The location chosen by Ubun is a high peak on the outskirts of Beijing, which is extremely high and offers a panoramic view of the whole of Kyoto. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Condescendingly, Kyoto in the distance is a sign of prosperity. And nearby, is the layers of lofty mountains, autumn, the fallen leaves have begun to turn yellow, red maple, yellow leaves, evergreen trees, the mountains and forests are dyed colorful, layered. When you are here, your mind becomes broader.

At the top of the peak, there is a wooden table and wooden bench, but there is a shallow moss growing on the face, and it is obvious that few people visit here.

Yuwen Tongyi's entourage was quick-sighted, laid out all the tablecloth cushions that had been prepared, set up a set of wine jugs and wine glasses, prepared everything, and silently retreated to the side.

"After talking about it for so long, I finally have a chance to have a drink with you today." Yuwen Tongyi smiled lightly, raised his hand and personally poured Mo Ruqi a glass of wine.

Mo Ruqi raised her glass and said with a smile: "It's me who owes the prince a drink, and I've been sick, thank you for your understanding." Thank you for sharing such a beautiful scenery with me. ”

As he spoke, he raised his head and wanted to dry a glass of wine, but was stopped by Yuwen Tongyi: "Why should Ruqi be in a hurry, in this situation, wouldn't it be better to talk about drinking slowly?" ”

Yuwen Tongyi's title made Mo Ruqi stunned.

Yuwen Tongyi apologized again: "I just think that the Lord of the Moge Pavilion is awkward and seems distant." Although you and I are in a cooperative relationship, it is good to be friends, and I hope you will not mind. ”

Mo Ruqi took a shallow sip of wine, and the rich aroma of wine ran down the tip of her tongue and throat, and penetrated into her heart, coupled with the beautiful scenery in front of her, which made her always gloomy mood suddenly open-minded.

She smiled and said, "It's okay, then I don't stick to those false courtesies, and I don't want the prince to come and go, so I can call you Tongyi directly?" ”

Yuwen Tongyi raised his glass to her, and the smile on his face was as warm as a warm spring breeze: "I can't ask for it." ”

After speaking, he raised his head and pushed all the wine in the cup into his abdomen, and the raised Adam's apple rose and fell with the action of swallowing.

"Mo Ruqi, why did you give yourself such a name?" Yuwen Tongyi poured himself full of wine.

Mo Ruqi raised her eyebrows: "How did you know that I took this name myself?" ”

Yuwen Tongyi said with a smile: "Parents choose names for their children, and they have always pursued auspiciousness and beautiful meanings. For example, my name, Tongyi, Tongwen and Art, my parents wanted me to grow up to be versatile and knowledgeable. ”

"You don't live up to your parents' expectations." Mo Ruqi is not without appreciation.

Yuwen Tongyi asked: "You haven't answered my question yet, why did you choose such a name for yourself." ”

Mo Ruqi suppressed a trace of strangeness in his heart and said, "Mo Ruqi, Mo Ruqi." Don't let yourself be at the mercy of others. ”

Tilt your head and drink all the wine in your glass, swallowing the pain that has risen in your heart.

"It's not that people who have experienced some twists and turns, I'm afraid they won't take such a name." Yuwen Tongyi's eyes were full of curiosity and temptation.

"I don't know how you helped me with the affairs of the Taiwei Mansion?" Mo Ruqi said otherwise.

Yuwen Tongyi knew that she didn't want to mention it, so she quickly smiled, pretending to be dissatisfied and raised her eyebrows and said: "Such a beautiful day, who knows that what you see in your eyes is not the person opposite and the scenery in front of you, but still cares about the big things in your heart." ”

Mo Ruqi smiled slightly apologetically, looked at the overlapping mountains, shrugged and said, "No way, I'm not interested in Pianpian Gongzi." I like this beautiful scenery very much. Otherwise, why would he still be alone in the past 30 years. ”

"There must be many suitors for a woman as intelligent and beautiful as you, but I am afraid that few people can enter your eyes." Yuwen Tongyi's eyes were burning, and her eyes fell on her cheeks, which were slightly flushed from the wine, and her heart was missing a beat for no reason.

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Mo Ruqi's lips was a hint of bitterness: "I am just a mortal, and all I ask for is to be the same as all women in the world, I wish to be a sincere person, unswerving in this life, and live up to it in the next life." ”

When Yuwen Tongyi heard this, he didn't open his eyes, and his eyes fell on the heavy walls of the Zhonghou Palace in the distance, and gradually became dim: "This requirement is not high when it is high, and it is not low when it is low." ”

After speaking, he sighed softly.

Mo Ruqi said approvingly: "Ancient and modern men, who is not three wives and four concubines. The prince and grandson are even more so, saying that your father, how many beauties there are in the harem, and how many concubines are looking forward to seeing your father. Such marriage and love, such as Qi disdainful. ”

Hearing this, Yuwen Tongyi suddenly hooked his lips and smiled helplessly, but he didn't say a word. The trance-like expression seemed to be caught in the painful memories in his eyes. He drank with his head down, glass, glass, and glass......

Mo Ruqi knew that he had something on his mind, so he didn't speak, just quietly accompanyed.

After three rounds of drinking, his eyes overflowed with a trace of pain, and finally said in a deep voice: "My queen mother is one of the harems." ”

The pain in his eyes was not the first time he had seen it, and when he went to Zhuyuan that day to talk about the reason why he wanted to destroy Beichen Kingdom, such a gaze also appeared.

For so many years, the seat of the middle palace of the Empress Zhonghou Palace has been vacant.

Mo Ruqi put down the wine glass and listened quietly.

seemed to be in great pain, Yuwen Tongyi's eyes turned red, and he said bitterly: "When I was a child, I knew that I was born to a concubine, and I was honored and favored by my father. My mother was born in a famous family and had very high requirements for me, which also made me deeply favored by my father. After his father ascended the throne, his father and queen mother had no objection to taking concubines one by one. So for so many years, although there are many fathers and concubines, there is always a respect and extra care for the queen mother. Who knows......"

Yuwen Tongyi paused, and his tone turned to say angrily: "Who knew that year, my father was actually obsessed with a woman with a husband and children like a demon, and he had to be included in the harem. In order to avoid damage to the royal face, his mother failed to dissuade him several times, and finally persuaded him to die and ended his life in his own bedroom with a three-foot white silk. ”

"Did your father marry the married woman in the end?" Mo Ruqi asked.

Yuwen Tongyi's well-defined hand instantly clenched into a fist, making a creaking sound, and his eyes were also full of hatred: "The queen mother did not save her father's intention to persuade her to die, and now, that woman is still enjoying glory and favor in the harem." And my mother is alone under the Nine Springs, if I have the opportunity, I will definitely break her body into pieces! ”

Hearing this, Mo Ruqi only felt ridiculous! Although he did whatever it took to achieve the goal, he didn't know that it had reached such a point!

I don't know where that woman is, she already has a husband and children, and she still makes Emperor Zhonghou crazy!

Yuwen Tongyi fell into deep pain, and for so many years, he had been reluctant to mention this matter to anyone. It's just that for some reason, in front of Mo Ruqi, he wanted to say more.

Mo Ruqi raised her hand and patted him lightly on the shoulder, wanting to give him some comfort.

It's just that the sadness in his heart is out of control, and his experience makes Mo Ruqi empathize, remembering that when she dreamed back at midnight, the father who had never met but died in her hands was like thousands of knives slashing her heart.