Nan Chang'an had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and it was extremely complicated.

One thing, he is right, with the Shili and means of the Seven Princes, if you want to win the throne, the chance of winning is only fifty percent now, and it will be a bloody storm.

But with his succession, everything would be different.

Originally, for this throne, Nan Chang'an vowed to regain it because he had been supported by a hatred, but now, ......

Looking at the silent relatives who had not seen him for many years, Nan Chang'an's throat tightened: "Queen Mother, I am Xing'er, and my sons are not filial, so I make my mother suffer." ”

Yang Ruoyi's fingers trembled slightly, and the emperor, who had been watching her every move closely, immediately noticed it, and was very excited: "Ruoyi......"

This call is full of the deepest love in his life, through the years, through fratricide, through the bloody battle for the throne, at this moment, he is still the boy who loved her deeply and was a rare treasure.

Yang Ruoyi opened her eyes that had been closed for 16 years, and what she saw was the old man in the twilight, who was already gray-haired and half-buried in the loess.

However, there was a familiar shadow on that unfamiliar face, as if he was still the young man with a warm smile on his hand and red flowers.

The pale lips that had lost their blood color opened slightly, and their voice was so low that they couldn't be heard: "Brother Tian......"

This heavenly brother, who has been in the air for decades, made the man who was high up and held the power to kill all the people in the world burst into tears: "Ruoyi, my Ruoyi." ”

Originally, his body was in tatters, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, but because of this Brother Tian, he gave him infinite liliang, lifted the quilt from the bed, walked in front of Yang Ruoyi, and grabbed her hand tightly: "Ruoyi, you are finally willing to open your eyes to see me." ”

Yang Ruoyi was unconscious for too long, her whole body was soft, she had no strength, and she couldn't even speak, but a crystal teardrop crossed the corner of her eye.

Nan Chang'an was ecstatic when he saw his mother wake up, and hurriedly poured a cup of tea, fed and drank it himself, and then excitedly called: "Queen Mother ......"

Yang Ruoyi only glanced at Nan Chang'an's face, then raised his weak arm with great difficulty, and handed it to the current saint beside him: "Brother Tian, I have been dreaming. I woke up from my dream and finally saw you. ”

The emperor's body was weak, and he knelt in front of Yang Ruoyi's bed, looking ecstatic: "Ruoyi......"

There has never been a day of joy and happiness when she ascended the throne, and if she had known that regaining the throne would cause her to be unconscious for sixteen years, then this throne should not be abandoned.

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, but they have always slept alone, long nights, lonely nights, bitter hearts at night, at this moment, in this 'Brother Tian', only to repay the sweetness.

For her, she is really willing to die.

Yang Ruoyi grabbed the thin hand, and her eyes were a little confused: "Brother Tian, I am willing to live and die with you." Life can't sleep together, only death can sleep together. ”

When the words fell, the two men were shocked, and Nan Changan called: "The queen mother ......"

The emperor too, his body was shocked, and he looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, he originally thought that in this life, he would be lonely until he was old, but he never thought that before he died, he said "I am willing to live and die with you" after thinking about her whole life.

At this moment, I would rather go to Huangquan with her immediately, willingly.

Long pole and only. If this is a sweet dream, then willing to sink forever and never wake up.

"Ruoyi, you wait for me."

The tall but terminally ill body lowered his head, and after lightly imprinting a kiss on Yang Ruoyi's forehead, he turned around and looked at Nan Chang'an solemnly: "The heirs are waiting for pen and ink." ”

Nan Changan looked straight at the man in front of him with black eyes, and affirmed his guess in his eyes, the feeling at this moment, I don't know what to say.

After a while, his throat tightened, and he raised his voice: "Ziche." ”

Zhang Ziche's burly body immediately flashed out, and everything he needed was already prepared in his hand.

The emperor was very firm in his handwriting on the bright yellow holy decree, writing that the country changed hands, and he was willing.

What I want in this life is nothing more than being accompanied by Yang Ruoyi.

But she married another man, married a man who wanted to put herself to death.

She gave birth to a child for him, and she would rather die for him.

Sixteen years, watching her lie there silently, and later, before she died, she just wanted to open her eyes and look at herself again.

Now, when she opened her eyes, she said, 'May we live and die together.'"

At this point in life, what more can a husband ask for, and there is no death for nothing.

After writing the holy decree of succession, Zuihou did not hesitate to stamp it.

