Death Princess

"Sister Lu." He Yi suddenly called when the two were fighting and hiding and climbing all the way to the west peak of Xuanling Mountain.

But Zhao Lu didn't answer, but looked around cautiously.

Seeing this, He Yi smiled wryly: "Sister, don't worry, I left the four hidden guards at the foot of the mountain long ago. There are only you and me here, so you can talk with confidence." Said, "Those four Fengyuwei are obviously people who the emperor uncle put by my side, but in fact they have already been taken for my own use, so even if they heard our conversation, it doesn't matter."

"Hey," Zhao Lu shook her head, "I'm worried that it's not their betrayal. After all, I know how many tricks you have in this area. What I'm worried about is that the person named Peng San treats you very well. It's like..." Zhao Lu recalled the scene of the fight that day, and recalled the look in Peng San's eyes when she clamped the knife on He Yi's stamina.

"Ah." He Yi opened his mouth wide, "but he's a member of the family... besides... I already have my own heart..." After seeing Zhao Lu's raised eyebrows, he hurriedly added before she could speak, " I know I know, he himself knows better than me. Sister, you may think that it is despicable for me to keep him around for my own use knowing this situation. But in fact, for these big internal wind language guards like them It is said that it is far better to be loyal to a relationship that will not be fruitful than to be loyal to the person who is above ten thousand people, as a knife that will be discarded at any time."

"Then he knows you..."

"What I can say, I have told them. It is their own decision to follow me. I have not used any coercion or threats," He Yi said seriously, "Sister, don't worry."

Zhao Lu shrugged: "It doesn't matter if I don't worry about it, you and Xiao Huihui are tossing around the capital's affairs, throwing me an assassin for a while, and throwing a savage for me..." See Seeing He Yi's exposed canine teeth, he quickly changed his words, "Let Her Royal Highness Princess Changping visit the humble house."

"..."

"But when it comes to assassins," Zhao Lu continued, still needing a beating, "you should have met Leng Tong face to face, right? Smack, blood relationship is really a magical thing. Regardless of appearance, the virtue of opening your mouth and drawing your sword when you disagree with each other is almost carved out of the same mold."

"..." He Yi resisted the urge to do something, and retorted, "Yeah, the blood relationship is really amazing. Apart from the seventy-eight similar looks, you two brothers and sisters have the virtue of looking for beatings when you open your mouth. carved out of a mould."

"Pfft, well said, well said," Zhao Lu said with a big laugh, "I will tell Xiao Huihui some time what you said, Your Highness Princess." Laughing, her eyes suddenly became nostalgic Get up, "Speaking of which, it has been three years since you left here."

"Yes," He Yi took a deep breath, "It's been three years, but nothing has changed here."

"Hasn't changed...?" Zhao Lu turned her eyes to the mountains in the distance, "How are you doing in the capital?"

"How could it be bad?" He Yi's smile didn't penetrate the depths, "Brother Hui and I belong to different camps on the surface, and our identities are different. It's not easy to meet each other casually on weekdays. It's all for show. It's not good, so that's the only thing left. The rest, although they live a little fake, but in the palace, there are rich clothes and fine food, and there are many servants, so what right do I have to complain? Besides, Empress Dowager Liu , Empress Liu and second aunt He Ying also took good care of me, and the emperor's uncle also..." She stopped talking.

"Princess He Ying?" Zhao Lu shifted her focus cooperatively.

"Well, after the second uncle left, she didn't remarry, but went back to the palace directly. By the way," she turned to look at Zhao Lu, "Are Auntie, Auntie, and Aunt Xue okay?"

"That's good, but," Zhao Lu frowned invisibly, "I don't want to use the title 'aunt' anymore. After all, in the eyes of the world, He Kunjin and He Rong are people who no longer exist."

He Yi nodded.After a while, he suddenly said: "My cousin, Leng Tong."

"how?"

"I tried it out the day before yesterday, and she seems to be more credible than I thought."

"Oh?" Zhao Lu became interested, "Are you going to trick her?"

"That's natural. After all, no matter what, I'm also a member of King Ping's camp on the surface. It's a pity that nothing came out."

Zhao Lu raised the corner of her mouth.

"You two will meet again one day. This, I thought about it, but I didn't expect that you would choose this way to say goodbye to her and get along with her." The smile faded, but she still said the next words without mercy, "Is it really appropriate to keep her by your side like this? Don't you hate her?"

Zhao Lu was stunned, she touched the scar on her neck subconsciously, "What about you? Don't you hate? Although she is your cousin, she is also the person who slaughtered your whole family in the secret court. She was even there that day, you Don't hate her?"

He Yi didn't expect Chao Lu to ask such a rhetorical question, and was at a loss for a moment.

Leng Tong, the daughter of His Majesty living abroad, followed the secret cabinet and slaughtered her uncle's family without knowing it.Although, she did not kill anyone that day, even though she...

It was only after she said this that Zhao Lu really realized this cruel fact.

"If you say you don't hate, it must be false," He Yi said at this time, "but if you say hate, I have no reason to hate her. She herself was the biggest victim of all this, and that day It is true that she has tried her best to be merciful. If that day, the pursuer we met was not her, but someone else, you, me and Brother Hui might have all..."

