The crown prince is the eldest son of Empress Zhaode, and at the beginning of Li Shi's accession to the throne, he canonized the nineteen-year-old Li Yu as the crown prince. At that time, the prince had already become a father for the first time, and he had Chun'er, who was babbling.

For more than 20 years, the crown prince has always been benevolent and modest, forbearant and cowardly, and always hides his gaze in a dodgy way. But when I saw that gaze by chance, it was always dark, and there was a trace of scheming and calculation in it, which was not pleasing.

Li Shi let his concubines and sons fight openly and secretly, but he didn't like such a cowering prince who only wanted nothing to blame, but he was scheming.

Many years ago, Li Shi grew up with his eldest brother Li Miao, and he was the closest of many brothers. But later, he put a cold arrow behind his back for the emperor's throne and killed his eldest brother.

This is another secret guilt in his life, after he ascended the throne, the first thing he did was to posthumously call the eldest brother the prince Zhaojing, and succeeded the eldest brother's youngest son as the second prince. He even thought that after a hundred years, he would pass the throne to his eldest brother's son, so that he would be able to explain to his eldest brother when he went underground.

Yi'er is very competitive, but sometimes Li Shi even resents himself, why didn't he cultivate Yu'er into a bastard who indulges in lust and lust in his early years, if so, he can abolish the prince without hesitation, and canonize the second prince Li Yi as the crown prince and inherit the unification.

Yi'er ...... It's really like a big brother, a real temperament. Li Shi didn't know that at first he used his little affection for Tao Zhuo to use the child raised under Tao Zhuo's knees as a bargaining chip. But then, he became emotional.

The emperor's family is the most jealous of emotion, and he is fond of Guo's family, and he is also emotionally attached to Wei Taozhuo.

No matter how emotional, he is still willing to give up. But Yi'er couldn't get it, and she refused to give it up, so that today, she let this woman in, and let the sharp blade in her hand against his throat.

In other words, Yi'er is a good man worthy of the admiration of thousands of women, but he is not the most suitable monarch in the abyss of this empire.

Yi'er, Prince Zhaojing, King Jianning, and even Xian'er are actually the same kind of people, who are very affectionate and sexual, but they have to become stepping stones before the throne after all.

To this day, he no longer knows what his recitation looks like, neither a straw bag that is completely unsuitable for inheriting the throne, nor the most suitable Ming Jun.

But he saw his Chun'er, how could he not know the relationship between Chun'er and Xian'er, but he also saw the determination and courage of Chun'er's strong man to break his wrist.

That's the imperial spirit he wants.

Even he had faintly seen that Chun'er would not succumb to Yu'er for long.

Today, everything is a foregone conclusion, perhaps, this is their destined fate.

This secret decree, or his last edict, he wrote it at the moment, and when he got underground, he would never see his eldest brother again. He didn't write, but he was ashamed of Empress Zhaode, and he was ashamed...... Tao Zhuo.

He knew that there was no pen and ink in the house, Concubine Wei Xian had already come to clean up yesterday, she had murdered the hard-working Tao Zhuo, murdered many favorite concubines and princes in the Daming Palace, and even made many princes and princesses too late to come to this world.

Concubine Wei Xian is also a capable person, and in the end, even he was almost completely controlled by her.

He glanced around, his eyes flashed with the sharp gaze of a heroic and wise king, put his middle finger into his mouth, bit his fingertips hard, and slowly, steadily, wrote the seven words "Passed on to the prince Li Chan" on the five-colored silk.

He held the five-colored silk tightly in his hand, and in this life, countless wills came out of his hands.

He pondered for a moment, thinking about whether to let Concubine Xian be martyred. But he finally let go, took out a small seal from his body, dipped it in his own blood, and stamped it vigorously.

After doing this series of actions, he was a little tired, handed the five-colored silk to Nian Yun, leaned on the couch and said: "The jade seal is not in my hands, it is stamped with my private seal, and those old ministers recognize it." You take it and give it to the prince! ”

When she came in, she was still searched, and when she went out, it was naturally not so easy to get by.

Nianyun thought about it, took the five-colored silk, turned to the back of the couch, took off the jacket and skirt, untied the breast, wrapped the five-colored silk around the body, and wore it as a profane garment, tied it tightly with the belt that wrapped the chest, and then put on the clothes layer by layer.

When she walked in front of the emperor again, she couldn't see that she was wearing an extra one.

The emperor pulled her to sit beside him and said, "You can tell me more about Tao Zhuo, I want to hear it, how has she been doing over the years?" ”

Nian Yun sat beside him and talked about the past in Yangzhou. Talking about her liking to boil Yangxian tea without other condiments, talking about her idle novice kither playing the pipa, and talking about her liking to embroider the peach blossoms that gradually fall on the hem of her clothes, the corners of the emperor's mouth are always smiling. He said that sure enough, it was her, the same as before, and it had not changed at all from back then.

