Chapter 166: Three Days, Three Lives, Three Worlds (End of Volume 2)
Note 3: Mistakes and omissions, I waited to revise them, there were too many words, tears were painful, and my eyes were big and I couldn't see.
Note 2: There is a lot of more today, if there is no change at this time tomorrow, it is Erjin who has taken a leave of absence, and I will see it the day after tomorrow. The child at home is sick and gets an intravenous drip in the hospital, it's not easy to be a mother.
Note 1: Happy birthday to Ameow Nishimiya! Boom!
Trust me and follow me......
The third volume of "Red Makeup" let's continue. I believe that Erjin is my mother's, look at it, if it is a brick, the trouble is lighter, there are always ups and downs on purpose, a little abuse and pleasure, a relationship that can be more precious than life to be sublimated, it must be at the cost of life.
So, it can't end.
Then I thought, if the story ends here, will someone come to my house with a knife and stab me? Or stab a villain at home and curse me for having no love, no love......
Erjin touched his chin and cried profusely.
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(End of Volume 2)
His three days were three lives and three lives.
His day was longer than his life.
But he has no regrets.
That stone chair brought the woman he loved most in his life, and this stone building was going to sink into darkness forever, burying his body.
He finally slowly sat down on the ground, looked at the closed stone wall for a long time, and fell into silenceβone-book-read-novel{y}{b}{d}{u}.
The stone wall was restored to its original state, and the stone building sank a little more, and it was no longer visible where it had just been.
He tried to break it a few times, but nothing moved.
The wheel seems to have reached its point and can no longer turn.
The roar slowly faded away.
Perhaps it was because the fog was too heavy, and his handsome and pale face was blurred.
His eyes, without moving direction, stared at the closed stone wall without blinking.
He didn't stop in his hand, still breaking the wheel.
The man said that it could only be used once, so it seemed that it could not be turned on completely.
Zhao Zhu's upper body was bare, all the muscles on his body were sweaty, he turned the iron wheel vigorously, looked at the direction of the stone chair that was no longer visible, and suddenly heard a "click", and the stone door where the stone chair was placed was closed.
The heat wave in the boiling water came up one by one.
The iron chain, which had not been running for a long time, made a piercing "quack" sound.
I also hope that he can take good care of his Ah Qi.
He pursed his lips and tilted his head, hoping that Dongfang Qingxuan would still be in the open room.
The stone chair rises higher and higher.
"Ah Qi, I will always be on the Nai He Bridge, waiting for you, you live well, live enough to come to me again. I've been there. β
He looked at it, a smile on his lips.
The wheel swirled, and the stone chair slowly roseβ
Lap and lap.
Time waits for no one, he looked at the fainted woman, supported the last bit of strength, put her body into the stone chair, afraid that her body would slide into the machine scraper after she was unconscious, he took off his clothes again, tore into strands of cloth, tied her waist to the stone chair, tied a slipknot, looked at her quietly for a moment, and put the mahogany mirror into her arms. Then, he pinched her hard, took two steps back, and put his hands on the iron wheel.
"Ah Qi, Ye lied to you again."
Then, before her hand fell, his wrist was grabbed by him, he moved his mouth, and said "Ah Qi, I'm sorry, I'll change you this time, next time", and then, his palm fell, cut directly at her neck, and in her terrified gaze, he grabbed her and walked towards the ladder.
If only one can live, she hopes that it will be Zhao Bottle.
She had to knock him unconscious before she could get him up.
His dark eyes stared at her deeply, and he slowly closed his eyes. Xia Chuqi glanced at the ladder on the side, felt the speed of the stone tower sinking intensify, suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed his chin, and the silver needle in his hand that had been stolen from his lock guard wrist before was directly inserted into his head.
Zhao Zun said, "Okay." β
"Master, you close your eyes first, I want to kiss you before I die."
Xia Chuqi pouted, did not close his eyes, only clenched his wrist and smiled lightly.
"Aren't we going to die together? I missed the opportunity just now, and I'll come back this time. β
"Do what?"
"Ah Qi, close your eyes."
Zhao Zhu kept staring at her eyes, smiled when he heard the words, and stroked her face.
ββ¦β¦ Too ruthless, right? Can't you say something nice? β
"Then let you reincarnate."
"What if I'm ugly in the next life?"
"Beauty."
"Zhao Nineteen, do you think I'm beautiful?"
At this time, her eyes narrowed slightly, and in the thicker and thicker hot mist, she asked him.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, both of them looked indifferent, and discussed death with a relaxed comfort.
"Yes, it's going to be ruined."
"Looks like this place is going to be ruined."
"yes, it's hot." He said.
"It's a hot place." She said.
The speed at which the stone tower descended was also much faster than before. In the case of severe weakness, even if it is swayed slightly, it seems that the ground is shaking, and people are scattered.
At this time, the bottom of the stone building is close to the boiling water, shaking even more, the boiling water downstairs, as if bubbling with bubbles of boiling soup, "gurgling" sound non-stop, such as fierce waves, such as thunderbolts, such as the wind blowing the face, and the hot flashes in the room, reached the limit of bearing, two people are so hot that they sweat back, as if they will be steamed alive in the next second.
"I can walk on my own."
Both of them turned at the same time, no longer looking at the ladder that led to life. Zhao Ru put his arm around her waist and wanted to hug her, but she firmly refused, shook her head, put her palm on his left wrist as if nothing, and smiled calmly.
"Good. Die together. β
Xia Chuqi looked at him in a daze, and then chuckled.
"I won't leave you."
"Master?!" She wondered how he reacted.
"Ah Qi......" The eyes of the two people collided in the air, he squinted slightly, and calmly stroked her hair, "Don't be afraid." Don't worry, if only one person survives, why not die together? β
And Zhao Zun is very smart, she doesn't need her to explain, she also understands how the ladder operates, and her eyes are fixed.
