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In the hot summer of July, the heat steam out the moisture in the air, and the dry and hot wind raged unscrupulously in the land of the capital.

From time to time, you can smell a hint of blood rotting in the wind.

During the two-month war, the people of the capital fled with their furniture in order to take refuge and returned to their hometowns for refuge. Now in the capital, the streets and alleys are empty, only patrolling soldiers shuttle back and forth, if they meet people who have not left in the process of patrolling, they will immediately send people out of Beijing.

As for the soldiers who died in the war, due to the epidemic, their bodies could not be kept for their families to claim, so they could only be cremated together and their ashes buried in the ground.

The war lasted longer than Zhao Zhen imagined.

Zhao Yan's strength is indeed not to be underestimated, all he knows is the information that Wen Changbai revealed before he died, and the rest was slowly explored by him during the battle. It took him a month to thoroughly find out the details of Zhao Yan, and then counterattacked.

Soon, he occupied the four city gates, cutting off Zhao Yan's communication with the outside of the capital.

All of Zhao Yan's troops retreated to the palace and held this last position.

Zhao Zhen didn't attack immediately.

As long as the other party has the intention of fighting against the water, this will not be an easy battle, Zhao Zhen would rather wait and wait for the opponent's morale to decline before attacking, rather than immediately confront the other party and double the casualties.

A white dove hovers above the palace of King Yu, and then flapps its wings and lands. The pigeon had a bamboo tube tied to its legs, and the guard took out the letter from the bamboo tube and sent it directly to the study.

"Tell the princess, there is a letter from the princess."

Zhao Zhen put down the paperwork and stretched out his hand, "Give it to me." ”

The little girl couldn't help being lonely after leaving for half a month, and asked for a carrier pigeon to write to him.

The letters were full of trivial matters of life, such as the beautiful sunset here, the delicious sugar gourds, and the blooming lotus flowers, and never asked him how the war went. Every time he thought about her, Zhao Zhen took out these letters and read them over and over again, and his mood calmed down a little.

What he is doing now is to be able to stay with her for a long time in the future, and when he thinks of this, he will feel that the current separation is worth it.

Zhao Zhen opened the letter, the little girl's words were sprinkled all over the paper, Zhao Zhen hooked her lips, and her fingers gently rubbed the money.

- Your wife, Yi Xuan.

He smiled and read the contents of the letter.

The little girl first complained that her waist was thick, and asked him to be mentally prepared not to dislike her. She also said that she went on a boat trip in the lake two days ago, caught a lot of fish and shrimp, and it tasted very delicious, and asked him if he ate more fish and their babies would be smarter.

Zhao Zhen couldn't help laughing, thinking that if we don't eat fish, our children won't be stupid, no matter how smart they are, they may have to be human spirits since they were young.

The little girl went on to say that the people she knew over there were chattering, and finally told him to be careful not to be too tired.

Zhao Zhen reluctantly watched it, and couldn't help but watch it several times.

Then he picked up the pen and wrote a reply to the little girl, writing and revising, he had never had so much trouble writing the recital before.

*

Late at night.

Lightning and thunder roared, and heavy rain fell from the sky, as if to wash away the blood and dust all over the ground. The wind mixed with water vapor poured in through the windows, making an eerie whining sound. The branches of the trees were torn by the wind, and the demons danced wildly.

Zhao Yan was stamped on his feet and stepped on the cold oakwood floor, his face solemn. A bolt of lightning flashed, instantly illuminating his face.

The cold white skin, the white with an almost transparent desolation feeling, contrasted with the eyes.

It's dark, it's silent, and there's no brilliance in sight.

He wore a wide robe made of white silk, which was reflective and had a faint blue luster, lining his whole person like a nocturnal ghost.

"Your Majesty."

Someone called him from a distance, cautiously.

He didn't look at it, frowned and said impatiently: "What are you doing here?" ”

"Concubine......" Concubine Li lowered her head, "I want to come and see Your Majesty." ”

Zhao Yan felt sarcastic, and he asked with a malicious sneer, "What?" They're all gone, and you still don't leave, are you staying to see my joke? ”

The three palaces and six courts, from the concubines to the lowliest eunuchs and palace maids, all rushed to escape from the palace.

Their frightened looks really made him feel ridiculous.

Let's go, let's go, it's better to have no one left.

He has been emperor for five years, and he has not been so pure for a long time.

Concubine Li cried and shook her head, her shoulders shaking, "The concubines are willing to follow Your Majesty in life and death, and beg Your Majesty not to drive away the concubines." ”

Zhao Yan was stunned.

He turned his head to look at her in disbelief.

The aggressive sneer on Zhao Yan's face faded, and he looked at Concubine Li expressionlessly, and after a long while, he finally spoke: "Why follow me?" ”

"Because ......" Concubine Li made up her mind and met Zhao Yan's gaze, "The concubine likes Your Majesty." ”

Joy, joy?

Zhao Yan's heart seemed to have been hit by something, and he was shaken for a moment.

He's heard a lot of people say they like it.

It's just that the object they like is not him, what they like is the Son of Heaven. If someone else were to be the emperor, they would still be able to say the same thing without changing their faces and heartbeats.

