[Comprehensive film and television] The daily life of the male god

For a while, the imperial garden was silent, and even the guards who came to escort them froze in place.

The fourth prince, who is all alone, got married?

Sitting on the high platform, Wang Shang reacted for a while, then turned his head and asked Wang Zhao who was also shocked: "Zhaoer, is what this woman said true?"

Wang Zhao turned his head to look at An Zixuan who was kneeling there, calmed down, got up and knelt beside An Zixuan: "Go back to my father, it's true."

Originally dubious, the guards who dragged the woman out just waiting for the master's order almost frightened the weapons in their hands.

The marriages of princes have always been victims of politics, no one is an exception, at least the princess is like this, if this woman is just a servant girl next to the fourth prince, it is understandable, but she thinks she is the wife of the fourth prince self-esteem?

The problem is that the fourth prince also recognized it!

"Bold!" Someone jumped up against the case: "Who allows you to privately decide for life? Come, someone, drag this witch out of here!"

An Zixuan looked up at the aggressive queen.

This was the first time she saw Wang Zhao's mother, red lips and snow skin, graceful and charming, even though she was over forty years old, she was still as beautiful as ever, but now she looks like the old man who gave Snow White a poisoned apple witch.

This woman who has never fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother, what right does she have to influence Wang Zhao's marriage?

She met the queen's distraught eyes because she interrupted her process of poisoning the prince, and smiled slightly: "If you go back to the queen mother, it will be His Royal Highness the prince."

She dragged the prince into the water with one word, and suddenly no one in the whole venue dared to move.

Is this woman still related to the prince?

Wang Zhao looked at An Zixuan who pulled him up in disbelief, wondering what was going on in her head.

After today, she won't have to stay in the palace anymore, he told her!

But why did she still come to stir up this muddy water?

After An Zixuan finished speaking, she pulled Wang Zhao to stand up and walked to His Highness the Crown Prince, bowing profusely, "Brother Yi, do you still remember my little sister?"

The prince is also a monk Zhang Er who can't figure it out. Although he and An Zixuan have only met each other a few times, he knows that although this woman is usually clever and eccentric, she is not an unreasonable person. She only thinks that she is worried that her status is not worthy of Wang Zhao , so ask him for help.

So he nodded slightly.

An Zixuan's heart is only half let go at this moment.

On the way here, she kept thinking about how to cover up this matter quietly.

Unless there is one thing that completely diverts everyone's attention.

She thought about it for a long time. At this moment, she will tell the whole story about her relationship with Wang Zhao. As a prince, he will not receive any punishment, but she, who is as helpless as a duckweed, is in danger. She is quite popular among princes, even if the king is right She was not satisfied with her background, if she had the help of the princes, she would not have lost her life, especially the prince who was highly valued by the king, if she dragged him into the water, she might escape the catastrophe.

She hangs her life on the sword.

Now with the crown prince's affirmation, half of the sword has been removed.

The most important thing now is the pot of poisoned tea.

So An Zixuan rescued the prince who was dying on the battlefield, and was recognized as a righteous sister by the kind-hearted prince, and then met the fourth prince, and the two fell in love with each other for a lifetime. The beautiful love story is narrated. , leaning forward slowly, blocking the pot of poisoned tea on the prince's table, intending to break the teapot with the hands behind him.

While making up stories, An Zixuan approached the teapot distractedly. Beads of sweat gradually oozed from An Zixuan's forehead, and her hands were covered with cold sweat. Just when her hands were less than an inch away from the teapot, she heard a A voice of concern sounded.

"Why is the prince's face so ugly? Would you like a cup of chrysanthemum tea to relieve the heat?"

An Zixuan raised her head suddenly, and caught the queen's eyes with a clear smile.

late.

It's too late to break the teapot now.

If she broke it while talking, it was just an inadvertent mistake, just kowtow to admit her mistake and pass it by, but if she broke it now, it was intentional.

This scheming and poisonous woman!

Wang Zhao had already realized what An Zixuan was going to do when An Zixuan was struggling to get close to the prince's table, but he was a little far away, so he had to cover for her, unable to implement it by himself, but because of the instigator, he fell short.

Seeing that Xie Shu had already filled the crown prince's empty cup with chrysanthemum tea, Wang Zhao stepped forward at a critical moment: "I have something to say to the crown prince."

An Zixuan immediately clenched her sleeves tightly.

"My son and Zixuan can get to know each other, and the power depends on the crown prince. The younger brother wants to drink three cups of tea from the older brother to enhance mutual affection."

Three cups, just the capacity of a teapot.

Almost the moment Wang Zhao finished speaking, An Zixuan held down his wrist.

Then he heard the woman beside him laughing and saying: "The prince was hurt by practicing martial arts a few days ago, the imperial doctor told him not to drink tea, why not drink these three cups for the prince, the husband and wife are one, the prince won't mind."

Wang Zhao felt his head explode!She held An Zixuan's wrist backwards in her palm, with such force that An Zixuan felt that her wrist was about to be crushed.

Wang Zhao would rather crush her wrist!

That's poisonous tea!

"Why not? The fourth child has a deep relationship with the concubine and his wife, so I am naturally happy for my brother."

The sleeves of the two of them moved without wind, but the prince had already raised the teacup. At this moment, the arrow was on the string, and he had no choice but to send it.

Wang Zhao stepped forward first, pinching her wrist tightly to prevent her from taking the wine glass, but An Zixuan tripped Wang Zhao, and when Wang Zhao raised his eyes again, he saw An Zixuan He raised his head and drank that cup of tea in one gulp!

