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The sky gradually darkened. The last rays of sunlight disappear from the horizon little by little. As if Xiao Ziling's last glimmer of hope. Little by little, it disappears. She sat on the ground dumbfounded. Thoughts go blank. The soul has also fallen into the boundless snow country. Cold and pale.

Yunu and Shinoru are worried about the cold marble floor. It would hurt her fetal gas. So I persuaded her to go to the bedroom. A palace lamp flickering with orange-red flames. Pulsing restlessly. Throbbing. There was a sense of despair and uneasiness in the air......

Dinner time. Yunu brought Xiao Ziling a meal. However. But she neither eats nor drinks; Still sitting by the window in a daze. For a long time. She finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "Jade slave. Go get my zither ......"

Yu Nu didn't know why Zi Ling was still in the mood to play the kite. However. Even if she behaves abnormally. But in the end it's better than sitting still. Therefore. She hurriedly set up the piano case for Ziling.

Sit in front of the piano case. Gently stroke the twenty-one strings. The fingers were slightly cold. Put on your tortoiseshell nails. Gently press out a mournful song "Liang Zhu". The piano skills are still superb. The sound of the piano is still mournful. There seems to be a great sadness. With the life and death of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. Little by little, it flowed out from under her hands.

That long, long sorrow. It's like the lingering sound of water droplets in the autumn night. Drop by drop. Drifting away in the night sky. Drop by drop. Infiltrate grief into the darkness of the night......

She hopes. He could hear her mournful lyre in the wind; She hopes. He can be like that night. Follow the sound of her harp; She hopes. He can come and see her. Such. She could then beg him to give her child a way to live...... She even thought about it. If he really comes. She wanted to kneel in front of him and bow her head to him painfully to "admit her mistake......

She only begged him. Trust her one more time. Bypass her children. Oh. No. It's their children.

However. One song is finished. The night is as silent as ever. The beloved does not come; Two songs. The heart is getting colder. The door is silent; Three songs. The night is quiet. The heart is like a tree.

She was finally desperate, she had never looked forward to him so strongly as she did tonight. I've never wanted to see his grim face like tonight. Hear his warm voice however. But he did not come. He was ruthless and didn't come. He was so determined to beat the fetus in her womb......

Tell Xiaoru to bring a sharp sword. There were tears in her eyes. Gritting his teeth, he snapped the strings one by one. And then. Hold that zither. Step by step, I walked under the peach tree. Under the peach tree. On the same day, she buried Su Zirong's Jiuxiao Huanpei's piano mound. Slightly bulging. Covered with dead leaves.

Let Yunu and Shinoru dig up the motozuka. The dirt is removed little by little. She finally saw the broken Nine Heavens Ring. Gently place the guzheng in your arms next to Jiuxiao Huanpei. Then he grabbed a handful of dirt and threw it at the kite. Her hoarse voice was like weeping blood. Angrily ordered Yunu and Xiaoru: "Bury it."

Bury it. Sister Rong. Bury together the wrong love of the inhuman that we love. The last vestiges of the man's memory will be buried. Bury those beautiful or bad memories together. From now on. My body does not dare to die. But. My heart will be with you. From now on. There is only one body in the world called Xiao Ziling. And there is no heart that loves Meng Hongyu.

Step by step, I paced back to the dormitory. I saw that there was still a cooled dinner on the table. She slowly sat down at the table. And then. Pick up the little white porcelain bowl. Hold the chopsticks tightly. Pull the cold hard white rice from the bowl into your mouth one bite at a time. Tears slipped down her cheeks, drop by drop. Drop in a bowl. The meal began to be eaten. There is a faint salty taste. And a faint fishy smell in the throat. She finally couldn't help but run down the hallway and retched in nausea......

After vomiting. She sat down exhausted. Leaning against the pillars. Gasping for air with his head up. Through the tearful eyes. She saw the stars shining brightly in the night sky. However. But none of them were known to her......

Close your eyes slowly. Took a deep breath. She secretly said to her child in her heart: Child. Let's all leave it to fate. If your father really wants to root you out. So. Just obediently accept your fate. Mother is tired. Very tired, very tired. Not capable of protecting you. I don't have the confidence to bring you to this world in peace. Even if you do come to this world. You won't be happy either...... So. It's better to ......

Outside the Yuhana Hall. Meng Hongyu stood quietly in the dark. A bush of acacia flowers next to you. Covered in a thick layer of snow. The spring style has long been lost. There is no acacia. There are no flowers. The love between him and Xiao Ziling. It's so hard to tell the truth from the fake. Now. He didn't know if the relationship between Xiao Ziling and Zhan Zhan was really just brother and sister. I don't know if I should forgive her.

He was trying to believe her. Forgive her. However. Thinking of the night when she and Zhan Zhan sat opposite each other and talked and laughed. And he was jealous and angry. He is the supreme son of heaven. He is the emperor above ten thousand people. How can he be betrayed and betrayed by his concubines "repeatedly". How can such a shame be tolerated

Originally. He was drinking sake alone in the Qiankun Hall in a distraught. Suddenly. He heard the sound of a piano that seemed to come out of nowhere. He paced briskly to the window. Push open the window. A cold wind blows in your face. made his originally dizzy head sober up more than half at once. Listen closely. The sound of the piano seemed to come from the direction of the Cold Moon Palace......

