When the spring breeze blew into the imperial city, the capital, which had been dead for several months, finally regained a glimmer of life.

The old emperor died of illness, and the crown prince was born of an affair between Xibohou and the concubine, and Xibohou was defeated during the mutiny in the imperial city, and his head is still hanging on the city gate. The five princes, who have not been conspicuous in the landscape, ascended the throne with the emperor's edict and changed the name of the country to Sang, and since then there is no Chu State, only Sang State.

All the opposing voices in the court, after the return of the prince of Zhenbei, who was seriously ill externally, fell into silence, the figure walking against the light, the dull tapping sound of the armor colliding, and the sword that was still dripping blood in his hand walked into the Jinluan Palace, from the founding of the Chu State to the present, from the founding of the Sang State to the future, there is only one person who dares to be so arrogant.

The Protector of the Kingdom collaborated with the enemy and treason, framed Zhongliang, and the descendants of the Guogong Mansion were all taken into custody with the Protector of the Kingdom, and he was beheaded half a month later. The rest, both men and women, were exiled to the border.

No one dared to touch the scale of the prince of Zhenbei at this time, and even the new emperor who ascended the throne respected him for three points.

Chu Cheng looked at the bloody people below the court, and suddenly had a feeling of returning to his previous life, in that life he was the emperor, he was the general, and he was also restricted by Jun Chen step by step.

With a bitter smile, he finally bowed his head to fate, "Jun Aiqing, the Hu people from the north are coming, Yanmen Pass is in an emergency, Aiqing is willing to lead the troops to the battle?" ”

Several major military families have preserved their strength during the chaos in the imperial city, and it is inevitable that the Sang Kingdom will fight to open the country!

Jun Chen's heavy black iron armor slammed into the ground, "The last general is ordered!" ”

Looking at Jun Chen's proud back leaving, Chu Cheng just smiled bitterly, in this life, he calculated everything, but he still lost, the throne was not wanted by others, and his beloved never looked at him more.

The court was full of hibiscus, and the intense colors were very similar to the way she laughed.

The attendants often heard the new emperor murmuring, "I said that I only love you in my life, why don't you believe me......"

The attendants were dumbfounded, not daring to disturb the new emperor, nor daring to ask who the new emperor was in his mind.

Who is it? It's Miss Jun of the Protector's Mansion, after all, the new emperor and Miss Jun had a close relationship some time ago.

Thinking that Miss Jun was about to be exiled, the attendant moved his mind and picked some words in the ear of Dali Siqing, and a few days later, Jun Jinhua died violently in the prison, and there was one more palace maid in the palace from then on.

Spring is coming, the court is about to introduce fresh blood, Chu Cheng looked at the mountains of twists and turns, and sighed more than once, in the past few years of usurping the throne in his previous life, Jun Chen knew how busy he was to be an emperor, so he threw the throne at his fingertips in this life.

He doesn't hate Junchen, it's more, it's a kind of unwillingness, unwilling that he has Junxi, or unwilling that he has been living, is it what he wants?

Chu Cheng didn't know, more often, when he looked at the strange and familiar palace, he couldn't help but think of her, her laughter, her voice, and her quiet appearance when she was lying on the soft couch reading a book.

He has been married to her for four years, plus the three years in the cold palace, it is considered seven years of husband and wife, every time in that life, it is painful to recall, he sometimes hates the injustice of the sky, hates that she is his wife in that life, but he can't love her well.

Early one morning, the palace people wanted to serve Chu Cheng to wash up the court, but found that the dragon bed was empty, and the quilt was cold, showing that no one had slept.

The palace people who were waiting panicked and reported to the chief of Ouchi, and the Imperial Forest Army searched the entire palace, but they didn't find Chu Cheng, and finally Tao Yao followed the breath to find Chu Cheng in the cold palace.

The room in the cold palace was already very dilapidated because it had not been inhabited for many years, and there were cobwebs hanging from the bedside, and their new emperor was lying on the dusty bed with his clothes on his side, half-curled up, as if he was protecting a man in his arms.

The chief manager of Ouchi has been in the palace for some years, and he knows that this is the house where Chu Cheng's mother lived when she was beaten into the cold palace, thinking that he was thinking about the concubine with a thin face, so he made a gesture and retreated quietly with someone.

Chu Cheng's slender eyelashes moved, and a line of tears fell from his eyelids, anxious and fast, "Jun Xi ......"

"Brother." Tao Yao stood at the head of the bed and didn't leave, and when she heard him call Junxi's name, her brows furrowed, "Do you want a beautiful sister?" I'm going to bring my pretty sister back. ”

"Don't go!" Chu Cheng groaned hoarsely.

"Didn't my brother miss her? You're crying. Tao Yao didn't understand.

Chu Cheng sat up with difficulty, touched Tao Yao's head, and tears still flashed in his eyes, "Yes, my brother misses her, but he can't see her." ”

"Why?" Tao Yao tilted her head.

Chu Cheng breathed hard, as if he wanted to suppress all his sadness, "Because, she is someone else's wife......"

She is a Fusang planted in his heart, sprouted, took root, and can never be pulled out again, because if she pulls it out, he will be heartbroken, and he will die.

Tao Yao said, "Brother doesn't cry, Tao Yao will be your wife in the future." ”

Chu Cheng just smiled bitterly, "Silly girl." ”

He got up, the well water in the yard did not dry up, he poured some water on his face, the spring cold was steep, the cold was bone-chilling, his consciousness was not clear, but a little chaotic.

