The mighty evening breeze blew open the mottled window edges, and suddenly the bone-loving cold disturbed the people shivered all around, and the despair of dead silence spread out, and it grew as deep as the weeds around them.

Suddenly, the cold air that rushed in disillusioned the red candle along the edge of the window; The house full of eternal night is like a tide of water at this time. It's a ...... What innocent despair!

Wei Zheng's gaze fixed on Li Xian's face did not move away, but the expression gradually changed from the initial calmness and perseverance to a touch of intense sadness that could not be dissipated from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

The stiff face slowly became vividly moved, he was not a confused person, and he also knew in his heart that this was the only way to calm the current situation, and it could only be the only way to calm the current situation!

It's just that this method is too cruel, death, and he wants to end the lives of his own son, daughter and son-in-law with his own hands! How difficult it is, how to devour human nature and conscience, penetrate the state of affairs and the way of heaven, a kind of hegemony can be made! So he needs someone to make up his mind for him, and Wei Zheng is this person.

Emperor Wu handed over these three children who didn't know the height of the sky to him, and Li Xian disciplined himself, but how to discipline them? It is difficult to control the middle degree of discipline, and it is easy to deviate from the left and the right...... Then the most complete and direct punishment to give a person is nothing more than to end his life and let him die!

Yes, only the father condemns these children to death, and sets the most cruel and hopeless punishment for these children, and only in this way can the mother find fault with the mother. The so-called "losing the pawn to protect the handsome" is nothing more than this, but at this time, it is so helpless, how desolate, how unwilling, and how unwilling......

Shao Wang Li Chongrun was only nineteen years old at the time, just a child who had not yet married a wife and had no children! And Chongrun is still Xian's eldest son, and he is the only son born to him by his wife Wei Zheng...... Xian Hui, the lord of Yongtai County, was only seventeen years old at the time, and she had been married for less than a year, and she was already married.

As a biological father, how can you bear to hurt these children whose lives have not really shone or even fully bloomed from the perspective of a father? However, now, for the little light that he gained after enduring humiliation and burden, and for the sake of a so-called overall situation, he had to execute them with his own hands, and he had to ask them to die!

The weeping red candle has not been cut because the candlestick has not been cut, and it has burned out of shape. The burnt black of the bones obliquely reflects the dried and consolidated candles and tears along the lamp, as if indictment of the sorrows and joys of the world.

Qingbo burst into bursts, Ye Hua was bright, and he slowly raised his head, supported his body in despair, and stumbled all the way to the window. Looking up, he saw that the dim moon shadow pierced through the cascading floating clouds and hit his body, gilding a bright glass color.

A few steps away, Zheng'er also got up, hurriedly rushed to Li Xian's approach, the pure and slender soft self wrapped around his waist, and then put his face on his back, just instantaneous, tears like notes: "Xian, those who have achieved great things must not be merciful...... No. "The nightmarish murmur, like the most nuanced soft poison, with the hegemony that cuts off all life, is so eternal for a moment!

If we can become gods and Buddhas, what a wonderful thing it would be? But such a great opportunity can be easily encountered!

After all, we are not gods and Buddhas, we can't look down on everything, we can't be out of the world, we can't be like him for thousands of years. We've endured it for so many years, so many years! We have suffered for so many years, and we have lived so many years as humble as ants, like untouchables, and even inferior to untouchables! A lot of hard work and a lot of torture but still hold on to one breath and not die, what is it for?

The day when you really come out is coming, soon, soon...... In any case, can't you just watch it ruined in one fell swoop, just to maintain that little bit of thin family affection that is like a trance and not real in the water and moon mirror? Absolutely not, absolutely not!

The flickering shadows overlapped the faint candle flame and the night light, and just like that, it swayed out of the room in peace. This untimely peace and tranquility is actually almost a bloodthirsty slaughter!

Zheng'er hugged her husband like this, and hugged him in a knot.

The winter night was cold, the candle shadow was disillusioned, and the two of them didn't say a word for a long time.

In the darkness of the night, time seems to pass very quickly. I don't know how long it has been, and the retreating wick has reached the point where it must be cut, and the "splitting and crackling" is constantly tying knots of disillusionment and light and darkness in the air.

Xian slowly closed his eyes, then nodded slowly, and a tear slowly rolled down his closed eyelids.

A ray of light and shadow circulate, and the light and dark places of the side that intersect with the shadow intentionally or unintentionally, I saw that the plain face of Zheng'er was unusually calm like stagnant water, which was like a phoenix bathed in fire after thousands of disasters and rebirth!

She didn't move, just maintained the posture of leaning against Li Xianxiang, but her death-like face sank again, her silver teeth bit lightly, and her lips trembled slightly: "Wait...... If one day you are willing to ask me Wei Zheng to turn the situation around, I will definitely be even more rampant than that Zhaozhao Heavenly Dao! ”

This last sentence is in my heart. Silent.......