After doing all this, the Ninety-Five Venerable seemed to have used up all his strength, and he collapsed to the ground, but he breathed earnestly: "Ruoyi ......"

Nan Chang'an's dark eyes, after reading the content of the holy decree, the expression on Jun's face was not ecstatic, but a little ...... Indescribably complicated.

In the past sixteen years, I have suffered so much, and I have lived in hatred every night, and I have spent all my thoughts for this throne, but at the juncture of Zuihou, it is so easy to get at my fingertips......

The man on the ground, extremely weak, said the only request: "After I die, I will be buried under the peach blossom tree in Xiliang Mountain." ”

Such last words made South Chang'an shake.

A generation of emperors, but he did not want to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, weishenme?

Just because under the peach blossom tree in Xiliang Mountain, it is a place where teenagers and girls fall in love.

I will never forget the shy face of that girl under the peach blossoms of the tree.

Picking the most blooming peach blossom, the young man handed it to the girl, she was ashamed and happy: "Brother Tian......"

For the sake of that 'Brother Tian', I am willing to die.

For him, although the imperial tomb is magnificent, it is not as good as under the peach blossom tree, accompanied by her smile.

Nan Chang'an's big hand tightly grasped the bright yellow holy decree, and to: "Ziche." ”

Zhang Ziche took the order and respectfully hugged the man who was once infinitely beautiful on the ground and stood at the top of the power back to the bed.

Nan Changan walked to his mother's side again and said, "Mother, I'll take you away." ”

Yang Ruoyi's eyes didn't look at her son, but only looked at her 'heavenly brother' who was weak on the bed: "I want to stay here." ”

Although the voice was soft, it was firm and very clear, and the weak and dying man on the bed slowly had a smile on his face.

With a sincere smile from the heart, his life was finally completed.

Nan Chang'an Zuihou, after sighing lightly, returned from the tunnel to the place where he had been imprisoned for ten years.

Jiang Mo was waiting anxiously, waiting with a worried face.

Seeing that Nan Changan and Zhang Ziche finally came back, his face was relieved, but he anxiously gestured again and again, asking the result.

After Nan Changan drank a cup of tea, he calmed down his excitement and slowly told him what happened in the palace.

After Jiang Mo listened, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed more than a dozen times very sincerely before he got up, and there were words in his mouth.

It's a pity that because her tongue was pulled out, no one could understand what she was saying.

Nan Changan looked at Jiang Mo, and doubts flashed in his eyes, the news that the queen mother was still alive, he didn't know weishenme, but he didn't say it subconsciously.

I only said that I received the holy decree of his succession.

Jiang Mo naturally thought that this holy decree was forced.

Looking at Jiang Mo, Nan Chang'an's eyebrows wrinkled invisibly.

Between the queen mother and him, there is such a past, I don't know, and it is forgivable, but Jiang Mo has always been an old man in the house, and she has been by the side of the queen mother for many years, it is impossible for her not to know.

But over the years, she hasn't shown a drop of water, and she hasn't said a word.

What she meant was that he was heinous and he deserved to die!

But last night's palace trip, Nan Chang'an saw the man who had hated him for more than ten years, he did the matter of bloodbathing the palace to seize the throne, but his original intention and heart were bitter, Jiang Mo did not mention a word.

Jiang Mo is really unfathomable.

Fortunately, after being imprisoned in the underground back then, Nan Chang'an no longer trusted anyone, even his closest Zhang Ziche, many of which he subconsciously concealed.

Zhang Ziche and Nan Chang'an grew up like siblings, and later he became an attendant of South Chang'an, and then after the coup d'état changed hands, he was incognito, but secretly he has been working hard for Nan Chang'an to regain the throne.

That assassination in the palace, if he hadn't saved him desperately, Nan Chang'an would have become a pile of bones.

He is even more willing to look like Nanchang'an in this dilapidated backyard, and sit in a wheelchair for several years.

Nan Chang'an has lived in this backyard for so many years, knowing how painful and boring the days in a wheelchair are every day.

But he never complained.

Despite this, even like Zhang Ziche, Nan Chang'an still set up defenses against him, and he didn't say a lot of things in Nanzhao.

Zhang Ziche didn't ask, and swore allegiance to South Chang'an.

Whatever Nan Chang'an says, it is what it is, and it will be implemented to the end.

