Chapter 1: The Fall from a High Position

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Great Wei, the eighth year of Tianxi.

In February, the spring is cold.

It's past midnight, and the night is like ink.

At this time in the past, the earth dragon in Cining Palace was always burning hot, but today it stopped for some reason.

The window lattices carved with hollow prints were wide open, and the wind was blowing in from the outside, and the whole Xinuan Pavilion was as cold as an ice cellar.

The blood-colored red gauze tent was blown by the wind, and a pale and slender hand under the tent trembled and stretched out, making a final struggle.

"Queen Mother, I'm here, just tell me what you want." The young man in a bright yellow dragon robe crouched on the edge of the couch, leaning his handsome side face obediently on the back of the woman's hand.

"Mother, why don't you speak? Are you not satisfied with me taking care of you? The young man's clean and handsome face was suddenly dyed with a touch of gloom, and the tenderness in his eyes was fleeting, "The queen mother ...... No, Wan'er, it's been eight years, why are you getting colder and colder? ”

The Empress Dowager Xun Xuan's word is the name of the first emperor when he was alive to her, with the death of the first emperor, this title was also buried in the loess, and no one mentioned it anymore.

Xun Xuan, who heard these two words, couldn't help but tremble, as if she remembered something.

"Presumptuous!" The woman waved her palm angrily, but she couldn't do it, her fingertips finally slashed weakly across the young man's cheeks, and the thunderous anger did not even stir up a ripple.

"Are you going to fight me?" The young man laughed, and the last pity in his eyes disappeared, leaving only full of anger and unwillingness, "For so many years, you are so close to me, but every time I see you, I feel like a moat between me and you, and I can't cross it." ”

He lifted the veil and looked at her pale and weak face fixedly: "Therefore, what I can't get, even if it is destroyed, it will never be given to others." ”

The woman ignored his words, and stared at the top of the tent with her empty eyes open, as if she were babbling.

"What do you want to say? Tell me. The boy leaned sideways, put his ear up, and listened patiently.

After a while, the young man's white face suddenly became hideous, and he was like two people with Fang Cai's innocent appearance, he pounced on him like crazy, and grabbed the woman's neck with both hands: "Until now, are you still thinking about that person?" ”

"It's useless, Wu Guogong is guilty of rebellion, the crime is unforgivable, that person has the ability to reach the sky, and he can't try to save them."

His eyes were scarlet, his hands were tightly twisted around his slender neck, and the young man seemed to cry and laugh, and roared like crazy: "Xun Xuan! Go to hell! Great Wei Jiangshan, Jing Dynasty, can no longer tolerate you! ”

After a long time, the little emperor walked out of the house with his hair in a messy bun and stumbled, and Zhu Guifei, who had been waiting on the steps outside the door for a long time, stepped forward when she heard the sound and silently put on a mink fur for the emperor.

The emperor looked at the night in the distance in confusion, and his voice trembled slightly: "Decree, Empress Dowager Xun is seriously ill and will die!" ”

On February 13, the Empress Dowager Xun died at the age of 22, and was nicknamed the Empress Dowager.

Less than three days after the end of the Empress Dowager Xun's state funeral, the little emperor urgently issued an edict to amnesty the world and declare his pro-government.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since the national funeral, and in the blink of an eye, it has arrived at Qingming, and a light rain has fallen in Beijing.

In the back garden of Shang Shuling's house, the peach blossoms are blooming, and it looks like a bewitching morning glow from afar, the piano sound in the garden is lingering, and the strings are tactful and melodious.

A group of warblers and swallows gathered under the promenade in the garden, stretched out their hands to break a few rain-soaked peach blossom branches through the fence, and sat next to the beauty to play, and the atmosphere was quite cheerful.

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