She became more and more aware that her status as an eldest princess implicated many people, and if she had any problems, then the people around her would inevitably suffer.

Concubine, Wen Jingchu, Ruizi, Mo Ran, Jinxiu, they are all among them, the more she adapts to this identity, the deeper the connection between these people and her, and the more difficult it is to let go.

This may be the restraint of the earthly world, and the entanglement between people and people binds existence. Regardless of whether you are facing difficulties or enemies, the more you retreat, the more disadvantaged you will be, and moving forward bravely, rational analysis is the most correct choice.

In the blink of an eye, Rong Qi had already walked up the jade steps leading to the palace, and she reached out to push open the two palace doors and looked inside.

Under the flickering light, the emperor sat there silently and motionless, like a statue, and when he heard her open the door, he raised his head, and his feminine and beautiful face seemed to become one with the darkness, and only after a while did he say, "I know that only the imperial sister can find here." ”

He smiled slightly, his smile was thin and lonely, and patted the soft collapse beside him, "Imperial sister, come and sit." ”

Rong Qi put down the palace lamp, took out the candles inside, and then lit a few copper lamps to illuminate the entire Ningxia Palace a little more clearly.

Ningxia Palace was not as desolate or gloomy as she had imagined, on the contrary, although it had been abandoned for too long and was full of dust, it exuded an indelible beauty.

There are jubilant red tents everywhere, the red yarn as thin as the wings of the cicada flutters down and drags on the ground, and the wind blows outside the window, as if you can vaguely see a person standing there in a lucky suit, with a thin red veil floating on his body, good and beautiful, more and more gorgeous.

"Imperial sister, you used to like to come here, do you remember?"

Before Rong Qi could speak, the emperor said again: "It was also here that I was shouted long live for the first time. His hand reached out and grabbed Rong Qi's wrist.

His palms were burning, and there seemed to be a fire burning in the sky, and the gloom under his slender eyes was getting deeper and deeper, "If it weren't for the imperial sister, I wouldn't have been able to ascend to the throne smoothly." ”

There was no trace of joke on the emperor's face, Rong Qi didn't expect that the eldest princess would do such a big thing after Xia Rongqi.

The Emperor paused, his thin lips pursed into a hint of mockery, "I thought I had escaped from his control, but I didn't expect that he was still by my side all the time......"

Before Rong Qi could think about the meaning of the emperor's words, the emperor had already reached out and a letter had been handed to her, and the letter he was holding seemed to be inadvertent, but in fact his fingers were deeply embedded in it.

Rong Qi picked it up and hurriedly looked at the light, and first saw her name in it, and the next content of the letter really surprised her.

It turned out that the name Chu Rongqi came from like this.

No wonder the emperor would smile like that, it would be a great humiliation for anyone.

She has read a lot of biographies of emperors, Liu Che's judging the situation and winning people's hearts, Li Shimin's long-term vision and knowing how to make good use of people, Zhu Yuanzhang's cruelty, tyranny, and ruthlessness, but she has never seen such a monarch, it is like a game of life, everything is just a boring aftershow for him, of course, including the country he took away, his wife and his children.

The general meaning of the letter is this:

The first emperor loved the queen of the previous dynasty, and their mother, that is, successively, was disguised by the former emperor according to the appearance of the queen of the previous dynasty.

It is probably one of his most perfect works, almost identical to the woman he loves.

Later, by chance, she had his child.

When he learned that his children were born, he was not happy at all, looking at the two gadgets in his arms, he thought that the birth of these two children was both ridiculous and ridiculous, so he gave the two children a very creative name.

Chu Yi, Chu Rongqi.

Yirong, Yirong is all because of Yirong, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with his Chu Ci, it's just a product of Yirong.

After reading this, Rong Qi seemed to slowly understand why the emperor lacked a sense of trust in anyone, and where did the gloom on his face come from, she never thought that as the founding emperor of a country, Chu Ci would be such a character.

The shadow left by Chu Ci has been deeply rooted.

How did this letter get to the Emperor? Could it be a secret letter sent into the palace by General Anding?

The Emperor's face was thin and his eyes were squinted, "After I left the court this morning, this letter will be placed on top of my imperial case. If this is true, then only one person in this world knows about it. ”

Such private matters are usually known only to those closest to the former emperor. The horse said that there is only one person left in the Chu family besides her and the emperor, the king of Jin.

Rong Qi's heart trembled suddenly, she didn't want King Jin's rebellion case to cause trouble again, it would not be good for her or the people she wanted to save.

"Imperial Sister." The emperor saw that Rong Qi had been staring at the letter for a long time without speaking, so he affectionately pulled her to his side and raised those narrow eyes, "Rest assured, no one will know about this matter from now on." ”

The Emperor took the letter from Rong Qi's hand, and the burning dust jumped in the air against the lamp.

The Emperor smiled slightly, and said in a very cheerful voice, "I will arrest and kill all those people." ”

I wanted to call the lights to see something********************

I didn't think about it.

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