Even if Nan Chang'an has long been down, even if the road ahead of South Chang'an is slim, he still executes his words as a holy decree.

I am willing to live and die with him, and I am willing to contribute everything for him, even if it is at the expense of my life.

Now, seeing that it is about to be completed, Zhang Ziche is very excited.

Nan Chang'an's heart was even more complicated, and after telling everything down, he stood under the wall again.

Separated by a wall, on the ninth day of the first month, I am about to succeed, do you remember me now?

On the ninth day of the first month, do you remember that I once promised, I said, if the great revenge is avenged, I will definitely allow you to live a stable life!!

On the ninth day of the first month, if you didn't have the kindness of your heart, there would be no new life for me today.

On the ninth day of the first month, you wait for me.

After Song Lanjun received the message from Nan Chang'an, her tense body was tense.

The change of dynasty, because the saint has been terminally ill for a while, and all the civil and military officials have made mental preparations.

However, I believe that tomorrow will surely make many people panic, because the person who will ascend the throne of God is not the well-known Seven Princes.

For the Seven Princes, although Song Lanjun had to take refuge at the beginning, in his heart, he did not like him.

When he took refuge in the crown prince, in fact, he was not the first choice, between the prince and the seven princes, Song Lanjun valued the seven princes more.

thinks that his talent, above the crown prince, is more worthy of refuge. It's a pity......

Song Lanjun will never forget the humiliation from the Seventh Prince that day in his life.

On that day, he took Chu Jiu and his mother into Beijing, because of the sudden urgent edict from the saint, so he had to let Steward Liu pick up people.

Steward Liu missed it by mistake, and Zuihou caused the carriage where Chu Jiu and his mother were sitting in the carriage on the avenue of the capital to startle the sedan chair of the cousin of the seventh prince.

Obviously, Chu Jiu had already come down to apologize, but she relied on her power and power, and even more so on the Seven Princes, and she did not forgive......

The Seventh Prince watched from the sidelines, watching coldly, watching Chu Jiu pleading bitterly.

zuihou is the prince who passed by by chance, no matter what his thoughts are, but zuihou is because of him, the ninth day and his mother got out of the embarrassing situation.

Therefore, Song Lanjun accepted this love, knowing that the prince's strength was inferior, Zuihou still chose to take refuge in him.

Now that the crown prince is dead, Song Lanjun originally thought that it was dark, and he never thought that it would be bright.

I didn't expect the prince of the previous dynasty to die in a catastrophe, and I didn't expect that he would have today's achievements after enduring humiliation.

Tomorrow, this capital will change the sky.

Song Lanjun called Steward Liu, and after arranging everything, he went to the West Courtyard.

Song Dongli was sitting in front of the dresser, smiling and waiting affectionately.

Originally, Song Dongli thought about going back to the General's Mansion again, but unfortunately after several temptations, she was desperate.

After dying, he also clearly knew that Song Lanjun was the only way out and reliance in this life.

And although the crown prince is dead now, the world is still in the hands of the emperor, isn't it? And the emperor is in good health, and he appreciates Song Lanjun.

Song Dongli slowly settled down, because there was no way back, she could only put all her hope and glory on Song Lanjun.

Fortunately, over the years, Song Lanjun has not been downcast because of the death of the prince.

Therefore, Song Dongli spent all his thoughts on Song Lanjun.

Finally, let Song Lanjun finally marry her regardless of the guidance of the world and the pressure of the General's Mansion.

At the moment when the big red sedan chair came to marry, Song Dongli shed tears.

There is sadness, happiness, and joy, and finally the clouds open and see the moon.

Song Dongli was at that moment, and from then on he was willing to be the ninth day of the Tang Dynasty.

Because only by being Tang Chujiu, all this happiness belongs to her.

If it weren't for Tang Chujiu, then all this would be just a mirror.

After marrying Song Lanjun, Song Dongli's most common thing to do was to recall Tang Chujiu's every move.

Then imitate.

Whether it is manners, demeanor, words and deeds, or even thinking, she has learned all of Tang Chujiu.

For the past, Song Dongli always didn't mention a word, if Song Lanjun mentioned it, she would be very smart and look at each other with tears.

