That ink-colored jade pendant is actually very ordinary, just a square piece of jade. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info hangs in mid-air, and through the light, you can see the faint sunlight. But the emperor still recognized it at a glance, this piece of jade is black jade.

That day, he stood behind her and watched her talk to the little boy. Step by step, she tempted the little boy to take out something. And I don't blame the little boy, and tell him to be a man who is upright and upright. She also bought pastries for the little boy to take home. It was the second time he had seen her, the first time he had seen a woman with such a generous heart.

The emperor took the jade pendant in Ye Tian's hand, and there was a little blood stain on it, it should be Ye Tian. I heard his thin voice coming, "Your Majesty, just bury the ministers here!" Minister...... Ahem...... Willing...... ...... for her Guard...... Ahem...... She...... Target...... Home ......"

"Night sky, night sky, imperial doctor, imperial doctor."

There seemed to be shouting around him, but he didn't seem to be able to hear it. Every time Mo Yu leaves the ghost gate, will he be like him, and the whole world is quiet. He seemed to have seen a lot of things, many people, father, mother, Xiangrong, the emperor, Sikong, Zhongting.

He remembered that the dream of that night, the child in his mother's arms in the dream, was him, he was when he was a child. It turns out that time has changed, and everything has changed. The mother is still the original love, still the original smile, never hate, never resentment.

Finally, what appeared in his sight was Moyu. Mo Yu kept persuading him to let go of his hatred. Now, he's finally let go.

She was still the same beauty, the same softness, the same cleanliness and purity, and she stretched out her hand and reached out to her. Yetian slowly raised his hand, slowly approaching, closer, closer, grabbing her hand. Her hands were still the same small, still the same smooth, the same warm. He smiled genuinely and followed her, slowly walking off into the distance, towards their own world.

"Night sky, night sky." The emperor shook him, watched his eyes slowly close, and watched his hand raised in mid-air fall to the ground in an instant. After that, no matter how much he shook or shouted, he could never wake up. It is said that the man has tears without bullets, but at the last moment when he closed his eyes, two lines of sad tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"Your Majesty, Lord Night has lost too much blood and has already gone." An imperial doctor said without knowing whether he was alive or dead. But seeing the emperor glaring at him with gloomy eyes, he shuddered, but fortunately, someone quickly pulled him away, otherwise, he didn't know if he could still live.

The candles in the mourning hall were flickering, half burned, and there was a "crackling" sound from time to time. The fire in the brazier kept burning, never stopping, and the pieces of dark paper, one by one, lit up Mo Yu's pale little face.

Risheng continued: "Later, the emperor complied with the last wishes of the prince and buried the prince at the foot of the mountain. With his clothes, the whole army was plain, and he carried the coffin all the way back to Beijing. Risheng raised his head, looked at Concubine Li, who was expressionless in front of him, and said: "Niangniang, Gongzi loves you, he wants to let you leave the palace openly, and you don't have to live incognito in the future, he is not lying to you." He once built a courtyard in the house, and the furnishings in it were all things related to you. It was only later that rumors spread that the son was afraid that it would bring disaster to his mother, so he burned it with fire. ”

"What's the point of talking about this now?"

People are dead, what's the point of saying that now? Mo Yu looked at the dark and cold night outside the mourning hall and asked, "What about the people in the mansion?" Why haven't you seen it? ”

"The minions gave them money and let them all disperse. In this mansion, there are only minions and a few old people left, and they have nowhere to go. ”

No wonder I didn't see a figure when I came in, "The master is gone, and this mansion will be taken back by the imperial court soon." When the time comes. You're going to move out too. Is Qinxin Tower still there? ”

"It's still there, Childe has always put the deed here with the minion."

Mo Yu nodded and said, "After this mansion is taken away, you can move there!" At least there's a place to stay. If you don't want to do business and know how to run a teahouse, sell the teahouse, buy a small yard, find a job, and you should be able to get by. If there is really any difficulty, you can go to the Ji Mansion to find the second young master, and he will help you. ”

Risheng nodded slightly and said, "Xie Niangniang." ”

"You are his attendant, and you have been placed on the Wuyan Mountain since childhood. You must know a lot of things, after he left, have you dealt with all those remaining things? ”

Risheng raised his head in surprise, opened his eyes and said nothing. Mo Yu continued: "You don't have to look at me like that, I shouldn't have asked about these things originally, he is already gone, I am afraid that someone will trouble you." ”

That's right, Gongzi is gone, I'm afraid some things will be very tricky, such as the matter of the Northern Han Dynasty, but this matter can't be said to Concubine Li. "It's all dealt with, the master is gone, and we are broken. Fortunately, there are not many people who know our identity, and it is easy to get out. ”

Mo Yu turned his head, "That's good." There's something I want to figure out, and you've got to tell me. ”

"Excuse me, mother."

