The rain in August was a little impatient and perfunctory, and a dark cloud fell and the water that had accumulated for a long time was immediately contained and quickly dispersed into the distance. The warm breeze is warm, the green grass guards the love of the rain and dew, looking up at the blue sky with satisfaction, there is an isolated white marble stele carved with the pattern of "Xiao Shao Jiucheng, Fenghuang Laiyi" in the sea of flowers on the other side, after the rain washes, it glows with cold blue light in the sun, it looks cold, and the word "emperor" written in the gold on the stele is high-profile and dazzling, there is a sense of incongruity. More than 4,000 uniformed soldiers guarded the sea of flowers, and the war horses were tied to graze by the river a mile away, for fear that a neighing would disturb Er Zhurong, who was standing in front of the monument.

I saw that Er Zhurong was wearing soapy black dragon soft armor, but he was not wearing a helmet, a white satin bundle of hair, and a pair of warm blue eyes on his cold face, he quietly enjoyed the time alone with her at this time, as if she was really by his side, but the face of the sun was vivid. The proud peony on the top of the stele is engraved exquisitely and delicately, and the stamens in the petals are all distinct, Er Zhurong stretched out his hand, gently rubbed the edges and corners of the lines with his fingertips, as if caressing her hair, and muttered, "It's been three years, I've been alone here for three years, how many times have I looked forward to you coming to my dreams, but I have never been able to." Zhen'er, are you still blaming me, blaming me for that impulse? But you know, I really don't want to kill you, killing you is destroying my dreams for years. Even if I can only look at you from afar, at least you are alive, even if you scold me, beat me, even if you disdain to look at me, as long as I can feel your breath, your temperature, your faint fragrance. I remember that your favorite was the magnolia scent, did you really see the cliff in front of you? I still remember that Gao Zhao asked me to assassinate you, you and King Qinghe fled to the edge of the cliff, and when you pulled me off the cliff in order to protect him, your face was so close that I could see your eyelashes, and your breath was lightly spit in my ears, no, hehe, you only had killing intent towards me at that time, why did you spit out the word lightly. If you're still here, you'll make fun of me again. But, Zhen'er, you believe me, I love you for as long as I study, and Mr. has invited a few waves and killed a few waves. None of this is important, the important thing is that I just want to be able to laugh with you one day and laugh at the river and Han Jiaojiao, and write about the past and the present. What he can't give, I'm willing to give you, but you'd rather lie quietly than give me the slightest chance, how unwilling you are to see my glory at this time, I have fulfilled the vow I made, but only your existence is missing. In the past three years, when I was fighting on the battlefield, I still had your old face in red in my eyes in my dreams a few times. Er Zhurong slowly lowered his waist, hugged the cold stele, and pressed his face against the eaves of the stele, "Your temperature to me seems to be the same as this stele, can't my hot heart warm you at all?" Zhen'er, if I am 100% sincere, can I exchange you with a bit of warmth, even if it is not for me, for the sake of the country of Dawei. Why don't you turn around so calmly, you understand that it is the greatest humiliation for me, ignoring me like an ant on the ground, the humility that you can ignore even if you bow your head, is what I am most afraid of. Even if you lift your foot, crush me, or bypass me, at least I know you're noticing me. Really, I am as small as dust, and I only want to fall in your hair, if you don't find out, I will always be there, mixed with your fragrance. ”

"If you only stay in my hair, how can you see my face?" A voice as clear as the Empty Valley Orchid sounded behind Er Zhurong, ethereal.

When Er Zhurong looked back, he saw that the Empress Dowager Hu was the same as the eighteen-nineteen appearance, with a smile between her eyebrows, her eyes were flowing, her lips were like peach blossoms, and she wanted to talk, as if she had infinite style. He was a little forgetful and said, "Zhen'er, you're here, is it really you?" ”

"How not me? Knowing that you have been thinking about me for a long time, I specially beg the god of flowers to allow me to come to see you. Empress Dowager Hu smiled and gently placed Rou Yi in the palm of Er Zhurong's outstretched hand, "Now that I am in front of you, why do you have nothing to say?" ”

Er Zhurong was a little dumbfounded in a trance, and repeated in a daze, "Flower God? Could it be that you also guarded a flower and tree, and became a fairy, so you never entered my dream. ”

"God took pity on me and allowed my soul to return to this sea of flowers on the other side, but I failed to become an immortal, do you know why?" Seeing that Er Zhurong was confused, Empress Dowager Hu smiled faintly, and then said, "The god of flowers told me that because my memories contain sadness, I tried to pull my memories, but they were broken and difficult to piece together, and I seemed to have been missing a piece, but I don't know where to lose it. The god of flowers asked me to ask you, is it you who lost the half? ”

