She knelt on top of the cold gold bricks, her head lay on the bed and cried "whining", her thin body like a willow kept trembling, looking very pitiful.

"The concubine doesn't dare."

Feng Huang's cold fingers brushed her cheek, "Your father is too powerful, once he rebels, this country will change hands." You and your father can only keep one, and I have chosen you. ”

A sourness welled up in her heart, and the queen cried more and more pitifully.

Feng Huang's dark eyes were all dead silent, "After I am gone, you will have to be the assistant of Moshu." ”

The queen cried more and more sadly, and the slightest prestige no longer existed, "Your Majesty, you will definitely live a thousand years old, where are you willing to leave these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains." ”

His cheeks were as warm as jade, but there was no sorrow or joy like a stone statue, "Go out, I'm tired." ”

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postscript

Huaiyin is a place of exile, and in these years, the phoenix has been granted amnesty to the world, and there is no longer the disaster of raiding the family and exterminating the clan.

And the number of sinners assigned to Lingnan is also becoming less and less, so the land of Lingnan is becoming more and more desolate, and the fertile land reclaimed by those sin slaves is gradually deserted.

There are only a few families living here, and there is no competition or grabbing, but it is also a paradise.

Arnold came back from picking sour dates on the back mountain, but saw a woman in tattered clothes standing outside the door of her house, covered in mud and dirt, and she couldn't see her appearance.

She walked up with courage and handed her the pastry that Gu Jue had hidden in her satchel, "No, this is what my father made." ”

The woman stretched out her black hand, slowly took the pastry, and then devoured it.

When Arnold saw that she had finished eating, he said obediently: "Since you like to eat so much, I will go to the house and get you some more, and you can wait here." ”

Arnold jumped and jumped into the courtyard after speaking, and the woman who remained in place seemed to be trying to think of something, but only smiled maniacally.

Arnold entered the courtyard, but saw Gu Jue chopping firewood next to the house, so he only went into the house by himself.

Gu Jue saw her take a few pastries out, and hurriedly said, "You don't have to eat more, if you eat too much, you will have to cry out for a stomachache later." ”

Arnold pouted in displeasure, and then said in a childish voice: "There was a woman outside the courtyard just now, I want to give it to her." ”

Gu Jue knew that she was messing around, so he didn't pay attention to her, and was just busy with his own work.

But when Arnold came out with the pastries, he saw that the gate of the fence was empty, and he went back to the courtyard in a sullen mood.

Gu Jue saw that she was back again, so he put down the axe in his hand and slowly walked to her side, "There are wild beasts on the back mountain, you can't run away indiscriminately in the future." ”

Arnold looked at the thatched house that had just been repaired at home, and compared with the Chengguo Mansion in the capital, it was a world of difference, but Arnold was gradually

Loved it.

"Daddy, will A-Niang really come to us?" Arnold seemed to have stars twinkling in his eyes, "But we've been waiting for months, and we haven't seen my mother." ”

The pain in Gu Jue's eyes became more and more obvious, he had always deceived himself like this, and he also deceived Arnold.

"This is the home of Daddy and your aunt, and she naturally wants to come back." Gu Jue held her in his arms and said in a doting voice: "Daddy will go to the mountains to catch a few hares for you in a while, you can raise them raw." Your aunt likes these the most, and when she comes, she will definitely look at it and be happy. ”

Arnold's face was full of joy, and he nodded his head in agreement.

It wasn't until night that Arnold slowly fell asleep, and it was the height of summer, and insects and ants were flying all over the sky.

Gu Jue took a fan to fan Arnold for a while, and was dozing off to sleep, but faintly heard movement in the yard.

Gu Jue got up keenly, and then grabbed the dagger hidden under the pillow.

These days, he has been worried that Feng Huang's people will find him, and according to Feng Huang's temperament, he will never let go of himself and Arnold.

He walked out of the room slowly, but vaguely heard the sound coming from the direction of the firewood room.

Gu Jue slowed down and walked over slowly, until he pushed open the dilapidated door of the firewood house, only to see a woman hiding in the firewood.

The woman couldn't see clearly, but looking at her movements, it looked like she was mentally incomplete.

Could this be the beggar in Arnold's mouth, but in this poor and remote place, there are few people, how can he beg here.

The woman heard the movement and curled her thin body tightly together, as if she would be hurt in some way.

"Don't be afraid." Gu Jue didn't know why, but he was a little soft-hearted, "I'll go get you some food." ”

However, as soon as he turned around, before he could step out of the door, he heard a faint voice coming, "Dong Lang." ”

This familiar call made him stop suddenly, then turned his head in disbelief and asked urgently, "What did you call me?" ”

When the love is strong, or she is messing around and willful, she always calls him like this.