"What is the relationship between Yetian and the Northern Han Dynasty?"

Which pot is not opened? Risheng's back stiffened, his hands and feet were at a loss, and his eyes were confused. Seeing him like this, Mo Yu said, "Seeing you like this, I guessed it." He's in league with the Northern Han, isn't he? Go ahead! Out of this lobby, I forgot about it. ”

All right! There are some things to tell the mother, so that the mother can also be prepared, so that she will not be harmed by anyone in the future. "Childe is connected with the Northern Han Dynasty, but he has never done anything to hurt his mother."

"You are trapped in Luzhou, is it related to him?" The emperor's personal expedition, what a big thing, the secrecy work must be foolproof, if no one reveals his whereabouts, how can he collapse into an army and be trapped in Luzhou City.

Risheng's hands trembled, his eyes glanced at Mo Yu in front of him, but when he saw that she was looking straight at him, he blurted out in fright, "It's the news revealed by Childe." ”

Sure enough, Guo Wei and Chai Rong ruined his home, and Zhou Guo ruined his home, so he also had to destroy Zhou Guo to pay for his parents' lives. He shouldn't have imagined that she actually invited Fu Yanqing to rescue Luzhou, and her plan was in vain! And how ridiculous it is that he himself died in his own conspiracy.

Looking at the ranking in front of me, my heart was sour. Yetian, some things are predestined, and no one can reverse the consequences of the past life and the present life. Just like in the previous life, he was just the one who covered her with clothes, in this life, they are destined not to be together, otherwise, they will only end up separated by yin and yang.

In the middle of the moon, the time of the child is approaching. Mo Yu stood up and sighed, "I'm leaving, take care of myself, take care of me, and send him on his last journey." ”

Risheng also stood up and said respectfully: "Niangniang also has to take good care of herself, Gongzi said that no matter in heaven or earth, he will bless you and be safe all your life." ”

Peace in my life? Hehe. Mo Yu turned around and walked out the door step by step. When he was born, he couldn't bless her safe, how could he bless her for life when he died?

On the first snow, half a day in the moon, the oath is sounding to the bones. Silk silk, silk entanglement is acacia. The clouds hide in the night, and when you wake up from a dream, the tenderness of the rolls follows the breeze and turns the water eastward. The music is still there, and you don't know where to go. But next to the bridge, the flowers are blooming on the other side, you can drink that bowl of Meng Po soup first?

Mo Yu walked down the bleak street, and after a few hours, the curfew began. The streets were deserted, and the cold wind was blowing, bringing up dust from the ground and dead leaves. The last time she walked back to the palace by herself was last year, when she knew that her mother was dead. This time, it was the night that died. Why are all her most important people dead?

There was a faint aura behind her, and someone was following her. Mo Yu turned around and looked at the empty street behind him, there was nothing but the wind, but dead leaves. But she couldn't feel wrong, someone must be following her. Mo Yu walked a few steps and turned his head, and after a few steps, he turned his head again. The man still didn't appear, and secretly mocked himself in his heart, if he was thinking too much, maybe it was the soul of the night sky that was following her.

Whether it's a human being or a soul, follow it if you love it! Anyway, if there is no murderous spirit, maybe the emperor is afraid that she will run away, and it may be impossible to find someone to follow her.

When I entered the palace, I saw Ma Gonggong waiting at the door, and it looked like he had been waiting for a long time. Seeing her come in, she hurriedly trotted over, saying that the emperor was waiting for her in Qianwen Palace.

Qianwen Palace.

The door of the temple was closed, and the red candles flickered inside, reflecting the figures on the wall. One person holds a pot of wine and a wine bottle, and drinks alone.

The door creaked open, and the cold wind from outside poured into the house through the crack in the door, blowing up the curtains by the window, and dancing clothes. Feeling the cold air, the emperor raised his head and was not surprised to see the person coming, as if her arrival was expected. "Here, come over for a drink!"

Mo Yu was silent, walked slowly to the emperor according to the order, took the wine glass, shook it around, and drank it all. Then he sat on the steps at the emperor's right foot and played with the wine glass in his hand. Before Ye Tian was born, he liked to play with the things in his hand when he was lying.

"I think we drank together, or before April. At that time, I asked the moon for wine, and I talked about everything. I also gave you a name for it, and I know you don't like it, but I just want to be angry with you. Thinking of the name Hongyandrunk, I originally thought that she would have some reaction, but she didn't react at all.

"We used to drink together a lot, so to speak, we got together with wine. He is not a hermit master, but he pretends to be the same as a hermit master, chic and unrestrained, and dissolute. Mo Yu recalled the scene when the two of them drank together, and couldn't help but smile.

