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"Do you like it?" Zuo Ying asked with a light smile.

Li Yunshen smiled in a voice full of tenderness and sweetness: "The 'Sui Hou Zhu' inlaid on this golden hairpin given by His Majesty is the size of a pigeon's egg, the texture is almost completely transparent, bright and dazzling, and the craftsmanship of carving and cutting is exquisite, it is really rare in the world, I am afraid that even the treasures in the palace can be compared. The minister was flattered and couldn't put it down. ”

"If you like it, it's fine." Zuo Ying smiled and closed her eyes again, "This is what I saw a Turkic royal family wearing when I attended the wedding banquet of Chengze's leaving palace. You like to wear coral red clothes on weekdays, and the gems on your hairpin and headband are mostly red; I remembered that you wore a purple robe that day, which was elegant and memorable, but although the clothes were good, there were no good hair accessories to match, so I fell in love with this hairpin at that time, and decided to buy it for you. Xiao San, for the sake of your hairpin, I almost did everything I brought with me when I traveled, and I almost lost all the carriages, horses, slaves and maids, in exchange for the other party's willingness to give up my love. ”

Li Yunshen naturally knew that there was an element of exaggeration and joke, but even if he didn't say it, it was not difficult for him to imagine that it would take a lot of effort to let the Turkic royal family who had such a rare treasure cut their love. Moreover, what he didn't expect was that Zuo Ying actually paid so much attention to his details, and he was always thinking about it, which made his heart tremble. He knew very well that even if she wanted to characterize her doing this as buying people's hearts, not everyone could exchange hearts for hearts like this.

"Your Majesty doesn't care about the crime of leaving the palace without permission," Li Yunshen said softly: "I still care so much about the little San'er." For the sake of Xiao San'er, he spared no expense to buy such a valuable gift for Xiao San'er, which really made Xiao San'er grateful. Although Xiao San'er was shattered and his liver and brain were smeared, he could not repay His Majesty's great kindness. ”

"Huh? Who says I don't care? Zuo Ying opened her eyes slightly, and her eyes swept gently towards Li Yunshen's eyes.

"Your Majesty. The third child is a capital offense. Li Yunshen pretended to be aggrieved and said: "Xiao San'er thinks that His Majesty and the royal husband's new wedding banquet and double entry and exit pairs, must have no time to pay attention to Xiao San'er." That's why I left the palace without invitation. ”

"Oh? Is that the weird me snubbing you? Hearing nothing nutritious, Zuo Ying was reluctant to open her eyes.

"Your Majesty, Xiao San'er doesn't dare to ......" Li Yunshen's voice became less frivolous, "The minister's stay in Wuwei for a few days was completely due to his habits over the years. Since his father returned to the mountains and forests, the minister has been around the day of his birthday. No matter where he was, he would go home, hoping to see his father and mother come home to visit him, and celebrate his birthday with his ministers as he did when he was a child. It's just that...... Unfortunately, hope has been disappointed again and again. This year is already in its sixth year. After my father and mother left home, they never re-entered the house. The minister waited for no result at that time, and his heart was sad and melancholy, so he had a few drinks with Li Junan, the housekeeper of the family, and the wine was easy to get drunk, so he delayed for a while, and begged His Majesty for forgiveness. ”

"Little San'er," Zuo Ying opened her eyes and looked at Li Yunshen's lowered eyes. "You are already my person, and in the future, I will only allow you to put your hopes on me alone, as long as you do this, I will definitely not let you down."

Zuo Ying's pun made Li Yunshen suddenly feel like his inner secret was touched and snooped. "In the future, the minister will definitely think of His Majesty in everything, and there will be no more other thoughts."

Zuo Ying said again: "From now on, don't go back on your birthday, just spend it in the palace, I will summon your family and friends to buy it for you in the palace." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your deep kindness."

Although Li Yunshen's face still had a very bewildering smile, Zuo Ying clearly felt that he was holding his hands and hugging them tighter.

"By the way, Xiao San'er, you know a lot of people, and you are smart, I have one thing to do, and I can't think of a more suitable person than you." Zuo Ying smiled lightly.

Li Yunshen's smile became courteous, "Thanks to Your Majesty's trust, the minister is extremely honored, please let Your Majesty give orders." ”

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In the middle of July, although the weather is still hot, and many pedestrians on the road are fanning their sleeves and sighing about the scorching heat, whether it is the lotus flowers dying by the lake, the cicadas that sound weaker and weaker, or the willow shades that become more and more dark green, they are all reminding people that this most vibrant and energetic season of the year is about to fade out, and the earth will gradually step towards the depression and loneliness of autumn.

Following the natural law of "spring birth and autumn killing" and highlighting the will of heaven of "heavenly punishment", the imperial court has had a system of "autumn and winter execution" since ancient times. The Book of Rites? The "Monthly Order" sets the ideal time for torture and killing as the three months of Mengqiu, Mid-autumn, and Jiqiu, that is, the autumn season that begins in July. Prisoners sentenced to death during the year know that their days are running out from this time of year.