The tone was exactly the same, in his daily nightmares, she always called his name like this, but when he woke up in the middle of the night, it was a slight chill on the pillow, endless sorrow.

The woman was frightened by his nervous voice, and her thin body kept hiding in the woodpile.

Gu Jue hurriedly walked to her side, clasped her chin tightly, and stared at her cheek by the cool moonlight.

He couldn't see anything on his muddy face, but he recognized those dark eyes.

He hugged her in his arms and said in a choked voice: "God treats me well, I didn't expect you to be alive." ”

He hugged her for too long, not caring about the strange smell of her, he hugged her for a long time, but he never got any response from her.

Gu Jue suddenly let go of her thin body and examined her carefully, only to realize that the hollowness in her eyes was like a mud doll without sorrow or joy.

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A month passed, and Gu Jue searched all over the doctor, and they all said that Yu Zhiyan hurt his head, and he could only be like an idiot in the future.

Gu Jue looked at her like this, her heart was like a knife, she was such a strong woman, and she wanted to live in such a mess.

He didn't know how she came all the way from the capital, just looking at her embarrassed appearance, he knew that she must have suffered a lot on the way.

But since that night in the firewood room, she has never called him Donglang again, and no matter how many words Arnold called her, she never got any response from her.

On this day, he took her to a country doctor to see her sick, and when he returned, he passed by a ruined temple.

Arnold had to go in and take a look, but Gu Jue couldn't resist her, so he only pulled Yu Zhiyan and went in together.

Gu Jue and Yu Zhiyan were standing outside the temple, and when he saw that she was still sluggish, he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, and forced out a smile, "Zhiyan, I can't cure your illness in this life, and if our family can be together, we will die without regrets." ”

Her dark eyes moved, but she still looked at him expressionlessly.

He leaned over and kissed her warm cheek, a faint wetness in his eyes.

And at this moment, Arnold's cry and the sound of things breaking were heard in the temple.

Gu Jue hurriedly turned around and went in to check, but Arnold was a little scared when he saw the hungry mouse, and he didn't believe that he had knocked over the abandoned Buddhist shrine on the table.

He hurriedly checked to see if Arnold was injured, but found that only a piece of skin had been rubbed off his wrist. Arnold had tears in her eyes, looking wronged, and Gu Jue couldn't bear to scold her anymore.

When Gu Jue settled Arnold, he took her little hand and came out.

He just stepped out of the threshold, but saw Yu Zhiyan standing next to the dead wood in the courtyard, which was originally a marriage tree, and there were still a few faintly tied to it

Red silk.

And Yu Zhiyan was still holding a piece of red silk untied from the tree in his hand, with his head down, as if he was thinking about something.

Gu Jue looked at the sky and saw that it was already late, there was a faint trace of sunshine in the sky, if he delayed any longer, he was afraid that he would miss the hour, and there were often wild beasts on the mountain road at night.

"You idiot, get out of here, see what these are doing." He called to her in a gentle voice.

He couldn't help but think that when he was in the temple outside the capital, a glimpse of it was unforgettable.

Seeing that she was still with her head down, he couldn't help but sigh and hurriedly walked over.

He was about to call her, but he saw that the red silk was full of tears. He couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart, and said hurriedly: "Zhenyan, why are you crying." ”

She slowly raised her head, her face covered with tears like a spider's web.

"My name is Yu Zhiyan, don't remember the wrong name of someone else and marry the wrong person in the future."

"You-"

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Eight years later, the world is peaceful, it is an unprecedented prosperous era, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the country and the people are safe.

Even King Huai, who had defected to the Huns, died in the vast grassland two years ago, and the Huns retreated to Mobei and never occupied half of the cities of the Central Plains.

However, in this year, the news came from the palace that the emperor was seriously ill.

The prince was hunting and hurried back to the palace.

When Moshu returned to the palace, he immediately went to the emperor's bedroom. He had just stepped into the temple, but he saw a room full of kneeling servants.

Behind the bright yellow curtains, the emperor's faint breath immediately came, "Moshu, are you coming back to see me?" ”

The prince didn't have time to let the palace maid take off the cloak on her body, so she hurriedly ran to the side of the dragon couch, knelt on the ground and cried: "The son sees the emperor." ”

The queen sat on the dragon couch, and when she saw the prince, she cried more and more.

Maybe it was the return to the light, Feng Huang's face actually had a trace of spirit, "I'm leaving, the most reassuring is you, I'm afraid that you will take the wrong path in the future, and your mother will blame me." ”

The crown prince cried: "Father, the son will definitely be a virtuous monarch in the future." ”

Feng Huang immediately coughed, and spat a mouthful of blood on the bed, "There is a portrait at the bottom of my bed, just put it in my coffin." ”

"Sons obey the holy commandment."

