Li Yizhe was so angry with Ruoyan that the tip of his heart began to hurt, but he couldn't do anything about the person in front of him, and in the end he still walked away and went back to sulk.

On the day when Ruoyan was promised to go to the imperial mausoleum, Li Yizhe arranged the car early, and Ruoyan also got up early in the morning, changed into a dark palace dress, and waited at the palace gate with Mama Du and Xueying.

Ruoyan waited for Li Yizhe's car to pick him up at the gate of Jiaofang Palace, and first waited for another person - Meng Zhaoyi came in plain white clothes, and only brought Mingcai by his side.

"Why is Sister Meng here?" Ruoyan asked suspiciously.

Meng Zhaoyi bowed and said with a light smile: "I heard that Niangniang and Your Majesty are going to the imperial tomb to worship their ancestors, and the concubine asked Your Majesty for a favor and went together." Go and pay tribute to the deceased. ”

"Is the deceased a sister?"

"The first queen once saved the life of her concubine, and the concubine should go to pay her respects."

"Sister Meng still remembers Sister A...... I'm afraid there are not many people left in this world who still miss my sister. Sister Meng has this intention, and I thanked Sister Meng on behalf of my sister. Ruoyan replied.

Meng Zhaoyi smiled bitterly in her heart, thank her? I'm afraid there's nothing to thank, the thing she feels most sorry for in her life is Yun Ruolan, how dare she expect Ruolan to thank her.

The car sent by Li Yizhe quickly arrived at the gate of the palace and picked up the two out of the palace.

When they arrived at the imperial mausoleum, the palace had been cleaned up, and Ruoyan and Li Yizhe entered the mausoleum to worship Ruolan. Meng Zhaoyi only said that she didn't bother the two of them, and it was better to go later.

Meng Zhaoyi watched the two enter the mausoleum, and in a trance, Ruoyan's back coincided with Ruolan in front of her eyes.

She stood in front of the cold stone tablet outside, stroking the words engraved on it.

She was lackluster in her life, born as a princess of the country, married to an imperial wife, and did her duty, like all women with such a fate, she was carefully taught by her family and became a puppet of the family's glorious lintel. If she hadn't met the person buried here, her life would have passed like this.

But she was so guilty that she had a mind that she shouldn't have, and she killed this man.

"Ruolan ......," a tear crossed her pale face, "I'm sorry for you." ”

She stood alone in front of the towering tombstone of the queen, like a lonely soul wandering between heaven and earth.

"Whose daughter are you?" She seemed to hear Ruolan standing in front of her and asking softly.

At that time, she was punished by Concubine Wei to kneel, and she could only see the pair of crested shoes decorated with Dongzhu.

"Meng Yu, the daughter of the courtier, the Duke of Anding."

"Since you are a noble daughter of the country's family, why bother kneeling here? The sun is so big that the sun is going to burn, so get up quickly. If anyone embarrasses you about this, just say that this palace means. ”

That was the first time she saw the popular legend in Chang'an City, the most beautiful legend.

At that glance, she forgot all the benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, and etiquette, and forgot the family upbringing she received, and she couldn't extricate herself from falling into the tenderness of that person.

She knew that her mind was shady and sinful. But she couldn't control herself.

She fell in love with the least person in the world she should love, and like the lowliest creature in the dark ditch, she looked with sinful thoughts at the faint light that penetrated through the tight cracks, hungry and greedy.

"This palace said that she was not guilty, if there is anything to investigate from this palace, it will not be your turn to abuse lynching here, Concubine Wei."

"This palace is going to take people away today, who dares to stop it?"

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

"There is this palace, and no one in this palace can take people's lives regardless of the law."

"If you have any grievances in the future, you can talk to this palace."

Meng Zhaoyi recalled Ruolan's voice and smile back then, and tears had crawled all over her face in a trance.

"Ruolan," she murmured softly, her voice dissipating as soon as the wind blew, "and now, as you calculated, your sister has also entered this deep palace. She is very similar to you, I can always think of you when I look at her, I learn from you, like you protected me back then, and do my best to protect her according to your instructions. ”

Tears flowed uncontrollably: "Ruolan, I will protect her, now that the country is stormy, the harem is no longer as stable as when you were there, and the wind and rain will pour down at any time, but I will protect her, even if it is death, I will definitely protect her well." Ruolan, can you forgive me? ”

Knowing that there was only this cold tombstone in front of her, and no one would respond to her, she stroked the cold stone tablet, gentle and affectionate, as if caressing her lover's face and asked in a trembling voice about a void.

"When everyone asks me what my connection is with you, I only say that you have a life-saving kindness with me, but I know that this is not the case, Ruolan, it is not like this, it is not like this, it is not only like this."

"You saved me, but I forced you to death. I shouldn't be, I shouldn't be so greedy. ”

"I'm just unwilling, unwilling to have such a pitiful connection with you, unwilling to be too shallow. I killed you, Ruolan, I don't have the face to see you. ”

"But I want to see you, Ruolan, I want to see you again underground, and then I hear you ask me whose daughter it is. If I die for your most beloved sister, Ruolan, can you forgive me? ”

Meng Zhaoyi touched the cold tombstone, only to feel that her heart hurt as if it had been cut by a knife.

