The rain was dripping, and the queen looked at the waterline hanging on the eaves, and after a while, she said softly:

"I'll tell you the truth of the matter, but accordingly, I'm going to be a guest again, and you have to help me make a wish come true."

"What do you want?" Xiao Yue was not surprised, but asked with interest.

"I hope you will help me hide some of the facts after you know the whole truth," the queen frowned slightly, and said word by word, "I don't know your plans, but I know that something big is going to happen tonight...... Maybe you've been debunking your disguise for years. ...... year"

Twenty-two years ago, Qingyin Palace.

At this time, it was noon, the weather was a little annoyingly hot, Cen Xueling was sitting at the table embroidering flowers, and several maids on the side were holding fans and fanning her constantly.

"The Queen."

Cen Xueling followed the prestige, only to see a maid running from outside the hall, and her expression seemed to be a little nervous. Cen Xueling frowned slightly when she saw this, and then said to the maid who was fanning her on the side, "You guys go down first." ”

"Tell me, what's going on in a panic?"

After all the maids who fanned the wind left the hall, Cen Xueling looked at the nervous maid.

"Your father's news, Lady Grace," said the maid with some hurricity, "is his letter." ”

Cen Xueling took the note handed over by the maid, and saw a small poem written on it:

The emperor's grace protects the world, and the world will remember the emperor's grace. The immortals also have to pay respect, and the deceased need to give three points.

Cen Xueling's hands trembled a little, she knew that this day had come. As the poem says: The emperor will die.

"Xiaoqing," Cen Xueling said slowly to the maid, "copy a few copies of it and give it to the people I told you about earlier." ”

"Yes." The maid named Xiaoqing swallowed.

Two days later.

"Queen Mother," Xiaoqing looked flustered, "Do you really want to do this?" ”

"Xiaoqing, remember, you inadvertently glimpsed our secret, I didn't take your life is already a great forgiveness for you, let you do things for us, you can do things with peace of mind, and say these meaningless words, you are not dead, your mother in the countryside may be dead."

"The slave understands." Xiaoqing nodded repeatedly.

"What about the identity of the imperial chef?" Cen Xueling asked.

"The queen mother can rest assured, the people of the Cen family don't know who this person's surname is, and this person's identity has not been revealed." Xiaoqing replied.

"Alright, you go down first."

"Yes." Xiaoqing was granted amnesty.

"Tsk," Cen Xueling also gasped heavily after Xiaoqing left, looked at the note in her hand, and frowned tightly.

Xue Ling, the eyeliner of Mu Wangfu has been deeply buried, and it can be operated at any time, just wait for the guards in front of the mediocre old man's palace to take turns to our people, everything can be carried out according to the plan, if this plan is successful, then this world is our Cen family, even if the plan fails, there is also Mu Wangfu as our substitute ghost, you and remember, although General Zuo has promised to cooperate with us on the surface, but you must also let General Zuo also participate in the assassination plan, only by really dragging everyone into the water, can we ensure that these people will not defect.

There are only a few sentences on the note.

Cen Xueling smiled, looked at Xiao Yue, who was contemplative on the side, and then said:

"The plan is thorough and detailed, but no one expected that the emperor would hide from everyone and raise a secret guard, and I didn't expect that my maid named Xiaoqing betrayed me. I asked her to secretly keep Wuya's identity secret in my name, which was not difficult to do, after all, no one would care about the identity of a cook.

Xiaoqing is also smart, probably because I thought that I took such pains to hide the identity of this person from the Cen family, this person must have special significance to the Cen family, so she revealed the identity of Wuya to the Cen family without telling me, and then I received news from the Cen family, saying that General Zuo, who was originally outside the assassination plan, would also participate in the assassination, I went to contact General Zuo, and General Zuo agreed...... But I just didn't expect that they had already contacted General Zuo through other channels other than me, and then framed Wuya without my knowledge......"

"So the plan you know is that General Zuo asked Zuo Zongming to poison the emperor, but you didn't expect Zuo Zongming to frame Zhao Wuya?" Xiao Yue asked.

"Right...... I have been in the palace for so many years, there is not a day when I don't think of him, but I can't contact him, my words and deeds are under the supervision of the Cen family, in case his identity is revealed, the Cen family will definitely find a way to get rid of this 'unstable factor', for his safety, I can only try not to contact him. Cen Xueling sighed. Over the years, I have also personally felt the emperor's affection for me, he doesn't care about my past, he can accept that I am not finished, he cares for me wholeheartedly...... I, I've always lived with guilt for him, because I didn't love him, and I was even plotting to kill him......"

