August 16 of the sixth year of Datang Yonghui. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Tai Chi Palace.

Inside the temple.

It's dark. Even now, it's just past unitary time.

A woman, with long green hair and only a golden hairpin on the top of her head, stood by the pillar of Her Royal Highness, looking at the sky with purple glow from afar.

Her eyes were calm, so calm that the sky reflected in the lacquered pupils seemed to be enough for a sea.

The sea is so quiet that there is not the slightest wave.

This kind of calm has been maintained, and even when the figure walked up, she still had such eyes, such expressions, and such postures.

Golden crown, treasure hairpin, crow sideburns, sword eyebrows, ink pupils, jade quasi, red lips, carved jaws......

It's still the same snow-green robe, with moon-white wide sleeves.

It is still standing with a negative hand, high-spirited and luxurious.

Li Zhi paced up the steps leisurely step by step, ignoring the fact that De'an behind him was a little struggling, just walked up the steps step by step, step by step.

walked to the side of her, stood side by side with her, looked at the dark hall without looking back, and said lightly:

"I have something to say. But if you don't want to hear it, I won't wait. ”

After speaking, he was calm and set off to step into the temple.

That step, a sound, seemed to step on the bottom of her heart.

Blinked, didn't look at De'an, who seemed to be a regular salute to herself, she took a deep breath, slowly turned around and turned in the direction of his back, blinked her long eyelashes, lowered her eyes, fluttered, and then rose again, a bright red embroidered gold phoenix flowing clouds and wide sleeves, and between walking, gently fluttering, like a fire-colored butterfly fighting fire, followed by the cool moon white, all the way into the indistinct inky depths.

……

Night, not yet come.

Palace, deep.

On a small table that is so simple that it is incompatible with the three characters of the Taiji Palace, there are a few side dishes, a jade pot, and two pure color porcelain cups, one on Li Zhi's side, and the other in front of her.

A thin sound of "puffing" sounded, but it was De'an, who was behind him with the white jade whisk behind him, rolling up his sleeves and pouring light blue wine for the empty cup in front of him.

She lowered her eyes, looking at the emerald liquor, but there was a faint smile on her lips, raising her eyes, looking at Li Zhi, her eyes were slightly curved, and she smiled as innocently and happily as a little girl.

Li Zhi didn't seem to have seen her smile like this, just stared at her face and asked her indifferently:

"Doesn't it seem like you still can't speak?"

She nodded obediently and lowered her eyelashes softly, her gaze like water.

Li Zhi nodded, picked up the wine glass in his hand, but didn't drink it, just put it on the table and watched, nodded and said:

"It's okay if I can't say it, I'll say it."

He looked up again, looked at her, and let out a long breath, wanting to say something, but after all, he was speechless, and just silently drank the wine. Then, put down the cup, let Dean pour another glass into it, and then drink it all again......

After three times, he stopped, put down the cup, leaned back, and only looked back in the circle chair, for the first time, so earnestly looking at the woman in front of him.

She is completely different from the Wang Shanrou in her impression.

There is no phoenix crown and golden hairpin, no red robe and cloud silk, no flower golden day, no fat and fragrant powder......

At this moment, she is as clean as a child.

Seeing her jade fingers in her bare hands, she put the golden eagle nanzhu between her teeth like beaded shells, and hesitated to look only between the dishes, not knowing which one to eat......

Li Zhi's gaze suddenly twitched......

Such a Wang Shanrou, such a gentle and lovely Wang Shanrou, what reminds him of is just a face......

A small face, a pink and cute little face that is not stained with a little vulgarity.

And those little hands.

Li Zhi clenched his fingers blankly-

As if, just as if.

Just between this hand, I could feel the small, tender, like the tips of newborn spring bamboo shoots, with her thin, small, soft nails that seemed to break when pressed, softly and timidly against her palm......

Like a chick he had rescued when he was a child, he relied on the tip of his small beak that had not faded and delicately pressed against the palm of his hand, the softest place. It went straight to the bottom of his heart.

It's like he's relived this feeling with affection countless times when he held her.

Li Zhi closed his eyes, closed them tightly, and put his palms in front of his forehead, trying to relive that temperature.

It was a lot warmer than him.

…… I remember that at the beginning, he was also very uneasy about this surprisingly high temperature, and even repeatedly confirmed to the beloved woman who brought such a magical treasure of creation to the world:

"Mei Niang, Yan'er is so hot...... Is it cold? Xuan Taiyi? Do you want to ......?"

