He didn't remember how she reacted, but thought as if a red glow had floated on her fair cheeks, and her bright eyes were a little more shy.

That's how he fell in love with that delicate girl.

There is no identity, no involved love, pure to the extreme.

Then he was upset about the family affairs set by the emperor, and they seemed to coincide at that time.

All the changes took place under the crimson hijab, and he lifted her hijab in the joyful cave room, but there was more surprise in his eyes, and his heart was beating rapidly.

Neither she nor he would have imagined that they were the ones who had already agreed to marry.

Since that day, the young Zhao Qianmo has been extremely satisfied, with thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in his hands, and his beloved by his side.

That's enough.

But the busyness of government affairs and a batch of newcomers gradually made him gradually change from a young man to a qualified emperor.

At first, Rong Wan was still eating flying vinegar, and he also joked to her: "If you are jealous, then I will drive them all out of the palace." ”

He only thought it was a joke, but Rong Wan took it seriously, and muttered day after day: "Molang, when will you drive them away, I don't like them." ”

Finally, he got tired of the endless quarrels and said: "You are the queen, you should be generous and tolerant." ”

Since that day, she seems to have changed as a person, no longer crying with him, and smiling at the newcomer, but there seems to be something between them, and he is speechless every time he goes to her, looking at each other in pairs, but he doesn't know where to start.

So gradually, he stopped looking for her, and the woman next to him was novel, interesting, coquettish, and playful.

He seemed to have lost her.

"What are you crying about?"

Rong Wan asked the tearful Zhao Qianmo, but he also burst into tears, and in the blurred tears, her young man came back.

"I didn't know that all these years had passed."

Zhao Qianmo sighed, now that he thinks about it, even if there are many warblers and swallows, the only thing he can remember in the end is that delicate and willful girl.

"You go back, Sacrificial Son, I'll take care of it."

"Okay, then I'll come to your place for dinner later."

Rong Wan smiled, she also smiled when she saw Zhao Qianmo, even if he didn't like the sacrifice anymore, for the sake of her face, he shouldn't do it so quickly.

They seem to have gone back to talking the way they used to be, and they don't seem to have gone back.

Look at the place where the man's lamp is gone, but the lamp is still dim, but the man is no longer there.

Rong Wan walked out of the main hall, looked up at the dreary sky, wiped away her tears with her slender hands, and couldn't help but sigh that she overestimated herself and underestimated the consumption of this imperial city.

"Master, should we go to the Prince's Mansion?"

Mu Xia looked at Rong Wan worriedly, although she didn't know Rong Wan in the past, but now she still has a small temperament, she can deduce that it is an extremely interesting person.

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As soon as Zhao Yuyi's carriage arrived in the imperial city, he couldn't wait to jump out of the car, if he waited for this thing to enter, he would never want to take one last look at the Yingshuren.

So everyone saw the three princes running in a hurry, no one knew when it happened, and in this palace, an unfavored waste man died, lighter than ants.

Yingshuren breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel that his body seemed to be much lighter, and his cloudy eyes were also clear, and he could see the glow outside.

This is the reflection of the light, she looked at the palace where she had lived for many years, and finally began to be dilapidated and lonely little by little with the change of her face.

She has no wishes and long-cherished wishes in this life, and the only thing she cares about is Zhao Yuyi.

She can't stand this kid...

She shouldn't have done that back then, ruining his life.

When she gave birth that year, she was one step more sober and learned that she gave birth with the queen, so she had bad intentions, wanted the tanuki to change the prince, and colluded with the nurse to change the child.

Today's third prince Zhao Haoyi should be the queen's child and the crown prince of Zhao Xiguo, and he should live a brilliant life, not like dust.

Since she changed her child, she has been frightened day by day, on the one hand, she misses her child and often visits, and on the other hand, she also feels indebted to Zhao Yuyi.

I only remember that when he was a child, he often asked her why his father didn't come to see him, why other princes could study together, and why his identity was taken away by the concubine's children...

She now wanted to tell him that he was good, strong and brave, and that she was to blame for all this, and that she had changed him with her own hands and given everything to her own children.

The emotions of more than ten years are far deeper than that blood.

So she regretted it, she began to spread rumors, wanting people to find out the truth, but she never thought that the queen didn't believe it at all, and even turned against the army, using this matter to make Zhao Yuyi estranged from her.

Yingshuren's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and her withered face is also pale and terrifying, and she is afraid that she will see her head in that beautiful scene.

"Bang!"

"Mother!"

Zhao Yuyi kicked open the door and rushed in regardless of it, he helped the Yingshu people up, but his hands were shaking, he didn't know why he was afraid, he only knew that he didn't want her to go.

"Yi'er, you... You are..."

Yingshu lit the last bit of light, tears rolled down his cheeks, and looked at the familiar children in front of him, as if he had returned to the days when they depended on each other.

But providence made people, and finally she didn't have the strength to finish the whole sentence, and the hand that raised to touch his cheek was only half gone.

"Mother, don't die, don't die, I don't believe those rumors anymore, I don't believe it anymore..."