"Yes Wuya, too, I have failed his friendship with me, and I feel more and more sorry for him...... So I decided to let him die for me, even if it was better for him to hate me than to love me......"

"Then why did you help the Cen family rebel?" Begonia frowned and asked.

"Because they said that if I didn't cooperate with them, they would go find out Wuya's whereabouts and kill him." Cen Xueling said word by word.

"Then have you ever thought that Zhao Wuya has always been an unstable factor for the Cen family, even if they cooperate with the Cen family very much, they are still very likely to find out Zhao Wuya's whereabouts."

"I know, but I can't do anything else." Cen Xueling smiled bitterly.

“…… After so many years, even if you snub Zhao Wuya like this, what if I tell you that he still loves you? ”

Haitang pondered for a moment and said again.

Cen Xueling was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You are really found by him...... Does he really still care about me? I, I thought that after so many years, it was time to let go of loving me or hating me......"

"But you haven't let him go, why do you think he can let go of you?" Begonia shook her head, "Because you are indifferent to him, because you want to leave an image of a bad woman in his heart?" You don't know that it's these things that make him even more unable to let go of you. He's wondering, wondering why your temperament has changed so much; He was also unwilling, unwilling to be powerless, and all of this made him make a choice, and he decided to figure it all out. ”

"You're his choice?" Cen Xueling asked.

"It's a coincidence that it happened to be him who helped our brother and sister when we were down, and now that the benefactor has something he wants to figure out, I naturally won't sit idly by." Begonia Road.

"He's here today, too?" Cen Xueling looked around a little nervously.

"I'm here, but I didn't come with us, it was Zuo Zongming who brought him here. At the beginning, he saved Zuo Zongming's life and brought him to the palace to be a cook, although Zuo Zongming was a backbone, but the grace of saving his life still had some weight, and Zuo Zongming still helped in the end. Xiao Yue said on the side.

"With Zuo Zongming's character-" Cen Xueling frowned slightly.

"He paid the price for an eye." Haitang said lightly, looking at Cen Xueling who was trembling on the side.

"......" Cen Xueling was silent for a moment, "My wish is that when you make the truth public, hide my feelings for Wuya, and it is best to make him truly die to me." ”

“…… But is this fair to you," Xiao Yue said: "In the end, you are just being used by the people of the Cen family, you blindly scandalize your image to him and make him die, even if he is relieved, what about you?" ”

"I ......" Cen Xueling smiled bitterly and looked at the courtyard in the rain and mist, "It's better to be sad than two people to be sad, besides, I don't have a long life." ”

"My life is short, how can I say this?" Begonia frowned slightly.

"Do you know why the emperor wants to accompany me to visit the rivers and mountains this time? Because I'm dying," Cen Xueling laughed at herself, "Not long ago, I was seriously ill, and the imperial doctor was helpless, and then the emperor said that he would spend the rest of his life with me in the best way...... Since I'm a dying man, what if I can actually return to him? If I can end my friendship with me at the last moment of my life, I can rest assured, even if he hates me, it is better than loving me. ”

"We promise you."

Begonia made a decision.

Brush painting tang, courtyard.

"Actually, everyone is pitiful...... Xiao Yue sighed, "and Zhao Wuya may be the happiest one." ”

Haitang rubbed Xiaoyue's head.

In the emperor's opinion, he was wholeheartedly devoted to Cen Xueling, but in the end, he found that the person next to him was actually the mastermind who had assassinated him; And Cen Xueling, she had to cooperate with the Cen family's plan to assassinate the emperor, and at the same time, she had to face the emperor who loved her deeply with guilt every day, and she had to go against her heart to give Zhao Wuya an impression of "ruthless and indifferent".

But is that all there is to it?

Begonia found that this may be the best ending.

Cen Xueling was already a dying person, the emperor was able to completely eliminate the internal troubles when he went back this time, and Zhao Wuya finally let go of the past, from this point of view, this is already the best ending.

The rain was pulled down from the sky, clapping the ground of the courtyard, as if hearing what Fang Cai Haitang thought in his heart, this rain was not big or small, like a tear shed by someone.

"The world is impermanent, people's hearts are unpredictable, how can the ending of any story be truly perfect, not to mention that our experience is not a story, but a life."

Begonia said.