In the afternoon of that day, a cell in the prison was opened by the jailer, and Su Meier, who was locked inside, was taken out of the prison. The jailer ordered him to finish his bathing and make-up and change into decent clothes. Then he took her to a room with a display of food and drink, and let her enjoy it.

Su Meier knelt in front of the dining table, stared at the good dishes for a long time, and suddenly shrugged her shoulders and smiled, laughing bitterly and coldly, and sarcastically.

She was very clear about the system of punishment and murder that had been established since the Book of Rites, and she was even able to memorize the chapters that described this aspect backwards: "It is the moon that has been ordered to have a priest to repair the legal system, to be imprisoned, to be shackled, to prohibit adultery, to be cautious of evil and evil, and to be persistent." Numerology looks at injuries, examines and creates, sees breaks, and judges. The prison lawsuit will be settled. If you are guilty, you will be sentenced severely. Heaven and earth are silent, and you can't win. "The one-year torture begins here, and the law enforcers must not delay or neglect.

There was a jailer watching beside her, and she couldn't repeat the old trick of breaking the porcelain bowl and cutting her wrists; And she doesn't seem to have that impulse and courage anymore.

After walking away from the ghost gate and calming down completely, she found that she still had some attachment to the world, and seemed to feel that even if she lived with a crippled body, it didn't seem too bad. She even recalled the days when she served as a "Taifu" in the royal palace of the Turks in Heisha City, and now that she thinks about it, it was not too bad at that time, at least she received some of the respect she deserved and the honor she could not have received in the Great Zhou royal family under any circumstances.

She also repented that in order to achieve the goal of revenge, she did not hesitate to smear poison on the parchment book given to the prince of Wujiang, although by mistake, Wujiang did not even touch the book, but she still felt remorse and shame for her attempt to poison her disciple.

She even recalled the time when she was young and had not yet met Helan Chong. As the only daughter of a wealthy businessman, her parents regarded her as the jewel in their palms, and she lived a carefree and comfortable life, until her obsession with that illicit relationship was discovered by her father, who was furious and expelled her from the house in spite of her willfulness......

"Helan Chong," Su Mei'er said in her heart, "In order to take revenge on you, I have been living in a foreign land for twenty years; In order to take revenge on you, I do not hesitate to hurt myself and my beloved disciples...... But today, I finally figured it out, you go first, so that even if I do anything to take revenge on you, you will no longer have the slightest consciousness, and everything you owe me cannot be repaid by you. In the end, you are still a radiant and spotless prince and nobleman, a general, and a hero; And I, on the other hand, was just a death row prisoner to be beheaded in the city's floating and lowly dust...... You've won ...... end?"

She originally thought that she had a deep hatred for Helan Chong, and she couldn't wait to see him being cut by a thousand knives before she could get rid of her hatred, but when she met Helan Chu in the palace, who looked like He Lanchong, the feeling of going back twenty years made her suddenly wake up to the fact that she still had nostalgia for the short relationship in the past, and she didn't only have hatred for Helan Chong.

Under the love-hate entanglement, her tears welled up. She raised her chopsticks, put the dish in front of her into her mouth, and drank bitter wine, laughing and crying, and swallowed slowly.

Walking out of the room where she had her last meal, the road leading to the door of the cell seemed to be the longest stretch of her life, the deepest and darkest, but it also made her the most nostalgic.

The sunlight shining in from the outside at the end of the hallway, the warm and bright feeling made her want to get closer, but also full of fear. But the stubbornness in her bones and her hatred for the final victory of those who had brought her to such a field today made her reluctant to show her cowardice and fear of death. She dragged her feet with difficulty toward the end of the hallway.

The moment she came outside, the fierce sunlight washed away everything outside, so dazzling that she instinctively closed her eyes. And she tried to open them, because she knew that this was the last sunshine she could enjoy in her life.

Suddenly, a voice made her feel like she had fallen into a dream.

"You can go."

Su Meier, who thought she was being escorted to the execution ground, couldn't believe her ears at all. She opened her eyes as hard as she could, and saw that the person who had just said this to her was clearly one of the jailers who had led her out, and there was not the slightest hint of banter or inaccuracy on his face.

When she looked ahead again, she saw a beautiful young man with a few entourages walking towards her in the spring breeze, and the scene was even more dazzling than the bright sunshine of this day.

Just when she was dazed and confused, the nearby jailers knelt down and saluted the beautiful young man, "See Her Royal Highness Concubine Yun." ”

The warden, who was accompanying the beautiful boy, saw her standing still, and shouted: "This is Her Royal Highness Concubine Yun from the palace, don't you kneel down and say goodbye?!" ”

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