With a pair of cold eyes, she looked at Zhao Bottle, and made a decision in an instant.
"Zhao Nineteen ......"
She was dizzy and frightened.
What's even more chilling is that in the next moment, the Huiguang Huizhao Building began to crash and shake.
The joy of accumulation is like being poured with a basin of cold water.
"Zhao Nineteen ......"
One sits on a stone chair, and the other pushes the wheel.
There are two of them, and only one can leave.
To be more precise......
Just on the edge of the rock wall, there was a huge iron wheel that looked like a big car steering wheel. This thing controls the iron chain and the rotating shaft, that is to say, this "ladder" needs artificial power to turn it, so as to pull the iron chain in the stone wall, so as to achieve the purpose of sending the person on the stone chair to the opening room.
This is not a real elevator, and it cannot be controlled by electricity.
But the only problem is that-
This is clearly a miniature version of the elevator, or she uses the principle of an elevator or a winch, above this stone wall, there must be a drum with an iron shaft, and the iron rope is wound around the drum to lift the stone chair and let it be towed to the "open room" exit.
Looking at this "ladder" device, Xia Chuqi was completely stunned.
"This ......?"
"Hmm." Zhao Zhu did not hesitate, and directly broke the stone box. Sure enough, in a "crunching" sound, the stone wall moved slowly, revealing a square corridor. The two of them looked over and saw that there was very little space inside, and only a stone chair was placed. And what connected the stone chair was several thick and long iron chains.
"Quick, Zhao Shijiu, time is running out."
Xia Chuqi held the "Golden Seal and Jade Letter" and looked at it happily, and after reading the letter, the whole person seemed to be re-injected into the activity, and the spirit came again.
"Ah Qi, there is a way to live."
Zhao Zhu's grim face was bright.
"Remove the stone box, there is a corridor. There is a ladder in the corridor. The ladder leads directly to the 'open room' exit and can only be used once. After a lifetime, the stone door is closed and the iron shaft is destroyed. β
She was in a trance, but Zhao Tuo saw another silk book in the box, only to see that it was written.
At this time, what's the use of getting this book?
A pair of deep-set eyes were green, and Xia Chuqi stroked the book back and forth, surprised, happy and sad.
"Ancestor, are you scaring me?"
Xia Chuqi opened his mouth slightly, shocked and couldn't close it.
"Golden Seal Jade Letter?"
It was a round night pearl, slowly unscrew it, there was a stone chiseled black lacquer box inside, probably a little old, and it was damp here, the outside of the stone box was slightly moldy, but the waterproof measures inside were excellent, and an ancient book wrapped in silk was placed in the middle of the box, and there was no damage at all.
It was too late to finish the next joy, Zhao Tuo got up and dressed her, carefully took her hand, and walked to the stone wall that was moving a little bit.
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"Desperate for life? Father! β
Xia Chuqi's mind was chaotic, stunned for a moment, and then surprised.
What do you mean?
"Yin and Yang are difficult to be poor, and the second to return to the hometown is nineteen palaces. If you can reach the yin and yang principles, heaven and earth are in the palm of your hand. This place is three feet away from boiling water, and there is still a quarter of an hour left, and the stone building will sink in its entirety, congratulations, you are not far from death. However, I like to give people the surprise of being in a desperate place, unscrew the night pearl, and there will be great benefits for you. β
I saw that when the Huiguang Huizhao Building and the stone wall staggered again, just when the Huiguang Huizhao Building was about to fall into the boiling water, an inscription embedded with the night pearl appeared on the stone wall again, and there were words chiseled on it.
He didn't look at her, but at the stone wall beside him.
She opened her eyes hesitantly.
"Zhao Nineteen?"
She stopped looking at him, slowly closed her eyes, and waited for death to come under his wave of fiery attacks...... However, the pain in her fantasy never arrived, and in a happy hoarse voice, she found the person on her body and suddenly stopped.
"Okay."
"I'm alive fast." She smiled at him with a beautiful smile, leaned into his broad arms, and exposed a thin white neck, "Knife the neck artery." β
"Okay."
"Zhao Nineteen, hold my hand tightly."
A happy event, dimly, with the despair of dying, with the determination to go to the Yellow Spring together, under the catalysis of a hundred beautiful lives in the stone room, like smoke and fog, added a layer of hazy and warm color. She didn't even have the strength to tremble, her lips opened slightly, and she watched him pant for air rapidly, and reached out to grasp his hand.
"Zhao Nineteen ......"
"Hey!" He seemed to be unable to stand her noise at this time, he lowered his head, blocked her lips strongly, and kissed her fiercely, she was powerless to move, her physical strength was almost exhausted, compared with his strength, one sky, one earth, only squinted slightly, felt that he was extremely ruthless at this time, kissed her lips, and was in pain, kissing her heart trembling.
"Zhao Nineteen ......"
"Okay."
"On the bridge, if you arrive first, remember to wait for me. Let's go over and kill Meng Po together, go to reincarnation together, and be husband and wife again in the next life. β
Confused eyes, looking at him fixedly, she added.
"Okay."
Seeing that he was speechless, she smiled again, "I have no regrets for lying to you." The house is full of gold, the appearance is good, hehe, I have fulfilled both wishes. Zhao 19, the two of us will go to Huangquan together. β
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She laughed, "I'm going to die, and the money hasn't been spent." β
"Ah Qi, what other regrets do you have?"
"Yes." He kissed her gently, his eyes focused and warm, his Adam's apple slid up and down, as if holding back the emotions in his heart, and for a moment, he carefully lifted her slender chin, as if to see her clearly, remember her appearance, and his rough fingers slowly stroked almost greedily.
