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Nalan red leaves can't tell whether they are happy or sad, she stands on the cocoon, looking at the blue waves, and the silk flowers are like mist. [Full text reading. In the extreme distance is the sound of the wind music silk and bamboo of the Yile Palace, and under the framing of the singing and dancing, there is a little pale covered by a thick prosperous splendor.

"Let's go to Qingzhi Palace."

In the evening, Xuan Mo left the palace. Aunt Yun brought the palace maids to bring the meal that had been prepared a long time ago, and Nalan Hongye had a bad appetite, so she just ate a few bites lightly.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and the person who came seemed to be running, panting and shouting, "Your Royal Highness! Your Royal Highness the Princess! ”

"What's wrong?" Nalan Hongye raised his eyebrows.

Aunt Yun hurriedly went out to inquire, but before she could speak, the eunuch had already run straight in, her face was full of tears, she knelt on the ground, and cried loudly: "Your Royal Highness Princess, it's not good!" The emperor had just climbed onto the roof of the Yile Hall to play, and accidentally fell down! "The afterglow of the slanting sun dyed the palace with a layer of blood, the palace was heavily guarded, patrols and checkpoints were everywhere, the palace gates were all closed, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. The bowed heads were lifted one after another as she entered, and their eyes were mixed with the cold sunset outside the hall, awe, fear, suspicion, disdain, anger, forbearance, all of them leaked out in that hurried glance, and then they were calm, and they hung their heads again.

Nalan Hongye was wearing a dark purple gold and silver moire satin shirt, and the large and intricate roses embroidered her delicate and elegant standing collar, which made her neck slender and snow-white, and her face extremely dignified. She walked step by step on the Moji Palace, surrounded by a cold and murderous air. King Jinjiang stood at the forefront of the courtiers, and when he saw her, he hurriedly took two steps forward, but was pushed by a young man in a dark blue python robe and almost fell.

Xuan Mo's eyes were anxious, ignoring the angry eyes of the King of Jinjiang behind him, and he rushed forward in a few steps, but he stopped talking.

"How is the emperor?" Nalan Hongye said in a deep voice, his expression was very calm, and he couldn't see any weakness and fluctuations in collapse.

The inquiring eyes from all directions suddenly revealed a hint of disappointment. Xuan Mo shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The imperial doctor said that he has no skills to return to the sky, princess, you can go in and take a look." ”

In an instant, the heart that had been hanging all the way suddenly fell, but unfortunately it did not fall in the distance, and every pair of eyes looked at her, with sharp thorns. Nalan Hongye suddenly remembered that many years ago, the night of her father's death, it was still the Moji Palace, it was still such a court dress, it was still such a slanting rain vein, it was cold in all directions, and it was still difficult to breathe, but she still inhaled slowly, and then swallowed, swallowed, and swallowed all the emotions one by one in the reason that was already painful and wanted to die.

She walked slowly, crossed the crowd, and the palace maids on both sides lifted the curtains, and she walked into the golden dormitory alone.

The golden light stung her eyes, and she pursed her lips through the heavy curtains. It was so hot in the hall, so hot that it was breathless, and her brother lay on the big dragon bed, his face was pale, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, and he lay flat there, his eyes sunken, his cheeks blue, his lips chapped, and his head was red with blood.

Her eyes were suddenly so hot, but Nalan Hongye stopped vividly, there were suspicious eyes in all directions, her hand trembled slightly, and she wanted to reach out, but she didn't know where to touch it, so she had to call him softly, "Yu'er?" ”

When the emperor heard the voice, he turned his head slowly, and when he saw her for the first time, he was actually cowering and frightened, his voice was so hoarse, but he was still trying to explain: "Sister Huang, I ...... I haven't finished writing yet......"

His eyes were hot, and he almost burst into tears, Nalan Hongye sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and pressed his shoulder, and whispered: "No need to write, the imperial sister will never punish you again in the future." ”

"Really?" The young emperor's eyes suddenly glowed with intense brilliance, and he happily asked, like a healthy and disease-free person, "Really, Sister Huang?" ”

In a trance, remembering many years ago, the moment her father died, Nalan Hongye's heart was cold and cold, she pursed her lips and nodded, "Well, what the imperial sister says counts." ”

"That's great!" The emperor lay back, his eyes stunned at the curtains on the top of the bed, layered on top of each other, embroidered with golden dragons, dragon claws hideous, like a man-eating monster.

"That's great, then I can ...... You can ......" He didn't say what he could do after all. The emperor's eyes were strange, and he never seemed to have such a blazing gaze in his life.

He straightened his neck in a daze, his face was excited and flushed, he grabbed Nalan Hongye's hand vigorously, and wanted to say something, but as if he was stuck in his throat by a fish bone, he could only let out a broken breath, and he couldn't speak.

The imperial doctors immediately rushed forward, the crowd shook in front of them, and the little eunuch, who had been with the emperor since childhood, cried and knelt on the ground, shouting: "Your Majesty! Emperor! ”

"What does the emperor want to say?" Nalan Hongye turned his head abruptly, his eyes were slightly red, and he said to the little eunuch, "Do you know? ”

"Princess......" The little eunuch knelt on the ground, seemed to be frightened stupidly, and cried sadly in response to the question, "The emperor climbed to the top of the Yile Palace, saying that he wanted to see what it was like outside the palace, and the emperor said that he had never gone out, and the emperor ...... The Emperor ......"

Sadness overflowed from his chest, like cold snow, surging all over his body. The Imperial Doctors were in a panic, and Nalan Hongyu's face was flushed, and he was still repeating hoarsely, "Okay...... Can ......"

