When I was very young, my mother told me a legend.

There is still the only ancient mythical beast left in our land, this mythical beast feeds on the memories of humans, so it likes to listen to human stories the most, and in return, the feathers on its body, if treated with secret techniques, will be a rare medicine, can live the dead medicine white bones. It usually appears in the form of a bird...

"I vaguely remember the smile on my mother's face when she told me." That's what Ying Zheng said to Luo Thorn.

After leaving the secluded enclosure that day, Mo Fan brought Ying Zheng to her.

This is the woman's child. Luo Thorn looked at Ying Zheng steadily.

"Maybe there is that divine beast among the birds flying in the sky now." Ying Zheng didn't mind looking at him, and still talked about himself.

"It's just... I don't know what it's called. ”

"Burn."

"What?"

“……”

Seeing that Luo Thorn ignored him, he was not annoyed, "My mother was seriously ill that year, and I told my father the story of the mythical beast, he loves his mother so much, and he will definitely do everything to find it to save his mother." But then... Mother is still gone. My father probably didn't find it. Luo Thorn was speechless.

Actually, the emperor found it.

It's just that it can't save her.

No one can save a man who is bent on death, and it is no exception.

Ten years ago, the emperor's favorite prince, Yan, was seriously ill. Imperial Concubine Jiayi is the biological mother of the prince Yan, the woman is weak, and the mother is strong, she doesn't know where to find a way to make the dying prince Yan have no symptoms overnight and come back to life.

And herself... but it is decaying day by day.

That legend is true, the emperor at that time found the divine beast according to the method given by Junyang Houfu, that is, Jiayi's mother.

But Luo Jian remembered that on the day of ten years, the palace made of glazed gold tiles was easily buried by snow, and the palace of the imperial concubine, which burned several charcoal basins, was obviously roasted to the point that people's clothes were getting wet, but Jiayi's hands were never warm.

At that time, she could save her, and even, she was willing to save her.

But no one knew about Jiayi except Luo Thorn, and she refused.

And at the end of that day, Luo Thorn got a long, long story, and what Luo Thorn should do is to protect the prince Yan I.

This is the agreement she made with Jiayi.

At that time, Luo Jian felt that a woman like Jiayi should not be trapped in the palace, and sometimes felt that the wisdom given to her by God might be to give her the ability to protect herself in the palace.

Duanhuang Guifei Jiayi died, and the emperor also fell ill due to the loss of his favorite concubine. Since the death of the queen, the middle palace has been vacant. The six palaces were originally taken care of by the imperial concubine, but now, the imperial concubine has also gone, and for a while, the palace is white, and Shengsheng can see a bit of depression.

The most distressing should be the five-year-old prince Yan.

Unexpectedly, the emperor, who regarded the prince Yan as a treasure, ordered the prince Yan to be sent to Changxiang Temple to become a monk on the day of the imperial concubine's funeral.

It was embarrassing for a while.

From then on for ten years until the emperor became seriously ill, the prince Yan and his maternal grandfather Junyang Hou never set foot in the palace.

Originally, I thought that the prince Yan, who was no longer a prince, would be able to live together safely from now on, but in the past two years, the emperor has been lying on the couch, the imperial power has fallen, and his relatives are in charge, and I don't know where it came out, and the edict of succession is written on the prince Yan.

It caused an uproar for a while.

The ladies and princes of the palace are suspicious, and I am afraid that many people want to get rid of the prince as soon as possible.

Before Mo Fan went to find Luo Thorn, Ying Zheng had already suffered several assassinations, each time he was able to save his life.

Ying Zheng touched his head helplessly, "Do you think I'm unlucky?" ”

Luo Thorn nodded approvingly.

From the emperor's favorite prince to a monk of Changxiang Temple overnight, he thought that he could always accompany the ancient Buddha of the green lantern for the rest of his life, but he was inexplicably involved in the dispute between the crown princes.

Born in the royal family, I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky.