If I don't grow old, will I not be a monster? ”

Zhao Yueqiu doesn't mind getting older day by day.

Hearing this, and then looking at her indifferent smile, Jun Chen stared quietly and didn't speak for a long time.

Maybe the atmosphere in the room was too solemn, but because she was an elder brother, the relationship between Zhao Yueqiu and Junchen had always been relaxed and pleasant, so she moved uncomfortably: "What is my cousin looking at me like this?" ”

"In the blink of an eye, more than 30 years have passed."

Half-loud, Junchen said solemnly: "Yueqiu, in this life, I can't live with you." ”

Zhao Yueqiu was surprised: "Why did my cousin say such a thing?" ”

"It's me who failed my uncle's trust and failed to take care of you." Jun Chen closed his eyes, and the past came to his mind again, making him sigh involuntarily: "Your life should be full of children and grandchildren, enjoying your life." ”

"In this world, there is no 'ought' to be." Zhao Yueqiu's view is completely opposite: "Each choice corresponds to a different result, and what kind of life you choose should calmly accept the pros or cons of your choice." ”

"I'm fine."

As soon as the words fell, Jun Chen opened his eyes, a little smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he said softly: "Excellent, in this way, even if I get below, I can explain to my uncle." ”

……

Junchen didn't last long.

In the third year of Sheng'an, on July 27, the sound of Junmen's funeral sounded.

When the news reached the palace, the fold in the hands of the twenty-one-year-old emperor suddenly fell to the ground, the long sleeves brushed past the bookcase, and the tea cup fell, and the place was in a mess.

For a while, the waiters in the imperial study knelt on the ground, and no one dared to speak.

Among them were the attendants who came to deliver the message.

I don't know how long it has been, Qi Zeyu rolled his stiff eyes, slowly closed his eyes, and covered up all the pain in them.

When he opened his eyes again, there was a calm and waveless place, like a stagnant water, and no one knew what kind of turbulent waves were hidden at the bottom of the pool.

"Spread my holy oracle, General Jun Chenjun has worked hard and made great achievements, dedicated his life to my great Jin Jiangshan, guarded the country and protected the people, and made great contributions, and ordered officials of the fourth grade and above to fast for seven days, and within half a year, go to Beijing everywhere to stop the joy of silk and bamboo, in order to show respect, and there must be no mistake."

"Violators, guilty of 'rebellion', will be executed!"

The order of Emperor Sheng'an reached the ears of all parties in Shangjing at the fastest speed.

Suddenly, all the entertainment places in the capital closed their doors to refuse guests, and the officials of Sipin and above immediately ripped off all the meat and food on the table, changed into light-colored clothes, and went to the Junfu to mourn.

"General Jun's Day condolences."

"General Jun is a hero of the Great Jin Dynasty, and his merit is in the future, and this is a joy and mourning."

"Little General......

One after another, the mourners walked through the mourning hall, and the sound of cries came from the hall.

Zhao Yueqiu and Jun Yuanzheng were dressed in mourning clothes, the former's eyes were already dry from crying, and they couldn't shed a single tear.

The latter endured his grief and did not dare to fall into the prestige of the king, and his eyes were still red and unpresentable.

I don't know how long it has been, and suddenly there is a commotion outside the house.

Zhao Yueqiu raised her eyes and looked at it, but she couldn't see it clearly through the crowd, so she raised her hand and summoned a person, and ordered in a low voice: "Go and see what happened." ”

"Not necessarily."

Jun Yuanzheng interrupted: "He's already here." ”

The moment the words fell, the crowd knelt down and shouted in unison:

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"My Emperor's ......"

The continuous sound exploded from his ears, and Zhao Yueqiu looked out of the door in disbelief.

The king, who was supposed to be sitting in the Jinluan Palace, entered the mourning hall step by step in mourning clothes, stood in front of the Junchen spiritual seat, and stood silent for a long time.

After a long time, everyone saw the emperor kneeling down in his robe and performing the highest condolence ceremony of the royal family.

Suddenly, there were exclamations in the mourning hall.

The newly appointed Ministry of Rites Shangshu subconsciously said: "Your Majesty, this is not in line with etiquette......

Before he finished speaking, a hand suddenly put on the shoulder of the Ministry of Rites, and the hand pressed down slightly, interrupting his admonition abruptly.

Looking at it along the way, it was Wen Qiyu, the Taifu of the Dynasty.

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu was stunned: "Mrs. Wen ......"

Wen Qiyu pursed the corners of her lips and asked rhetorically, "Now, does it matter if you follow the rules?" ”

Suddenly, the Ministry of Rites was speechless.

Wen Qiyu asked and replied to herself: "It's not important, General Jun is equivalent to His Majesty's second father, and His Majesty's move is both reasonable and reasonable." ”

The Qi royal family, the prosperous monarch family, has long been inseparable.

What's more, Wen Qiyu knows best.

Now Qi Zeyu is kneeling down to worship, and it is his father.

The son kneels to the father, is compliant and reasonable.

After the big salute, Qi Zeyu got up calmly, seeing him like this, not far away, Jun Yuanzheng bowed down to him.

Every move, he couldn't hide his trembling body.

After a long time, Qi Zeyu said in a hoarse voice: "Mourning." ”

I don't know if this mourning is for Jun Yuanzheng or for himself.

