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This year's winter came very early, the wind and snow were fierce, the sun was dark, and the imperial capital of the distant country also ushered in an unprecedented desertion.

In the past few years, the remote emperor Yi Huaiyu, who had been fighting in all directions, suddenly went to a state funeral, no one knew for whom, and I heard that no one in the palace seemed to have passed away, and probably only the loyal ministers who pricked up their ears in the court every day knew a little bit about it.

The young national teacher, who was full of talent but suddenly "resigned and returned to his hometown", finally failed to survive the cold of that year, and died suddenly before the biggest snowy scene.

When the news entered the palace, Yi Huaiyu was reviewing the folds, and Tao Shihai just said the news tremblingly in his ears, Yi Huaiyu's face changed suddenly, and he lifted the table and chairs to tear up all the folded books, and his madness frightened Tao Shihai and the others to kneel and kowtow. Later, Tao Shihai saw that no one could stop him, so he hurriedly asked people to invite Lian Suiliang into the palace, and the two of them worked together to stop Yi Huaiyu's crazy moves, and just when Tao Shihai was secretly relieved, Yi Huaiyu held on to the desk of the bookcase, and vomited a mouthful of dark red blood foam.

Since Yi Chenjing, the seventh prince, was sent to Zhaoguo, Yi Huaiyu became seriously ill because of this, his body was no longer as strong as before, and his condition deteriorated.

The news that Xu came suddenly was too exciting, and Yi Huaiyu, who was fighting against Zhao again in order to revitalize his military strength, fell ill and couldn't get up from the sickbed for a whole month. At that time, Su Shiyun was still an abandoned concubine in the cold palace, and the other concubines were all focused on competing for favor and power, fighting openly and secretly, and there was no one who could take care of Yi Huaiyu closely.

"What does his life or death have to do with this palace?"

Even Sui Liang remembered Sima Tulan's indifferent expression that day clearly, and there was only lifelessness and a trace of resentment in those bright eyes that should have been vivid and lively.

"He Yi Huaiyu's matter, there is no need to tell Bengong a single thing in the future, Bengong is not interested in knowing. 173”

Even Suiliang naturally wouldn't believe Sima Tulan's indifferent and heartless words - if she was sincere, why bother with a touch of sadness flowing in the corners of her eyes when she turned to leave? However, even Suiliang couldn't guess how bad the relationship between Sima Tulan and Yi Huaiyu was, until one day he accidentally saw Yuzhi crying with a letter.

The letter was written by Shen Junfang, and after Shen Junfang passed away, it was sent to the palace by a mysterious person and directly handed over to Sima Tulan. Yuzhi said that she didn't know who the mysterious person was, and there was no name written in the cashier's office, but she just knew that those letters were written by Shen Junfang to Sima Tulan, but they were never handed over to others for forwarding, it seems that Shen Junfang just wanted to stay by his side and show himself.

There are more than 30 letters in total, each of which is neatly written, full of thoughts and regrets.

"The last thing I should do in this life is to deliberately pass by my mother that year."

"I thought that feelings were just like the current situation and could be controlled at will, and it was only when I was deeply immersed in it that I realized that only people's hearts and feelings in this world cannot be controlled, but it was too late to find out, and by the time I wanted to repent and retreat, a big mistake had already been made."

"In fact, I have never blamed the emperor, nor have I complained that the mother refused to accept me, I have been able to follow the emperor for so many years, and I have been protecting the mother for so many years, Jun Fang has long been satisfied."

"After I die, I hope that Niangniang will not blame the emperor, and I don't want Niangniang to have any self-blame for this, Niangniang has always adhered to her loyalty to the emperor, and I am the only one who betrayed."

"I have written all my thoughts and thoughts over the years into a book, and I don't know if this book has a chance to pass it on to anyone, if so, it would be great, then there would be someone to replace me, continue to work hard for the emperor to plan the country, and fulfill my last wish."

"I'm sleeping more and more these days, but my heart is clearer than ever, and I suddenly thought, maybe it's the best ending for the hustle to die alone, right? After all, I have sinned deeply. ”

"I probably can't see next spring, and I've always wanted to paint a picture for my mother, but it seems that I don't have a chance anymore. Niangniang's smile has always been in my heart, for many, many years, and has never faded. ”

"Jun is in love with Niangniang, but this is the only thing that will never change."

There were large blood stains on the last letter, and looking at the time when it was written, it seemed that it was the day when Shen Jun closed his eyes and slept peacefully.

Even Suiliang didn't stop Yuzhi from burning these letters-he knew Sima Tulan's temper, if this thing would make Sima Tulan sad, it would be better to disappear, lest she always look at things and think about people, and push herself closer to a dead end of grievances and grievances.

In the early spring of the following year, Yi Huaiyu recovered from his illness, Sima Tulan's ban on the cold palace was abolished, and Sima Yuan, the general who had been detained in Zhaoguo for half a year, was taken back to the imperial capital.

The following year, when the drizzle fell in the imperial capital, Sui Liang took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the border to train soldiers and horses, accompanied by Su Shiyun.

In fact, Su Shiyun left the palace and no outsiders knew, after missing her son who fell ill several times and almost died, Yi Huaiyu had to quietly send Su Shiyun to Zhaoguo to let her meet Yi Chenjing, although the way was thrilling, fortunately, there was no danger for Sui Liang to protect it, Su Shiyun also met the two girls who took care of Yi Chenjing at that time, and it was also the cause of the war between Yaoguo and Zhaoguo again many years later.

"Mother, I will definitely return to Zhaoguo and get back what belongs to us." Yi Chenjing, who was not yet ten years old, became indifferent and calm, hugging his thin mother in the open field, "Didn't my father want us?" Then I will let him know that he is wrong, and I am the one who can carry the great cause. ”

Su Shiyun didn't know about it, and Su Shiyun didn't tell him, and the tears in her red eyes were interpreted as excitement to see her son again, not panic. Su Shiyun had seen the little princess of Zhaoguo in private, Hongxuan, and asked her to take care of Yi Chenjing, but Su Shiyun didn't know who to ask to explain her son who had bred hatred in the long suffering, and after returning to the palace with full of worries, she soon ushered in another news that was not too good.

Living with shame and depressed, the general Sima Yuan swallowed his last breath in front of Sima Tulan's eyes.

Sima Yuan suffered a lot of harsh treatment in Zhaoguo, and his health has been very poor since he returned to China, although Sima Dalan tried his best to find the best imperial doctor and the best medicinal materials, he still could not stop Sima Yuan from becoming more and more exhausted, and after Sima Yuan's death, there seemed to be no one in the world who could restrain Sima Dalan.

Empress Da Yao, who has been let down for half her life, will use the remaining power in her hands to take revenge on the unsympathetic emperor?

Su Shiyun was a little worried, but she couldn't do anything, so she could only be imprisoned in the deserted Dust Xuan, looking at the empty sky every day and waiting for the day when she would reunite with her son.

Without any reason or warning, Sui Liang suddenly returned to the imperial capital from the border and rushed into the dormitory, interrupting Yi Huaiyu's rare short nap.

"Is Your Majesty going to live like this for the rest of your life? Hide from the queen and bear all the hatred alone? There are no rudeness rules at all, and the occasional questioning is direct and sharp, like a steel knife stabbing Yi Huaiyu in the heart.

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