Wedges are red
September 11, according to legend, this day is the day of the reunion of the Wisteria Fairy and the Red Leaf Fairy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
I stood in front of the sunlit court, and when I looked up, everything was still the same, the air was fresh and the scenery was picturesque.
After he left, I would stand in front of the temple every day, looking far to the north, which was the direction in which he led his troops.
He said that the day we returned to Beijing was the time when we got married. I'm looking forward to that.
I was looking forward to his early return and his marriage to me, but I never imagined that a month later, the news came that he had collaborated with the enemy and treason, and that he had been defeated and ambushed.
Bad news fell from the sky, and my heart ached so much that I almost fainted. But I must not fall, because only I can get justice for him.
With a long sword in my hand, I walked out of the palace quickly, and walked straight to the Tianji Hall where the ministers worshipped.
On the way, the guards wanted to stop me, but they didn't dare to get close because I was the emperor's favorite sister.
So, I took a step forward, and they took a step back, until they finally came to the Heavenly Pole Temple.
My Third Emperor Brother, he sat upright on the dragon chair, solemn and majestic.
Seeing me breaking into the palace with my sword, instead of being angry, he asked the guards to retreat and let me enter the palace.
The guards withdrew from the outside of the hall, and the civil and military officials also moved left and right to make way for me.
I hurried inside, my eyes full of vendetta and grief, and I rushed to the palace like that, and forced myself in front of the imperial brother.
"Why, why are you so cruel, cruel enough to kill Ming Ye, cruel enough to kill everyone in the Marquis of Anping."
The imperial brother slowly got up and waved everyone back. He looked at me with a calm face and no ripple in his voice.
"He collaborated with the enemy and treason, intending to rebel, if I don't kill him, my Yuling world will fall into the hands of the Yue people, Yan'er, the imperial brother is also a last resort."
"As a last resort," I stepped back, sneering on my face, "a last resort." ββ
"If it weren't for the night, the mountains and rivers of Yuling would have been trampled all over by the Yue people. If it weren't for tomorrow night, Ling Anhou's plot to rebel against the monarch would have succeeded. If it weren't for tomorrow night, how would you be able to sit on this dragon chair today? β
"He was loyal to Yuling and treated his friends with all sincerity, but you killed him."
"You are right, he resists strong enemies outside and quells rebellions inside, he is an invincible hero in the hearts of the people of Yuling."
At this point, the royal brother's emotions became excited.
"However, because of this, if the people only know that there is a victorious general today, who still remembers me as the emperor."
"So what," the royal brother was emotional, and I raised my voice, "Tomorrow night with a heavy army, and he has won the hearts of the people, if he really wants to rebel, how can you sit on the throne today." β
"Yan'er, the imperial brother is the king of a country, and he can't be controlled by anyone, An Mingye's existence is like a giant hand choking the throat of the imperial brother, if the imperial brother wants to sleep peacefully, he can only cut off this giant hand, do you understand."
"I don't understand," I raised my hand suddenly, and the blade of my sword pointed directly at the throat of the imperial brother, "What did you promise the imperial sister, and what did you promise me, have you forgotten?" β
"I haven't forgotten, I have taken every word of the imperial sister to heart, and everything I promised you is also in my heart."
"Then why are you doing this, why?" I was emotional, and my hand holding my sword was shaking.
"I know you won't forgive me, if you want to avenge him, you can do it."
The Imperial Brother stepped forward slightly, the sharp blade cutting through the skin of his neck, and bright red blood spilled from the wound.
It was as if I saw the night, that he was pierced through the heart by arrows, that he fell off a cliff, that he never recovered.
I was still not ruthless enough, and I withdrew my sword with a sneer in my eyes. Then, he left suddenly.
I wandered within the walls of the palace that the world looked up to, lonely and lonely.
This imperial city, which is the envy of the world, I don't know how much bloody wind and blood it has verified, and how many flesh and blood cannibalism have been seen. Now, it's finally happening to me.
Three years ago, I understood what a ruthless emperor family is.
Now, three years later, I understand what it means to be a hero since ancient times.
If it weren't for my own experience, I would never have believed that my kind-hearted and indisputable Third Emperor Brother would have become as cruel and ruthless as he is today.
Once upon a time, even if it was a flower or a grass, as long as it was what I liked, the royal brother would take care of it carefully and dare not slack off.
Seeing me crying, even if it is a coquettish scoundrel in the name of crying, the royal brother can't help but feel distressed.
However, I could never have imagined that now, with his own hands, he would devise a conspiracy to put the man I love most to death.
The person I love the most died unjustly, knowing who the murderer of him was, and knowing that the murderer who killed him was by my side, but I couldn't wash away his grievances, let alone avenge him.
How ridiculous my life is, the people who love me the most have destroyed my happiness with their own hands.
The man who kept saying that he was willing to wait for me all his life, deceived me, lied to me, and forced my most beloved person to death.
I was too stupid and naΓ―ve, I should have known that the people sitting on the dragon chair had the blood of their loved ones on their hands.
In front of the imperial power, flesh and blood affection is just a joke, and friendship is just a game.
The only remaining illusion of warmth in my heart, in the face of the selfish desire for power, instantly collapsed and rotted into mud.
Thinking of this, my sneer spread throughout the court.
From the Tianji Hall to the Zhaohua Palace, I have walked this road countless times, and this time is the last.
All the beauty and sweetness of the past is like a colorful dream, once pierced by reality, leaving only bloodstained bubbles.
From then on, there is no more blood thicker than water, no more unswerving love, and no more friendship.
My dearest sister married away from home. My beloved man, wronged.
At this point, there is no one around me who loves me the most, and there is no one who loves me the most, I have no support, no care, no love in life, and no fear in death.
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Wisteria flowers are still blooming, beautiful as a fairyland, bright as clouds.
I stood under the wisteria flowers, staring at the illusory beauty in the distance, at the tragic death of tomorrow night.
Then, with a smile on his face, he drew his sword and killed himself. And just like that, I ended my life with the sword he had made for me.
Sorry for tomorrow night.
As I said, if you die on the battlefield, I will never live alone, and now, you have died unjustly and tragically, and I have no power to bring you back to life, so I can only go with you.
But can I really see you after I die?
Some people say that when a person dies, he will become a ghost and fall into samsara. It is also said that when a person dies, he will only turn into white bones and rot into mud.
I don't know which sentence is true, so I can only hope for it from the bottom of my heart.
If there is really a soul, tomorrow night, on Huangquan Road, by the bridge, you must wait for me.
At the last moment of losing consciousness, I seemed to see the bright night, and he flew towards me from the other side of the clouds, so far away, but so clear.
I reached out to him with the last of my strength, smiling with tears in my eyes.