"Alright! Don't toss those old gentlemen! Children's body temperature is already higher than that of children. ”

The Mei Niang who brought such a miracle to him, his Mei Niang, teased him so clearly and movingly. He was still in a hurry, making a new dress for the small and soft body he was holding in his arms.

The best material, the best silk thread, the best jade......

Even then, he still felt, until now, that such a thing, with a treasure like his, was too shabby......

The kid ...... The kid ...... The kid ......

That child is so beautiful, so pure......

Since she was born, she couldn't bear to let everyone around her suffer, especially her mother......

It always has been.

Don't cry, don't make trouble, just love to laugh.

Whoever they saw was smiling.

Full, not full, sleep, didn't sleep well......

She never cries or makes trouble.

At most, when she was not happy, she raised her little brow and crouched into a small snail, revealing a sad expression.

But he never cried—even though it was just such an expression that could already make people feel distressed to death. made him lose his usual bearing, and he was angry at those who dared to make her so lovely......

But he was still grateful, thanking God for giving him such a treasure, such a well-behaved and sensible baby.

She is really well-behaved and sensible. Not only did she not cry, but when she laughed, she never loved to grin with the joy that is common in children's families.

Often, like her mother, she gently hooks the corner of her little red lips with a pearl-like luster, and bends her round wet ink eyes into two half-moons, as if the stars in the whole sky are circled into these two half-moons, and smiles at you.

When she looks at you, the stars seem to look at you with her eyes.

It's like...... The whole sky is in her eyes, looking at you tenderly and smiling.

Such a baby......

His baby......

Li Zhi's tears slipped silently down the corners of his closed eyes.

He wanted to recall the small, tender, hot and slightly hot like the tips of the spring shoots, but it was extremely comfortable, with her thin, small, soft nails that seemed to break at the touch of a button, and the feeling of a fledgling trusting and delicate in the palm of her hand......

But when he used all his mind to recall, all he remembered was the cold, stiff ......

That cold ...... Stiff ......

It seems to have been frozen into ice by winter snow......

His little hand...... It was the little hand that gave him a real feeling for the first time, a feeling that he had it all.

He lost her.

From that moment on, he lost her forever.

Countless times, he told himself that she hadn't left him, just ...... It's just that his father, with his mother, also loves that child as much as he does.

That lovely child, his miracle, his darling......

That's why I took her away, and I was afraid that in the next few days, this child would have to suffer and suffer......

She is so beautiful, so good, how can she endure such a red and dusty suffering?

So, he understood, and he understood, it was really best for her to leave this kind of place...... Because he never thought that she could meet someone who could really protect her very well and not let her get hurt or aggrieved at all.

That's him...... It's him, Li Zhi, her father, the one who loves her like this...... No, not after all.

But...... But he still misses her, every time he sees those little clothes that are secretly hidden by Mei Niang......

Whenever I hear the word Yan......

Even every time I see Hong'er's smiling face......

He's ...... Miss her, miss her endlessly......

Li Zhi, who was already unable to control his emotions and cried silently until his eyes were blurred, opened his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him who was stunned because of his crying and tears, and his eyes were wide and at a loss, like a little girl.

He suddenly felt extremely nauseous, a strong urge that burned his eyes red and burned the last shred of his sanity.

He didn't want to see a face like that again......

Such a face that made him nauseous......

He had forgotten the purpose of his visit, that he had come to pardon her, to leave the palace, to leave here, to return to her glorious mother's house, to her mother, and to spend the rest of her life in peace, as a little compensation for what he owed her for many years......

He forgot.

At least the moment before he was screamed at him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and desperately pulled his hand, begging him to let go of De'an, come back to his senses, his hands, those that had never been bloody, clean and slender, were tightly clutched around her neck.

Her face was suffocated red, but she was still as innocent as a little girl, pitiful, and even reddened from the corners of her eyes, and two lines of tears flowed out.

That kind of eyes, such clarity, such innocent looking at him, as if asking:

Why?

Why her?

…… yes, why her?

De'an's shouts seemed to be far away from the clouds, and he couldn't hear it too really at all, but despite this, his strength seemed to be used up. could only let go, collapsed in De'an's arms, stunned, looked at her, and wept silently.

"Why you?"

Li Zhi asked lightly:

"You want to ask that, don't you?"

He looked at Wang Shanrou, who couldn't support himself and fell to the ground because he suddenly let go, choking and coughing, but he couldn't make a sound, coldly, half-leaning in De'an's arms, looking down at her with a frosty face:

"Why you...... Don't you know?

