Inexplicably, Zhao Yueqiu actually heard a little sadness from Jun Yuanzheng's tone, and a little panic and anxiety because he was helpless about the world.

You know, he's only eighteen this year.

Looking at the young man who was looking into the distance, with unknown emotions in his eyes and was almost silent, Zhao Yueqiu only felt a stalk in her throat, and her heart became more and more uncomfortable.

None of the generations have lived an easy life.

I don't know how long it took, Jun Yuanzheng finally pulled out of the endless dazedness, turned to look at Zhao Yueqiu, who was pursing the corners of his lips and lowering his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "I know that my aunt imagines what my father asks, but I'm sorry, my father now, I'm afraid I can't answer my aunt's doubts." ”

Zhao Yueqiu closed her eyes, and the past hit her heart one after another, and her heart was twisting and aching, making her almost tremble.

She stood upright outside the mausoleum of the Jun family, dressed in a plain white mourning dress, with a jade pendant with fish ornaments around her waist, she looked down at the straight green pine under the cliff, her pale red cherry lips were tightly twisted, and the furrows between her eyebrows were clearly visible, as if she was suffering great pain.

A fresh breeze blew between the cliffs, puffing up her big white sleeves, and the white flowers in her hair were gently moved by the wind.

She raised her head slightly, and looked at the stars that gradually appeared in the dark night of the sky, accompanied by a crescent moon, and the sadness in her eyes went from shallow to thick, and then from thick to shallow.

She closed her eyes, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

After a long time, she showed a faint smile, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on her body, as if even the moon was staring at her quietly in the sky, and under the reflection of the moonlight, an extremely long shadow was printed on the ground.

"Since my cousin can't solve my doubts, I won't ask more, and I will find out the things that I can't let go."

"My aunt should know that no one can find out what the royal family wants to hide."

Standing not far away, Jun Yuanzheng looked at her quietly: "Auntie is already old, how much time can be wasted in this kind of thing that is very likely to find the truth?" ”

"So what?" Zhao Yueqiu smiled indifferently: "In my life, it has been like this, just for one person, and I will be unhappy for the rest of my life, and I am willing." ”

Jun Yuanzheng's eyes changed slightly.

After a long time, he lowered his eyes, as if he had finally made a decision.

"Auntie, if you really want to find out all this, go to the Imperial Tomb, there is a person there who can answer all your doubts."

"Who?"

"The eldest princess Qi Anwan, she has been imprisoned in the imperial tomb for many years because of her mutilated siblings, and she is the best person for my aunt to solve her doubts."

Mausoleum?

In an instant, Zhao Yueqiu's pupils suddenly shrank, and in order to confirm the guess in his heart, he asked knowingly: "Whose mausoleum?" ”

"Emperor Shengping." Jun Yuanzheng pursed his lips and smiled: "The emperor who created the prosperous world is a place to sleep." ”

"And before Emperor Shengping died, the one who couldn't let go of the eldest princess Qi Anwan the most."

……

Zhao Yueqiu entered the mausoleum in the end.

As the first-class lady of the Shengping Emperor, she naturally has the right to fold.

Before handing over the fold to the palace, she was already prepared for rejection in her heart, and she made up her mind that no matter how many times she was rejected, she would persistently make a continuous request to the new emperor.

After all, the Imperial Tomb is not a place that ordinary people can easily set foot in.

Although it is a mausoleum, it can be the most solemn place of the Qi royal family.

However, to Zhao Yueqiu's surprise, everything went almost incredible, her fold was handed in the first night, and she received an accurate answer early the next morning.

The new emperor not only agreed to her request, but also sent an army to escort her.

This sense of surprise lasted until Zhao Yueqiu entered the tomb of Emperor Shengping.

……

On the imperial city, Jun Yuanzheng and Qi Zeyu stood side by side.

Although they are siblings, their looks are very different, even if they stand together, no one can see the real relationship between the two of them from their appearance.

Jun Yuanzheng has been traveling all year round, and he has already cultivated a healthy copper skin and iron bones, and his strong body is still immovable despite the gusts of cold wind whistling and blowing in his face.

On the other hand, Qi Zeyu, but after standing on the imperial city for half an hour, he covered his lips and coughed a few times unbearably.

They were dressed in identical mourning clothes.

One is filial piety for the 'mother', and the other is filial piety for the 'father', and no one can imagine the connection between them.

After a while, Qi Zeyu put down the hand that was covering his lips and pulled out a pale smile: "Let Mrs. Yipin enter the imperial mausoleum, I don't know if your decision is right or wrong this time." ”

"When my mother was alive, she always said that Mrs. Yipin was smart and wise, and she was the person most similar to her in the world, or in other words, Mrs. Yipin was the mother who took another path, and now that her mother is gone, if there is anyone in this world who can pull the imperial sister out of the abyss, it must be Mrs. Yipin."