As an emperor, there are too many people who are involuntary and helpless.

Even if it is his biological father lying on the mourning hall, under the noses of civil and military officials, even Qi Zeyu does not dare to act willfully.

If he came suddenly, when Qi Zeyu left, it was also abrupt.

……

Seven days of silence.

Seven days later, Jun Yuanzheng walked in the forefront with the spiritual seat in his hand, and walked step by step towards the direction of the Junmen Mausoleum with the white paper money falling from the sky.

People stood on both sides of the road, watching the funeral procession.

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted:

"Congratulations to General Jun!"

With the voice, it was a middle-aged man with tears streaming down his face and choking up.

The man knelt in front of the crowd, so conspicuous.

Immediately after that, there was a second and a third......

But for a moment, no one stood in the whole street, except for the funeral procession, even the ignorant children of a few years old knelt beside their parents in a regular manner, listening to the adults' farewell and silent crying,

"Congratulations to General Jun!"

At the front of the funeral procession, Jun Yuanzheng's eyes were already wet.

However, his posture was upright, and he never bent because of this, and only the kucks of the hand holding the spiritual position tightly turned white, which revealed his emotions.

In the imperial city, Qi Zeyu arched his hand and bent down: "Congratulations to father." ”

As he bent over, a hot tear rolled down from his eyes, smashed on the ground and shattered into several petals, and disappeared into the dust in an instant.

No one saw the fragility of this emperor.

By the time Qi Zeyu finished his ceremony, there was no sorrow or joy.

Looking up from afar, a white line went out of the city and into the mountains.

……

Seven days, enough for the news of Junchen's death to reach Qi Anwan's ears.

Inside the house, Qi Anwan smashed the furnishings all over the house, knelt between the broken porcelain, looking crazy, crying and laughing.

"Father hates me! He hates me so much! ”

If there is anyone else in this world who can let her out of the imperial tomb temporarily, that person must be Junchen.

No one knows better than Qi Anwan that in addition to directly obeying Emperor Shengping's orders, the 'Luo' team will also obey Emperor Shengping's male husband, Junchen, that is, her father.

However, his father hated her even to death, and did not want to see her again.

Seeing her in such a state, the secret guard appeared in the house in time, and raised his hand to knock her unconscious with a knife.

Immediately, Ming Wei appeared, looking at the mess in the room and Qi Anwan who had fainted, revealing a very difficult and embarrassed posture: "Just let her faint all the time?" ”

The dark guard also had a headache: "Probably...... It's best to be dizzy temporarily. ”

Treating the eldest princess of Fu'an, they can be said to be very nerve-wracking.

In the face of this person, it must not be serious, it must not be light, it cannot be injured or roared.

There's nothing she can do other than trap her.

Qi Anwan had a dream.

In the dream, her father and father finally stood hand in hand, looking in her direction and smiling, and unconsciously, they were getting farther and farther away from her, as if they had been retreating, no matter how he ran and chased, he could not close the distance.

She was helpless, crying, desperate, and finally couldn't let them stop, she could only watch the two disappear in front of her, and finally turn into a cloud of mist and scatter with a bang.

Her heart seemed to be scattered into several pieces.

The pain was so severe that he couldn't wake up even though he knew it was a dream and everything in the dream was a false illusion.

Seeing that she was frowning tightly in her sleep, and unconsciously let out a painful moan, Mingwei, who was guarding the side, was startled and said in a loud voice: "Not good! Suffer! ”

Hearing this, the dark guard instantly flipped in through the window.

Ming Wei immediately said: "Go and get some sedative medicine, if it continues like this, the princess's body is afraid that it will collapse." ”

Hearing this, the dark guard didn't dare to delay, and after a while, he brought a vial containing a tranquilizer.

Ming Wei fed two grains in succession, and Qi Anwan's condition improved, at least he stopped talking nonsense.

For a while, the two looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ming Wei sighed low and muttered: "If you knew this was the case, why did you make a big mistake, and you know that it was a mistake, and you still stubbornly did not change, which led to today's evil consequences, which is sad and lamentable." ”

"Poor people must have something to hate."

The dark guard glanced at Ming Wei deeply: "Xiao Wu, you are just the 'waiter' who takes care of the eldest princess of Fu'an, and your only duty is to protect the safety of Her Royal Highness the princess, don't be too merciful." ”

When the words fell, Ming Wei, who was known as Xiao Wu, waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry, I know what I have to do." ”

As soon as these words came out, seeing that Xiao Wu really knew it, the secret guard didn't say much, hid his body again, and disappeared from the house.

By the time Qi Anwan woke up, a whole day had passed.

"Father's ......"

With a low murmur, Qi An came from it with sadness, and wanted to howl again.

Seeing this, Ming Wei, who was guarding the side, quickly threw two tranquilizing pills into his mouth, and his heart palpitated: "Even if the princess wants to cry, she should take the medicine and cry again." ”

There was an unfamiliar face in front of him, and Qi Anwan immediately became vigilant: "Who are you?" ”

Xiao Wu thought for a while, and then stretched out his hand and pointed out the window: "I am one of 'them', ranked fifth, so the incident happened suddenly, and it was inevitable that Her Royal Highness the princess had an accident, so she had to temporarily turn from dark to light to protect the safety of the princess, and the princess can call me Xiao Wu." ”