The person she loves deeply is the most beautiful legend in Chang'an City, the most gentle and virtuous woman in the world, with the kindest heart, and a beautiful face like a goddess. It is the warmest place in her gloomy life.

She is the queen of Zhou and Tang, the most noble woman in the world, she should have a smooth life, her children and grandchildren should be around her knees, and she should live a long life, but she died in a conspiracy, and died in the last knife she stabbed in her heart.

If it weren't for her persecution, maybe Ruolan wouldn't have chosen to leave so decisively, the walls of Chang'an City were so high, the ground of Chang'an City was so cold, and the people on the tip of her heart turned into a bright red in front of her, so strong that it almost burned her soul.

She is a demon who deviates from the code of ethics, and an executioner who kills her lover.

The corners of Meng Zhaoyi's white skirt swept over the cold green bricks, crawling at the feet of the person she loved.

Li Yizhe was so angry with Ruoyan that the tip of his heart began to hurt, but he couldn't do anything about the person in front of him, and in the end he still walked away and went back to sulk.

On the day when Ruoyan was promised to go to the imperial mausoleum, Li Yizhe arranged the car early, and Ruoyan also got up early in the morning, changed into a dark palace dress, and waited at the palace gate with Mama Du and Xueying.

Ruoyan waited for Li Yizhe's car to pick him up at the gate of Jiaofang Palace, and first waited for another person - Meng Zhaoyi came in plain white clothes, and only brought Mingcai by his side.

"Why is Sister Meng here?" Ruoyan asked suspiciously.

Meng Zhaoyi bowed and said with a light smile: "I heard that Niangniang and Your Majesty are going to the imperial tomb to worship their ancestors, and the concubine asked Your Majesty for a favor and went together." Go and pay tribute to the deceased. ”

"Is the deceased a sister?"

"The first queen once saved the life of her concubine, and the concubine should go to pay her respects."

"Sister Meng still remembers Sister A...... I'm afraid there are not many people left in this world who still miss my sister. Sister Meng has this intention, and I thanked Sister Meng on behalf of my sister. Ruoyan replied.

Meng Zhaoyi smiled bitterly in her heart, thank her? I'm afraid there's nothing to thank, the thing she feels most sorry for in her life is Yun Ruolan, how dare she expect Ruolan to thank her.

The car sent by Li Yizhe quickly arrived at the gate of the palace and picked up the two out of the palace.

When they arrived at the imperial mausoleum, the palace had been cleaned up, and Ruoyan and Li Yizhe entered the mausoleum to worship Ruolan. Meng Zhaoyi only said that she didn't bother the two of them, and it was better to go later.

Meng Zhaoyi watched the two enter the mausoleum, and in a trance, Ruoyan's back coincided with Ruolan in front of her eyes.

She stood in front of the cold stone tablet outside, caressing the words engraved on it.

She was lackluster in her life, born as a princess of the country, married to an imperial wife, and did her duty, like all women with such a fate, she was carefully taught by her family and became a puppet of the family's glorious lintel. If she hadn't met the person buried here, her life would have passed like this.

But she was so guilty that she had a mind that she shouldn't have, and she killed this man.

"Ruolan ......," a tear crossed her pale face, "I'm sorry for you." ”

She stood alone in front of the towering tombstone of the queen, like a lonely soul wandering between heaven and earth.

"Whose daughter are you?" She seemed to hear Ruolan standing in front of her and asking softly.

At that time, she was punished by Concubine Wei to kneel, and she could only see the pair of crested shoes decorated with Dongzhu.

"Meng Yu, the daughter of the courtier, the Duke of Anding."

"Since you are a noble daughter of the country's family, why bother kneeling here? The sun is so big that the sun is going to burn, so get up quickly. If anyone embarrasses you about this, just say that this palace means. ”

That was the first time she saw the popular legend in Chang'an City, the most beautiful legend.

At that glance, she forgot all the benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, and etiquette, and forgot the family upbringing she received, and she couldn't extricate herself from falling into the tenderness of that person.

She knew that her mind was shady and sinful. But she couldn't control herself.

She fell in love with the last person in the world she should not love, and like the lowliest creature in the dark ditch, she looked with sinful thoughts at the faint light that penetrated through the tight cracks, greedy.

"This palace said that she was not guilty, if there is anything to investigate from this palace, it will not be your turn to abuse lynching here, Concubine Wei."

"This palace is going to take people away today, who dares to stop it?"

"It's okay, don't be afraid."

"There is this palace, and no one in this palace can take people's lives regardless of the law."

"If you have any grievances in the future, you can talk to this palace."

Meng Zhaoyi recalled Ruolan's voice and smile back then, and tears had crawled all over her face in a trance.

"Ruolan," she murmured softly, her voice dissipating as soon as the wind blew, "and now, as you calculated, your sister has also entered this deep palace. She is very similar to you, I can always think of you when I look at her, I learn from you, like you protected me back then, and do my best to protect her according to your instructions. ”

Tears flowed uncontrollably: "Ruolan, I will protect her, now that the country is stormy, the harem is no longer as stable as when you were there, and the wind and rain will pour down at any time, but I will protect her, even if it is death, I will definitely protect her well." Ruolan, can you forgive me? ”

Knowing that there was only this cold tombstone in front of her, and no one would respond to her, she caressed the cold stone tablet, gentle and affectionate, as if caressing her lover's face and asked a void.