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The sun was dazzling, and the palm of the hand hurt like a fire, as if there were words deeply engraved on it. [Full text reading. 】

Blood filled her eyes, mountains and rivers collapsed before her eyes, barren weeds grew in her memory, the earth cracked through huge cracks, and sea water gushed out. Alone and abandoned, she stood on the blazing wilderness, watching the avalanches in the sky and the raging waters in the east, burying her whole.

Exhausted, she closed her eyes and sank little by little towards the dark and lonely graveyard.

When Chu Qiao woke up, the drizzle had just stopped, and the moonlight drilled out of the clouds, sprinkling the green and white light softly on the sleeping hall of Mi Heju, and the autumn was beautiful, and the dew was dripping on the wide and thick sycamore leaves, making a crisp sound.

The hall was empty and cold, and for a moment, it was as if everything in this world was dead, and only she was left. She sat up slowly, the wind blowing, the dry cold, as if penetrating the frozen shell, making her realize that she was still alive than ever.

There was a noisy sound of silk and bamboo in the Roufu Palace, it was Li Ce feasting his concubines at night. Every evening at this time, there is a grand singing and dancing that adorns this glittering court.

When Chu Qiao was first rescued, the entire government and the opposition were in a fierce voice of impeachment, and hundreds of civil and military officials cried and admonished death all day long, and there was an endless stream of them. Li Ce stared at them and quarreled with them for more than ten days, and finally got annoyed, kicked the throne in the early court, and shouted angrily Don't be the emperor anymore, whoever likes to do it.

The officials were so frightened that they knelt outside the Changxin Palace for two whole days before they invited the emperor, who had already struck seventy or eighty times within a few years of his accession to the throne. From then on, no one dared to mention Chu Qiao half a word.

Fortunately, Li Ce's performance afterwards really made everyone put their hearts back in their stomachs, except that he was extra attentive when he was diagnosed a few days ago, and afterwards he looked like a big shopkeeper, and resumed his suave and suave style. There is a small banquet in two days, and a big banquet in three days, and the officials are finally a little relieved, and secretly it seems that this Yanbei fox spirit who is not shallow in harm does not have much charm, and the emperor went to save her, maybe it was also a whim as before.

When Li Ce came in, Chu Qiao didn't make a sound, he thought she was still sleeping, and deliberately made a thief look like a thief, causing the little palace maids outside to cover their mouths and snicker one by one, covering their stomachs, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Lifting the bead curtain and seeing Chu Qiao sitting on the couch, Li Ce was slightly stunned, then walked in with a smile, carried a delicate basket, and said like a treasure: "Someone sent a pomegranate, do you want to eat it?" ”

Chu Qiao didn't speak, his eyes were a little dazed, and he didn't seem to have woken up from his sleep.

Li Ce sat beside her, looking at her still pale and thin face, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly and then slowly relaxed. He took out a pomegranate, broke it with his own hands, revealing the red pearls inside, poked his head to look at Chu Qiao, sent it to Chu Qiao's mouth with a smile, opened his mouth, made a eating posture, and said, "Qiaoqiao, open your mouth, like me, ah-"

"Li Ce, my illness is cured." Her voice was as light as water, very calm.

Li Ce looked at her, many times there would be such hallucinations, as if everything was still three years ago, she was injured and lived in the Jinwu Palace, and nothing had changed. But soon he found that in fact, it was no longer the same, she would no longer confidently talk to herself about her ideals and ambitions, she would never talk about that man with hope, she would never be full of hope and yearning for the future, and even those eyes no longer had the splendor of the past, as if they were shrouded in a layer of fog, and they were dim.

"Well, it's almost there."

"I want to go."

Li Ce was not surprised that she would say this, and he smiled with interest and asked, "Then where do you want to go?" ”

Chu Qiao shook his head blankly, and said honestly: "I don't know yet, but the world is so big, there is always a place for me." If it really doesn't work, I'll go to the gate. ”

"Is there any difference between you going to the gate and you staying here?"

"Li Ce, Great Xia won't let me go, if you keep me here, sooner or later it will bring you a big disaster. I killed countless Xia soldiers, twice made their Northern Expedition unsuccessful, and personally killed the third prince Zhao Qi. Great Xia is currently not at war with Bian Tang, and when they free up their hands and feet, you will be in trouble. ”

Li Ce didn't answer, but looked at her quietly, and the trace of cynicism in his eyes gradually receded, becoming peaceful, calm, and calm like water. After a long time, he whispered: "You are the enmity of the Jing family's children and the Zhuge family, you are struggling to survive in the Shengjin Palace with him as a slave for eight years in order to repay Yan Xun's kindness, you have survived several times in order to protect the people of Yanbei, you have turned against Yan Xun for the sake of the southwest town government, you have escaped the world for two years for Zhuge Yue, and you have completely broken with Yan Xun for the sake of the Great Peer Association. The man's voice was low and cold, with a bit of tiredness that could not be concealed, and he said quietly, "Qiaoqiao, when will you be able to think about yourself in your life?" ”

Chu Qiao was so stunned, the night breeze passed through the hall and blew on her sideburns and shirt. Li Ce gently hugged her shoulders and pressed her head with his hand, so naturally he wrapped around her without a trace of **.

He exhaled lightly and said softly, "Qiaoqiao, there are many ways to live in this world. A life of poverty is also a life, wealth and glory are also a life, doing nothing is also a life, and making achievements is also a life, why do you always have to choose the most difficult way to live for yourself? The way you are, it's not as easy as the people in the market. ”

Li Ce's voice came slowly, burrowing into his ears. Chu Qiao leaned on his arms, his thoughts were frozen and stiff. Why not, she thought? If it were really ordinary people in the market, there would not be such a heavy fate, there would not be such a deep bond, even if there would be betrayal and disappointment, deception and abandonment, it would not be as heart-rending and bloody as it is now.

