In the quiet and strange night, in front of the deep courtyard of the Buddha Hall, Xiao Lisheng was the only one, facing the two dark coffins alone.

The white wind lamp on the corridor is in line with the scene, it looks more like a new funeral in the palace, not to mention the bad luck, it is the kind of treachery that can make people's hearts cold.

Fo Leng stopped in the roundabout shadow of the flower tree, and did not appear, it seemed that he and her minds were all at a glance, and they both wanted to see what Xiao Lisheng was going to do.

He stood under the eaves of the porch for a long time before stepping into the wind and rain, standing in front of the two coffins, and finally slowly stretched out his hand and caressed the coffin of Yun Geci.

The man was clothed in wind, frost, rain and mist, put his hands on the coffin, and gently stroked it over and over again.

The rain was dripping down, and through the thin rain mist, she seemed to be able to see his hands trembling slightly, stroking and caressing, and the strength of his hands became heavier and heavier.

He was battling with the rain that had hit the coffin, and as soon as he had wiped away a circle of mist, it was covered with new rain, and he kept wiping it with his sleeve, stubborn and earnest to the point of madness.

The night is silent, the ghosts are wantonly spreading in the night, and the hideous devils in people's hearts quietly break the lock of the heart and roar out, with the arrogance of devouring everything.

In this night, Xiao Lisheng seemed to release the devil hidden in his heart, and the devil tore and bit him to pieces.

The man stubbornly wiped the coffin, silent, exerting all his strength.

As if there was no way to wipe off the water traces, the man's hands moved faster and faster, frantically wiping with his sleeves, like a madman.

In the strange night, Yun Geci glimpsed the most terrifying and dangerous side of Xiao Lisheng, and he stepped in front of the abyss that was on the verge of getting out of control.

Beneath the abyss, there is a devil with fangs and claws.

In the middle of his thoughts, he suddenly heard a hoarse shout, and the man raised his head and shouted, and in an instant, tears rained down.

Like a child, he wiped his tears with his wrist and cried and wiped the coffin, crying uncontrollably, muttering: "Ah Ci, Ah Ci, I miss you." ”

After saying that, he was already choked up, and only a long cry remained.

He finally took off all disguises, and put that bloody heart in the dark night, allowing the wind and rain to erode it.

It's been six years, it's been six years, he didn't dare to go back to the palace, he didn't dare to find out where her bones were buried, and he didn't dare to listen to any hot uprightness, Yun Geci.

Yun Ge Ci is where all the joys and sorrows of his little life lie.

Joy is her, sadness is also her.

The world always remembers that the husband and wife of the king and the princess were deeply affectionate, and there was no doubt about their affection, and what people remembered later was her singing of the dirtiness of abandoning him and choosing others.

They spit on her, hate him, and even forget her.

But he never dared to tell anyone everything about her, because he knew best that Yun Geci was his life, and he would never blame or complain.

The years of the Tibetan Crow Palace are cold and silent, as a prince, he has no glory, the slaves and maids can bully him, and the food and clothing are inferior.

On that moonlit night, the girl was lying on his window with two steamed buns in her arms, and the moonlight hit her body flickeringly, and her eyes filled the entire galaxy.

He didn't even dare to lift his head, for fear of falling into the starry light.

At that time, he was sunk in the mud, she was the proud daughter of the sky, held in the palm of her hand by countless people, carefully cared for, they were different from heaven and earth.

He had to be cautious and painstaking in order to live safely, and she, carefree, could sit on countless glory.

Why did she fall in love with him?

In the countless long nights after marrying Yun Ge, looking at the girl sleeping beside him, he would still keep thinking about this problem.

How can he be so virtuous that she turned her back on everything and married into the palace alone.

When he thought about it, he felt very distressed, and he could give her very little.

At ordinary palace banquets, he had to take her to attend, and a group of women gathered together, and some people often sneered at her and married a royal waste.

The girl was smiling as always, and she always said: "My husband is not a shallow water." ”

She firmly believes that one day, he will be the pride of the entire Great Zhou, a master of thousands of glorious people, and no longer an abandoned son in the cold palace.

For the sake of his glory, she exhausted her mental strength.

In this life, Yun Geci lives up to him.

But he lost her.

The man cried sadly, his hands trembling and stroking the coffin, and asked stubbornly over and over again: "Why were you born in the Yun family, why is this?" ”

She lives up to him, she is not wrong, but she is the daughter of the Yun family.

This is the root of all evils, her body is flowing with the same blood as that woman, and what she thinks about in her heart is the glory of the Yun family.

There are too many things that are destined for a long time, so that he can't figure it out, and the questions without answers are the most hurtful.

The emperor has demons in his heart, and he can't drive them away after years.

He kept wiping his tears, and his voice was hoarse: "Ah Ci, you see, as you wish, I turned Jiao into a dragon, and the world of the Great Zhou is under my control, but you tell me, why am I still sad?" ”

Everyone says that the reason why people are sad is because they can't get too many things, but they get everything and lack nothing, but they are even more sad.

He couldn't figure it out, and after years of depression, it gradually became a scar on his heart.

Crying to the end, the movements of his subordinates gradually slowed down, looking down at the coffin, not daring to look at the bones in the coffin, and laughing coldly in a dumb voice: "You often say that I am a fool, and my obsession is too deep and depressed all day long, but do you know? You're a fool, marry me, bitter. ”

When she married him, everyone in Chang'an laughed at her for being stupid, but she didn't hesitate.

As he spoke, he choked up again, tears rolling down his face, and he couldn't hold back even if he wanted to.

His hands trembled as he stroked the coffin, and with tears in his eyes, he whispered: "My silly girl, why don't you understand, no matter how hard we try, we can't help it." ”

Their ending has been written by God early, and in the middle, no matter how affectionate they are and how hard they struggle, they can't shake it.

The abandoned son born in the Tibetan Crow Palace is destined to be a deep feud between him and the Yun family, and the blood sea cannot be changed, either he dies or the Yun family dies.

He has struggled countless times in this sea of suffering, crumpled his heart and liver into pieces, torn his soul to pieces, and wanted to return this life to heaven.

But fate is not up to anyone.

Heaven does not allow him to grow old with her, and the only way for them to return is the same way.

From the beginning of the days to the present, in countless nights that no one knows, his heart has been broken into countless times, hating the injustice of God, hating being born in the imperial family, hating him for bringing her into his dirty and terrible life.

Every time he woke up from a long night, he thought-

My wife and children became the victims of my tragic fate.