Chapter 238: Her Destiny
She heard the wind of fate whistling, turning into hideous faces, surrounding her, laughing loudly, laughing at her innocence, laughing at her stupidity, one by one like ghosts, hideous with all kinds of faces, twisted, trembling, but everywhere, striking her heart everywhere.
She doesn't blame him, she doesn't blame him, she only blames herself for being too stupid, the planning between life and death in the past few years, the struggle to die, all the calculations have been in vain.
All the hard work, all the victories, turned into a joke at the last minute.
The people of the Divine Dragon Sect were also shocked, and they couldn't figure out Beiliuyun's mind for a while, but no matter what, at least things are developing according to their expectations now, and as for the specifics, it depends on the development of things.
Xiao Liuzi was also stunned there, looking at Beiliuyun for a while, and Chu Luoyi for a while, he couldn't imagine that things would end like this.
Even if he flattened him on the wall and then buckled it down, he would never have imagined that things would end like this.
And just in this stunned moment, the guard had already walked up: "Concubine Niangniang, please." β
Chu Luoyi slowly stood up, looking at the ministers with different expressions, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
That smile reflected the mountains and rivers, with a heartbreaking flame-like purple, with the pain of nirvana before the phoenix soared into the sky, with a light that people dare not look at directly, as if turning into a wild dragon, roaring straight to the nine heavens, and like a turbulent torrent, devouring everything in the ups and downs.
The guards guarded Chu Luoyi in front of and behind her, and Chu Luoyi chuckled, is this the last dignity he left her? Otherwise, if you are really escorted down like this, you will be really embarrassed and lose face.
Yun Guogong was a little unable to stand, and stood up and begged for mercy for Chu Luoyi: "Your Majesty, Weichen thinks that the funeral is too cruel, the royal family is like this, and the squire and the people will also be like this. β
Beiliuyun's gaze fell on Yun Guogong, but he had been paying attention to Chu Luoyi's reaction.
Seeing that Beiliuyun didn't speak, Yun Guogong said again: "According to Weichen's opinion, although the first emperor has a deep relationship with the concubine Niangniang, there is really no need to accompany the funeral. β
Seeing that Yun Guo spoke openly, many people from Yun Guogong's faction also seconded the proposal, but they were not so confident when they spoke.
Beiliu Yun said quietly: "Could it be that the Duke of Yunguo is the first emperor?" How could even the first emperor's thoughts be so clear? β
Yun Guogong was speechless for a while, looked at Chu Luoyi and stepped forward to speak: "This move is too cruel, I hope Your Majesty will think twice..."
Beiliuyun said coldly: "I have made up my mind, Yun Guogong doesn't need to say much." β
Chu Luoyi no longer glanced at Beiliuyun, turned to leave, and walked out of the Qianyuan Hall step by step, among the ministers, the purple was strong and gorgeous, Yun Guogong wanted to speak and stopped, and finally shook his head and was silent.
Xiao Liuzi gradually came back to his senses, looking at Chu Luoyi's lonely back, he still couldn't believe that things would be like this.
Immediately, regardless of his identity, he knelt out all of a sudden: "Your Majesty, the concubine is willing to guard the imperial mausoleum for a long time, accompany the first emperor, and hope that Your Majesty will take back her life." β
Beiliuyun swept over Xiao Liuzi and sneered: "When, the rules in this Qianyuan Hall have changed, and a slave dares to speak to me like this." β
Xiao Liuzi looked at the cold gaze, his whole body was cold, he was a little afraid of this uncertain Nine Highnesses, now that he has become the emperor, that fear is engraved into his bones, but even so, he can't retreat, he can't let the master really accompany the burial, all the master's efforts have been in vain...
"Your Majesty forgives the sin, and asks Your Majesty to take back your life, as long as Your Majesty spares the life of the concubine, you can deal with the slave as you want, the slave is willing to accompany the funeral for the concubine, and the slave is willing to be punished for the concubine Niangniang.. Please also ask Your Majesty to open the net..."Xiao Liuzi kowtowed heavily.
Chu Luoyi looked at the small figure with a sour gaze.
Beiliuyun said impatiently: "If you don't drag him down, a slave dares to make noise above the main hall, it seems that the rules of this Qianyuan Hall should really be changed." β
Gonggong Su hurriedly ordered someone to drag Xiao Liuzi down, and Xiao Liuzi looked at Beiliuyun with red eyes and said angrily: "You can't do this to her... You can't do that to her! You're going to regret it, you're going to regret it! β
Xiao Liuzi was dragged down little by little, and when he passed by Chu Luoyi's side, he burst into tears, and wanted to break free from the guards and rush up, but when he saw that silent gaze, he didn't do anything in the end, master..
Chu Luoyi's gaze was like a gust of wind, turning into a gentle hand, gently soothing his angry heart.
Xiao Liuzi fell silent a little bit, and he no longer struggled, until he was dragged out of the hall by the guards, and his gaze at Beiliuyun was still hateful.
Chu Luoyi walked out step by step, her long skirt resting on the ground, with the determination and tragedy of a strong man breaking his wrist.
