Chapter 159: The Finale of Part I (1)
On the last day of the appointment, she waited for a long time, standing at the door, from the first rays of sunlight on her eyelashes, until the sunset set in the west, and the remnants of the sun were like blood.
The cold spreads from the fingers to the heart, and the delicate makeup can't hide the tiredness of waiting. She didn't remember when she started, and she put down her dignity and pride, just to let him look at herself more.
"Princess, the sun is going down, it's windy outside, let's go back." The maid put a splendid cloak on her back and gently fastened the tie. But she remained motionless, her eyes fixed on the unclear distance.
She began to regret the plan she had planned with him, she was afraid that he would forget his mission after seeing Liu Sujin, and she was afraid that he would really give up everything to be with that woman.
After he experienced the fire, she accidentally found out that a boat was lost near the cold palace, and followed this vein to investigate, and the various suspicions she and her father had finally surfaced one by one, Liu Sujin was the princess of the previous dynasty, and the dark night pavilion that was hunted down and seized before was the place where the remnants of the previous dynasty gathered.
The fire was just a cover-up, and the man didn't die at all.
But the news was suppressed, the emperor would not know, and she would not let the emperor know.
This woman is the weakness of the emperor, once the news that Liu Sujin is still alive reaches the palace, not only will she not be punished, I am afraid that the emperor will protect that person.
Su Rong sighed, tightened her cloak, and turned back to her home.
Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves behind him, and he approached Prince Xuan's mansion little by little.
She looked back in surprise, it was him! He didn't break his promise, he came back!
She untied her cloak and threw it to the maid, and ran forward with her complicated skirt.
In fact, she wanted to hug him so much, but her footsteps stopped a meter away and she couldn't move.
Beiyu Jinchen got off the horse, his eyes were clear and deep, shining brightly. His eyes were healed, but his eyes were as cold and indifferent as they were when he was blind.
All the words were blocked in my heart, and finally turned into a sentence: "Coming back?" ”
He didn't even look at her, and nodded slightly. Walking towards the study, since they got married, the study has become his bedroom, not to mention sharing the same bed, even a few more words are extravagant. On the contrary, before getting married, he was at least willing to talk to her and smile at her. Even though she knew that his detached smile was just a mask to disguise himself at all times.
She followed in his footsteps and into the study.
There is a picture of hibiscus hanging on the side wall of the study, ink-colored hibiscus, light and slingling.
She used to think that there was a "Rong" character in her name, but later she realized that he didn't care about her name.
As if he couldn't see her, he spread out the rice paper and wrote something, his brow furrowed slightly, and an atmosphere of alienation and coldness surrounded him.
"Don't forget our plan, you must send troops now, lest you miss the opportunity." She reminded.
The pen in Beiyu Jinchen's hand paused for a moment, and the ink fell down the tip of the pen, creating ripples on the snow-white paper.
He gently crumpled the paper, his white and slender fingers stained with black ink.
"The time has not yet come."
Her heart was half cold, but she still had to be calm.
"When does the prince think the time is? When they rebelled? ”
Beiyu Jinchen didn't speak, spread out a piece of paper again, and studied the ink by himself.
"You're soft-hearted, aren't you? You're bewitched by her, aren't you? She tore through his paper and threw it out the window. Okay, if you don't send troops, I'll report to the Holy One. At that time, the whole world will know that Concubine Jin is the remnant of the previous dynasty, and no one can protect her for her crime of bullying the king and the crime of rebellion she planned! ”
"The king's most disgusting thing is threats." He said this flatly, but there was a faint anger in his inky pupils.
Su Rong laughed angrily, "You didn't hate me the first day, it was like this since we got married." No matter how much I do and how much I help you, you will turn a blind eye. ”
The anger in his eyes was half gone, and he had to admit that she had indeed helped him a lot.
Before she found out Su Jin's identity, he already knew about it, so he forced Su Jin to leave the palace.
He would rather fight her on the battlefield than hurt her with a hidden arrow behind his back.
There are some emotions that are real, and in the fire in Jinyun Palace, he understands.
It's just that for him, emotions must not dominate. He can't have weaknesses, even if he's already tried that person to turn into his weakness.
