emperor of a dynasty

Mu Congcong finally ran away, she couldn't face Yan Wuwei like that, let alone convince herself to play another person.

She searched for famous doctors and sent her to Jiangbei in an attempt to cure her, but everyone who came back said that Yan Wuwei was a nightmare. She lived forever in the lie she believed in, guarding Jiangbei and keeping that promise , waiting for a broken man to return home.

"Auntie, do you regret it?" In the dead of night, Murong Kneeled in front of the tablet of Murong Xun in the ancestral hall and asked the question that would never be answered again.

"Why did you lie to her?" Mu Congcong lowered her head, her eyes were dazed and unwilling, she wanted to ask, she wanted to know, "You obviously can't go back...why did you lie to her?"

"Why...why did you lie to her..."

Her response was endless silence.

In the third year after Mu Rongrong succeeded to the throne, the situation in the country was stable and the world was peaceful. Her throne became more and more secure. That is to say, she went to Jiangbei again in this year, and she met again after a year. To Yan Wuwei.

The eyes and eyebrows of the women who are over [-] years old are still as gentle as when they first met, but it is much lighter.

Seeing her knocking on the door, she slowly raised her eyebrows and smiled at him:

"Are you back?"

She changed out of the black royal robe, and put on her aunt's favorite aqua blue dress, tied up the blue silk with jade hairpins, with a smile on her face.

Compared with those Mo Wuxu's self-esteem, she wants to see Yan Wuwei again, even if it is in another person's identity.

"Yeah, I'm back."

It was a rainy afternoon, she knocked on Yan Wuwei's door with 48 bamboo joints, walked in, and said this to the woman standing on the porch.

"Just come back." The woman smiled lightly, as if she didn't care about the fact that it took her so long to come back.

She has been used to waiting for Murong Yan all her life. From Wangdu to Qianzhou, from Qianzhou to Wangdu, and from Wangdu to Jiangbei, she has been waiting and loving all her life.

She put away her umbrella and walked up to her. Compared with when she was young, she is now much taller than a woman.She stretched out her cool hands and gently held her, and asked her, "Is the fruit wine I want you ready?"

The woman has been waiting for this question for three years, so she lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly: "It's already been done, I'm just waiting for you to come."

After patting away the dirt that had been covered in dust for three years, the aroma of wine overflowed. The two of them sat on the porch, playing chess face to face.

Time seemed to go back to 15 years ago, when they first returned to the capital to play chess in the courtyard of Qingquan Palace, when they played chess, she asked her about the future of Qin.

She said that the Kelimo container was used as a storage, so there was a story for the next few years.

Looking back now, I don't know if it was right or wrong.

She took a sip of the wine she had brewed for her for three years, and smiled: "It's delicious."

The woman smiled lightly, she was indeed a gentle wife: "As long as you like it."

She finally waited for that person to come back, made Zhen Zicu for her, and let him taste the wine she made.

The two of them played chess and talked in a low voice, she told her what Mu Rongrong had done in the past three years since he succeeded to the throne, and asked her what she thought?She also nodded with a smile and said: "She has done a good job and has lived up to your brother's expectations."

"Then have you... ever been disappointed in her?"

She shook her head, Wen Yan said to her: "She is a child we raised together, how could I be disappointed in her."

She was startled, and then responded in a low voice with an unclear expression: "Yes...she is a child we raised together."

She no longer mentioned everything about Mu Congcong, but only told her what they had experienced together when they were together, and if she couldn't remember something, she would ask her, and she would also tell her how many years ago in a good-tempered manner.

When it rains during Qingming, Lili is desolate.

She sat with her on the porch for the whole afternoon, until the night fell, she said she was a little tired, so she went into the house.And the hermit in the forest walked out of the darkness with a sword in hand at this time. Like many years ago, everything happened too fast and caught people off guard.

She watched the masked man in black come towards her heart with a knife, as if she had returned to the scene that happened in the Hall of Supreme Harmony during the Mid-Autumn Festival that year.In the following years, she has been thinking and regretting why she didn't set up the defenses in the temple and let the assassins sneak in, regretting why she didn't catch up with the sword and block the fatal blow for her .

Time came back, she finally woke up, and then jumped up, rushed to the top of the altar, blocked the man behind her, and then the sword stabbed her.

She finally blocked the sword, and then fell into her arms. She looked at her face with longing eyes, and said to her:

"Xuan Shi...don't be afraid." Don't be afraid, you will be fine, as long as I am here, I will definitely not let anything happen to you.

After saying that, she lost too much blood and fell into her arms, fainting.

The hermit retracted his sword and took off his mask, and said to the kneeling human: "Your Majesty."

Mu Congcong lowered his eyes and looked at the safe and sound woman in his arms. After a long time, she said softly:

"You finally blocked that sword for her, fulfilling your nightmare..."

"Yan Wuwei...you should wake up."

Wake up, wake up from the lies that aunt made up for you, wake up and look at the world, look at me, look at who I am.

...

She hugged her and sat on the porch all night, and didn't tell her a few words about her friendship with her over the years. Compared with those, she cared more about her hugging her at this moment.

Time flies, and after many years, she at least had her brief tenderness, but it's all over by dawn.

At dawn, Mu Congcong sent Yan Wuwei back to his room, then got up and left.

Just like when she came, she took away all the traces left by herself, as if she had never appeared in Jiangbei, except for the game on the chessboard under the corridor.

She shouldn't have appeared, and she never appeared in this scene from the beginning to the end, so... that's fine.

...

Yan Wuwei fell into a coma for three whole days. The doctor said that it would be good to get rid of her inner demons. Mu Congrong knew Yan Wuwei too well. She knew what her inner demons were.She has never been able to walk away from the assassination in the Hall of Supreme Harmony that year, let alone see through the lies Murong Xun left for her before his death.

