Mei Niang looked at Li Zhi's gaze like a black hole, her heart rippled and fluctuated, and she was stunned for a while, allowing Li Zhi to slowly lower her head, gently, but very firmly, put a pair of hot lips on her lips.

For a while, she only felt a bang in her head, a snow-white, and there was only such a jade man in front of her, staring at her tightly, kissing her, and making her breathless......

She was already drowning in the warmth of her hot lips......

Silently, she gave up the struggle, slowly, slowly, relaxed herself, and let herself turn into a puddle of spring water, gently trembling in his arms......

August 26, 21st year of Zhenguan.

Yunze Temple.

Mei Niang woke up.

It's another morning.

But this day was very different.

The stream suddenly had a sound, the fragrance of the flowers suddenly became colorful, and even the autumn sun suddenly became warm.

The ground, which had been invisible for a long time, has gradually become more solid.

Her heart seemed to settle all at once.

Since the death of the Emperor, she could not remember how long it had been since she had sat at the dressing table.

But today, she got up and sat on the couch stupidly, lazily, looking at the dressing table, full of longing.

So slowly, she got up, walked to the dressing table, and sat down.

looked at the woman in the mirror with a face like a peach blossom and lips like a vermilion, and gently stroked her lips.

I couldn't help but throb in my heart.

……

When Ryan entered, he saw this scene.

Mei Niang was alone, sitting in front of the dressing table, stroking her face, and staring at the mirror in a daze.

Of course, he knew what had happened last night - although he had stepped down with his brother before Li Zhi hugged Mei Niang. But he knew what was going on.

Although he also had some regrets, in the end, Li Zhi still left Yunze Hall early. But for him, it was already a good outcome that he was happy to see.

At least, Mei Niang is no longer the same as a few days ago, with a heart like ashes.

In her eyes, there was a longing.

That's all that matters.

So, he wanted to retreat with a smile, but was stopped by Mei Niang:

"Ryan."

He took a few steps forward and said cautiously:

"What's the matter with Sister Wu?"

Mei Niang wanted to speak and stopped, and finally shook her head gently:

"Today, I will see no one, and tomorrow will be too.

But ......"

After thinking about it, she finally gritted her teeth and said:

"The day after tomorrow, you will answer the invitation of Lord Xu to arrange a time and a way for me to meet him!"

"Yes!"

Ryan suppressed his joy and said.

……

It's night.

Inside the Yanjia Palace.

Since Xu Hui and Mei Niang moved to the Yunze Hall very close to the inner heavy gate as usual, this place has become deserted and lonely. There will be no more laughter and weeping of women, and no more voices.

But tonight, a slender and somewhat thin figure appeared here, coughing softly and waiting.

"It's getting worse and worse...... It needs a lot of recuperation. ”

Wang De's old and clear voice sighed from the corner of the hall.

Xu Hui, who was draped in a big coat, turned his head when he heard the sound, looked at the figure that was gradually approaching him with a smile, nodded silently, and said indifferently:

"It's just a life."

Wang De shook his head, but still persuaded her twice:

"The first emperor has already gone. Although Xu Chongrong is sad, he can't go too far. ”

Xu Hui didn't answer, just looked at the moonlight in front of him like water, flowing in the familiar court, and said slowly:

"Speaking of which, Your Majesty has only been gone for more than two months. But how many people still remember Your Majesty in this Taiji Palace and take Your Majesty to heart? ”

Wang De was speechless, and said after a long time:

"You can't blame the Lord, now he is also in trouble. There are also martial artists......"

"I know, I never blamed them."

Xu Hui smiled lightly:

"The Lord is His Majesty's own son, and the one he loves the most. Your Majesty is gone, and the Lord is in pain, I'm afraid we can't even know. As for Mei Niang......"

Xu Hui sighed:

"I can't complain that she doesn't think about Your Majesty. It was His Majesty who owed her a lot...... Even now, later...... Your Majesty is destined to bear her......

I'm talking about someone else. ”

Xu Hui turned his head and looked at Wang De puzzled:

"Princess, when Your Majesty is here, the noble concubine Niangniang, the concubine Niangniang, that is also regarded as your majesty as life...... Why do they seem to be calm all of a sudden? Don't care about these things anymore? ”

Wang De opened his mouth, thought for a long time before sighing lightly, and looked at a peony flower in the court:

"Xu Chongrong, do you know what the original name of this Yanjia Hall was?"

Xu Hui was stunned and shook his head.

Wang De continued:

"Back then, when this Taiji Palace was still Daxing Palace, this Yanjia Palace was called Yunqing Palace. Count back ...... Three hundred years? Or maybe it's 500 years?

There is no Yanjia Hall here, and there is no Yunqing Hall at all. It's just a barren grass.

Even this Chang'an City...... Even a hundred years ago......

Xu Chongrong, what is it like here, we really don't know.

People are like this, no matter how long they live, they can't live longer than time. The old slave watched the rise and fall of the two dynasties, the changes in the wind and clouds, and saw so many people around him who lived and died, coming and going......

I finally realized some truth:

If you want to live, you must live in this moment, in this moment, here and now. Don't expect the future, let alone dwell on the past. After all, time flies like a horse, and there is no going back!

Xu Chongrong, listen to the old slave's advice:

Live well!

You also said that there are not many people in this world who remember the first emperor wholeheartedly! But according to the old slave, if you remember the emperor like this, you can't see it again.

Therefore, if you live, even the first emperor will live.

If you die, then the last living emperor will also die. Listen to the old slave's advice! ”

Xu Hui didn't answer, as if he had an understanding. After a long time, she sighed softly:

Hui'er understood. Thank you for your teachings. So, what did my father-in-law call Hui'er to come here today? ”

Wang De saw that she seemed to be a little turnaround, and his heart was also relieved, so he nodded, and then said:

"Xu Chongrong, our first move is already good. Next, I'm afraid it's time to take the second step. ”

Xu Hui nodded and looked at Wang De:

"Although I'm sick these days, I know something. So what's next? ”

Wang De thought for a while, squinted his eyes and said:

"What the Lord lacks most now is a reason."

Xu Hui understood, nodded and said:

"Then let's give the Lord a reason. And perhaps, our reason can make the Lord understand that there are some things that he can no longer escape. ”

Wang De nodded with a smile.

August 27, 23rd year of Zhenguan.

Changan.

Tai Chi Palace.

East Palace.

Yichun Palace.

Xiao Liangdi heard that Li Zhi was coming, and she was overjoyed to greet her.

"I've seen Your Majesty."