The first emperor handed over to him the Hanyang Dead Soldier for this battle, he swore with his life to protect the country, get rid of all the remnants of the previous dynasty, he has been doing this, step by step planning. used, planned, and acted until Luo Yu almost lost his life because of him.
In addition, there are some things that people don't know, his mother didn't die in Gong Dou, but because she knew something that shouldn't be known, about the organization that the Liangxi people secretly planned to establish - the Dark Night Pavilion. Then, without accident, she died at the hands of the eyeliner placed in the palace by the Liangxi people.
In fact, the hatred for the Night Pavilion is accumulating bit by bit. He wanted to gain Liu Sujin's trust, so he helped her again and again, and every crisis was planned by him himself, except for ...... Killing at the wedding feast.
The fall on the cliff was unexpected, and life in the mountain village was as peaceful as a dream.
Sometimes the fate between people has long been set, the feelings between him and her are real, and the hatred between him and her is also real.
He couldn't give up his plans, and he didn't want to hurt her. dragged on and on, and the feelings for her became deeper and deeper.
What he was afraid of in the past was choice, and what he is most afraid of now is precisely choice. He wanted a way to do both, but time couldn't wait for him to procrastinate.
"It's okay to send troops, but you can't move her, you can't afford this price." His words were full of warnings, and his voice was extremely cold.
The women in the capital all said that Prince Xuan's eyes were the best-looking, clear and deep, and he always felt warm when he looked at people.
However, no one found the so-called ice cubes above the warm sun, strong and heavy.
Su Rong felt that the tip of her heart had been slashed fiercely at this moment, and blood gushed out. Everything she paid was not worth the few more days that Liu Sujin spent with him......
Jealousy and hatred took root in her heart, and she smiled: "Okay, Beiyu Jinchen, you will eventually pay the price for your words." ”
Out of the door of the study, it was already getting dark outside, leaving only a little sunset and scattered in the corner.
"Liu Sujin, you must die, I must not, let her live." She paused word by word, and her voice was very soft.
The personal maid was a little worried: "But what if the prince knows......"
She snorted coldly, interrupting the maid's timid words. "I'll let Beiyu Jinchen send her to hell with my own hands!"
The morning sun was intertwined with mist, and a hazy atmosphere enveloped the entire mountain.
The pines and cypresses stand upright, reflecting a thick green color, and the midsummer flowering period has passed, leaving only the green and green.
The cool air of the early morning was still cold, wrapped in dewdrops and wet clothes.
She knelt at the door, sleepless all night, her posture could not help but stagger, but she just held on.
His lips were pale and chapped, and his hands were on the ground with his fists on the ground, trying to hold himself as steady as possible.
The Qingzhu Sage came out with the water that had been washed, and when he saw Su Rong kneeling all night, he was surprised, and he thought of another girl, like her, who was extremely resolute, but she could still endure as usual. The women beside Prince Xuan are really not to be underestimated.
"Why are you still here? Go back, your father should have told you that since I have gone into seclusion, I will not ask about the world, and I will not be able to help you. ”
"War is about to break out, are you willing to cause a loss of life because of a woman? Beiyu Jinchen is resolute by nature, but it was planted in her hands, don't you know the terrible thing about Liu Sujin better than me? ”
A series of forced questions almost left the Qingzhu Sage speechless. Liu Sujin is beyond ordinary people's forbearance and intelligence, and the previous dignified Prince Xuan used his hard work as a medicine for her, all kinds of additions, he didn't dare to underestimate it.
The most important thing is that he really didn't want to get involved, his wife died in the war between Liangxi and Beiyan, with a child under the age of one. This is his true determination to go into hiding after despair.
"The change of dynasties has its own fixed number." With that, he turned to leave.
Su Rong staggered to her feet, holding back the feeling of dizziness.
"Your wife and children died at the hands of the Liangxi people, are you really willing?"
"When is the time for retribution, princess, please go back, don't mention the past."
"I know that you will have a Miao Jiang Strange Technique, which can suppress one person's memory of another person with nine needles to seal the acupoint."
He was surprised that she actually knew about it, this kind of magic had been lost for a hundred years, and he only knew a little bit about it.
"Even if it could, it would only be a few months at most. He's known her for more than a year, and he can let go of it with just a memory? ”
"That's enough," she said. ”
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After the end of the first part, I will continue to write the next chapter, starting with the third volume