"My lord, then don't think about it today, go to bed first and see what happens tomorrow."

The girl's voice is crisp and pleasant, since that day, she has also understood what grace is and what hatred is, for Qi Ziluo, her mother and father have always asked her not to hate Qi Ziluo, and to hate the Great Wei who drove them all away, their hometown.

"Tingting, can I give you a name?"

The name Li Tingting is unlikely to allow her to move in Yecheng or even Daqi, and now a ten-year-old girl is wearing men's clothes, let alone a name that is the same as Li Yi's name and daughter, he has already announced to the world that Li Yi's entire family was killed by Yu Yu, including Li Tingting.

"Whatever the adults say, it's what it is."

Li Tingting is so small, she stands on the side very sensibly, with her appearance and voice, and the rest does not have a childlike appearance, and her dark clothes show her old age.

Qi Ziluo touched her head again and smiled faintly at her, "Is it okay to call it hibiscus?" Hibiscus is a very beautiful flower that you can love. ”

"I like it."

"But my lord, do you know what the flower language of this hibiscus flower is?" ”

"Isn't it a symbol of love? How do you know? ”

Hua Hibiscus shook her head like an adult, looked at Qi Ziluo with her neck tilted, and replied very seriously:

"My mother once said that the hibiscus flower is in Dawei, which means desperate love."

Desperate love?

Qi Ziluo's face changed slightly, looking at the serious hibiscus, the twelve-year-old girl was embarrassed to look at her, and withdrew her gaze.

He took a long step, jumped down, and led Hibiscus to let her go back to sleep, but Hibiscus wanted him to sleep before going, Qi Ziluo couldn't help it, so he touched her head again and went to rest.

Hibiscus blushed slightly, and saw that the lights in his house were blown out, so she went back to her house. When she passed through the back door, she saw a dark shadow passing by, and Hibiscus thought it was her own dazzle, so she rubbed her sleepy eyes and closed the door of her room.

He hid in a corner, and when the yard was completely silent, he cautiously opened the back door, and just as there were horses prepared at the door, he walked cautiously. But the direction of this horse is to go to the palace.

The black shadow turned a few corners, threw the horse casually, and went out of the alley again, looking up at the glazed and gold-tiled palace, it was still so silent. But I don't know what kind of bloody rain it is. When he received Qi Yuan's task, he was shocked and wanted to tell Qi Ziluo, but he couldn't do anything in order to protect Qi Ziluo.

In the golden silk, Emperor Qi, who was sleeping on the bed, suddenly woke up, and he gradually recovered his mind after being delirious. Why are you suddenly confused?

"Father, you're awake."

The deep voice made him tremble suddenly, and the person who spoke seemed very terrifying, and he couldn't understand his expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. And with a decree in his hand, he looked at it with relish. Emperor Qi looked around in a panic, there was no one!

There was no one, just the two of them, an old fox naturally knew what was going to happen, so he wanted to open his mouth to call someone, but his voice couldn't make a sound! He wanted to get out of bed, but his body was so weak that he couldn't move!

Now he is the fish on the knife, to be slaughtered. How ridiculous it is that an emperor of Great Qi has fallen to such a state, and it is caused by his own son.

"I don't understand, why did he give this throne to Qi Ziluo, what is better than me?"

Qi Yuan threw the holy decree into the furnace next to him, which immediately caused a fire, and it didn't take long for it to burn, and it was fleeting.

Emperor Qi was furious when he heard this, glaring at Qi Yuan, but he laughed wildly, and when he calmed down for a long time, he picked up the poisonous wine next to him, pinched Emperor Qi's face and was about to pour it in, but he closed his mouth tightly and stared at this unfilial son.

There are more than a dozen incense burners large and small in this room, which are full of soothing incense, and the smoke emitted makes the whole room confused that the bodies of the two people cannot be seen clearly, as if they are not on earth now, but in heaven. But this man is not like a man, he is a ghost, but he is not a ghost.

Qi Yuan was a little angry, and his strength deepened a little, but he still couldn't, he sneered, "Father, do you want you to die or Qi Ziluo die?" ”

Emperor Qi opened his eyes incredulously, how could he never find out that Qi Yuan was so mad? used to pity him for not having a mother, so he wanted to treat him well, but he did a series of things that made Emperor Qi feel cold, but he never blamed Qi Yuan, just treated him as a child, but now he raised a wolf, a wolf without a heart.

He closed his eyes tightly and opened his mouth obediently.

Why! Why is his father still so good for Ziluo! Qi Yuan was very angry, his face became not like the usual solemn person, his facial features were distorted together, no matter how many wine stains there were on his gilded clothes, he trembled and poured everything in his hand into Emperor Qi's mouth.

And he suddenly laughed, there was no sound, a smile appeared on his face, he was very cautious, and Qi Yuan, who looked at it, took a few steps back.

Who did he see? Staring in one direction and refusing to close his eyes, he opened his mouth, and the sound dispersed into the air with silence, but Qi Yuan still heard it.

"You're here."

Qi Yuan's back was cold, and he turned his head to look behind him, when was the confined window opened, and there was a gust of wind?

Emperor Qi then closed it, and the smile on his face lingered for a long time.

……

It was as if he had returned to twenty-five years ago, when the world was still in turmoil, and he had just heard the news that his entire family had been destroyed, and his heart was uneasy. After all, they were once brothers. Qi Shenzhi dispersed all his entourage, and walked in the back garden in a depressed mood, with stars in the sky and occasional meteors passing by.

He had heard that there were meteors because someone died, and now it doesn't matter if he listens to this superstitious word or not, anyway, the people are gone, and this country is completely his.

I don't know when there was a burst of clear and tactful music, a flute that is not as good as Xiao's voice, but more sad than Xiao, obviously an ordinary love song but a little pitiful.

Qi Shenzhi followed the sound to a small pond of water, a big wooden bucket beside the little girl, as if she had just watered the garden, and she didn't rest so late, after the music stopped, she saw the girl sobbing for a long time, but when he got up to get the bucket, he saw that her face was happy after the rain.

What kind of face is that? Not dignified, not gentle, and not cute, but there is a unique temperament, unlike the beauties of this harem, rouge gouache, but not powdered but very durable and tenacious, the teenage years are about to be buried in the harem of so many people, Qi Shenzhi just looked at her a few more times and left, and there was some disgust that disturbed his purity, but he didn't want to cure her crimes.

A woman like this is not necessarily a woman who comes to deceive herself, pretending to be pitiful to win the favor of the emperor.