She looked at the face in front of her, her eyes slowly blurred, and her voice was so weak that she was almost weak, "Zhao Shijiu, if you die like this, we will definitely be lovers in our next life." β
When you revel, you die at the hands of your own man, and it's beautiful.
She knew very well that this time, she really couldn't survive. Now I feel dehydrated, my brain is fainting, and if I continue to starve, even if I don't starve to death, I will fall into boiling water. Instead of suffering from those sore spots, why not choose a better way to die while you still have some strength now?
"Zhao Nineteen!" She took a breath and felt that this man's physical strength was really extraordinary. Holding his neck, she didn't resist, or rather, at this time, her whole person was extremely weak, and she was powerless to resist.
I didn't expect him to answer so happily, Xia Chuqi's eyes lit up, and he looked at him without blinking, but saw that he really untied his body, showed her his strong and strong body, and then reached out, hugged her tightly, and slowly pressed her against the stone slab.
"Ye is with you."
"You agree?"
"So...... Seems to be good. β
Zhao Zhu's dark eyes deepened and he smiled deeply.
Pulling her neckline, she put on a straight face and said very seriously, "I don't want to starve to death, let alone be boiled to death, can you be happy with you with me...... Well, give me a knife when I'm at my best. In this way, even if I die, I will be with you, and this way of dying must be the most beautiful in the world. β
"Huh?" He bowed his head and stroked her hair," he said. β
"Zhao Shijiu, I have a proposal."
Shallow bent her lips, she leaned over and pressed her face against his, her long eyelashes on his, blinking, winking, looking at his enlarged handsome face with a smile.
Again and again, and looking forward to it again.
But now she found that it was addictive.
I thought that when my wish was fulfilled, there would be no more expectations.
In the past, she was looking forward to further her relationship with Zhao Shijiu.
This is truly a staggering discovery. No matter how much time passed, she still couldn't resist Zhao Shijiu's eyes looking at her so intently, as long as he looked at her like this, there was a burning abnormality in her heart.
Meeting his fiery eyes and looking at the smile on his lips, Xia Chuqi realized what he meant. Her heart was "pounding", and she suddenly sighed faintly.
"What kind of death does Ah Qi like?"
"Zhao Nineteen, you said starvation or boiling, which one is more terrifying? Otherwise, let's ...... Wouldn't it be easier to die in another way? β
Twelve hours, she and Zhao Nineteen sat down like this? Why does time pass so quickly? She still has a lot to say and a lot to do. Blinking, she looked at Zhao Zhu's slightly darkened face weakly.
She screamed, her heart clenching.
"So fast?"
"About half an hour."
She raised her eyelids weakly, "Zhao Shijiu, how long is left?" β
My stomach is not angry, and I have grunted countless times.
"Gollum ......"
I don't know how long it took, but the two of them stayed where they were. At the beginning of summer, Qikou was dry and irritable, and felt that the space was getting hotter and hotter, almost like being roasted by the fire, wet and dry, and there was a lack of water inside the body, but the space was full of humidity and stuffiness, which was extremely fatal.
Hot, hot, hot!
Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!
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In the past, in order to maintain his figure, Xia Chuqi also learned to lose weight, and there was no shortage of food at that time. Now that she thinks about those days of violent destruction, she regrets it. If there is a table of food in front of her, if God gives her another chance, she must eat a lot and eat a lifetime of energy to fight hunger.
Hunger is a thing that really kills people.
The two of them laughed a few words, and they didn't have any strength.
"Haha, Zhao Nineteen, you disgusting thing."
"Oh? How to clean up? He reached over and hugged his petite body, his eyes were deep and deep, and his lips were raised, with a slight hint of urgency, "Ah Qi, you are so beautiful, every time I see you, I really want to eat your grandma." β
Thinking of the long past, seeing him smiling so happily, Xia Chuqi also grinned, smiling very proudly, "Fortunately, Zhao Shijiu, you really treat me well." Otherwise, I'll clean you up like this. β
"Ah Qi, you...... The same method, twice? β
Zhao Jun couldn't hold back and chuckled.
"I spent another week imitating his writing, and then I stuffed a love letter in his name in our homeroom teacher's office, and the content was still the same, Teacher, you are so beautiful, every time I see you, I want to eat your grandmother. Haha, ridiculous isn't it? β
"How?"
Still jealous at this time? Xia Chuqi rolled his eyes, "What do you like, a little fart kid who is still foaming with snot." At that time, I was only 12 years old, and I didn't know what liking was, but I was embarrassed to reject others when I saw my classmates like this...... Here's the point, guess what I did with him later? β
He raised an eyebrow, "Do you like him?" β
"Zhao Shijiu, what's wrong with you?"
Turning her face sideways and looking at him, she couldn't help but wonder.
She asked for a long time and found that the man next to her did not say anything.
Speaking of this, she seemed to think it was funny, snorted, and said: "At the age of twelve, I tasted the feeling of 'falling out of love' for the first time. Haha, it's the first time I know that a person's hatred can be remembered for so long. Isn't it funny that you say this? β
"Later, when I was in junior high school, this boy was still in the same class and table with me, and one day, he said that she liked me...... So, I received my first love letter. At that time, I lacked love, girls are pursued, I secretly rejoiced, so I copied a lyric for him, saying that I also like him. As a result, he pasted the letter on the blackboard, and I was watched......"
"At that time, I thought this was already a very vicious way to rectify people, but for our teacher, it was just a prank of a naughty little boy, and she criticized the boy fiercely, so forget it. However, looking at his innocent crying nose, I was also relieved. β
Looking at Zhao Zhu's broken gong and smiling, Xia Chuqi raised his eyebrows.
