May you be prosperous for half a lifetime

Master Wu told him that if the children of Yuwen's family had no power to live by themselves, they would have come to this world in vain. He probably knew that Master Wu was also from the Yuwen family, but no one told him that even himself had no power. , It is said that his surname is no longer Yuwen.

But later, his father told him that a man must always have a love in his life, otherwise, this life is meaningless, even if he holds power, he is still alone.

He has never known which is more important, love or power.

It wasn't until he was eight years old that he saw his mother, who had always treated others with grace and kindness, kill a woman who was as charming as a peony flower in full bloom, that he finally understood that power is such a temptation, and that woman followed His father captured the spoils of Chen Guo, enchanting and charming, when she laughed, it seemed that all the colors of the world were added to her alone.

That was the first time Yu Wenchi visualized those wretched women in the history books.

His father seemed very angry, but he couldn't touch his mother. At that time, he thought, maybe it was because the military power of the Dugu family was getting stronger, or because the Duke of Sui had become the overlord of Suizhou. If it wasn't for the power Restriction, how could his father bear this tone.

So he hid behind the desk in the Palace of Fengyi, fearing that his father and emperor would get angry for a while and want to pursue his queen mother. How could he know that the queen mother, who had always been luxurious and beautiful, was only dressed in thin gowns, and she was charming and charming. The voice said, "Ahu."

He was astonished. Against the backdrop of the candlelight, he caught a glimpse of her mother's eyes, which were as clear as running water. Her thin lips were slightly parted. The word "Ahu" called the emperor of Zhou Kingdom. There is a silver bell tied to it, and the bell rings nicely.

"How did I know that you wanted to reward Yu Wenxian with that woman..." She leaned slightly on her father's body, her soft fingertips traced his father's chest, "I thought..."

Yu Wenchi never knew that the titles "you" and "I" would be so intimate.

"What do you think?" The father put his arm around his mother's back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if whispering jokingly in his ear, "Little goblin."

Yu Wenchi's cheeks were flushed for a while, and he rolled and crawled out of Fengyi Hall without making a sound, but even if he made a sound, he thought, his father, queen and queen would not be able to hear it.

From that day on, Yu Wenchi knew that power would be useless without the ties of affection.

Just like his sister Lihua.

She clearly loves Yu Wenhuaji so much, but she has to mediate with Yang Guang, "I am the majestic Princess of Zhou. In the face of love and dignity, I would rather choose dignity..." At that time, Lihua seemed to have just experienced something terrible. He had never seen Lihua cry like this before.

Three days later, she married Yang Guang.

He asked her why.

"Because Ah Chi, I need it."

Yu Wenchi had never hated the throne as much as that day. He knew that the chair in the East Palace was not easy to sit on, but he never expected that he needed his dear sister to sacrifice the rest of his life's happiness to hold it steadily.

On the day of Lihua's wedding, he saw Yu Huaji who hadn't shown up for a long time, and asked him, "Do you think power is more important, or is love rarer?"

Yu Wenhua was very thin. Without the sunrise, the spirit of Qi State seemed to be incompatible with the young hero who never retreated before thousands of troops. He thought for a long time, then smiled and replied, "If Without power, that love will one day be ungraspable."

Lihua handed over the Yang family's [-] soldiers in Chang'an to him, but he trembled violently. He only looked at his younger sister. He knew that Sui Guogong had a heart of disobedience, but he understood how Yang Guang was. Treating his younger sister, he also understands how much Yang Jia loves him.

But it seems that power and love are always difficult to have both.

On the day of Guining, he finally asked.

"Lihua, if you are unhappy..."

"Achi, I'm very happy." She smiled, but stared blankly at the swing outside, the shadows of flowers overlapped, she didn't know what she was thinking.

As if, is thinking of a young dream.

Through Lihua, Yu Wenchi looked at Yang Guang standing behind her. From his eyes, he could see Lihua so clearly, as if there was only one in his eyes. Yu Wenchi always felt that Yang Guang was an immortal talent, but When I saw him today, I felt that there was nothing in his eyes.

There is only one, Yuwen Lihua.

He remembered what Yu Wenhuaji said, and stroked Yang Guang's last life-saving talisman in his arms. He couldn't understand the three thousand soldiers who could provoke bloody storms inside and outside Chang'an.

It was precisely because he didn't understand that he became murderous towards Beijie.

He knew very well that without the throne, he would be nothing... But the voice in his heart kept telling him that Yuwen Beijie was his younger brother, and that when his father and queen were about to leave, he would have a better life. Look after brother.

In the end, he suddenly realized that it is not power that determines love, but love that controls power, just like his father and emperor who let Dugu's family grow up, like his brother-in-law who gave up his last guard and voted for renunciation, just like, he.

So he turned around and told Master Wu.

Wu Zai just smiled, and suddenly, he mentioned a person, "Jia Luo, am I wrong?" His eyes were full of melancholy.

But, there is no going back.