She was heartbroken: "Seventeen, all the things in the past, I really don't want to talk about it, and I don't want to think about it again, seventeen, because every time I look back, I will hurt here." ”

After speaking, he took Song Lanjun's hand and pressed it on his left chest: "Seventeen, it will hurt here!" ”

Since then, Song Lanjun never mentioned the past, he hugged the beauty in his arms tightly: "Chu Jiu, okay, everything in the past should be died yesterday, as long as you are still by my side, I will be content." On the ninth day of the first month, I will give you the most haode happiness. ”

Song Lanjun did what he said, over the years, he has never had another woman, and every time he guards the beauty of the West Courtyard who was finally lost and recovered, he feels that this life is enough.

Over the years, the biggest legacy is that he failed to give birth to a son and a half daughter, and Song Dongli couldn't sleep day and night.

On the contrary, Song Lanjun comforted: "Chu Jiu, with you, I am enough." ”

Song Dongli snuggled in Song Lanjun's arms, smiling sweetly but a little sadly.

A woman in the world, who doesn't want to have such a long-term and dedicated man.

His affection is so deep that he doesn't even care about 'there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great'.

Who doesn't want such a happiness among women in the world?

It's a pity that the happiness given by this man was stolen.

It was stolen from Tang Chujiu! Song Dongli couldn't imagine that if Tang Chujiu appeared again, would such happiness disappear?

Every time she thought about it, she couldn't sleep even more.

Fortunately, over the years, there has been no news from Tang Chujiu.

Song Dongli begged God and Buddha day and night, hoping that Tang Chujiu had died. 1b2sF。

Only in this way can you have peace of mind.

Only in this way can we have such sweet happiness for a long time.

Thinking of Zhong Wuyan's cruelty, Song Dongli became more and more relieved.

It seems that Tang Chujiu is in the hands of Zhong Wuyan, and he is already more than lucky.

Originally, he was afraid and hated Zhong Wuyan, but because of her, he had the happiness in front of him, and Song Dongli had a trace of gratitude.

Song Dongli turned all his joy for glory and wealth into a good for Song Lanjun, and he was obedient to him and had a deep affection for him.

If it was before, for Song Lanjun, Song Dongli still paid attention to him because of his love Gu and his wealth.

So after four years of his wholehearted care and getting along day and night, Song Dongli's affection for Song Lanjun is already from the bottom of his heart, and he loves him from the bottom of his bones.

Come to think of it, this fate is really wonderful.

Once in Xinghua Village, the two grew up together since childhood, and Song Dongli even found a way out and married someone else to fill the house.

I never thought that my happiness would be the person who has always been by my side, in Song Lanjun.

Song Dongli's luckiest thing in this life is to grow up with Song Lanjun and Tang Chujiu, so that he can know Tang Chujiu's habits.

In this way, it can be more haode camouflage, completely replacing Tang Chujiu.

Looking at Song Lanjun, who was approaching step by step, Song Dongli stood up and smiled like a flower: "Seventeen ......"

Song Lanjun stepped forward, took the beauty into her arms, and took a deep breath of the familiar fragrance from her: "Chu Jiu, I miss you very much." ”

Song Dongli snuggled into Song Lanjun's arms, smiling sweetly and happily: "Seventeen, I miss you too, I stewed pear soup for you, so I'll bring it to you to eat." ”

Song Lanjun hugged tightly and didn't let go: "Chu Jiu, I just want to hold you like this, I can't bear to let you go." ”

Because of the relationship between the emotions on her body, and even more because of her thoughts about Tang Chujiu, Song Lanjun really hated to be with her day and night, and never separated.

The thing she did the least regret in her life was to give Chu Jiu a love Gu, so that her heart would be full of herself, and there would be no Gu Qingchen again.

One of the main reasons for taking refuge in the Seven Princes is for this marriage.

This is the condition that was put forward with the Seven Princes at the beginning, and he must marry the ninth prince before he is willing to follow.

Now, she is really married to the ninth year of junior high school, which once made Song Lanjun think that this was in a dream, which felt a little unreal.

Especially every time I meet Gu Qingchen, the sense of unreality increases even more.

Moreover, over the years, Gu Qingchen has not remarried, and there have been no other women around him, which makes Song Lanjun have some gains and losses.

knew that Chu Jiu was now his woman, but he was still very scared, afraid that one day, Gu Qingchen would take Chu Jiu back again.

After all, he has been alone all these years, and he must be unforgettable for the old love of the ninth year, isn't it?

Therefore, he formed an alliance with Southern Chang'an without hesitation, and the only condition was that if Southern Chang'an ascended the throne, then Gu Qingchen would die.