ββ¦β¦ Ha. β
She pursed her mouth speechlessly, gave him a "Master, you think too much" expression, and a smile rose at the corner of her lips, "At that time, we like to draw an ugly picture on paper and stick it on people's backs, so that he doesn't know, but he can make the whole class laugh at him." But I didn't do that, I spent a week imitating his handwriting, and then stuffed a love letter in his handwriting and his name in the homeroom teacher's lesson plan. The content of the love letter is, Teacher, you are so beautiful, every time I see you, I really want to eat your grandmother. β
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"Killed?"
Her eyes showed a touch of cunning, and Zhao Zhu looked at her coldly.
"Hey, it seems like I hit this position, but I'm small, I didn't leave a scar, and then I slowly forgot about it. But, guess what, what did I do to that little boy? β
Speaking of this, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and raised her hand with difficulty to touch the place on her forehead, and her eyes were slightly startled.
"Zhao Shijiu, I'll also tell you the story of when I was six years old, right? That year, I was still having a big runny nose, I was still thin, I was the youngest in the class, and there were always boys bullying me. Once in the morning class, I was a little late, when I ran into the classroom, the shoelaces were loosened, and a boy deliberately stepped on my shoelaces when I ran past, I fell on the spot and slammed my forehead on the desk, knocked unconscious, and had three stitches......"
In the sparse glimmer of the night pearl, she looked at his face carefully.
Xia Chuqi hugged him tightly.
Seeing her choking, he pinched her nose and sighed, "Ah Qi, I never regret anything, only a little regret about one thing." I thought that there would be many days to come, and I could get along with you. But who knows, the heavens will not fulfill the wishes of the people, and there are only twelve hours left......"
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"At that time, you came, and I couldn't call you aunt?"
He looked sideways and raised his eyebrows seriously.
"Zhao Nineteen, I hope that at that time, I can be by your side, let me meet, I can't kill them, I ......"
In those years, Leng Yue in the palace, a small child, secretly climbed into the dog cave to see his biological mother, but he didn't dare to call her, he could only describe her appearance with his eyes, and could only shout a few "mothers" silently in the dark, and in the daytime, in front of people, he had to pretend to be indifferent and distant at a young age, only close to Queen Zhang, and never get closer to family affection.
He needed a hug, she thought.
She let out a breath and hugged him tightly with all her might.
"Zhao Shijiu, how did you come here?"
But Xia Chuqi can imagine what it is like for a six-year-old prince to be killed by his father, who has always spoiled him, and has since become the laughing stock of the palace people. Even if he said that Empress Zhang treated him well, how good could he be? is not her own son, or the son of her husband and another woman, that good, more, just to achieve her good name.
As always, his slightly drooping eyes are bottomless.
Zhao didn't answer.
"But......" her mind grew heavier and her voice became more and more hoarse, "he will never know what you have to do to gain the admiration of his father." Right? β
She frowned on the side, but he remained indifferent, "As you said, time flies, time passes, he is older, and nothing is light. When he sees me, he will slowly show his appreciation, especially later, when I grow up, I am more and more like him, I have won more and more battles, and I have become Emperor Hongtai's favorite old nineteen ......"
How difficult it was for him......
At a young age, he experienced the most brutal fight in the world.
Listening to him talk about the past slowly, looking at his handsome face without emotion, she suddenly understood why Zhao Zhu didn't want to be the emperor, and why he had such indifferent eyes.
At the beginning of summer, the seven fingers trembled slightly.
"But they are so stupid, when a man loves a woman, everything is good about her. He could deny everything about her, but others couldn't. Especially since that man is still an emperor. I just found a suitable time to let my mother see them bullying me, and then let my father see my mother's tears of grievance, it was enough...... That night, many people died in the palace. Since then, no one has dared to mention that matter. β
"But you know, I don't have such a temperament, just a prince who was picked up to a high place and then fell to the ground...... In that incident, my father also avoided me, no longer beckoned, no longer asked about my homework, and the ladies would point fingers when they saw me, and even the palace maids and eunuchs who had some faces dared to chew a few words in front of me. β
"Who knows?" Zhao Zhu's voice was cold, and he curled his lips as if he didn't have anything, "Many people say that I look very similar to my father and emperor, and my temperament is also similar, especially Cui Yingda, that old eunuch is a person who can come to things, maybe because of the benefits of my mother's concubine, every time he sees me, he will say it like this." said too much, and my father agreed. β
"Hmm." She nodded.
"Whose son?"
She didn't finish asking, she paused, but he smiled.
Xia Chuqi saw his light and breezy appearance, and the curiosity in her heart swelled to the extreme, but when she asked this sentence, it was so difficult, "Then Zhao Nineteen, ...... are you?" β
"Perhaps."
Zhao Zhu raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal.
She thought, if she didn't love, how could an emperor tolerate such a thing? Keeping a portrait of the emperor of the previous dynasty is enough to be a capital crime. What's more, Concubine Gong still misses him and bluntly says that there is "husband and wife love"?
"Speaking of which, your father loves your mother."
"Later, she became pregnant again. is a younger brother who died at birth, and later, she had Azusa Tsuki...... Ziyue is a princess, and her father is ecstatic and treats her like a treasure. Since then, Ziyue has become the treasure of the Dayan Palace. And I'm growing up......"
Seeing her soft in his arms, he straightened her with both arms, his voice was hoarse, but calm, as if he was only telling other people's stories, "The harem is a place where people eat people, and if you see a lot, you will understand." Without a son, she is just a beautiful woman, without a background in the court, and will not pose a threat to anyone. No matter how much the emperor favors her, he will not attract envy and hatred and cause death. β
"You're so young, how can you have such a scheming?"
But there was a severe lack of water in her body, and she couldn't cry anymore.
Xia Chuqi's eyes stinged.
"Zhao Nineteen ......"
He said, "I asked the little eunuch to dig a dog's hole in her bedchamber. In the dead of night, sneak in to see her......"
