"What if... If you want to survive, I can help you. Jiang Banxia's tone suddenly softened.

Cao Huifei chuckled, and her expression gradually turned calm: "No need, what if you survive?" Hiding and hiding? Do you think that's what I want? ”

When she was young, she followed her father to guard the border passes, and let her roam between the vast heaven and earth, how good it was then, but unfortunately she could never go back.

"I'm a layman, I have longed for the prosperity of Kyoto and coveted glory and wealth, and I often think I am self-righteous, but in fact, it is really sad." Cao Huifei hugged herself tightly: "I apologize to you for the events of that day, for the sake of the dying person, forgive me." ”

"You don't have to die." Jiang Banxia pursed his lips, and all his emotions came into his eyes.

Cao Huifei shook her head: "Do you know? What do I hate about you the most? I hate you the most when you are self-righteous, you are obviously the same person, but you have a condescending attitude, just like charity. ”

"You are indifferent, cruel, and unscrupulous, these are fatal moral defects in any woman, but in men, you are a hero who does great things, and since I knew everything about you, I began to be crazy jealous and envious, obviously, obviously everyone is the same, why do you live so wantonly? Why... Why? ”

"The one who steals the hook is punished, the one who steals the country is Hou, and the reason why the hero can be called the hero is because he has enough ambition." Jiang Banxia twisted the lines on the hilt of the knife, and said in a deep voice: "The old morality requires everyone to be orderly and respectful, they draw a line to divide people, step people with low status into the mud and lock women in the house, and I just step out of this line." ”

Jiang Banxia suddenly let go of the hand holding the hilt: "I.. Want to live, nothing else. ”

The wind and waves overturned Bai Lian, and there were thousands of layers of 'snow waves', and she suddenly remembered that the snow fox fur carpet in Jiang Guifei's palace seemed to be like this.

"It's time to hit the road!"

The shrill voice of the eunuch pierced the night sky, white silk hung on the beams of the palace, and the palace concubines stood on the small bed with trembling legs, crying loudly, and no one was not timid in the face of life and death.

"Oh, don't cry, girls, go down to serve the emperor, this is a great thing, think about your family, from now on you will enjoy endless glory and wealth." The eunuch guarding the temple comforted: "After a while, the slaves and maids will remove the low beds, and they will never make the ladies suffer." ”

"I'm gone, you have to live well, don't follow in my footsteps." Cao Huifei's heart was like water at this time, and she took the lead in kicking over the small bed, and she struggled twice before she moved.

The palace concubines who committed suicide by hanging beams on the main hall, whether voluntarily or forced, will be commended by the imperial court's 'festival martyrs', and their families will be proud of them, and even proudly erect one chastity arch after another.

How ironic.

Jiang Banxia laughed mockingly, her whole body couldn't stop trembling, and her nightmare returned.

"Ahh Jiang Guifei ran barefoot in the hall, shouting fiercely, the cold wind poured into her ears, and her small voice was full of 'good hate', 'good hate' and 'good hate'.

The eunuchs strangled Bai Aya and dragged her back.

Uh, uh, uh.

When the little prince heard the sound of Jiang Guifei being choked by the neck and struggling, he was stunned, his body froze, and he couldn't move at all.

"Your Highness, it's not early, it's time to go back and rest." The eunuchs surrounded the soulless prince and turned around.

That night, he had a nightmare, he dreamed that those palace concubines were alive, pulling him to play in the garden, they were all bright and lovely, smiling and smiling around him, let him accompany them more, even the concubine Niangniang, who usually frowned at him coldly, showed a kind smile, they turned faster and faster, blood and tears flowed down their eyes.

"Ahh The little prince woke up in the middle of the night, covered in cold sweat, and shouted to the palace people to light all the candles in the palace.

"Your Highness?" The eunuchs and palace maids knelt all over the ground, and they asked tentatively, "Do you have a nightmare?" ”

"Are all the candles lit?" The little prince asked nervously as he wrapped himself in the quilt.

"It's all ordered back to His Highness." The eldest companion Liu Rong replied.

"Nope! Inadequate! Go to Curry for some more candles, all of them! All of them! ”

The palace people looked at each other, this point to draw the candle?

The little prince dropped the pillow: "What are you waiting for!" ”

"Wait, come back!" The little prince stopped again: "Don't go to get the candles, call the one surnamed Jiang to the palace!" ”

"This..."The palace people were embarrassed, and said cautiously: "Commander Jiang has already left the palace. ”

The little prince sat down on the bed, and only then did he wake up, everything just now was just a dream, and he could not forget everyone's last desperate expression.

*

Before the burial of Emperor Qingwen, the coffins of the palace concubines were slowly carried from the palace to the imperial tomb.

The little prince, who had not slept all night, stood on the carriage and watched the coffins enter the depths of the underground palace with a blank expression.

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound on a coffin, and the inner supervisor who carried the coffin turned cold, and carried the coffin step by step into the underground palace as if he didn't notice it.

The little prince looked up at Jiang Banxia, who was standing on the side like a wood, and said, "That's the coffin of the noble concubine." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Banxia light um.

With the fall of the sealing stone, everything about Emperor Qingwen will come to an end, and the love-hate entanglement will not be mentioned for the time being.

*

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, under the impact of the national funeral, the palace did not dare to light the lamps and play, but the people secretly had fun, and every household secretly made the lamps according to the customs of the past years, and a few families got together to enjoy the joy of family.

"Godfather! Oh no! Our lamps have been stolen! Jiao Da rushed into the house recklessly, and was stunned at first glance, Cao Alcohol, Jiang Banxia and the old ancestor were sitting on the kang in the house!

How could the old ancestor be here! Didn't you go to pray for blessings?

"What does it look like to be flustered." Cao Ol opened his mouth and scolded angrily: "Losing a lamp is a." ”

Shangyuan Festival folk have the custom of stealing lamps, generally women steal other people's lamps and put them under the bed in order to give birth to their sons to beg for luck, on this day the family will not be angry when they lose the lamp, but follow the fun.

However, stealing the lamp and stealing it to the eunuch's house... The omen doesn't seem so good, wow.

"Ancestor Peace, please." Jiao Da smirked twice.

Cao Boci patted the hot kang with a kind eyebrow: "It's cold outside the house, right?" The upper kang is warm and warm. ”

"Hey!" Jiao Da eagerly responded, if you want to say who he respects the most in the palace, it must be the old ancestor, if he can get a word from the old ancestor, he is willing to die Jiao Da.

"Don't mind." Cao Ol frowned and said in disgust: "His feet are off and the smell is unbearable, like smoked salted fish." ”

Jiao Da's face was full of grievances, he didn't stand still and didn't move, he couldn't move, he could only look at Cao Bo with blank eyes.