Divorce (3)

It is precisely because the people are blocking the palace gate that the palace family can't bear to do it, so the humiliation and despair that are burning have no source, and the palace family can't step on the corpses of the people to enter the palace to ask for an explanation.

Behind them, thousands of troops and horses all believed that the palace family would not rebel, but the people didn't believe it, and the people they had been protecting didn't believe it.

In this case, what is the point of them summoning troops to break the palace to seek justice?

The palace chief knew that the palace family was destroyed not because the palace family was weak and did not dare to rebel, but because of the benevolence that could not bear to stab the sword into the chest of the people.

The Gong family lost, not to the emperor, not to themselves, but to the people, and to the people who the Gong family has always vowed to protect to the end.

The human wall composed of the people is not thick, and the palace family has thousands of troops and horses, and it can be broken in an instant.

But in the hearts of the Gong family, the human wall is as heavy as the sky, and it is pressed down to the death, so that people can't breathe.

The emperor calculated this, so he used the people as a blade, used the people to make the palace family retreat, and used the people to break the arrogance of the palace family.

Gong Yun and Gong Chen threw off their armor, dismounted, and faced the people, their eyes were blood-red, everything in the past could not make the people believe that the Gong family was innocent, and the backbone of the Gong family had already been trampled off.

The people didn't listen to a word from them, they just broke their legs with their hands, and forced them to kneel in front of the imperial city, before the people.

The blood on Gong Changjue's hands dried up, and she raised her hand and wiped it off little by little with a handkerchief dipped in tea.

For the Gong family, what is death?

Broken faith is death in the true sense of the word.

Although the framing of the urn Yu made the incident happen, it was not the so-called evidence of the crime that really killed the palace family, but the emperor's fear, even if there was no framed by the urn metaphor, sooner or later the emperor would attack the palace family.

But even so, she can't forgive the urn.

It was she who used such evidence to make the palace family fall into a desperate situation of being abandoned by the people, and for the rest of her life, the palace chief will remember this humiliation.

Combing the curtain and entered, followed by a woman, with an ordinary appearance, but her eyebrows were relaxed, and she looked very comfortable, it was Li Su, the palace doctor.

Comb said,

"Miss, the doctor is here."

Gong Changjue nodded, Li Su stepped forward to check Gong Changjue's hand, and said,

"It's not deep, and if you look closer, you won't leave a scar."

Li Su bandaged her, wrote a prescription, and was about to leave.

Gong Changjue called Li Su,

"Dr. Li stays."

Li Su turned his head,

"Miss, do you have anything else to do?"

The palace chief smiled,

"The doctor is familiar with pharmacology, I have a medicine I want to ask the doctor."

LI Sudao,

"I wonder what Miss wants to ask?"

The shadow of the sun slanted to the west, and the remnant sun was like blood, like purple smoke, flooding into the court, bringing distant starlight, sinking day by day, and the moon gradually rising.

Gong Changjue held a prescription in his hand and walked in the room.

Comb said,

"Miss, you have been holding this prescription since Dr. Li left, but what's wrong with this prescription?"

The palace chief put the prescription on the table,

"There's nothing wrong with the prescription, it's just something missing."

Gong Changjue took the pen and wrote a string of medicinal materials on the prescription, followed by what Dr. Li wrote.

The palace chief put pen to paper.

"Comb it, let the people in the house go outside to buy these medicinal materials and come back, remember to separate them, and grind them all into powder."

Comb took the prescription and said yes.

Gong Changjue sat on the couch, his mind echoing his past life,

In her last life, after she was divorced, she was depressed, and she read a lot of scriptures and biographies in the house every day, and she also dabbled in medical skills, but she had never used them.

Because of her studies, she became more and more quiet after being divorced, rarely going out, and at a palace banquet that she had to attend, she was also restrained, extremely silent, and did not want to be praised by the queen for a demure and graceful voice, suitable room IKEA.

Was it precisely because of this that she attracted the attention of Chu Shizi and led to a series of things that happened later?

She has never crossed paths with Chu Shizi, and it is impossible for Chu Shizi to be happy with her for no reason, the only possibility is that at this palace banquet, her quiet and virtuous appearance entered Chu Shizi's eyes.

Gong Changjue closed his eyes, and in his memory, Chu Shizi and her really had no intersection, so what the urn said that Chu Shizi was happy with her, it must have started at this banquet.

At present, she is not strong enough to overturn the urn metaphor, so she has to eliminate the possibility of the urn metaphor attacking the palace family again from the root.

Chu Shizi......

Since Chu Shizi likes her demure appearance, in this life, she is arrogant and unruly. In this way, she will definitely not be looked at by him again.

The son of Chu Ran, who is famous in Chang'an, will be praised wherever he is, solemn and solemn as the wind of Panasonic, high and Xu Yin.

Outstanding bearing, outstanding appearance, and therefore, many daughters in Chang'an who have not been out of the cabinet are admired by him, he has always ignored the mundane, does not enter the government, and is out of the world, known as the immortal, the son is unparalleled in the world, and the stranger is like jade, when it is so.

When he was sixteen years old, he participated in the imperial examination and won the first place, and when the hairpin crossed the street on horseback, the red building and the street were all blushing daughters' houses, throwing handkerchiefs at him and smashing him all over the body. However, the embroidered handkerchiefs full of charming feelings all fell as he rode by, and he rode forward without raising his head.

That year, the handsome and unparalleled champion Lang crashed into the dreams of many daughters

The young man leaned on a horse and crossed the inclined bridge, full of red sleeves.