Xia Chuqi's eyelids were astringent, "Why do you know this?" β
"Before that incident, she didn't give my father a good look...... But after that incident, she was always obedient to him, and in order to save my life, she was afraid that he would be angry, so she secretly ended me. β
"Every time she came to the Middle Palace to ask Empress Zhang for peace, I deliberately avoided it and didn't meet her. I don't give her a good face anymore, I only call Queen Zhang as the queen mother, call her the concubine Niangniang, no longer call her the mother, even if it is inevitable at the palace banquet, I don't want to look at her more. She always cried alone in the palace, and when her father didn't go, she cried even harder. But every time she cried, when my father was gone, she would spend an hour putting on her makeup and then smiling at him. β
Frowning, she didn't ask him, just looked at his handsome face and listened to him mumble to himself.
At the beginning of the summer, his heart hurt.
"She could have lived a better life without her son."
It was a long time before he spoke, his voice hoarse.
Zhao Zhu didn't answer her right away.
Xia Chuqi's eyes moved slightly, "So, you are estranged from Concubine Gong?" β
"Probably my father really loved my mother very much, and under the influence of Empress Zhang, he finally spared my life. But my mother is not allowed to raise me anymore. Subsequently, I was taken to the Middle Palace by Empress Zhang, as if nothing had happened, I just changed my mother. Empress Zhang raised me up, and she treated me well. β
"It was Queen Zhang who saved me, she interceded for my mother, and she also found the stable woman who delivered me back then. Wen Po confirmed that with her decades of experience, she could be sure that I was born prematurely and not at term......"
Turning around, he pinched her nose and sighed helplessly.
Sure enough, Zhao Zhu's always cold face couldn't collapse.
Xia Chuqi rolled his eyes and deliberately made him laugh.
"As a result, are you dead?"
"My mother knelt on the ground, and kept clarifying, pleading, cursing and swearing that I was his son. But since ancient times, the emperor has not lacked a son, and it is even more impossible for him to raise the son of an old enemy, and he will raise a tiger in the future. He would rather kill by mistake than let ...... go."
All grievances turned out to be due to suspicion.
It was only now that she finally knew what was going on.
Caught in the story, it seems that even the hunger pangs have been reduced.
The wind leaked in his heart, and Xia Chuqi raised his eyebrows.
"But although her father was reluctant to let her die, he couldn't tolerate the son of the last emperor of the previous dynasty."
Although he knew that Concubine Gong was not dead, Xia Chuqi was relieved when he heard this. However, before the qi fell, he heard Zhao Zhu say again.
After a slight pause, he smiled without waiting for Xia Chuqi to ask, "Although the poem on the portrait is indeed the handwriting of my mother, my father loves her very much, and he is still reluctant to let her die while he is furious." β
"My mother confessed that the portrait was kept by her. Because the emperor treated her very well, the two were husband and wife, and she just wanted to leave a thought. But that poem ...... She didn't ask for it. β
"And then?"
Thinking of that scene, Xia Chuqi sweated for Concubine Gong.
Zhao Bottle glanced at her, the corners of his lips raised, as if sighing, "If you don't understand it at all, that's it." It's just that you don't seem to understand, it's the most terrifying...... I took the portrait to confront my mother, and she cried and hit me in the ear...... Unexpectedly, at this time, my father suddenly broke in......"
She was comforted like a sycophant, always so careless.
"The Nineteenth Master is really powerful, he can read poetry at the age of six?"
Finding the coolness of his eyebrows, she took his arm and comforted him lightly.
She doesn't know poetry, but she probably knows that this poem is inscribed on the portrait of the last emperor of the previous dynasty, not only full of thoughts, but even more terrifying is "the lonely son stays behind", which made Concubine Gong not go with him. Concubine Gong was captured by Emperor Hongtai when the previous dynasty fell, Zhao Zhu was born in the same year Layue, a "lonely" word, plus a "new bottle of wine, this hatred lingers", it is no longer just an ordinary longing love poem, just with it, it is enough to make the suspicious and sick emperor prevent Zhao Bottle for a lifetime.
Xia Chuqi was slightly shocked in his heart.
It doesn't seem to be uncomfortable at all. But in the past 20 years, he can still remember such a poem, which shows how much influence it has on him.
He read word by word, and his mood was calm.
"The temples are not old, and the spring remnants of the road are flying geese. The homeland is like a dream, things are people, and the lonely shadow under the moon is long. People are not there, the wine is slightly cold, and I want to go with you, but the lone son stays behind, the wider the sleeves, the new bottle of wine, this hatred continues. β
"What poem?"
"On the portrait, there is a poem inscribed."
Seeing him pause again, she asked again, "And then?" β
His tone was solemn, so solemn that Xia Chuqi was a little out of breath.
"I was so stubborn at that time that I secretly dug up her private portrait while she was away. It turned out that it was a portrait of the last emperor of the previous dynasty. β
"I asked her what she was looking at, and she didn't answer me, she just hid the portrait and still smiled at me as if nothing had happened."
"When I was young, I didn't know the origin of my mother's concubine, but I was born prematurely at seven months and almost couldn't survive, so my father felt sorry for me. But when I was six years old, a news came from Mobei that the late emperor of the previous dynasty died of illness in Hala and Lin. On the day the news came, my mother was confined to her room alone, without eating or drinking for a whole day and night, and when I went in, I saw her looking at a portrait in a daze. β
Zhao Jun didn't look at him, his deep eyes looked at the stone wall without blinking, as if after a round of purgatory, the past was once again bloody in front of her.
"What's the matter?"
Seeing that he frowned nervously and paused, it seemed that it was difficult to speak, but Xia Chuqi's curiosity came up.
"When I was six years old, something happened."
