On the third night of December in the twenty-first year of Xianli, Chenghou's Mansion turned to ashes overnight. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 On the fourth day of the first month, he issued an edict to hundreds of officials, passed on the crown prince Lang, and abdicated as the emperor. The crown prince got married on the same day, and the daughter of the Mu family was the crown princess.

- "Qi Xuanzong's Living Note"

The history books record the last time Qi Lang mentioned the Su family when he was the crown prince, and the people also passed it on by word of mouth, and everyone knew it.

Hundreds of officials waited for the prince outside the Zhu Gate of the Taimiao. The nine major doors of the Taimiao Temple were opened, the prince walked out slowly, and when the hundred officials looked at him, they couldn't help but be surprised.

The temple is only ten days old, and the prince is already in shape, and there is no brilliance in his eyes. He walked down the steps slowly, his yellow robe blown up by the wind, and his face, which had been peerless in the past, was haggard.

There was a smile on his lips, and he asked the Ministry of Rites Shangshu who was standing in front of him, "The Su family was burned clean by this fire last night?"

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu nodded with difficulty, and the prince's smile did not change for half a minute: "Then, what about the wedding date of the main palace?"

"Fifteen days later. He replied tremblingly.

"Good. Prince Qi Lang smiled impeccably, took a step, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell backwards. The hundred officials shouted at the prince, and in their eyes, they were all unbearable.

The prosperous courtyard turned to ashes overnight, and the world is impermanent, and it is probably nothing more than that.

On the fourth day of the twelfth month of the twenty-first year of the reign of the emperor, the prince returned from the temple, vomited blood and fainted, and woke up three days later. Seeing that the prince was weak, the emperor wanted to summon six ministries to postpone the marriage, but the prince did not allow it.

On December 18, the twenty-first year of Xianli, the prince Qi Lang got married, and married the princess Mu Shi, who was the crown princess, and the whole city was hung with red silk, which was as bright red as blood.

On the same day, the prince issued an edict, counting the eighteen culpables of Hou Suyin, and announced to the world that he would take this as a warning.

Twenty-one years of the Manifestation, December 19. In the waiting, Wang Su saw it, and said that the corpses of all the people in the Su family were difficult to identify, and only one phoenix hairpin was seen. Accept it in your heart.

In the twenty-first year of Xianli, the twentieth year of Yanxi, and on December 30, the tenth eldest grandson of the Chu Su clan, Su Jun, and the second grandson Su Lan returned to the sect and returned to the genealogy of the Su clan of the Chu State.

On December 31, the 21st year of Xianli, Qi Dilang ascended the throne and changed the name of the country to Qingping.

- "Qi Jingzong's Living Note"

————————————————————————————————————

Three years of Shengping, Wanping City.

"Mother!" When Xiao Wenyu woke up, Su Lan was already in tears.

"Since you returned to this old mansion, you have not been able to sleep at night. Seeing Su Lan pull out an extremely ugly smile, Xiao Wenyu sighed lowly.

"I'll go out and sit for a while, and you can sleep. Su Lan tucked the corners of the quilt for Xiao Wenyu, smiled soothingly, and casually took the handkerchief and pressed his eyes, which was already calm as usual.

Xiao Wenyu watched the thin back disappear into the inner room, and his straight back made people feel sad.

Su Lan sat under the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, it was late autumn, and the air was full of sweet and greasy smell.

"Ah Yan, is it okay to make sugar porridge for you with osmanthus flowers?"

"Ah Yan, do you like this osmanthus head oil?"

Su Lan's ears sounded in a trance with her mother's voice, distant and clear. Large tears flowed down his cheeks, and for twenty years, the memory of his mother was forever fixed on the night of the third day of the twelfth month of the twenty-first year of his appearance.

The sky-high firelight, dressed in white, with a dark purple strangulation mark on his neck. She lay quietly in her room, in this courtyard, and could no longer call her own name, and no longer pay attention to the melancholy of the world.

"Mother. ”

"Daddy. ”

"Second brother. ”

Every time he called, it was a knife in his heart, and Su Lan, who was powerful all over the world, was just like a child at the moment, hiding under the osmanthus tree and crying bitterly.

"Your Highness. Being taken into an arms with the smell of osmanthus flowers, Xiao Wenyu's pitying and gentle voice came from Su Lan's ears, "My poor child." ”

"Wen Yu. I can't stop thinking about that night. Su Lan choked up, "They said that my father is dead, my house is going to be raided, and my mother hanged herself." When I rushed in, the servant fell on her knees and wept, and I watched my mother being untied, and there was such a deep strangulation on her neck that I did not dare to look at her, and I did not dare to test whether she still had breath. ”

"I was only fifteen years old that year, and within three days, I had no father and no mother. ”

"I sat under the osmanthus tree in a daze, and in December, there was no fragrance of flowers, and the sky at all corners was red by the firelight. I thought, that's all there is to purgatory on earth. ”

"My eldest brother pulled me up. Xiao Wenyu's shoulders were already wet, "In a trance, I was already in the car heading for a place I don't know." On the way, news came that my second brother Su Lan also died. ”

"All of this happened in this Wanping City, in this Su mansion. Su Lan wiped the tears that were still rolling down her eyes, and her voice was harsh, "Qi Lang has built this house really well, brick by brick, it is the same as back then, this osmanthus tree is exactly the same as it was back then." ”

"But even though I kneel at his feet, I still hate him. Su Lan looked at Xiao Wenyu's eyes and said slowly, "That year, I was the fourth miss of the Su family, and I was the fourth miss of the Su family who had a marriage book with Qi Lang. ”

"Just a kiss to greet the world, and the mother will be honored to the world. ”

"Ah Lan. Xiao Wenyu held her hand, "Ah Yan is Qi Lang's Queen Liyuan, and you are the powerful King of Ming, the second brother of the queen's mother." ”

"Yes, I am the only brother of Empress Liyuan in the world who wears a portrait of the crown princess with the Taimiao. Su Lan chuckled lowly, "Su Yan, you're already dead." ”

Her life began and ended that night.

The history books can't record it, and her emotions as Su Yan will not record the twenty-four bone azure oil paper umbrella of Meng Zhuzong that caused her and Qi Lang's long-cherished grudge, nor will it record the sentence that Qi Lang said when he choked her neck on that snowy night.

On this night, the palace is also lit by candles.

Qi Lang leaned on the wall of the imperial city, holding a jade pot, inviting the moon to drink together. The chamberlain beside him looked at the emperor in front of him with some trepidation, a man who was extremely good at restraining himself and had never shown any emotion, how could he have had such a moment of indulgence twenty-one years after his appearance.

He was already a little drunk, muttering in his mouth, only calling two words over and over again, "Yan Yan".

He chuckled lowly, sat down on the edge of the wall, and poured the sake from the pot into his mouth.

The history books will not record his drunkenness this night, and the history books will not record his sleepless nights, all his struggles and emotions, his sad and secret love, his fiery and desperate begging.

He is complete as a person.

From the very beginning, he decided to be the first emperor of the ages in the history books, high above, like a god, for future generations to look up to.

But he couldn't calculate that the only variable in this life was her, the woman who cried under the osmanthus tree at night.

"What do you see down here?"

"It is the lights of thousands of homes under His Majesty's rule. ”

"It's the world that I sent you to level up. ”

"Among the thousands of lights, there is no one with mine. This world has nothing to do with me. ”