The emperor has never seen such a smile, it is beautiful and natural, and it comes from the heart. "I'm a little jealous of him now, why did he see you first?"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on the corner of Mo Yu's mouth disappeared instantly. He is still acting and lying in front of her, he is not idle and tired, and she also feels disgusted. Mo Yu turned his head, and the wine bottle was handed to the emperor. "Pour me another glass!" ”

The emperor was very generous, smiled and poured her a glass of wine. Mo Yu took it and drank it again. Neither of them spoke anymore, and the hall was eerily quiet. I don't know if these two people are enjoying the quiet, or are they embarrassed by the quiet? No one wants to talk anyway.

After a long time, Mo Yu got up, put the wine glass on the table, looked at him with both eyes, and asked solemnly: "Is his death related to the emperor?" ”

Ruying's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the big palm holding the wine jug tightened unconsciously. The flask tilted, and the column-like liquor flowed out of the spout and into the glass, splashing a few drops onto the table. A leisurely voice came out, "What does the concubine think about him will have something to do with me?" Or does Concubine Ai think that I killed him? ”

It's no longer you, me, but me, it's the concubine, it's the concubine, this is the most deserving and authoritative title in this palace.

Staring at her eyes, Mo Yu said lightly, "Really? I thought it would be me who died. ”

The emperor raised his head, his eyes were facing each other, questioning, suspicious, puzzled, angry, murderous, and unbearable. All emotions are clearly expressed through the eyes at this moment, without any words or sound, but it is better than the battle of thousands of troops.

"What would you do if I said yes?" The tall upper body was tilted, and his hands were propped up on the table, and he came to her eyes. At a close distance, breath spilled on each other's skin, and through each other's eyes, they could clearly see their own reflections. Words shot into Moyu's pores, "Kill me to avenge him?" ”

Through the emperor's eyes, Moyu saw herself, covered in red, the color of blood. With a sword in her hand, she stabbed him in the chest, blood snaked down, and she literally killed him and avenged him. But then there were landslides and tsunamis, and she was swept into the water by the huge sea water, and the water poured into her eyes, ears, and mouth, and she couldn't breathe, and she wanted to cry for help, but she couldn't.

Mo Yu suddenly sobered up, and the emperor's eyes, nose, and mouth were still close at hand, and there was no blood, no landslides, and no sea water.

"Tell me, will you?" There was uncertainty and even trembling in the emperor's voice.

Mo Yu turned around slowly, walked down the steps, the night outside the window was dark, the cold wind gusted, Mo Yu closed his eyes, took a deep breath and opened them again, and then said lightly, "No." ”

"Why?"

What can you do if you kill him, you will never achieve the ending she wants, and you can't bring him back to life, everything will not change. Everyone and everything in the world has a predestined ending, and everyone who steps into the mundane will follow the route of fate, and even if there is a deviation, they will be broken back to the right path and go to the established end. "We die because we deserve to die, and we have nothing to do with others."

"Others? In your eyes, have I become someone else? ”

Mo Yu turned around, looked at him expressionlessly, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I used to treat you as my father-in-law, so I can chat with you and live you and laugh." However, his father-in-law would not treat his wife like that. It was you who pushed me away, not me who turned away from you. ”

The emperor sneered and said, "In this way, I still take the blame on myself." ”

Mo Yu turned her head helplessly, she really didn't want to discuss this issue with him anymore, the world of the emperor, she would never understand. "Actually, you're not wrong, according to your status as an emperor, it's natural to want to do this, I'm just an ordinary person. It's like the night sky dying for you, you take it for granted, because it is natural for a courtier to protect the monarch. ”

"Isn't it?"

"Everyone's life belongs to him, and just because he is willing to die for you doesn't mean he should die for you. Life is independent, and no one has the right to ask others to die for him, and of course, no one else has the obligation to die for him. You didn't kill Yetian, so the honor in your bones tells you that he died a well-deserved death. ”

"Hmph." The emperor behind him drank all the wine on the table and said, "How do you know that he was not killed by me, I will tell you now that he was killed by me." ”

Mo Yu shook her head and walked down the stairs. "You didn't kill people, I know."

When he walked to the door, the emperor's voice sounded behind him. The voice was not loud, but it was cold to the bone, "Ji Moyu, in my eyes, you are less than one-tenth of him, if I kill ten of you, I can exchange him for him, I will kill you without hesitation." ”

This is him, ruthless. Mo Yu opened the door, and the cold wind hit her face, causing bursts of tingling, but she didn't feel the pain, on the contrary, there was a trace of comfort in her psychology.

"Ji Moyu, you remember to me, as my woman, even if I don't love you, you must stay in this palace until you are old. Even after death, your coffin can only be placed next to me. ”

knows, even if you are a ghost, you can only be a ghost of his Chai Rong. Your Majesty, you didn't kill him, it's fine.

The disappearance of a person represents the end of a story, which has come to an unsatisfactory end. Tomorrow, a new story begins, and the cycle repeats. A person's life is just one story after another. (To be continued.) )