The moonlight shone silently in and fell on his and her shoulders. Chu Qiao suddenly felt very tired. But Li Ce, I spent eleven years climbing a mountain, and someone told me that there was a snow lotus on the mountain, but when I tried my best to climb up, I found that the top of the mountain was bare, and there was nothing. The mountain is so high, I have to climb it all my life, and after being disappointed, how can I get down?

"Qiaoqiao, hope is in your own hands, if you don't let yourself go, no one will be able to save you."

The days went by day by day, and the cold winter came, but Bian Tang did not have a trace of winter. Chu Qiao finally lived in the Jinwu Palace, although there was no name and no point, but in this palace, the most important thing was a nameless woman, coupled with her previous fame, no one dared to provoke her.

The persecution and revenge of the imaginary Great Xia did not come, as if they also decided that Chu Qiao was already a wasted person, and all the previous grievances were written off, and not even a single envoy for questioning was sent.

Chu Qiao thought, this is very abnormal, her current identity is almost equivalent to the Japanese prisoner of war back then, with the current angry anti-war sentiment in Great Xia, why would she give up this opportunity to beat the water dog so easily?

She went to ask Mei Xiang, and Mei Xiang said unashamedly: "If they dare to come, they will ask Commander He to break off their heads one by one." ”

Mei Xiang is her maid on the back mountain, her parents and relatives died in the war, and she was also a slave waiting for a price before she met her. After she came to Bian Tang, this girl actually rode a horse and came to her alone from Yanbei.

Qiu Sui, the little palace maid sent by Li Ce, put down a bowl of chilled pears with a smile, and said proudly: "Sister Mei Xiang said yes. Besides, Your Majesty is so good to the girl, who dares to run around and shout without interest? ”

Chu Qiao shook his head, a little worried in his heart, it shouldn't be so simple, could it be that Li Ce was forced to agree to what conditions Daxia had?

Chan'er said timidly: "I heard that it was a big Sima Li in Daxia who mainly reconciled with our Bian Tang, so that Daxia didn't come to trouble the girl." ”

Da Sima? Chu Qiao frowned slightly, the Great Sima of Great Xia was the chief patriarch of the Council of Elders, could it be that Wei Guang let himself go?

She hasn't inquired about outside affairs for a long time, she is groggy all day long, and she doesn't see outsiders in this Mihe house, which has really become what Li Ce said, "doing nothing is also living".

She has been tied to Yan Xun for half her life, walking through the darkness and dead silence, walking through the bloody rain and bloody wind, walking through the sword light and sword shadow, and now she has finally reached the end of the future, and she has reached the end of the mountains and rivers, and she can't go any further.

Later, she asked Li Ce why Daxia didn't come to her for trouble, Li Ce was showing her a picture of the ladies in this year's draft with great interest, and when she heard this, she raised her head and threw a wink at her, and said with a scoundrel smile: "Maybe Emperor Xia still has illusions about me." ”

Even if the current state of mind was not suitable, Chu Qiao couldn't help but chuckle, accompanied him to look at the scrolls of beautiful women more than three feet high, looking at the elegant style between the eyebrows of those girls who were about the same age as her, and only felt that those eyes were all from another world.

Before leaving, Li Ce stood at the door, suddenly turned around and smiled at her and said, "Qiaoqiao, think about it carefully, who else in this world would be so good to you?" He willingly gave up many things for you, was born and died for you, scattered all his wealth for you, threw everything away for you, saved you from life and death, but did not tell you. There are not many such people, you have to think about it, tell me after you think about it, and I will buy you a dowry, and then marry you off in style. ”

The sycamore outside the window is red and yellow, covering the sky and the sun, and the sky light spills in through the gaps in the leaves, and the gold is shining, and the paper is drunk and golden.

She stood in the silent hall, thinking about Li Ce's words before leaving, and carefully considered the last battle in Yanbei, when to attack, when to fortify, where to retreat, who to cover, how many armies attacked, how many armies intercepted, who could transmit information in time, who could appear in the territory like thunder, and what Li Ce said, who would be so good to her?

Dusty thoughts came out bit by bit, like a vine, wrapping around her body. The moon rises, the moon goes west, the moon hangs crookedly in the treetops, the moon sets, the sun rises, and the sky is brilliant again.

She stood like this, all night long, repeatedly scrutinizing and verifying her amazing idea. Excitement gradually welled up in her eyes, and crystal tears fell on her chest, rolling out in large drops, but without a trace of sadness and sadness. She was caught in surprise and hope, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

At that moment, the golden sunlight shone in through the window lattice and sprinkled on her pale face. She laughed like a carefree child and burst into tears.

On the day Chu Qiao left the palace, it was still raining in the sky, she didn't greet him, she just rode out of Zhengyangmen with a simple bag, and the drizzle was sprinkled on her shoulders, but it looked so vibrant.

Li Ce was still the emperor who did his own thing, and he was sitting on the top of the palace of the country at the moment, wearing a dark red robe with a long veil, sitting on the high cornices. His Royal Highness knelt in a field of worried, crying and roaring ministers, but as if he didn't see it, the fragrant wind blew on the corners of his clothes, raising the arrow sleeve pattern inside. He looked at the distance on the Rose Royal Road, the girl was dressed in goose yellow cloth, sitting on a white horse, flanked by continuous sycamores, and the dazzling colors were like a gorgeous calligraphy and painting.

Just look at the refreshing one