The acacia is defeated, and the autumn of the Hehuan Hall is getting cooler.

Su Duluo looked at the courtyard, the shadow of the acacia tree on the ground was a little thin, and finally only the main trunk branches were obliquely printed on the bluestone slab, lonely and lonely.

End of September.

Two and a half months after Yun Zeqi was in a coma, Yun Zeyuan ascended the throne.

On the day she ascended the throne, she changed into formal clothes for him, helped him to a wheelchair, pushed him to stand slowly in the distance, and watched Yun Zeyuan ascend to the throne step by step.

Du Heng said that Yun Zeqi ordered Yun Zeyuan to be imprisoned before the imperial expedition, and the Xingling Tour complemented each other, and also left a holy decree to the Xingling You, if the battlefield sword has no eyes, he can not return safely, so it will be passed on to his brother Yun Zeyuan.

He turned and faced the hundred officials. From the bright yellow sleeves, he took out a somewhat crumpled handkerchief, and there was a faint purple shadow in the corner of the square.

The wind gently blew the square handkerchief, like Su Qianhua's warm fingertips.

He sat on the dragon chair, folded his handkerchief neatly, placed it at his side, and accepted the bowing of the hundred officials.

After finishing the peace, the first thing he said -

"The daughter of the Su family, Qianhua, is frugal and elegant, quiet and elegant, and has been with her for several years, and she is also bright and beautiful. But the life is too bad, the goose dies and the fish sinks, and the heart is deeply mourned, and the special posthumous seal is added, and the nickname is "Zhaoren Jingshu is gentle and honest and virtuous and pure queen". ”

For a while, the officials were silent, but no one objected.

First, at this time, there is also the queen mother Su Duluo; the second is that the Su family's past achievements are worthy; The third is that the pair of old ministers Yun Zeyuan and Su Qianhua were obvious to all; The fourth is that Yun Zeyuan has not married anyone in these years, this is just a posthumous seal, and it is excellent not to say that there is no one else in the harem.

Yes, no one objected, and the hundred officials bowed again.

Su Duluo looked at the light purple in Yun Zeyuan's hand on the throne, and watched the hundred officials kowtow and bow. Raise your head slightly, look at the blue sky, a few idle clouds, cast a very shallow light and shadow, and gently embrace the clouds.

After the early dynasty, Yun Zeyuan went straight to the Hehuan Hall and handed over a holy decree to Su Duluo's hands.

She was puzzled, and when she opened it, her pupils constricted, her hands couldn't help but tremble, and she looked up at Yun Zeyuan in shock.

"This is what I told me to promise him before he fell unconscious. He said that if he really couldn't wake up, it was the last thing he could do for you. ”

She turned her head sideways to look at Yun Zeqi lying on the bed, her eyes were red and hot, but she couldn't shed a single tear; She wanted to laugh, but she felt that it was so difficult to hold up the arc.

She waited for this result, waited for so many years, and thought about thousands of possibilities and scenarios, but never thought of this situation.

If you ask her, exchange Yun Ze paint for her revenge, are you willing?

She thought, she couldn't give any answer but silence......

Would she like to? Naturally, they are unwilling.

Does she want revenge? Naturally, I want to do it too.

But people. There is often no way to have the best of both worlds, otherwise why do you always say that you wish you all the best when you bless?

She pinched the holy decree and loosened it tightly, tightened and loosened, and finally stuffed the holy decree back into Yun Zeyuan's arms, "I won't go, you do something." I'm relieved. ”

After speaking, she turned around and walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, reaching out to tuck the corners of the quilt for Yun Zeqi.

Hanging his head, the green silk hangs down, swaying gently in the halo.

It's the afternoon. Yuquan Palace ushered in a holy decree.

Fengtian carrier, the emperor edict said: The empress dowager has lived in Yuquan Palace for a long time, because she misses the emperor too much, she has dreamed of the emperor in recent days, and invited herself to go to the imperial tomb to accompany the spirit of the emperor, regardless of the return date. I bowed and was worried about the joy and sorrow, but I thought of the deep thoughts of the Queen Mother, so I allowed it, and

So that the niece of the Yu family, the concubine Yu Linglong, accompanied her, and the son of the concubine succeeded me under my knees, and crowned the king. Leave today, here!

The unitary time of the day.

Jade Linglong hugged the hosta. led all the palace maids to the imperial tomb under the "escort" of thousands of elite soldiers.

Yun Zeyuan stood at the height of the palace, staring at the team that was gradually moving away, his eyes were dark and surging, and his thin lips were lightly opened, "The conditions of the imperial tomb are difficult. In autumn, it is dry and easy to run water, so be sure to ask people to pay attention to it. ”

The wind passed, Yun Zeyuan's clothes fluttered, he turned his head sideways and his eyes fell on the direction of the Hehuan Palace, took out a white porcelain bottle from the bright yellow cuffs, handed it to the secret guard behind him, and only said a sentence "Use the way of others to govern their bodies", then retracted his gaze and turned around and walked towards the Chaoqin Palace.