Standing in front of the red wooden door of the Qianyuan Palace, the water is shining in the distance, and the mountains are clear.
Everyone looked at the door, only to feel that in the daylight, the woman seemed to be about to step on the wind to return, the lake and mountains behind the woman a little bit of smudge, the golden light also became soft, enveloping her, reflecting the deep purple into a touch of purple red.
The long shadow was reflected on the ground, and at that moment, the century was far away, and the sound was empty.
Beiliuyun stood up uncontrollably, only to feel as if she was about to disappear into her life like this, trembling and resisting the urge to reach out and grab her, her throat choked.
Lolo, you said you believed me.
Chu Luoyi didn't look back, she seemed to be so, forever, so decisive.
A touch of sorrow rose in Yun Guogong's heart, this iron-blooded country, is it necessary to use this rouge color to embellish after all, or in the grand hegemony, it must always be accompanied by the death of incense and jade, in order to highlight its tragedy.
How many red faces, how many dry bones, will eventually be drowned in this mountain and river, this is a curse, or fate.
The purple figure disappeared in front of everyone little by little, leaving only a blooming mandala flower, which was heartbreaking.
Until Chu Luoyi disappeared, Beiliuyun suddenly leaned back on the dragon chair, as if all his strength had been drained, thinking of the tears in the corners of her eyes, her heart ached like a knife.
'Smack! With a bang, the iron door was locked, and Chu Luoyi was imprisoned in the prison.
The road was dark and damp, she didn't know it, the whole person was only a breath of death, no despair, no hope, like a pool of stagnant water, or a piece of ice that would not melt for thousands of years.
Sitting on a piece of dry grass, Chu Luoyi buried his head in his hands, between his legs, and sat quietly for a long time.
The sun set and rose, and the food sent was changed again and again, but Chu Luoyi always maintained that posture and did not move.
Finally, on the third day, Chu Luoyi slowly raised his head, his eyes were amazingly bright in the dark prison, but his lips were dry and his face was a little ugly.
After looking around, it was still clean and tidy, but unexpectedly, I tossed around exhaustedly, and finally returned to prison.
But compared to the beginning, it is still much better, at least you don't have to fight for a steamed bun, and you don't have to always guard against whether someone will kill you.
Chu Luoyi laughed at himself, changing from a low-level cell to a high-level cell, but it was not in vain to toss in the past few years.
Chu Luoyi looked at the corner of the cell, where there seemed to be a woman.
In this cell, she was the only one with her, and she had not spoken for the past few days, and she had not taken the initiative to talk to her.
After Chu Luoyi calmed down, he sorted out his thoughts.
After the initial heart was like a knife, her reason was restored little by little, whether she was naΓ―ve or stupid, she still couldn't help but excuse that man and wanted to believe him.
Thinking back to the past scenes, she still refused to believe that he really wanted to kill her, or maybe she couldn't help but wonder if he was trying to arrange another identity for her.
However, she never figured it out, why didn't he tell herself in advance, wasn't he afraid that he would misunderstand?
Chu Luoyi found a wall and leaned against the wall, the cold wall forced her to wake up, but she only thought that it was all a dream, and she didn't want to wake up.
She was a little sad to find that the more she went to the center of power, the fewer things she could control, the more variables she had, and the more and more incomprehensible her heart.
But no matter what, she can't just fall like this, even if all this is true, all conjectures have become fantasies, reality is so cold that she poured cold water on her head, she can't just die like this, she can't die here like this.
The jailer brought two meals again, compared to Chu Luoyi's was much better, a bowl of white porridge, a soft steamed bun, and a little pickles, and the woman in the corner had some swishing vegetable soup and hard steamed buns.
Just as Chu Luoyi was about to get up, the woman slowly reached for her food.
Chu Luoyi grabbed her hand, stopped her movements, and pointed to the swishing vegetable soup over there: "That's yours over there." β
The woman slowly raised her head, only to see a pair of dark and resolute eyes, a little lifeless, but so suitable for the dark, like black vines, blooming orange stamens, growing wildly there.
Chu Luoyi looked at her in silence, if she didn't want to die, no one could kill her.
This is her, born of despair, grown up in darkness, steadfast in filth, and forward in decay.
After retreating from the court, there were different opinions in the court for a while, and they had their own thoughts on Beiliuyun's disposal of Chu Luoyi.
Father Xiao looked at Jiang Bushou, greeted him with a smile and said, "Congratulations to Lord Jiang, Lord Jiang gave birth to a good daughter, once she entered the palace, she became His Majesty's concubine, this is really gratifying." β
Jiang Bushou stroked his mustache to hide the embarrassment in his eyes: "It's just a little girl's nonsense, and somehow it got into the eyes of His Majesty, and it can't be compared with Concubine Xiao, the little girl is young and ignorant, and she likes to do nonsense, I'm afraid that she will need to take care of Concubine Xiao in the future." β
Father Xiao's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he looked at Jiang Bushou's small eyes and said: "Lord Jiang is clever, I'm afraid that all this has already been collected in his eyes, and I don't know what else can be hidden from Lord Jiang's eyes, I'm afraid that in the future, I think that the child will need to be taken care of by Lord Jiang at night." β