Zhao Yuyi held the dry and cold corpse in his arms, and the voice of grief spread throughout the palace, and his gloomy eyes since he was a child became fragile and helpless.

He cried and cried, trying to wake up the man in his arms with his voice, but there was silence, except for his fingers, which were so tight and white, and his frighteningly swollen eyes.

Almost at night, the hall without candles looked eerie and terrifying, and Han Xintian stood outside the door all the time, and only dared to enter when he heard that there was no movement in the house.

She only held on to the door frame, looked at the motionless figure holding the Yingshu from afar, hesitated for a long time, and then reluctantly spoke: "Your Highness, it's been a day, you can eat something, don't be hungry." ”

But Zhao Xiaoyi didn't seem to hear her words and didn't answer.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to comfort her, she heard a calm and hoarse voice from inside: "Find a few people and bury her." ”

According to the rules, the abolished concubines are not allowed to enter the concubine's mausoleum, either find a feng shui treasure or hastily dispose of it.

Therefore, the so-called struggle is not only for the glory of life, but also for the dignity after death.

After saying that, Zhao Yuyi let go of the corpse and walked out with blank eyes.

Seeing this, Han Xin wanted to call him, but even she trembled with the dead air on his body when he missed it, and she suddenly understood that now Zhao Yuyi no longer has worries and fetters, and is completely sunk.

She was suddenly afraid of him fighting, and she wanted him to fight, if she didn't fight, she could only wait for death, but in his current state, she couldn't think of anything crazy he could do.

Zhao Yuyi changed into white clothes for the first time, and he was also the son of Junlang, but there was no expression on his face, and he couldn't be stiff.

He blindly walked through various palaces, the emperor's, the queen's, the concubine's, and the concubine's, but none of them wanted to stay, so he went straight out of the palace.

Now that Yingshu is dead, he still needs to investigate his life experience, if there is nothing greasy, why did Mama Feng die innocently and tragically, all this must be hiding something.

Han Weixi was hugged by Baili Junyu and cried for a long time, her eyes hurt, and then she was completely awake, she suddenly realized what she had done, and pushed Baili Junyu away.

"Why do you take advantage of me when I'm uncomfortable, you wait, Zhao Yu will clean you up!"

She felt aggrieved again as she spoke, and her tears fell again, which made Baili Junyu completely unsure of what to do, and he didn't coax or not.

"You go back to the palace with me, it's getting dark, and it's not safe for you to be a woman on the street."

Baili Junyu looked up at the sky and said to Han Weixi, who was rubbing his eyes and sniffing his nose.

Han Weixi glanced up at him, pursed his lips, and said, "It's better for me to stay on the street with you when I go back, you give me silver, I'm hungry." ”

Saying that, he stretched out his hand like a trick, Baili Junyu smiled, reluctantly untied the silver on his body and put it in her hand, and said, "Is it enough?" It's not enough for me to let people take it. ”

Han Weixi shook the silver in her hand, pretending to be, in fact, she didn't understand how much it was, but it was a big bag, and it was still very heavy.

"Zhao Yu will pay you back in the future."

After saying that, she ran into the distance with the silver in her arms, and when Baili Junyu saw this, he immediately turned around and ordered: "Follow her." ”

"Yes!"

Ling Duan responded, glanced at the silent Feng Qingmo, and sighed, although he sympathized with this woman, but indeed he also understood the master's thoughts about Han Weixi, as a person of Baili Junyu, he must go to Baili Junyu.

After Zhao Yusai finished speaking, he had been pondering in the study, his heart was very flustered, thinking of his father's appearance, and thinking of the rumor...

If it was true, he would have nothing left, and the queen mother, who loves him now, will she still treat him as always?

Thinking about it, I felt ridiculous, and I tried in vain to get affection in the royal family.

Seeing that the window gradually darkened, thoughts surged, and suddenly thought of the tone and face of Han Weixi who was excited and expected to pounce on him in the afternoon.

She's a stupid girl, it's time for her to cry secretly.

So he walked out quickly, and before he could reach the west side hall, Mama Ru came over and said, "Miss Han ran out after you finished talking to her, and she hasn't come back yet." ”

This sentence made Zhao Yuxi panic, he stepped in and shouted Han Weixi's name in disbelief, but no one answered, the cold room and the flat bedding were clearly traces of no one living yet.

didn't think much about it, Zhao Yusai immediately called the guards of the entire prince's mansion and asked them to scatter to search, and ran out onto the street himself.

"Auntie, have you seen a woman with two balls, very beautiful, wearing a green dress."

He squatted down and asked the vegetable lady on the street, anxious but helpless, only to see the lady scratching her head, and then said slowly: "I don't remember exactly, but I don't know how to kill a horse on the street today, hey, the blood is flowing everywhere, it seems to be because of which lady I kicked?" ”

Horse, lady...

Zhao Yusai staggered to his feet and began to sprint, and it hadn't been long before the blood stains had dried.

He found the bloody field, but he also saw the Baili Junyu.

"What about Weixi, where did you hide her?"

He didn't care about his identity, so he went up and grabbed Baili Junyu's collar and asked threateningly.