"Nineteen Masters are majestic!" Xia Chuqi curled his lips, "What happened later?" β
"I was lawless at that time, and no one dared to provoke me in the entire Dayan, from the concubine to the courtiers, and it was even better than Ziyue later. However, no matter what I did wrong, my father would protect me, even if he knew that I was wrong, he still devoted himself to me. There was even a time when he punished the eldest brother, the crown prince, for me. Slightly curling his lips, he seemed to think of the beautiful and innocent era, and his voice was even more dumb, "Before I was six years old, I did many childish and naughty things. β
This is not just a promise of the identity of the concubine, but a promise to let the concubine be the middle palace, and even promise the throne to Zhao Zun. He believed that Emperor Hongtai must be very fond of Concubine Gong. Otherwise, a cold-blooded emperor like him would not have made a promise to a woman easily, and he had promised it so when his son was a child.
Xia Chuqi looked into his eyes and understood what he meant.
What is the identity of the son-in-law?
Finally, he spoke lightly again, "When I was young, my father treated me very well, better than all princes, and everyone in the palace said that in the eyes of the emperor, there were only nineteen sons. It's not a lie, it's all true. Once, I heard my father say to my mother that all his sons were less intelligent than an old man. He asked my mother to wait, and one day, he would give me the identity of a sister-in-law......"
But, maybe it's really time to confess his last words, although he has no regrets, but he is still willing to share some things with his beloved woman.
Zhao Zhu was silent for a long time.
"In the end...... For what? She asked.
Originally, her words were a joke. Now that I can hear his hoarse voice, I almost subconsciously thought of "Fu Baijiu", which will not kill people, but will make people suffer from its shackles for a lifetime, that is the testimony of Emperor Hongtai's greatest grace.
Xia Chuqi choked in his throat.
She sighed half-jokingly and half-seriously, but saw Zhao Bottle laughing at herself, her dark eyes were as deep as a well, "Yes, everyone knows that looking at the feast, the emperor's favorite son is Lao Nineteen." β
"No wonder, everyone says that the emperor loves the Nineteenth Master the most......" Xia Chuqi smiled lightly, poked his shoulder, and smiled again, "Sure enough, there are still great benefits for women to be born beautiful." If your mother is not a national gesture, in that era of war and chaos, your father will not look at her at a glance, and there will be no such thing as you. β
His affection for her is unmatched.
Then, his love should be given to Concubine Gong.
If it is said that Emperor Hongtai is a wife to Empress Zhang.
There is no shortage of such precedents in history for the inclusion of women of political opponents in the harem, and it is not a big deal, but there are very few women who have been favored in the Dayan Dynasty for decades like Concubine Gong. Emperor Hongtai has never treated concubines lightly, even if he was the emperor at the beginning, he recruited concubines, and the beauties in the palace were like clouds, but he could remove his wife, Empress Zhang, and the status of concubines could hardly be shaken.
At that time, Emperor Hongtai called the emperor in Jinling, and many of the palace concubines of the previous dynasty were incorporated into the Jiaofang Division as slaves and prostitutes, but this concubine Niangniang, who was born as beautiful as a flower, captivated the country and the city, she was the woman who favored the harem of the previous dynasty, and was favored by Emperor Hongtai at just one glance.
Emperor Hongtai led his troops into the capital, the soldiers came to the city, the previous dynasty was destroyed, and the last emperor fled in panic, but he did not have time to take away his beloved woman. In other words, for an emperor, the word "beloved" is relative. In front of life and the country, women are just the most worthless accessories.
Concubine Gong turned out to be the concubine of the emperor of the previous dynasty? It seems that this matter is already a secret in the palace, and no one dares to talk about it casually. Otherwise, how could she not have heard the slightest rumor? Sensing Zhao Zhu's tense body, looking at the emotions in his dark eyes, she suddenly understood.
Xia Chuqi was slightly startled.
After thinking about it for a while, he finally spoke, "I was born in the first year of Hongtai, and I had just established the country. My mother concubine is Concubine Gong, she was originally the concubine of the emperor of the previous dynasty, and she was also the favorite woman of the emperor of the previous dynasty. In that year, my father led his troops to invade the capital of the previous dynasty, the former dynasty perished, and the last emperor was defeated and retreated......"
He pursed his lips slightly, and the sweat on his forehead seemed to be very dense.
She looked up, as if she understood his thoughts, gently gnawed his chin, and said in a dumb voice, "Master, can you tell me about you?" I don't even know what kind of man my man is. Or, in order to be reborn into a good family in the next life, so that you can have more money, you can go to the world to find me and talk to me? β
It is not so much when a man is most helpless. wants to give his woman the whole world, but he can't even do her most basic survival.
Even a sip of water and a mouthful of food are extravagant hopes.
Twelve hours, and there was nothing here.
How?
"Ah Qi...... What shall I do to you? β
He stiffened slightly, his eyes on her lips like a soldering iron, and finally he sighed and hugged her, palmed the back of her head, hugged her tightly to his chest, and called her name, his voice hoarse as if he was dehydrated.
She looked at him, her eyes were like autumn water, her eyes were focused, and she said very slowly, "Because in my world, there is no man named Zhao Zhu...... So, I still like your world. β
He was slightly stunned, "Why is it bad?" β
She shook her head and chuckled, "No, it's not good at all. β
After listening quietly, he asked, "Your world is so good?" β
She chuckled suddenly. This voice came out of my heart, "Then have you been scared?" I don't even belong in this world. Zhao Shijiu, do you remember those things I told you? In my world, it is far more advanced than this world. We use electricity for lighting, we don't need fire, we go out and take a car, we don't use horses. We no longer need swords, no trebuchets, and even bird-gun artillery for our wars. We have bombers in the sky, tanks on the ground, ships in the sea, missiles in long-range operations, land, navy, and air force, and even atomic bombs...... In my world, human beings can not only go to the sky and the sea, but also explore the universe ......"