The crown prince Li Xian appointed his subordinates to quietly strangle Li Chongrun, the king of Shao, and Wu Yanji, the king of Wei, the concubine of the lord of Yongtai.

It was Li Xianhui, the then lord of Yongtai County, who was pregnant with Liujia, so he was temporarily exempted from death and suspended for childbirth.

But even so, this feeling of having a sharp blade hanging over his head and being able to cut it down and take his life without being caught off guard anytime and anywhere is actually not as happy as ending his life with a single knife!

Even if Li Xianshi couldn't bear to face the result of the death of his beloved son and daughter, even if he was deliberately hiding the pitiful fate that was actually in the void, Lan Xinhui, the lord of Yongtai County, was not a fool.

Stimulated by the tragic deaths of her husband and brother, she has already spied on what kind of inescapable fate awaits her after she gives birth! Huge fear and resentment catalyzed her young life, and she recuperated and gave birth a month early.

The fetus she was carrying was less than a month, and the princess was born with a narrow pelvis, so she finally gave birth to a stillborn baby the day after her husband and brother died, and the mother also died of a pearl fetus and a difficult birth!

What a sad scene this is, even after a hundred thousand years of wind and dust, through the mottled history books, vaguely glimpsed a little brow of this period of events at that time, I still can't help but feel sad and trembling!

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When Li Xian ascended the throne in the future, he posthumously presented his son Li Chongrun, who died early, as the crown prince, called Yide. And the tomb is a mausoleum, and the deceased daughter of Pei Cui, the eunuch of the country, is married to the underworld and buried with it.

There is no epitaph in the tomb of Prince Yide, only a jade mourning book, and the calligraphy and painting are filled with gold. All of this is the same courtesy as the Emperor's Mausoleum. There are more than 40 murals in the tomb, and the painting of the triple tower is also only enjoyed by the emperor.

And posthumously crowned the lord of Yongtai as the princess of Yongtai, and reburied the princess, renamed the "tomb" as "mausoleum", and buried it with her husband Wu Yanji.

The word "mausoleum" was placed in ancient times as a special name for the emperor's tomb, and others were not allowed to use it without permission. It can be seen that Li Xianyin is ashamed of his son and daughter, and this shame has been faintly playing tricks and remembering them for many years after their deaths, so he has such a strong move that goes against common sense!

It is precisely in this way that Princess Yongtai is the only princess in Chinese history whose tomb is called the word "mausoleum", and it is famous and real, and the specifications are equal to the emperor.

But the glory of all things that have never been dead has been empty, and now it seems that it will only add to the bone-eating desolation! It's a long period of helpless Zhao Zhao desolation buried in the sky and burial place!.

The slender willow eyebrows and the dark eyes frowned slightly, and then stretched. Wan'er raised her head, swept her eyes slightly towards the secluded sky, and detoured towards the swirling white snowflakes.

Just like the "catkins are not raised by the wind", the dark green darkness is made like a cover by this broken snow, and the mottled snowflakes sprinkled from the canopy can never find the source. Wan'er lowered her eyes.

In what kind of unwarranted accident did these cosmic elves from the vast wilderness encounter in which casual moment did they wilt and condense into tiny ice flowers, that is, they fell into the mortal world so decisively and came belatedly?

I can't think through it, and I don't have to think about it clearly. They only know that they have not violated their hearts; No matter what, there is no violation. That's enough.

"What would you do if it was LONGi this time?" With a little leisure in this snowy weather, Wan'er turned her forehead sideways, and the red plum blossom makeup embroidered on her left forehead flashed with a bright and flowing morning light in this ice and snow, like the most beautiful and warmest red plum blossom in the cold winter.

With a little curiosity, she asked Li Dan, who was standing there, stretching the sleeves of his robe and casually falling like broken snow, so simply gossiping.

A few petals of crystal ice flowers that could not be discerned in their subtle forms were silently dyed against her concubine's lips, and they were touched, eliminated, and destroyed by the thin and void circle of heat that went out along her lips...... She knew that if it was Dan, he would not make the same choice as Xian, and he would definitely not. She has this determination.

Because, she knows him.

The snowflakes like a spring net like weaving a cover followed the momentum of the north wind, and in this moment, they suddenly whistled and swirled from the distance, and tore the sky and the earth apart with the cold broken snow foam. But I don't feel cold, but there is a very thorough and transparent refreshing feeling from the body to the heart, and the whole body is full of excitement, and it seems that those auspicious light pieces of feathers related to the great wilderness of life and the mystery of reincarnation have all been swept away. Suddenly, the spiritual light in his brain moved slightly, and he was inexplicably blessed to his heart.