Zhao Yan was already tired of such lies.

Concubine Li's eyes were red, tears kept pouring out, the rain wet her hair and clothes along the way, dripping with water, her body was weak and small, and her two hands were cramped together.

Zhao Yan smiled lightly, thinking that she was so stupid.

What's the use of liking him?

He has nothing left.

He doesn't even have the strength to protect his own woman.

Zhao Yan retracted his gaze and looked out the window with a distracted gaze. The rain was heavy and did not stop at all.

Rain fell on the hem of his clothes, and a few drops fell on the tips of his feet.

He didn't move.

He felt a small, soft, cold hand tuckle into his palm, hooking his index finger and pulling him back.

Zhao Yan looked back in surprise.

Concubine Li looked at him a little frightened, plucked up her courage and said, "Your Majesty, don't get so close to the window, the rain is coming in." ”

Zhao Zhen looked at Xiao Lifei, who was dripping with water, for a long time, stretched out her hand and swept her hair, "Go and wipe it." ”

Concubine Li's eyes lit up, the corners of her lips curved, and she said "good" sweetly.

She pulled her hand away from his palm and ran to the corner to wipe her hair, revealing an arm with a few whip marks on it.

Zhao Yan's pupils shrank, pursed his lips, and his eyes turned cold.

Don't look at her anymore.

After wiping her hair, Concubine Li took off her wet clothes again, but after taking them off, she remembered that there were no women's clothes in the Qianqing Palace.

Zhao Yan would never summon his concubines to the Qianqing Palace.

"Your Majesty, can you ...... Give me a dry garment? Concubine Li asked weakly.

Zhao Yan was silent, walked to the wardrobe and took a robe of his own and threw it on the bed.

Concubine Li was relieved, said "thank you" with a smile, and then put on Zhao Yan's clothes. Zhao Yan's clothes were too big for her, she was wearing them loosely, and the hem of her clothes even hung down to the ground.

She wasn't tall in the first place, but she looked even shorter in this dress, like a little seedling that had just emerged from the dirt.

There was the smell of Zhao Yan on her clothes, and Concubine Li couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, and suddenly felt that she was acting like a pervert.

She embarrassedly lowered her collar.

However, Zhao Yan didn't look at her either, he kept staring at the rain curtain with a cold expression.

Concubine Li walked up to him, looked up at him, and asked slowly, "Can Your Majesty go with your concubine?" ”

"Let's go?"

Concubine Li nodded her head vigorously, "The concubine's father has already made arrangements, someone will send His Majesty out of the capital, and the concubine will go out of the city with His Majesty." ”

Zhao Yan's eyes were faint, not happy or angry, "You have begged your father for a long time." ”

Concubine Li blushed and her voice was glutinous: "No, no." ”

Zhao Yan smiled, raised his gaze, and stared at the void: "I won't leave." ”

He can burn all the jade, but he must not survive.

It is better to die vigorously here than to die at the end of the world.

Maybe he didn't have the shame to go to see Zhiluo, but in the end, he didn't insult his identity.

"Your Majesty!" Concubine Li was anxious, tears couldn't help but bubble out, hugging Zhao Yan's waist from behind, her face was tightly pressed against his back, "Power and status are all external objects after all, and it is true to live well." Just beg you, concubine, go with the concubine! ”

Zhao Yan lowered his eyes, put his fingers on Concubine Li's wrist, and pushed the sleeves up, revealing the scars on his arms.

Concubine Li shook.

"It hurts." Zhao Yan said softly, "I don't know how to hide." ”

Concubine Li stubbornly held back her tears, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Zhao Yan sighed, rubbed his fingertips lightly on the scabbed scars, and pulled the sleeves back for her, "I didn't expect that the last person to accompany me would be you." He paused, and then said, "You go quickly, go to King Yu, and he will settle you well." ”

As for him, he stayed here and waited for death.

"Don't." Concubine Li cried breathlessly, "I don't want to look for King Yu, I want to stay with Your Majesty, Your Majesty can't drive me away." ”

Zhao Yan didn't know what to say.

He was too tired, too tired to soothe an emotionally broken little girl.

Concubine Li is very young, about the same age as Yixuan, and there is no problem in remarrying after leaving him.

He had done a lot of bad things before, and the only thing he could do for her now was to let her go.

This is a rare little bit of kindness from him as a bad person.

"But I don't need you to accompany me." Zhao Yan coldly broke her hand away, "The only woman in this world who is qualified to be by my side is Zhiluo." ”

He was ruthless, and his tone was even colder: "You don't deserve it, you know?" ”

Concubine Li stood there at a loss.

Yes, she knew she had been unworthy.

She will never be able to compare to Wen Zhiluo, she can't relieve his worries, she can't help him deal with those enemies in the court, and she is not qualified to stand side by side with him.

She would only cry.

It's useless.

But she really liked him.

likes it, even if he says she's not qualified, she still wants to accompany him.

Concubine Li wiped her tears, tried to put a little smile on her face, and looked at him seriously: "However, I want to follow Your Majesty This is my business, if Your Majesty doesn't like it, just let me not exist." ”