"You don't have to bury me in the imperial mausoleum, I need to be buried in the Nan'an Palace, Qingzhou." His voice was faint, and only the prince and queen beside the bed could hear it clearly.

"In the palace of Nan'an, the day of marrying her turned out to be the most alive day of my life-" His voice dimmed inch by inch, "I failed her-"

Feng Huang's eyes gradually lost their luster, and the queen sitting next to him slowly put her trembling fingers between his noses.

The queen fell to her knees on the ground, "The emperor is dead." ”

The room full of people immediately began to cry, only to urge the hearts of the people to ache. The emperor, who reigned for thirteen years, left the cold imperial city in this way, leaving orphans and widows.

Fenghuang has no concubine, everything can only be busy with the queen and the prince.

Soon the clothes and crowns were changed, and after the emperor's body was placed in the coffin, the queen ordered someone to take out the painting under the bed.

I don't know that the picture scroll that hasn't moved for a few years, as soon as the queen opens it, it kicks up a burst of dust.

The woman on the scroll stood under the marriage tree, smiling smartly, but the scroll was faintly blackened, as if it had been burned by fire.

Since ancient times, the emperor's coffin must be buried like the emperor's mausoleum, if you don't follow the rules, I'm afraid that those old ministers will make trouble again.

However, just as the emperor sealed the coffin, thousands of people rushed to the imperial tomb with the coffin, but the crown prince, who was supposed to go, was sick because of overwork, and only the queen followed.

And one night, an inconspicuous coffin was lifted out of the northwest gate of the palace, loaded into a carriage, and headed only in the direction of Qingzhou.

Mo Shu is now the new emperor who has just ascended the throne, and he is carrying a thousand catties of burden. However, there were only three or four people with him, and everything was secret.

After the carriage and horse arrived in Qingzhou, it was noon, because they wanted to hide people's eyes, so naturally they could not blatantly carry the coffin into the old residence of Nan'an Wangfu.

Although Moshu was born here, he has never been to Qingzhou.

He changed into his usual cloth clothes, and just wanted to find an inn to place the coffin first, so that everyone could rest and reorganize.

Qingzhou was originally a barren land, but now it is also a rich town, and there are many people wearing silk and brocade on the street, and it is also peaceful.

He walked without a head, just wanting to find a quiet place as soon as possible, and the carriage with the coffin behind him followed unhurriedly.

At that moment, he suddenly saw a woman standing on the street buying a hairpin ring. The woman was dressed in the clothes of an ordinary person, but there was naturally a charm and beauty between her eyebrows.

She tried almost all the hairpin rings on the stall, but none of them caught her eye, and the vendor who sold the goods was already full of unhappiness.

Mo Shu almost subconsciously walked over, and then changed in a low voice, "Mother." ”

The woman's hand holding the hairpin ring slowly stopped, and her somewhat pale cheeks were reflected in the bronze mirror, and she slowly turned her head to glance at Moshu.

"The little boy recognized the wrong person." Her voice was light, but there was a bit of hoarseness.

At this time, the carriage that followed him also stopped, and it happened that a gust of wind blew, blowing up the curtains on the carriage, and the edges and corners of the coffin came out.

But the woman in front of him turned her face away, and only casually broke a peony flower from the flower pot, and then casually threw a few copper plates to the flower seller.

She turned around and walked slowly to the carriage, and the guard was about to stop it, but when she saw Mo Shu making a look at them, everyone hurriedly dodged.

I saw that the woman placed the delicate peony flowers on the coffin, and there was a faint sadness in her eyes.

At this moment, a man came out of the shop next to him, and after a long distance, he shouted: "Lady, have you chosen your hairpin?" ”

The woman's face showed a bright smile, which was even more delicate than the peony flower, "This hairpin is very vulgar, but it is not worthy of my flower and moon appearance." ”

As she spoke, she walked towards the man with a gentle face.

The man straightened her messy sideburns, and then took out a hosta from his arms, "I know you don't look down on those gold and silver things, how about this?" ”

The woman changed her face and took it happily, and then shook her head, "Such a fancy hairpin, I think Arnold's girl will like it, and it just happened to give her a dowry." ”

The man shook his head, "Whoever in the world is worthy of my daughter, there is no need to get married, just stay at home." ”

The woman's brows furrowed, "That girl is very noisy, it's better to marry early." The province occupies my husband all day long, even if he is looking for a cat or a dog. ”

There was a gentle smile between the man's eyebrows, "Then you will compensate me for one daughter, let's have another one, and I will send the noisy girl away." ”

The two men spoke, and walked past the carriage with the coffin.

A gust of wind blew, and the peony flower placed on the coffin was blown to the ground, and when Mo Shu picked it up, he saw that the two had disappeared into the long street.

Moshu knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to the corner where the couple had disappeared.