The acacia tree standing in the evening, in the afterglow of the setting sun, the shadow grows long. Diagonally to the door of the Hehuan Temple.

She knew that at this time, the hosta and the jade Linglong should have been out of the palace, and glanced at the acacia tree in the courtyard, and the glow was draped on the branches, like an acacia flower blooming brilliantly.

Su Duluo suddenly remembered the scene when she entered the palace for the first time, and the crimson acacia flowers bloomed innocently.

She and her mother were waiting for Daddy in the Imperial Garden, but who knew that they were waiting for the hosta.

On that day, Daddy and the emperor discussed in the court's palace; The hosta made her and her mother kneel in the imperial garden for half an hour; Afterward...... It was the appearance of Yun Ze lacquer that was liberated.

Probably from that time, it was destined to start with the hosta and end with the hosta, and Yun Zeqi could free her from it.

And in this battle without gunpowder, she was the only one left in the end.

She walked to the window, propped up the window, the sunset reflected Yun Zeqi's handsome face, and the cold resoluteness between her eyebrows disappeared completely. The brows that are always raised are flat at this time, and in the glow, they are gentle and delicate, which makes people fascinated and missed.

In the end, everything came to an end, but Yun Zeqi still couldn't wake up.

The first snow in the capital is not big, like debris, just a thin layer of accumulation on the bluestone slab.

It was also at this time that news came from the Imperial Tomb that the Imperial Tomb was in the water, and the Empress Dowager died in the fire, and the whole country mourned.

Soon, the toffee Yu Linglong became ill due to excessive sadness, and became terminally ill, with no cure. But Nian once opened branches for the royal family, and once managed the harem, frugal and virtuous. Buried in the imperial mausoleum.

On that day, Du Heng knelt down in front of her, "My subordinates are brave, please take the master to Luoxia City." ”

Su Duluo was puzzled, "Why?" ”

Du Heng knelt straight in the Hehuan Palace, and only said, "Before the expedition, the master once said that Luoxia City was a gift to Niangniang, if the master knew that Niangniang went to Luoxia City, he would be happy." ”

She was stunned, a gift for her?

frowned, but his thoughts were fruitless.

But he turned his head and stared at Yun Zeqi for a moment, and slowly spoke, "Okay." If there is any place he wants to go to, or what he wants to do, you say, and we will go with him. ”

Five days later.

Su Dusk said goodbye to Yun Zeyuan and took Yun Zeqi on the road to Luoxia City.

Accompanied by Du Heng, worry-free, a doctor of the Tai; There are also Changshan, Guanghan, and Yanke.

Before Yun Zeqi fell into a coma, she confessed to Chang Shan and the others what happened to her in the palace, and begged them to take care of Su Duluo in the future.

After hearing this, the three of them remembered the hurtful things they had done to Su Duluo in the past, and they all regretted it.

Although Su Duluo said that those who don't know are not guilty, and the past, don't mention it again. The three of them still insisted on going to the barracks, and each received a hundred military sticks.

"You gave me all three, willingly?" Su Duluo looked at Yun Zeyuan playfully.

Yun Zeyuan snorted, "You have to go, they follow." How could I have been able to keep it, it's just a favor. Furthermore. With the three of them, I am more assured that you and Ah Qi are safe. ”

She glanced at the three of them, and immediately understood.

Seeing her eyes, Chang Shan raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, like a child who made a mistake. Immediately lowered his head.

Seeing this, Su Duluo couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and whispered to Yun Zeyuan, "It's not early, Brother Yuan, let's go first." ”

Yun Zeyuan hesitated for a moment. In the end, he couldn't help but speak: "He wants to send you." ”

This "he", Su Dui was stunned for a moment, then understood, turned around and got into the carriage, leaving a faint sentence, "No." ”

Inside the car is her, cloud paint and worry-free. The remaining four, three on horseback and one in a car.

The wheels of the carriage made a low noise as it rolled over the bluestone slabs, and the carriage headed towards the palace gate, and the cold wind blew and gently lifted the curtain. A figure in a green shirt swept through the afterglow.

Su Duluo's pupils shrank, and he reached out to hold Yun Zeqi's big hand, and the car curtain covered the last gap with the wind.

The carriage swayed out of the capital, and the hustle and bustle outside the car kept retreating, like a memory backwards. Familiar and unfamiliar.

She wrinkled her eyebrows suddenly, why did she have such a familiar feeling, as if it had happened before?