The moment the poisonous tea entered his stomach, there was severe pain. Wang Zhao only felt that the wrist he was holding was like a branch swaying in the cold wind, trembling helplessly and violently, as if it would break off in the next second and pass away with the wind.

Then she took the second cup, and the third cup.

An Zixuan only felt that there was a ball of rolling flames in her belly, and the burning pain was burning wherever it passed, as if every breath involved the internal organs, until it ignited her and devoured her.

An Zixuan squeezed Wang Zhao's hand tightly, as if the only way to relieve the heart-piercing pain, she turned around, smiled, said goodbye, then slowly let go of Wang Zhao's hand, and walked out of the corridor step by step.

Every step is heart-piercing, every step seems to have used up all the strength in her body, a fishy and sweet taste keeps coming back in her throat, An Zixuan clenches her teeth hard, trying to swallow the taste back, every time she swallows, she brings back But it was more fishy and sweet, until she couldn't control it anymore.

Suddenly someone touched her shoulder.

An Zixuan smiled with difficulty, she knew it was him, it was the temperature of his palm, she leaned in his arms with peace of mind, and let him hold her out of everyone's sight.

He came at last, and she couldn't take it anymore.

Almost at the moment when she was out of everyone's sight, An Zixuan fell down.

"Zixuan!" Wang Zhao raised his other hand and hugged her horizontally in his arms. Without any worries, he ran downstairs frantically and shouted at the patrolling guards, "Come here! Imperial Physician! Xuan Imperial Physician!"

Grasping the hem of his shirt with one hand, he lowered his head and saw the corner of her bloody mouth open slightly.

"What are you going to say?" Wang Zhao stopped abruptly, leaned his head against her lips, and felt her breath getting colder.

She said, "Go home..."

"Okay...ok...let's go home." Wang Zhao turned around and went to Zhanxingtai, which was their home, the place he wanted to go back to every day, and there were the people he wanted to see the most.

Wang Zhao ran quickly, with beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, but he felt the person in his arms trembling all over, and the hand holding his arm made him tremble. He couldn't help holding her tighter while talking to An Zixuan.

"I'll be home soon. Zixuan will be home soon. If you hold on a little longer, the imperial doctor will be here soon."

An Zixuan lay in his arms, never leaving his eyes from the beginning to the end, she wanted to reach out to hug him, but her body seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that she couldn't lift her arms.

I still remember when she saw this face for the first time, she sighed for his half exquisite face, and sighed why God always likes to destroy perfection.

Then she saw the scar under the cold mask, a three-foot-long curved knife mark across half of his face, almost the eyes, that was the first time she saw him so fierce Panic.

Later, she took off the cold mask herself, and she hugged him in her arms to melt the ice, so that the face with only one expression all the year round finally burst into a smile.

Will he still laugh now?

It usually takes one stick of incense to reach the top floor of the nine-story Zhanxing Terrace, but this time Wang Zhao only took two minutes.

He couldn't wait, Zixuan couldn't wait.

He put the person in his arms on the soft couch, and turned around to pick up the imperial physician, but An Zixuan grabbed his hand.

"Don't go." She was speechless, and he struggled to read her lips.

"Okay, I won't go, I won't go, I'll stay here and guard you." Wang Zhao turned around and sat down on the couch, helped An Zixuan to lean against his chest, unconsciously rubbing her cold hands .

These hands once made him the most delicious breakfast in the world, brewed the sweetest tea for him, stroked his cheek gently, and undressed him shyly.

But today, these hands took the glass of poisoned wine with their own hands and pushed her to hell.

Unknowingly, tears filled the line.

"Wang Zhao..."

A faint call came from his ear, he wiped away the tears all over his face, and replied in a low voice: "I'm here, I'm here."

"I'm so cold..." An Zixuan held his hand tightly, her eyes were wide open, but her vision was blurry: "Wang Zhao, hold me tight, please hold me tight."

Feeling the person behind her tightly holding her in his arms, as if trying to embed herself in his body, the corner of An Zixuan's mouth curved.

She had known for a long time that her backpack was not lost.

Her backpack was properly kept by Wang Zhao from the very beginning.

Knowing that she wanted to escape from the palace, she was afraid that she would sneak away, so she kept hiding until that day when she packed her things and found her backpack from Wang Zhao's bedside table.

However, she still had to leave her in the end, but after leaving, she didn't know when they would see each other again.

"Wang Zhao." She recited his name vigorously, as if she wanted to engrave him in her heart: "Remember...remember? I told you...every star corresponds to a life...you must To find me... I will watch over you every night."

"Wang Zhao...promise me...you must become...be the greatest king of Goryeo."

"I believe you."

"I don't agree, I don't agree to anything." Wang Zhao tremblingly held her face in his palm, wanting to warm her gradually cooling with his palm, and said incoherently: "I don't want to find any stars, I don't want to do it." King of Goryeo, I want you to be by my side every day, I want to see you every day when I open my eyes, you promised me that you will always stand by my side! The imperial physician! Why hasn’t the imperial physician come!”

He howled with a crying voice, like a helpless lone wolf crying and howling blood at night.

"What nonsense..." An Zixuan raised her hand strenuously to caress his covered scar: "Don't...let others hurt you again, I will feel bad..."

Wang Zhao suddenly felt a looseness in his arms, and saw a brilliant golden light covering him, and when he opened his eyes again, the person in his arms was gone.

She turned into a star, didn't she?

Wang Zhao raised his tears-blurred eyes to look at the night sky, as if she was smiling like a flower in the night sky.

I promise you.

I will find the star that belongs to you.

I will be the king of Goryeo.

I just ask you to enter my dream every day, don't leave me alone.

The author has something to say:

The startling ending every step of the way is also the ending of this book

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