Xuanyuan Dynasty Chapter:

Xi Chao almost didn't remember a little, he didn't quite remember what the high-spirited and peerless self looked like, he only remembered the cold body of his parents, the crying face of his family, and the remorseful face of An Ping, this is the last year that Xi Chao spent at the border, and now he will decide whether to avenge his parents. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Holding the letterhead sent by An Ping tightly in his hand, every word was firmly engraved on his heart, but the soldiers and people kneeling in front of him did not allow him to take a step back.

"General, the emperor is heavy-handed, and now he has retreated from the foreign enemy, but this internal trouble cannot but be eliminated." The deputy general on the side of the painstaking persuasion, yes, the emperor is incompetent, the people of the world are not happy, even if they retreat from foreign enemies, what can they do? Except for the internal troubles, the incident of harmony three years ago will still happen.

"Please the general save us, please the general save us." In the end, I still decided to rebel and save this Li people, so I knew that I would hurt Anping, but I would make amends, and I would make up for everything.

Xuanyuan Xichao always thought like this, and when he hugged her at the celebration banquet in the Golden Palace, he always said sorry in his heart, and always said that I would make it up and be good to you. But when I held her fallen body, her body that was gradually cold, I knew I was wrong,

She said:

"Xichao, I owe you two lives, and it took you three years to get them back. Now I owe another one, but it seems that it will never be repaid. ”

"Xichao, under the peach blossom tree that year, your Bai Ze's hands are warm and powerful, you probably don't know, that day was the death day of my mother's concubine, she was watching me on that mountain, at that time I thought you were given to me by my mother, but now, I can no longer hold your hand."

"Xichao, it's been three years, I think about you to the bone, do you miss me a little bit?"

I know that I will never be able to hold her again, that I will never find her again, that no one will ever think of me again, and that no one will ever shake this cold heart again. I built a tomb under the palace, and she was still by my side every day, even if she didn't say a word or move, but I would still talk to her.

On that day, a Taoist priest came to me and said that he could let me see her again, and I did as he said, and put a spell on Anping's body, so that everyone moved out of Kyoto and changed its name to the old capital, and let the soldiers collect all the things about Anping in the world, whether it was portraits or ornaments and clothes, these belonged to me, the only one that belonged to me.

Later, I didn't know what I was looking for, but I knew that I was looking for someone, someone who had been waiting for me, and when I recovered all my memories on the day of the straight road, I began to regret it again, and I tied her up for another three hundred years, making her lonely, lonely, and adrift for three hundred years, and hurt her again and again. I didn't dare to see her, I could only watch her in a dark corner, I could only sit on the edge of the bed and watch her in the dead of night, but she was lying in my arms again, and I thought, so be it, so be it, let it be so, let her go, I don't want her to suffer anymore.

I went to find Xuanyuan Guang, I know that these years of powerful life have made him have a peep on the throne, I don't want to stay in the emperor's house anymore, I exchanged the position of the prince for the Situ family, and burned down the palace of King Chen and took them to the old capital, and some of the people who were unwilling to leave in the old capital are also gone, and now the old capital is no longer populated except for the royal people who come every year. I asked Han Lao to change the strange formation outside the old capital, and no one has entered the old capital since then.

I handed over Zi Yi to Han Lao, since then she is no longer the princess of the Xuanyuan family, renamed Situ Zi Xu, I left home in Burning Cloud Temple, but built a small temple in the old capital, every day in addition to chanting and chanting Buddha, I will go to Taoshan to find her, chat with her, weed Taoshan Occasionally, Mo Lian and Zi Yi will come to pay tribute to her, will accompany her for a long time, will tease King Chen's child, but sigh is not sister-in-law, will be obediently called Situ Yuan's father. She will also bring the little uncle Shanyuan of the Burning Cloud Temple to accompany me to recite the scriptures and recite the Buddha, but she always looks at the direction where Yan'er is buried in a daze, I know that in this life, we can't escape the shackles of that person, in fact, it is just that we have tortured ourselves.