Stood in front of the window and listened to a song. It is "Liang Zhu" that Xiao Ziling once played. In this royal palace. This song can only be played by Xiao Ziling. The sound of the piano lingers. It was as if there was a great sadness. Straight into his heart. It stirred up ripples in his heart...... Swaying ripples. There is sadness. There is anger. There is reluctance. There is hesitation. There is stubbornness......

Finally. He unconsciously raised his feet and walked out of the Qiankun Palace. Step by step, he walked in the direction of the Cold Moon Palace. Li Zhao and Zhan Zhan hurriedly followed him from a distance worriedly. Looking at his lonely and lonely back.

Lu Yao had never seen his emperor so sad. Even after discovering Su Zirong's betrayal. Meng Hongyu has never lost his soul like this. In the past. No matter how sad and upset. He will be diligent in handling political affairs. Priority on national affairs. Focus on the country. But since this time. But he has no intention of taking care of the affairs of government.

He often locked himself in the imperial study and immersed himself in practicing calligraphy. Or shed tears in the wind. Long sigh at the moon. Drink the wine bitterly. Secretly sad. Many nights. Lu Yao saw Meng Hongyu get up and put on his clothes and wander in the corridor for a long time. Sighing low as he wanders. Occasionally, I will look at the endless darkness and be stunned for a long time.

Meng Hongyu's grief. Only Lu Yao and Zhan Zhan know. In the outsiders to come. He was just a little sad and depressed. But it's still majestic, it's still vigorous, it's still awe-inspiring. Maybe. This is the sorrow of the Son of Heaven. It's "high and cold" loneliness.

Walk outside the Yukado. Meng Hongyu seemed to have finally come to his senses. Look up at the broken courtyard gate. The sound of the harp came more clearly from the courtyard. Three songs. He always stood quietly in the dark. There was no further step...... After a long hesitation. The anger and suspicion in his heart finally prevailed over the distress and reluctance. He decided not to see her. Don't let her give birth to that seed of iniquity.

Maybe. There was still a faint fear in his heart. So. He didn't dare push open the wooden door. Walk in and meet her. He was afraid to see her sad face. I couldn't be cruel to her anymore. He was really afraid of the momentary compassion in his heart. will make him lose in front of love. will make him lose his majesty in front of her.

Suddenly. A little eunuch in the Qiankun Hall hurriedly looked for the Xihua Hall. After meeting Li Zhao. He whispered in Li Zhao's ear. Then he handed Li Zhao a letter and left in a hurry.

Li Zhao walked to Meng Hongyu's side with a solemn expression. Then leaned over and reported: "Your Majesty...... There was news from the Heavenly Prison that Zhan Zhan ...... Biting his tongue and killing himself......"

Zhan Zhan. Biting his tongue and committing suicide. Hear this. Meng Hongyu's heart was slightly shocked. Although he had already decided to put Zhan Zhan to death. But he didn't want him to die so soon. He's going to torture him well. Let him be as alive as Xiao Ziling as death. Now. He actually bit his tongue and killed himself. Isn't that too cheap for him?

Li Zhao held the crumpled letter with both hands. Presented to Meng Hongyu respectfully. Then he whispered, "This is his last letter...... He made a point of telling the prison in the prison of heaven to present this letter to you. The prisoners didn't dare to slack off......" raised his eyebrows and secretly looked at Meng Hongyu. In the dark. There seemed to be displeasure on his face.

Li Zhao hurriedly said again: "I don't want this dirty thing to stain the holy face. The minions will burn it ......"

"No need." Meng Hongyu frowned slightly in disgust. Coldly instructed Li Zhaodao." Take it apart and read it to me." He was really curious about what was written in Zhan Zhan's "last letter". is to show innocence. Or to show his love for Xiao Ziling.

"Slaves obey."

Li Zhao hurriedly opened the letter. Then he put the lantern he was carrying on the letter. Read the letter to Meng Hongyu seriously:

"Humble Job. Ignore the rules of the palace. Private concubines. It is a sin that deserves death. However, he and Ling'er have known each other since childhood. Not brother and sister. Better than brother and sister. Humble and spiritual. There is no such thing as being too affectionate or too polite. Brother and sister love. The sky is clear. The sun and the moon can be watched. Humble and willing to die. Expression of humiliation. Also Ling'er is innocent. I hope the emperor will not blame him. The love with my sister is still there. Grow old together. There is no regret in the death of a lowly officer. Humble and bloody thanks."

After listening to Li Zhao's letter. Meng Hongyu was silent for a long time. And then. He turned his head to look at the wooden door of Yukado. coldly instructed Li Zhao: "You go to Xihuatang. Tell Xiao Ziling about Zhanzhan's death." Li Zhao hurriedly handed the lantern in his hand to Lu Yao. Then I walked to Yukado.

"Wait." Meng Hongyu suddenly added. Take the letter in your hand. Give it to Xiao Ziling."