Nalan Hongye grabbed the emperor's hand, "Yu'er, when you get better, the imperial sister will take you out of the palace!" ”

A hint of joy suddenly crossed the emperor's eyes, and he closed his mouth, and looked at his sister with bright eyes, his eyes clear, like a child who had not yet grown up.

Suddenly, the hand that was tugging on Nalan Hongye's sleeve loosened, his breath stopped, and his head fell heavily, making a dull sound.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

A great wail suddenly sounded inside and outside the palace, the death knell resounded throughout the court, the setting sun hid the last ray, and the earth fell into darkness. The white miserable lantern was hung up, and there were cries everywhere, but no one could tell how much of it was true and how much was false.

"The saint is dead-" The slender and long send-off sound of the inner servant sounded, and Nalan Hongye stood outside the crowd, and in front of him was a large number of tearful and crying old ministers, who were divided into various factions, and they were clearly clustered in one place and shouted mournfully. There were so many people, but she still felt that the hall was empty. The sun set, the white moon rose, and the miserable white light shone on her thin back along the pulled up window, like cold snow, so cold, so biting.

Emperor Song mourned, the whole country mourned, no marriage was allowed in January, everyone was plain clothes, and they all paid tribute to this rare generous king. The cold wind swept the wormwood, and just when the war in the northwest was about to start, the Huai Song Kingdom was mourning, and the military exercises that had been assembled at the border in order to help Yanbei contain the Great Xia forces were also forced to stop. In the Huai Song Dynasty, there was a gloomy cloud.

After Emperor Akihito left, Nalan Hongye read out the edict, and the eldest son of the first emperor, Nalan Heqing, ascended the throne and changed the era name to Mingde.

However, on the night of the emperor's death, Nalan Hongye became seriously ill, and her years of hard work were like a sudden fire, which tragically scorched her entire mind. The moment he stepped out of the Mo Ji Palace, there was sweet blood gushing into his throat, almost spurting out. Her steps staggered slightly, and Aunt Yun hurriedly stepped forward and held her arm. Left and right were the hundreds of officials in the court who were in shock, and she knew that she couldn't spit out this mouthful of blood, so she swallowed it vigorously and quietly pushed Aunt Yun's hand away.

Nalan is no longer in the line, and now, except for her sick mother, young sister, and nephew who is not yet a year old, she is the only one left. The majestic genealogy of the Nalan clan, thousands of rivers and mountains, once again fell on her shoulders alone. Therefore, she can't fall, she can't be weak, she can't even cry, if she falls, the foundation of the Nalan clan for thousands of years will collapse.

She straightened her back, read the edict in a measured manner, instructed the future to be arranged, stabilized people's hearts, and then returned to her dormitory and sat quietly for the night. Candle tears fell silently, her eyes gradually became empty and cold, but no tears welled up.

The emperor's funeral affairs were all handed over to King Anling and Xuanmo father and son to supervise, and on the second day, the local town officials sent people to the capital to pay tribute. Nalan Hongye sits in the middle palace and coordinates everything. Although the emperor died, the crown prince was established early, and the eldest princess of Nalan, the pillar of the country, was still there, so there were no great changes.

On the second day, Nalan Hongye led people to the queen Cui's bedroom, wanting to take over the new emperor to the Taimiao, but before he stepped into the dormitory, he saw a sharp knife coming to his face.

With a bang, Xuan Mo pulled out his sword, split the blade, and blocked in front of Nalan Hongye, and the surrounding guards were all shocked, and someone shouted "There are assassins".

Just as he was about to rush into the dormitory, he suddenly heard the queen's terrible voice sound, "I'll kill you!" I'll kill you! ”

Cui Wanru rushed out with her hair scattered, holding the child in one hand and a pair of scissors in the other, her eyes were red, and her voice shouted hoarsely: "You slut! You hurt the emperor, and now you're going to harm my child again! I'll kill you! I'll kill you! ”

Nalan Hongye's face turned pale, but her lips were pursed, and when Aunt Yun saw it, she hurriedly shouted: "Queen Mother, what are you talking nonsense?" ”

"I'm not talking nonsense! I know it all! Cui Wanru sneered, "You ambitious woman, you want to be the emperor, so you killed the emperor, and now you want to kill my child, I won't let you succeed!" ”

Nalan Hongye suddenly felt very tired, the sun was so dazzling, and she was full of angry curses, she turned around coldly, and ordered lightly: "The queen is inconvenient, and she can't raise the emperor well and take the emperor away." ”

Xuan Mo replied respectfully, "Yes, what about the queen?" ”

The emperor has just died, the government and the opposition are unstable, Cui Wanru's father is the imperial lieutenant, if she is the auxiliary government of the queen mother, the power of her relatives will rise in time, not to mention that Cui Taiwei is still the teacher of the king of Jinjiang......

"The queen understands the righteousness, vows to go with the emperor, give her poisonous wine and white silk, you send her on the road!"

The sun was dazzling, but there were large dark clouds floating in the northwest, and the cursing behind him was louder, Nalan Hongye raised his head, thinking that it was going to rain. The spirit of strong beating dealt with the affairs of the previous dynasty, and when he returned from the front hall, it was already late at night. Xuan Mo walked at the end, and stopped talking several times, but finally sighed helplessly, and told before leaving: "People can't be resurrected after death, the princess mourns, don't grieve and hurt your body." ”

Nalan Hongye nodded, and replied very businesslikely: "King Xuan has worked hard. ”

Xuan Mo didn't answer, just looked at her quietly. Nalan Hongye raised his head, but saw that his face was a little more depressed and lonely, no longer as young and uninhibited as he was back then, the years passed by them, and everyone had changed after all.

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