Pursing her lips, she met Zhao Lu's gaze, "Actually, you were the only one who was hurt by her knife from the beginning to the end. If even you can expose this matter, then I will Is there any reason to hold on to it? Besides, for the past three years, I was safe and sound in that man-eating palace under the care of Empress Liu. Even for her mother's sake, I couldn't hate her."

Zhao Lu stared into He Yi's eyes for a long time, "Yi'er, you have changed."

"It's been three years, how can it be possible for me to stay in the vortex of power? In fact, looking at it now," He Yi lowered his eyes and smiled a little lonely. Li Yu. In fact, in the world of adults, whether it is hatred or trust, what kind of emotion is pure? Under all kinds of conflicts of interests, all emotions and choices will eventually be compromised, right?"

Chao Lu withdrew her gaze from He Yi's face and didn't interrupt.

"In the past, I always felt that I didn't care about the dragon chair, that I wanted to support orthodoxy, and that I wanted revenge. But now that I think about it, if I don't have that supreme power, how can I talk about revenge? What exactly is 'orthodoxy'? In the final analysis, no Is it just an excuse for ambitious people to do ambitious things? I used to feel that I disdain it, and I also felt that I was unwilling to give up everything I had for that chair. But now that I think about it, rights will certainly bring irreparable losses, but at least these losses can be chosen by oneself, unlike..."

It's not like the raging fire, it's not like the powerless howling that can only be heard in vain.

Yi'er has really changed, she is no longer the girl who only cried loudly in front of her parents' dead bodies eight years ago, and is no longer the girl who only wanted to become stronger and prove herself by defeating Chaolu three years ago. A silly girl who has the ability to leave Jianzong and go to the capital to take revenge...

"'Revenge' is actually just making excuses for my incompetence back then, in order to give myself a reasonable result." He Yi was still talking half to himself and half confiding, "But once you step on this road Road, 'revenge' will become a reason for 'ambition'. Humans are truly a terrifying existence. For the sake of mere ambition, you can give up everything, give up your original wish, give up hatred, give up dignity, give up conscience, give up trust... Finally Go to the point where no one can be trusted and have no heart left, and step into the palace where only the word 'interest' survives."

"There is no trust, only interests." Zhao Lu mechanically repeated these eight words.

"That's right," He Yi couldn't laugh anymore, "Just when you mentioned Peng San's matter, sister, I suddenly realized that I had become..."

"is it?"

"Isn't it?"

"No one can believe it, no one wants to believe it," Zhao Lu asked cautiously, "Including, me and A Hui?"

"...Including." He Yi bit his lip.

Zhao Lu shivered uncontrollably.

A moment of silence.

In the next moment, "Puff hahaha——" Who knows, He Yi, who was still heavy-faced just now, suddenly laughed out loud, "Sister, did you tremble just now? Did you tremble? Was it frightened by me? Haha Haha, I won, I won, hahaha, I actually made you tremble with fright hahaha..."

"..." Zhao Lu didn't think it was funny.

Trust...?At least, Yi'er can at least confide these things in front of her face, which means that the "trust" is still there, right?In fact, if her answer at that time was "not included" without hesitation, Zhao Lu felt that she would really shudder.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lu smiled wryly.

No one wants to believe that Yi'er is like this, and now he is thinking about Yi'er's true self, so why not?

Three years, just three years, the scenery on the top of the mountain is still there, but the hearts of the people on the top of the mountain have changed.

"A gentleman does what he doesn't."

"Ok?"

"So, sister, don't worry, I also have my bottom line..."

"Ah."

A gust of cool wind blew across the top of the mountain, messing up their hair and their thoughts.

"Perhaps... it's really suffocating in the palace. What should be said and what should not be said, I said so much uncontrollably," He Yi sighed, holding his blown hair, "As soon as I return to this familiar place, as soon as I see this familiar scenery, I will..."

"En." Zhao Lu's voice was very soft.

"I can't help but..." Listening carefully, He Yi's voice seemed to be choked with sobs, "Even though I was born in the royal family and my father and mother were buried in the imperial tomb, this is where... I, sister, I ..."

Zhao Lu gently put her arms around He Yi's shoulders, and said softly: "Yi'er, this is your home, and we are all your family. If you are tired or regret it, just come back, and the room will always be given to you." Keep it, and the door will always be open for you."

"Hmm..." Burying her head on Zhaolu's shoulder, He Yi, the jewel in the palm of His Majesty, the graceful Princess Changping, really cried on this remote mountain top.She cried silently, but cried painfully.

Zhao Lu patted He Yi's back lightly, but looked at the end of the rolling mountain.

Royal, princess.

Zhao Lu was thinking silently in her heart, but the lonely figure of Leng Tong standing alone in the woods appeared in her mind uncontrollably.

The royal family and the princess are rights, but they are also shackles.

Leng Tong, Leng Tong, do you know that you are also a royal princess?

The author has something to say:

Chaolu, Chaolu, you cousin who is holding a wife in her arms, thinking that the habit of a daughter-in-law is not good.