Er Zhurong nodded happily, "It's me, Zhen'er, I'm your half, I'm here to take you home." ”

"Home? Where is home? The soul has nowhere to go, is your love the bottomless darkness? When the stone was bound to me, did you ever think that the turbulent river water, when it sank me, did you ever pity me for being eaten by the cold, and now, you actually told me to take me home? "Empress Dowager Hu suddenly laughed, her pupils gradually turned red, the fiery red dress instantly like a fire, red shocking, like blood, like a dazzle, that charming face became hideous, the voice was low and empty, immediately the sky was bleak, the sky was thundering, and the wind was rising." You, Er Zhurong, let me and Ah Yi turn into flowers and leaves on the other side, bloom for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, and never see each other, he is the half that I will never find. ”

Er Zhurong panicked and retreated, and said again and again, "No, no, Zhen'er, I am your half, he is not, he is not, you believe me." ”

"How are you, my Ah Yi is long and beautiful, as solemn as the wind of Panasonic, unparalleled in the world, how can you compare?" Empress Dowager Hu was full of resentment, approaching step by step, and the cold air seemed to come from hell, eerie and terrifying.

Er Zhurong couldn't help but shudder, he quickly regained his composure, he pulled out his sword, and slashed at the Empress Dowager Hu, the illusion disappeared, only the flowers on the other side fell with the wind, and the stone tablet cracked. Er Zhurong looked at the wine jar on the ground and suddenly everything was just a drunken yellow sorghum, and the person in his heart was finally hard to see, he panicked to check whether the stone tablet was intact, and only when he saw that there were no cracks did he breathe a long sigh of relief. He shook his body, looked up at the sky, the dazzling sunlight shook his eyes, he frowned and stared directly at the sun, pointed his sword to the sky, and roared, "All go." ”

When the soldiers of the guard heard the order, they shouted, "Kill, kill, kill." ”

Sima Ziru couldn't help but smile and think secretly when he looked at this scene, "I didn't expect that this invincible Er Zhurong is also a lover, but his love seems to be afraid of women and will die." ”

Erzhu Bodhi, who was following along, saw Sima Ziru snickering and scolded, "Are you laughing at my father?" ”

Sima Ziru shook his hand again and again in a panic, "Where, where, the eldest prince misunderstood, the humble position is to laugh at the emperor of the Taiji Palace, and this throne is considered to be the end." ”

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The autumn color is approaching the old Wutong, and the Luoyang Mountain is painted at night, but the rivers and mountains rendered in the twilight are difficult to eliminate Ying'e's sorrow at this time, she is independent on the city tower, her frowns are tightly locked, and her eyes are sad.

Fu Zhi stood far away, not daring to approach, but he was always paying attention, afraid that she would be physically exhausted after standing for a long time, so he ordered Yun Zhi to move a chair and couch to accompany her. Looking at Ying'e's state, Fu Zhi was anxious, but there was nothing she could do, since she returned to Jiafu Palace, she never saw Yuan Ziyou step into the palace door, but occasionally Zhang Haosong secretly came to inquire and sent everything needed. She was angry at Zhang Haosong a few times, complaining that Yuan Ziyou was too affectionate, after all, it was her own flesh and blood, how could she not come to visit once, but she was worried that Yuan Ziyou would make Ying'e even more sad when she came, so she never inquired about Yuan Ziyou's whereabouts in front of Zhang Haosong, just for her master's full of complaints, she could only vent to Zhang Haosong. Poor Zhang Haosong just resigned herself to letting her lose her temper, just carefully let her be cautious when she was disrespectful, but she got the white eyes of Fuzhi, rubbed her hands aggrievedly, and left in disgrace, and the next day sent Qiu Guan to send her favorite jade Xiu cake and red lotus cake, knowing that she didn't like gold and silver, she changed the law to send some gadgets, just to make her smile.

"Fuzhi." Ying'e shouted.

Fu Zhi hurriedly stepped forward and asked softly, "Niangniang, Fu Zhi is here, you have been standing for a long time, I think you are tired." ”

Ying'e shook her head slowly, stretched out her hand and pointed to the burning cloud in the sky, "Fuzhi, is that a beacon fire, is it my father calling?" ”

"Niangniang, that's a cloud, not a beacon fire, Niangniang, don't scare Fuzhi."

"Isn't it? Why do I still hear the sound of war drums and horns, you listen, there is also the sound of soldiers fighting, and, also, Fuzhi, do you see that is blood, it is so red, and how many people will die? Ying'e's trembling body was shaky, and Fuzhi shouted in fright, "Hurry up and Xuan Taiyi, go quickly." Then he desperately supported Ying'e and called Li Guangan to hold her together.