So she came from the capital, met her as another person, and met her.

They played chess, they played against each other, and then sent out the hermit who had already prepared when the other party was most relaxed.

She let her block that sword and ended her years of nightmares.

She also waited until her return, fulfilling her long-cherished wish for many years.

And after this time, she will wake up again, and will no longer treat her as another person, which means that she will no longer get a moment of tenderness from her.

...

Just as Mu Congcong thought, Yan Wuwei finally woke up on the third morning after she left. She looked around, and there was no other person in that small room except herself.

At that moment, my heart was empty.

She got up slowly, after the clear rain, green branches and new branches, everything is starting again, she is wearing a crescent white long gown, the blue color is scattered all over her shoulders, leaning on the edge of the door, lowering her eyes and looking at the unfinished tray in the corridor chess.

The child fell into the catalpa, and the shadow was sparse and slanted. She finally woke up and understood that all this was just a joke.

She still didn't block the sword for her, and still didn't wait until her return.

She looked at the chess game and fell into endless memories. She didn't know who else to blame, and she didn't know who else to ask.

Murong Yu...

Murong Yan.

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open by someone, and there was a noise. She looked up, and what she saw was not Gui Ren, but Tang Tang who had come to see her.

"Strict Prime Minister." Tangtang bowed to her.

She looked at her for a long time before she asked, "Juxi, He Xi?"

Tangtang was startled, looked at her, as if realizing something, her eyes turned red, and she replied:

"Today is the tenth day of the fourth lunar month."

"What year?"

"...Qin Wangqi, three years." She said.

The woman leaned on the edge of the door and finally nodded slowly after listening to this sentence, her eyes moved away, and fell on the chess board again.

She had a very long dream. In the dream, she dreamed that Murong Yan had finally returned. They strolled under the umbrella, talking about the past, talking and laughing with each other for years.

She made Zhen Zi Cake for her, she said it was delicious.

She tasted the fruit wine she made, and she said it was delicious.

She finally resigned from the throne according to her promise many years ago, and retired with her in the mountains and forests. She said that there is a sea in the south, where the white clouds are long and the sea breeze is gentle, and she will be happy when she sees it.

Waking up from the dream, she remembered.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, she did not block the sword for her. She was assassinated and poisoned, and then tried every means to force her to leave the capital.The last time they saw each other was on New Year's Eve that year, in the inner courtyard of the Qingquan Hall of the palace. She said that she was sleepy and that she had a dream in which she sang a song to coax her.

"What song do you want to hear?"

"Tang Feng Ge Sheng, listen to Yingjing." She closed her eyes lightly and said to her.

"Okay... I'll sing it to you."

Her voice was like mountains and waters, like jade and rings, fluttering and miaomiao, lingling like jade. When we saw each other for the last time, she listened to her words, followed her willfulness, and sang a poem of mourning for her.

Then if I want to meet again, the only way is on the Naihe Bridge.

At that time, will you still wait for me?

"The corner pillow is bright, and the brocade quilt is rotten.

Yumei dies here, who will be with her?Dudan!

Summer day, winter night.

After a hundred years, return to its home...

Winter night, summer day.

After a hundred years, return to his room..."

...

Tangtang watched the woman standing on the porch hide her smile, and her expression was neither sad nor happy. She wanted to comfort her, but she knew that it was useless to say anything at this time.

She spent more than 1000 days and nights immersed in a lie for her, and anyone who saw her would say enough.

The Sri Lankan has passed away, and the life of the living will continue.

Murong Xun once said that her last wish was to let Yan Wuwei no longer get stuck in the mud. Before, Tangtang didn't understand, but after she came to Jiangbei Suiyuan, she watched Yan Wuwei's depression day by day, and she finally Understood.

This feeling is that Murong Yan failed Yan Wuwei.

But the latter refused to believe the fact that she had left.

...

"I know that we will meet again in life, but how can we look back at Baiyun low..." She said this, and finally raised her eyelids, and shed the tear that was three years late.

Murong Yan, in this life you betrayed me, in the next life you will definitely pay me back.

Thinking of this, she looked out of the courtyard, and a person approached vaguely from a distance on the winding path. She was wearing a black royal robe and a jade crown, with a smile on her face. The oil-paper umbrella strolled towards her.

He raised his eyes and looked at her, just like when he first met her.

The spring, summer, autumn and winter in her eyes are all her shadows when she was lonely in the past. When she got closer, she stood in front of her, raised her head and smiled and said to her, "Long time no see."

She also smiled lightly and said, "It's good when you come."

Shanshui always has a day to meet again, no matter how long it takes, they will always see each other again.Everything in the world of mortals is but a drop in the ocean, and they have been together for more than [-] years, and their hearts will not melt, and they will finally live up to the deep love of the past.

Afterwards, this Jiangbei will be the permanent home of the two of them.

I will be with you till the end of my life.

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The author has something to say: finally finished writing, groaning, this ending is indeed the best for them, so many foreshadowings in front finally contributed to the last chapter.

From the end of 2016 to the middle of 2019, this book should be the longest one I have written. It has been so procrastinating, and it has been interrupted for more than half a year in the middle. I am sorry to keep you waiting.

Hope I didn't disappoint you in the end.

It’s over, but Mu Container’s story has just begun. There should have been a second part, but unfortunately I can’t be popular and get attention (of course, it may be because of my poor writing), so I thought about it. That's it, no more fried rice.

From the first book in 2012 to 2019, I wrote articles for 7 years, and I have seen too many readers come and go in my life, stop and go.I am still me, and my original intention has not changed. There should be a few extra chapters in this book. I have said so much, but I still want to thank you for your support for me in the past three years.

If there is a destiny in the future, let's meet again in the future.

Thank you.