He replied, "You are you, Chu Qi, there is nothing to ask." β
She said, "Why don't you ask?" β
In the past two years, she has intermittently told him many things in different time and space, and he has never asked in depth, nor asked her why she understands them. She thought he didn't notice the difference between her and the people of the time, it turned out that he knew everything.
He looked at her, his eyes dark, "I know. β
She thought for a while, then curled her lips slightly and smiled, "Although I am not Xia Chu, I am Xia Chu, do you know?" β
But he said lightly, "I know." β
It was a secret in her heart, and she thought he would be surprised.
"I'm not Xia Chu. Do you know? β
Stroking his hot face, Xia Chuqi wiped the hot sweat on his forehead, suddenly sighed, and rubbed it on his shoulder.
Lack of water, lack of food, and high temperature fumigation are too easy for people to collapse. Fortunately, Xia Chuqi has a special forces training foundation, although his physical fitness is not excellent, but he can go on the mental level, and Zhao Zhu has also been trained since childhood, his martial arts are strong, and the two are supported by love, so compared to normal people, although the two of them are also weak, their spirit is still there.
The environment here is terrible.
The two leaned together, and there was silence again.
"Okay." Zhao Zhu's wet big hand clasped hers, the two of them interlocked their fingers, clenched tightly, and glanced at each other, except for the affection in each other's eyes, there was really no regret.
This rhetorical question was too sharp, Xia Chuqi was stunned, and smiled slightly, "That's good, you keep holding my hand, when we go to Nai He Bridge, we can knock Meng Po unconscious together, rob her silver, and then don't drink Meng Po soup, and we won't forget each other." Even if I reincarnate, at the ends of the earth, I will be able to find your ...... again."
"What's the point of being reborn in a good family if you can't meet the person you want to meet again? Besides, what does it mean to be a good person? Is Royal good? Rich or not? Is there any power? β
The corners of Zhao Zhu's mouth twitched slightly, and he glanced at her.
"Myself."
"Listen to whom?"
"Twelve hours left, shall we tell us about the past? I heard that under the pearl of the night, the dying person will tell all the things he has experienced in this life, and when it is time to reincarnate, Lord Yama will arrange a good family, rich and powerful, and suffer less. β
Her throat choked, and her voice was hoarse.
"Zhao Nineteen ......"
"If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for? Others, just floating clouds. β
Looking at her thin little face, a pair of big eyes glanced around, Zhao Zhu's eyebrows raised slightly, and he lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
"Can you really let it go? Your imperial hegemony has not yet begun, and your splendid rivers and mountains have not yet been walked? You haven't seen your child born yet? β
Her eyes lit up slightly, and she leaned against him tightly.
He said that people who want to leave their last words are reluctant to leave because they are too attached to the world. That's why when you leave this world, there will be a thousand words. He had no last words, and he didn't feel any regrets.
"Because there are no regrets."
"Huh? Why? β
Zhao Zhu's eyes darkened slightly, hugged her in his arms, and his arms tightened slightly, "I have no last words." β
She moistened her throat and smiled lowly, "Last words." β
"Say what?"
"Master, let's talk about it."
Swallowing her saliva, she held back her hunger and looked at Zhao Zhu with a smile.
She scolded in a low voice, but for the first time in her life, she felt powerless to scold. Because the person she scolded has long since become ancient, and the ashes don't know where they go, and they will never hear what she says. Besides, people are guarding against tomb robbers...... She herself, it seems, almost became a tomb robber?
"You wicked woman."
Xia Chuqi looked at the stone tablet and curled his lips slightly.
Besides, who can you say your last words to?
Everything that needs to be said, has been said. What else can be said?
Confession of last words?
"The house is full of gold and jade, the wealth is full, it cannot be kept, it is not available, and there is nothing to be done. Precisely calculated, the second day has passed. In another twelve hours, Huiguang Huizhao Building will fall into a boiling lake as a whole. It's time to give your last words. β
Picking up the Night Pearl, she looked at the chisel on it.
Huiguang Huizhao Building is sinking, but in the past ten or so hours, the scene of the surrounding stone walls has never changed, forever smooth and flat, but at this moment, it seems that the stone building has descended to a certain extent, and when the platform is staggered with the stone wall, she found that there is a rectangular inscription on the stone wall.
"Master, look at it."
He looked at her in bewilderment, she stuck out her tongue and was about to explain, when she was suddenly stunned, squinted slightly, and pointed to the opposite stone wall.
"References?"
Xia Chuqi glanced at him, "I didn't expect that the master also knew how to refer to things." β
"Yes, the stone building is sinking in its entirety, but the stone wall is not moving, so it looks like the stone wall on the other side is moving."
She tilted her head, opened the stone wall opposite, and spoke weakly.
"Master, do you see if the stone wall on the other side is moving up?"
The speed at which the stone building is sinking is actually not fast, and the people in the middle of it, if they don't feel it carefully, they won't notice it sinking at all. Only the difference in temperature can be best experienced by the human body. The heat was even more scorching than when she opened her eyes, and it felt like the whole person was on top of boiling water, and the mist had made their clothes not dry at all.
"It sank a few feet more."
He turned his eyes sideways to look at the stone wall on the other side, half-hidden in the mist.
Zhao Yu frowned, and put his palm on her shoulder, "This place is too deep from the ground, and the entire stone building is nothing else to climb except for the support of the sinking stone pillars below." Today......"
"You say, is it really impossible to think about it?"
She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tried to ignore the hunger that made her dizzy, turned her face sideways, and looked at Zhao Zhu's still graceful and noble face in a blink, a trace of regret flashed in her eyes, and she bit her lip slightly unwillingly, and looked at the stone wall opposite the platform.
"Hmm."
"Are you happy?"
"Beauty."
"Master...... Is it beautiful or not? β
It was dark all around, and I couldn't see anything clearly. Xia Chuqi struggled to place the two night pearls brought out of the stone room, and then sat in the middle of the platform, watching the pearls flickering and watching the fog staining, leaning his body on Zhao Zhu's body, and calling him with a smile.
After another exhaustion of joy, the two of them struggled to climb to the platform of the Huiguang Huiguang Building. The air was almost maddeningly hot, but on this platform, a breeze could not have been lighter. For them, this is already the supreme enjoyment.
She had luck in her heart, she thought, if she really died, maybe she could go back and return to the time that belonged to her. But if Zhao Shijiu died, where would he go? A man like him shouldn't be buried in this underground like this, buried forever in the dark, and even the mausoleum belongs to someone else.
However, Xia Chuqi is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of Zhao Zhu's death.
Every day as usual, they have too many **. Only at this moment has become so pure. In all their **, there is only each other. Nothing but each other.
So, there has never been a day like this that makes sense like this.
Before going to Huangquan together, every day was to be used as a lifetime.
This is a villain who is about to go to Yellow Springs with her.
It's true, she thought.
He said she was skinny, small-talking, and grinded her teeth even when she fell asleep, like a chirping mouse. She sarcastically said that he was in love with a mouse, and that he was either a fool or a madman when he did that kind of thing with a mouse. He said that she was greedy for money and lustful, and she said that in this way she could get what she wanted, and she had both wealth and sex. She is even more shameless than him, she speaks unscrupulously, and whenever he can't talk about her, he kisses her and bites her, and punishes her in a man's way. She couldn't struggle, so she called him a badass. In her heart, he was really bad. But the word bad, most women don't use it casually on men. Badass, badass, badass, that's a term of extreme affection.
In this short period of time, they have rejoiced many times, which can be said to be as crazy as destroying the world. I also said countless words, which can be said to be the truth from the heart and lungs. However, even at the end of their lives, the two did not forget to belittle each other.
No one knows how long the Huiguang Huizhao Building has been sinking.
β¦β¦
She sniffed, chuckled, and hugged him tightly, throwing herself into his pleasure. With today, there is no love in the future, pinching time to calculate, she is not willing to waste a little time to be sad.
"It's fine. I am...... It's so jolly. β
"Ah Qi, what's wrong?"
His lips were hot, and she shivered slightly and kissed him back. He kissed her so quickly that she could barely breathe, and the heat on her face, with a strange warmth, hotter than the water of the boiling lake, burned her heart so hard that her eyes were red.
She snorted and reached out to wrap her hand around him, vine-like tightness, and the whole person was soft in his arms. His kiss fell, from her eyes to her lips, a little bit of pity for the kiss.
"Heh, do you care if you're full?"
"You little woman who can't get enough to eat."
He raised his eyebrows and pulled her into his arms.
"Then again?"
She grinned at him again, but because her face was thinner, her chin was sharper, and her eyes were larger, and the two pools of water were dark and faint, and her eye sockets were slightly sunken, and she looked extremely pitiful. Fortunately, he is still in good spirits.
He lowered his head, his eyes were fixed on her face, the corners of his lips raised, he turned sideways and hugged her tightly, pinched her thin body, and said in a low voice of disgust, "I said earlier that you should eat more and raise your body well, you can't stand hunger, right?" With this body, starving for seven days is not a problem. β
ββ¦β¦β
Speaking of this, she thought of the previous joy between the two of them day and night, the tips of her ears were slightly hot, her eyes were half-drooping, and her eyelashes blinked very quickly, "Master, do you still have the strength to do it?" When I did it, I didn't feel hungry, it seemed like I was just happy......"
"Yes, you do."
Looking at his handsome eyebrows, she was still grinning so heartlessly, and then thought about wrapping her arms around him again and resting her head on his shoulder.
"Now that I finally understand, is it more useful than money?"
This time, he raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Can't you die if you don't speak?" She rolled her eyes weakly, rubbed her stomach, the corners of her lips curled, and said with a little self-deprecation, "I have always felt that money is the best thing in the world, and I always want to have a lot of money, but I never thought that one day, I would sit on countless gold and silver treasures, but I was so hungry that my chest was close to my back." β
He shook his head and looked at her lips, "Hungry?" Talk less. β
"Are you hungry?"
She pursed her lips, looked at him, and reached out to touch his belly.
"About a dozen hours."
"How many hours are left?"
Looking at the increasingly thick fog, Xia Chuqi tore at his soaked clothes, looked up at him, and frowned almost invisibly.
The two of them leaned together, as in any usual narrative, and it was always her who said more, and who spoke very little, but he was her best listener. He listened silently when she needed a tirade, and when she needed someone to fit her, he always gave the most appropriate answer at the right time.
He didn't answer, just looked at her with soft eyes.
ββ¦β¦β
"If it were known that two fools were about to starve to death or be boiled to death if they were to guard countless gold treasures, would they laugh off their big teeth?"
She pursed her lips again and sighed.
"Yes."
He squinted, looked at her, lips curled.
"Don't be afraid, it's just that I'm thinking about a question. Zhao 19, do you think the two of me are the richest people in the world today? β
At the beginning of summer, the seven pursed their lips and smiled, as bright as spring flowers.
"Ah Qi, are you afraid?"
When a person's life has become traceable, when he is close to his lover, when he is under the influence of Bai Meisheng, they have repeatedly explored each other's bodies, and after they have loved each other fiercely in the oldest way, what is left is the most primitive waiting.
After twelve hours a day, the boiling water from the ground was getting closer and closer, and the temperature in the stone chamber was getting higher and higher, as if they were in a huge oven, and the clothes of the two people were all soaked, and their faces were flushed, but their emotions were extremely calm.
Back to the light of the building.
Should I cry or laugh? And what kind of posture should we use to tell the world? Carnival, screaming, crying, weeping, or being quiet and doing nothing?
If you had only one day left to live, what would you do?