Ying'e regained her senses, put aside the support of Fuzhi and Li Guang'an, leaned on the railing, and said infinitely sadly, "This palace is fine, don't declare the imperial doctor, but it seems that the memory of this palace has been much worse recently, by the way, Fuzhi, today is the first day." ”

"Hui Niangniang, it's the eighth day of the new year today."

"It's the eighth day of the first month, it's the eighth day of the first month." Ying'e closed her eyes and said quietly, "Yan'er has been gone for almost two or three months, so fast." At this time a year ago, it was the day when she had just entered the palace, and the palace remembered that she was wearing a pink Luo skirt, and there were two phoenix birds on her head wearing flowers and gold steps, gorgeous and bright, and the smile was as warm as spring, and her eyes were pure, but her personality was too ostentatious. She pouted and smiled, pulled the palace and said, those who are dressed up in various clothes are as pure as water, she will be a hibiscus in this water, stand out, and compete with the palace for the emperor's favor. It's a pity, the royal love is as fine as a gossamer, the life of the people within the vermilion wall is like flying, can't hold it but is obsessed, when looking back, the silk is dense, and it can be gently wiped off with your hands, and the flocculent is scattered into the dust with the wind, and in the end it is just an empty sigh, a sad heart, and let others trample on it. ”

Fuzhi saw Ying'e and sentimental, looking at her pale face, bloodless, knowing that she was just forbearance and lovesickness, but she couldn't stop thinking about it every day, but because of the self-esteem in her heart, even if she was sad and still in love. For love, shallow return to the wind and nowhere to go, for the tiredness of love, the flowers bloom and fall in the end, in the end, but the original intention is still far away, only the original moment of looking back. Fu Zhi hugged her tightly in distress, comforted her and said, "Niang Niang is relieved, Yan Chonghua has entered the soil for peace, it is her own blessing, she can't survive in the cold palace for a month, if you insist on it, I will wait for Niang Niang to get out of the cold palace, and I will not treat her leniently." So this is her creation, and the mother must not blame herself again and hurt her body. You are almost full-term, a few days ago I heard that the princess of Taiyuan is going to enter the palace to serve the mother to give birth, this is also an excellent thing, the mother should also be relieved, don't let the princess see the mother so worried, but lost the joy of family. ”

"Daddy's soldiers and horses should be able to enter Beijing tomorrow, and A-Niang's convoy is also on the way, but now the heart of the palace does not have a point of joy to gather, but feels that this day is uncomfortable, I am afraid that the sky is going to change. Although the emperor has come to Jiafu Hall these days, he has not been to other palaces, and he stays in Taiji Hall every day. There are rumors in and outside the palace in this palace, not that the emperor wants to kill his father, or that his father wants to kill the king and help others, these nightmares in this palace are all blood, and the red ones are like that cloud, which really shocks his heart, and every time he wakes up, his stomach has some faint pain. ”

"Niangniang, why don't you tell Fuzhi if you are uncomfortable, Li Guang'an, let Imperial Doctor Zhao go to Jiafu Hall and wait. Niangniang, Fuzhi will help you go back. Fuzhi couldn't help Ying'e to say nervously, beckoned the sedan chair to step forward, helped Ying'e sit down with Yunzhi, and hurriedly returned to Jiafu Hall to wait for Zhao Liangyuan to come for treatment. After Zhao Liangyuan's diagnosis and treatment, he found that Ying'e had signs of miscarriage, prescribed tocolytic drugs, and repeatedly told him not to be overly angry, pay more attention to rest, and not let the affairs of the previous dynasty re-enter the palace gate.

Fu Zhi couldn't help sighing, "This disturbance, even if you want to suppress it, you can't suppress it, there are always some ulterior motives, thinking of a way to penetrate the news, I can only pay more attention." ”

Zhao Liangyuan sighed softly, "But it's also, it's just that the hard girl pays more attention, the princess has arrived in the past two days, I think the queen will be comforted by the princess, after all, there are some rumors now, and I haven't seen any generals summoned by the Taiji Hall recently, but it's still Li Yu's people, and it can't be true if it's a rumor." ”

Fuzhi nodded, "No matter who overwhelms whom, it's our mother who suffers." Fu Zhi looked back at Ying'e who was sleeping on the bed, the frowning brows that were still frowning in her sleep, the uneven breathing sound, and the fist clenching tightly at the corner of her clothes, which made Fu Zhi teary-eyed, and couldn't help but cry in distress and ran into his house to hug the quilt.