He also sighed that since she left, he felt guilty and uneasy, and sent someone to Yangzhou three times to pick her up. But she refused, saying nothing, and would not allow the people he had arranged for her to stay with her. So much so that for decades, there was no news of her.

He thought that he would never hear about her again in this life, but he didn't expect that when he was sick, there would be someone who was familiar with her to talk about her, so that he could reminisce about the past when he was young.

He was in excellent spirits that day, and he said a great deal. Nianyun also accompanied him and followed him. Li Yi waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help but go to see the two ancestors and grandchildren. Seeing that they were chatting happily, he stood at the door and stood for a long time, but there were some tears in his eyes, and he did not want to disturb each other.

Nianyun stayed in the dormitory for more than an hour, and Li Yi saw that the emperor was really tired, so he walked over, pulled the quilt for him, and said, "Father's dragon body is important, it's time to rest." ”

The emperor glanced at him deeply, and then looked at Nian Yun, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, as if he had infinite regret in his heart. After a long time, he nodded, and Li Yi helped him fall down on the couch.

Nian Yun knelt down in front of the emperor's couch and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, the courtier...... Retirement. ”

The emperor didn't look at her again, and raised his hand slightly, which was a promise.

Walking into the main hall, sure enough, two palace maids came over and carefully checked her clothes in case something came out. Nian Yun generously stretched out her arms and let them check it, they didn't really strip her naked for examination, and they didn't find any clues.

The emperor was probably really tired, and soon fell asleep, and Li Yi rushed out.

"Konoha!"

She stood at the foot of the long white marble stairs between the Zichen Hall and the Hanyuan Hall and turned her head.

However, the distance of 100 meters seems to be separated by the whole world.

The holy decree that she wore closely, the gold threads woven on it were uncomfortable on her skin, and the big characters of the blood book burned her body like a soldering iron.

She knew that as long as she could walk out of Danfeng Gate smoothly today, from now on, the two of them might be separated by life and death, or maybe they would never see each other again in this life and this life.

She didn't know if allowing her to walk in was Li Yi's sympathy for his father's love for a woman, or just a little residual affection for her.

After all, she was going to betray him and give him a fatal blow at this critical moment.

He looked at her, and walked down the stone steps step by step, step by step to approach her. The stone steps were so high and so long, and he suddenly had the illusion that the stone steps would never end, and that he would not be able to really walk in front of her for the rest of his life.

A leader of the Praetorian Guard wearing armor ran out of Hanyuan Palace, ran to him, bowed his head and saluted: "Your Highness, she is from the East Palace, do you want to be detained first?" ”

Li Yi waved his hand and motioned for him to go down.

The leader was unwilling: "Your Highness! ”

Li Yi looked at him and sighed: "Go down!" ”

The leader had no choice but to press the sword at his waist and retreat silently.

Nian Yun looked up at him, there were countless emotions surging in his eyes, but they were well hidden. Looking at it again, it seems to be calm at all.

He walked over, slowly raised his hand, and gently put on the hood with a ring of mink fur for her, and fastened the strap of the hood in front of her neck for her. He took it so seriously, as if he were treating his most beloved treasure.

At this moment, there was only one her in his eyes, as if there were only two of him and her left in this world.

Every time I feel that it is a farewell, although it is not every time, I can clearly feel that the number of times I have seen each other in this life is less than once, maybe that time, it will be really, death and life will never see each other again.

His hand rested on her shoulder, and he looked at her deeply again, as if to take her into his own. Finally, he withdrew his hand, "You go!" ”

That night, on the quiet long street, he also let her go, she said with tears in her eyes, you go first, I watched you go.

So he really jumped into the carriage in style, and went away without looking back.

It's not that he doesn't want to look back, but when he turns back, tears will definitely fall. Once he turns back, he will never be willing to let go.

This time, it was his turn to watch her go. Nian Yun took one last look at his vicissitudes of life, and the tears in his eyes almost fell.

"Take care."

She quickly turned, lifted her skirt, and ran in the direction of Suzaku Gate. She felt her silver-red cloak fluttering in the wind, and felt her pine-green skirt fill the wind, like a bulging sail, about to sail away.

She seemed to hear her tears falling in the snow, blooming one by one scorching peach blossoms, and she couldn't bear to look back.

ran all the way to the gate of Danfeng, and the guards guarding the door led her horse. She took the reins and stood still. Out of this palace gate, she will use the riding skills he taught to leave, and from then on, there will be no turning back.

She couldn't help but look back again. At some point, the snow began to fall again. At the end of the falling snow, he was dressed in azure clothes, and his long body was jade, just like the first time he saw him more than ten years ago.

Life is originally such a cycle and a predestined farewell.

She took a deep breath, rolled over her horse, and galloped away.