Qi Zeyu pursed his lips, and his pale lips finally had two points of blood: "It seems that you have high expectations for Mrs. Yipin, but you must know that the imperial sister is different from ordinary people, if she doesn't want to get out of that abyss, no one can pull her out." ”

"I'm going to have to give it a try." Jun Yuanzheng took a breath lightly, and then slowly spit out: "After all, the last thing my mother can't let go of before she dies is the imperial sister, isn't it?" ”

Qi Zeyu was silent.

For this sister, who wanted to put him to death several times and replace him, his senses were very complicated.

There is both faint hatred and indelible pity.

He clearly remembers very well that the imperial sister when he was a child would stand up when he was wronged.

That all changed since then.

Become...... Unrecognizable.

Now he finally understands the helplessness of his father standing in this position.

It's cold in the heights.

"I'm so scared that one day, I'll be a real loner."

The young emperor had three points of apprehension in his tone.

Her father has been trapped in this place all her life, but she is lucky to have her father by her side.

But he may not be as lucky as his father.

Looking into the distance, Jun Yuanzheng put his arm on Qi Zeyu's shoulder, and smiled suddenly: "What are you afraid of, as long as I am here, you will never become a loner, my father is my mother's backing, then I am your backing." ”

"Brother, don't be afraid."

finally heard Jun Yuanzheng call his brother willingly, Qi Zeyu smiled lowly: "Third child, you finally said a decent word." ”

That's it.

Just to look less bleak, Sister Huang...... He forgave her for her youthful ignorance.

If she can change her ways, if she can step out of the imperial tomb, he will be forever and forever, respecting her and loving her.

……

In the imperial tomb, there was silence.

Even the biggest funeral in the world took place not long ago, but it didn't change the desolation and silence of the place.

Faintly, only a few soft chirps from birds in the air could be heard from time to time.

Who can stay in such a quiet place for years?

Standing outside and watching for a while, Zhao Yueqiu finally continued to walk inside with calm eyes.

As soon as she walked a short distance, she saw a huge stone monument standing not far away.

Zhao Yueqiu stopped, looked at it for a while, and suddenly asked, "What is this?" ”

The attendant glanced up, and quickly lowered his eyes, bowing his body slightly, for fear of being offended.

At the same time, the voice was full of respect: "Mrs. Hui's words, this is a 'monument of merit and demerits', which records the merits and demerits of the emperor's life, and there are them in the tomb of every emperor." ”

Zhao Yueqiu was stunned and asked: "Since it is a 'meritorious monument', why is there only four words on this stone tablet?" ”

"This was ordered by the emperor during his lifetime, and the words on it are the handwriting of the emperor imitated by the most famous craftsmen."

An order from the Emperor Shengping?

Zhao Yueqiu suddenly realized that with that person's temperament, he had indeed done such a thing.

Look at this wild handwriting 'clear conscience', where can a rule-following emperor write?

"It's unusual for her to be dead."

As soon as these words came out, the attendants hurriedly lowered their heads.

The entanglement between this Yipin lady and the former emperor is that the most senior eunuch in the palace is here, and he doesn't dare to say anything, let alone him.

The two continued on their way.

After a while, the attendant stopped and replied respectfully: "Madam, the eldest princess is in the house in front. ”

"Here?"

Looking at what she saw in front of her, Zhao Yueqiu's eyes flashed with surprise.

It's just that the house in front of me is so simple that it looks like a bungalow with a few rooms.

It is hard to imagine that the noble princess, who longed to her tail to the sky, would also fall into such a field.

The attendant pondered: "The eldest princess lives here to reflect that the former emperor had an order during his lifetime that the building here should not be changed. ”

Since it was the day to be punished, it was natural that he couldn't live too comfortably.

This is what Qi Changrong thought at the beginning.

Therefore, even if Qi Anwan is the only daughter of Emperor Shengping, when she arrives in this place, she can only live the poorest days in her princess career.

Regarding the explanation of the attendants, Zhao Yueqiu bowed slightly: "I know, step down, I'll go in by myself, you don't have to continue to serve." ”

"Yes."

The attendant breathed a sigh of relief and bowed away.

Standing outside the low house, Zhao Yueqiu suddenly pushed the door in.

In the light of the light, a little dust rises into the air.

With the light, Zhao Yueqiu saw everything in the room clearly.

A thin girl was shrunk in the corner of the bed, staring in a certain direction with her eyes open, and for a long time, she didn't even blink her eyelids.

If he hadn't seen Zhao Yueqiu with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that the person in front of him was the most noble princess of the Great Jin royal family.

“…… Celestial Princess? Zhao Yueqiu called out uncertainly.

"I said, I don't need to be served." Qi Anwan's voice was extremely soft.

"I'm not a slave in the imperial tomb, I'm your father's canonized Mrs. Yipin."

"It doesn't matter who you are, get out."

"I'm a friend of Emperor Shengping."

The words fell, since Zhao Yueqiu appeared, Qi Anwan finally faced her existence for the first time.