In the last life, she lived in the cold palace, was this how she lived for three years?

The indescribable pain lingered in the atrium, like a pinprick and dense.

"Your Majesty, you are in poor health, how can you use this well water! What should I do if I hurt the dragon's body? The chief eunuch was so frightened that his face turned white. Chu Cheng ignored him and asked rhetorically, "Is there anyone surnamed Liu among the waste concubines?" The one that was the most favored by the emperor during his lifetime. ”

Since ancient times, there has been a scandal in the royal family, and the chief eunuch has not climbed to this position at that time, but the old emperor is absurd, and he has seen the scene of the Liu concubine Hu Tianhu a few times, and at this moment I heard the new emperor ask about the Liu concubine, I only felt that my heart was blocked, that woman has such a great ability, and the new emperor also hooked up? Since the new emperor succeeded to the throne, there has not been a lady in the harem, because the new emperor has always been ill, and naturally there were no concubines before.

The chief eunuch replied with a bitter face, "Yes, but I was sent to the Taimiao with the concubines of the former emperor." As if he was afraid that Chu Cheng would be interested in that Liu Concubine, he added, "That woman is unlucky, she gave birth to a stillborn baby in October, Your Majesty ......."

Chu Cheng raised his hand and signaled to the chief eunuch to say, "My father's favorite concubine was Concubine Liu, let her give her father a funeral." ”

The chief eunuch put a heart back in his stomach and answered loudly, "The slave understands." ”

Where did that woman hook up with the new emperor, it was obvious that she provoked the new emperor.

In April, it rained in the imperial city, and the address of the capital had been chosen, so it was better to go south, and when Junchen returned from the northern expedition, he would definitely take Junxi to the north, and at that time, the distance between them could only be farther.

Chu Cheng stood on the highest star-picking tower in the palace, looking at the stone mountain in the south of the city, with a faint attachment in his eyes.

We are still looking at the same blue sky and breathing the air of the same city, but I can only look at you from afar here.

"Your Majesty, it's a bit windy today, you can go back, the gains outweigh the losses if you catch the cold." The chief eunuch was hunched over his waist on the side, and the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled, looking like he was heartbroken.

Chu Cheng said, "While you can still see it now, I'll take a few more looks." ”

The rain that flew obliquely wet the sideburns at the corners of his forehead, and at that moment, the emperor's eyes were silent loneliness and unspeakable sadness.

"Nandu has always been here, that is, it has moved to the new capital, as long as His Majesty wants to come back to see, he can come back at any time to see." The chief eunuch said.

Chu Cheng didn't speak, his eyes still fell on the misty Nanshan, this city will still be there, but looking back over the years, that person will not be there.

He stretched out his hand and took the rain that flew diagonally, and a murmur so low that only he could hear it dissipated into the wind, "Meeting you is my life's ......."

At the end of spring, good news came from the north, and the army triumphed half a month later.

There was a congratulatory sound in the court.

It was rainy in the spring twilight, and Chu Cheng knew that the day of her departure was near.

The sound of wheels rolling, he entered the White Horse Temple, a pillar of incense in front of the Buddha, but he didn't know what to ask.

"Please see her again." Eventually, he prostrated heavily in front of the Buddha.

Light wind, slanting rain.

The wind comes to the pavilion, and the bitter tea is fragrant.

The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. This poem is indeed true, the spring flowers in the imperial city have been thanked, and the peach blossoms in this temple have just begun to bloom.

One by one, they are budding in the wind and rain, and the doubts are scattered into mud, which is a little desolate.

The tea in the stove has been boiling, and the water has been changed many times, and when the drizzle stopped for a while, a beautiful figure slowly walked out of the peach forest.

He was dressed in white, but the neckline and cuffs were trimmed with gold-red brocade, and the waistband, which was more than three feet wide, was also a bright golden-red. A strand of hair wet by the rain was attached to his forehead, and his facial features were shocking, with a little ignorance and childishness, with a sugar gourd in his mouth and a sugar man in his hand.

"I told you not to run around, what kind of temper, it is estimated that Junchen's kid can stand you." The source of the broken thoughts was the same white clothes, and the corners of the robe were rolled with blood-colored Manzhu Shahua's Dark Moon Sand, he saw someone in the pavilion, he was slightly stunned, and then pulled Jun Xi's hand to leave, "Go back, the three treasures won't see you for a while, and you should cry again." ”

Jun Xi was stunned for a while, and then shook off the hand of the Dark Moon Sand and walked towards the pavilion.

Chu Cheng looked at her standing on the edge of the pavilion for a long time, until her eyes began to reddened uncontrollably, and then she asked in a trembling voice, "Do you want to drink tea?" ”

Jun Xi tilted his head and did not speak.

He poured a cup of tea and pushed it across the table, "It's quite windy, take a sip of tea and warm up." ”

She hesitated for a moment, took a sip of hot tea, and then put the candy man in her hand on the table and ran.

Until I walked out of the peach forest, I never looked back.

Chu Cheng looked at the sugar man in front of him, stunned for a long time, and then stretched out a hand to pick up the position and press it on the atrium, the hand on the table was clenched into a fist, his head slowly drooped, and his shoulders trembled violently, like crying frequency.

The wind blew a little hard, and the pink fell to the ground.

The love is over, or it is not, there is no way to know.