At that time, Gong Changjue was also upstairs watching him hug him in front of him, but although he won the top spot, his face was still shallow, not happy, not unhappy, it was so faint, like a touch of green clouds flowing above the nine heavens, alienated and distant, it was the mountains and seas that were blocked, and he took the mountains and seas as his bearing.

Long eyebrows into the sideburns, eyebrows straight, thin lips and black hair, handsome out of the dust, that is how many daughters see the bottom of their eyes and see the bottom of their hearts, how many daughters can't sleep at night because of him, when he was young, there were always some people who were cinnabar in their hearts, and Chu Ranyu was the cinnabar in everyone's hearts.

Later, he refused to be an official in court, only willing to be an idle person, unwilling to be greedy for officialdom vanity, the emperor did not punish him, but admired it, calling him a young man and a man of grace.

That time he participated in the imperial examination, it was just the emperor's secret edict that ordered him to participate, in order to motivate the scholars to study diligently, Chu Ranxin and the emperor did not mean to take it seriously.

Since then, he is still that shallow appearance, when praise is not shocked, through the wind and waves and fearless, in front of people, he rarely laughs, and never gets angry, only once, he dropped a sword spike outside the city, a woman found it and handed it to him, he smiled indifferently, this smile, almost alarmed Chang'an, the woman also became the object of envy of everyone.

It is said that the sword spike was left by Princess Ding to Chu Shizi, and Princess Ding had already passed away, so the relics of her deceased mother were extremely important in Chu Ranyu's eyes, so Chu Shizi, who did not smile when he was lost and recovered, smiled indifferently.

Gong Changjue slowly opened the makeup box, and a red sword spike lay quietly inside.

Except for her and Chu Shizi, no one knew that the sword spike in Chu Shizi's hand was hers.

The sword spike was made by her own hand, she was afraid of being confused with other sword spikes, so she specially used glass silk to weave it into it, but later she no longer used the sword, so she tied the sword spike to the jade pendant, and the right to use it was the jade spike, and her sword spike, she would not admit her mistake.

That tassel, she once left at the palace banquet.

Later, Chu Ranyu returned the sword spike to her, and she knew that the spike that everyone remembered was actually hers, and it was Chu Shizi who picked up her sword spike.

In the long pavilion of Xiangling Pavilion, flowing water surrounded the pavilion, and there were only two of them in the pavilion, he stretched out his hand to her, and a sword spike lay quietly in his palm.

At that time, she was still in a depressed state, and that was one of the few outings she had since she was dismissed. And as soon as she went out, she saw Chu Ranxuan, she didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now that she thinks about it, she saw him as soon as she went out, and he should have waited for her to go out for a long time.

At that time, it had been half a year since the palace banquet.

She took it and thanked her and left, at that time, she didn't have any other thoughts, nor did she think that Chu Ranyu would be happy with her.

Probably because Chu Ran's demeanor was born, which is not something that ordinary people can imagine, so she has never thought about it from this aspect.

Perhaps it is precisely because of his demeanor that he pays more attention to her who is not smiling and indifferent and demure.

But Chu Ranyu's indifference is innate, her indifference, but full of helplessness and sadness, she is indifferent because she doesn't want to appear in front of the world, reminding everyone of those unbearable rumors about her.

It seems to be the same, but in fact it is very different.

Gong Changjue remembered that the last thing she saw when she jumped off the cliff was his blood-red eyes, which was the first time she saw Chu Shizi, who was invisible, and who was bright and angry, had such eyes, she wouldn't guess wrong, it was the despair of watching her beloved die.

She had never seen a man with such eyes, such anxiety, such pain, as if the pain of heaven and earth came from his eyes, bleak and desperate.

How she was scolded and humiliated by the urn in prison, she didn't believe that the man who was like a fairy would be happy with her.

It wasn't until that moment that she finally believed that he really liked her.

He wasn't wrong, and neither was his intention.

It's just that in this life, for the sake of the Gong family, she can't let this happen anymore.

Gong Changjue picked up the sword spike and tied it to the hilt of the long sword, in this life, this sword spike should be tied to the hilt, it can no longer become an entanglement, it is unclear, and the palace family is dragged to hell, now, this spike is still in her hands, it has not been lost, it has not been picked up by Chu Shizi, everything has not happened yet, she still has a chance to turn around.

Tassels spilled over the back of her hand, falling and fluttering alone.

Gong Changjue put the sword on the table, leaned on the couch, and his mind was entangled for a long time, and all kinds of things in his previous life flowed away like a marquee.

In the middle of the night, she had fallen asleep.

She stood in the void, the soles of her feet seemed to be nothing, and in the next second, all the scenes came one after another, and thousands of colors bloomed in her eyes.

The dark green mountain stream, the peach blossoms in the sky, and the petals floated with the mountain wind, caressing her long hair.

She stood on the top of the cliff in her clothes, and in front of her, a white figure was coming over the peach blossom forest, and the palace chief smiled at the visitor, tears fell like rain,

"Chu Shizi, see you in the next life."

The long hairpin in her hand had slashed through her neck, and blood was flying.

The man in front of him exclaimed,

"Don't!"

She slowly fell back, in the dark green mountain stream, countless peach blossoms were blooming, the sun shone on her, she bathed in the warm breeze, and slowly closed her eyes.

Immediately, a white figure jumped down the cliff with her, catching her in mid-air, her face bloodless, pale as paper, and she was unconscious.

The man who jumped off the cliff with her took her in his arms, her head resting on the man's arms, the man's eyes were bloody, and a tear fell from his eyes and dripped down her cheek.

In the dark green mountain stream, a red and a white figure is dazzling, falling into the abyss in the peach rain.