From the beginning, you were the one who chose this path, didn't you? ”

Li Zhi lowered his eyes, looked at her, his expression was indifferent, and at the same time, with a force, he shook off De'an, who was holding him, staggered a step, took a long breath, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, squatted down, and stabbed his gaze into her confused and restless eyes like a knife, looked at her, and said word by word:

"Do you want to tell me that when your parents told you that you would become a concubine, become the queen of the Tang Dynasty in the future, and become the mother of the country, were you not happy at all?

Or do you want to tell me that when you enter the palace and listen to me tell you clearly that I don't have the slightest resentment and jealousy when I don't have the slightest heart to put on you? Willing to admit that situation?

Or......

All these years in the palace, what you have been most eager for is to leave my side, like the Cui family, and live the life she really wants? I've never thought of forcing me to empathize with you...... I never want all the people and things around me to exist and live according to your will......

Never wanted to control everyone, including me, and control everyone to live according to your heart?

I never wanted to kill every woman I loved, or had the slightest bit of pity?

Even ......"

Li Zhi paused, leaned his face closer to Wang Shanrou, and lowered his voice softer:

"You never even wanted my baby Yan'er to die...... Never wanted to move a finger, a hair, a trace of her? ”

Wang Shanrou's expression changed, becoming painful, guilty, desperate, and remorseful......

But Li Zhi has no desire to watch it anymore, and he doesn't want to watch it anymore.

Because every time he saw her, all he could think of was the child's smile. Such a warm and clear smile.

Even if it's Mei Niang......

Even if it is his life in this life, his life's wish, he can't replace the smile.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled a long breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes were already cold.

Turning around, he didn't look at the woman who was lying at his feet, crying silently and crying and pleading, but only threw a message to De'an, who was standing on the side, which could be regarded as the last parting with her:

"It's my last bit of kindness to her......

In this way, when she returns to the Taiyuan Wang family, she will only be branded as a daughter of the Taiyuan Wang family like a cargo, and sent to the second man who is beneficial to the Taiyuan Wang family. It's just a piece of goods, and her mother won't let a piece of goods rot in her hands.

So she will be sent out again, just like when they sent her to the palace in order to be crowned as the queen of the Yin Rong Wang clan, but she didn't want to. ”

Li Zhi turned his head and finally glanced down at the woman who was shocked by his cold words and said:

"Yes, I forgive you. Because if you think about it, in fact, you have always been regarded as a beautiful and gorgeous tribute by your family, even you, and only regarded yourself as a cargo, never as a person.

So naturally you don't know how to behave and how to treat people. ”

Li Zhi turned his head, stared ahead, and said lightly:

"I'll tell Dean to leave a bottle of medicine with you. A bottle of medicine that will give you complete relief. The effect will be fast, and you won't be in much pain.

It's going to be over soon-I'm worried about whether you'll make my Yan'er sad if you go.

But I think that most of you can't see my Yan'er, even if you do, I'm afraid that my father and mother are over there, and I can't allow you to get close to a star.

Therefore I will not stop you, and you will go.

Of course, if you don't want to go there, you can naturally stay in this deep palace forever. I can't even let you go to the Long Street, working as hard as the convicts you've never seen before.

Just ......"

Li Zhi raised his chin again, looked at the brilliant golden sunset outside the hall, and said slowly:

"It's just that you're the only one here in the future.

It's not just this Shine Temple......

The entire Taiji Palace, I won't want it anymore.

Because it belongs to the father and the queen mother, to An Ning, to the eldest brother, to the third brother, and to the fourth brother...... It belongs to Yan'er and belongs to Liu's ......

belongs to them.

It's my home, it used to be.

Now ......"

Li Zhi hooked the corners of his lips and smiled softly:

"My home, but next to Mei Niang."

At this point, Li Zhi had nothing to say, only watched De'an put the small porcelain bottle stuffed with a cork lid wrapped in silver silk on the table, and then turned around and strode away.

Even, the moment he turned around, he didn't kneel on the ground, and Wang Shanrou, who seemed to be dead, looked at his face again.

The entire Linzhao Hall gradually fell into darkness.

…… For a long time, for a long time......

Long.

A soft sound, resounding in the hall, seemed to be the sound of some porcelain falling to the ground and shattering.

Then there was a soft, soft thud of an object falling from a branch in the vast, empty palace.

For a moment, he was never heard again.

Serenity.

Eternal tranquility.