Chapter 89: Leaving Hate

In July of the first year of Chang'an, Princess Qiyuan, as the only orthodox bloodline of the Li family, ascended the throne as the emperor in the Taihe Hall of Weiyang Palace, indicating that the world has entered the history of empress.

In the spring of the second year of Chang'an, he ordered Xie Yunzhan, Marquis of Jingyuan, to be the chief envoy, and Ning Guogong to be the deputy envoy, holding the festival and the treasure, and appointing Xiao Heng, the king of Zhao, as the regent of the imperial husband, and pardoning the world. On the day of the wedding, after the big ceremony, Li Yan waited in the small garden outside the Zhaoyang Palace, looking at the trees full of Fangfei, with a faint smile on her face, she hadn't smiled like a normal woman for a long time, and that smile rose from her heart and infected the people around her.

Xiao Zhuohua looked at her dressed in red dragon pattern, the crown had already been held in her hand, if she was not already the emperor of Great Qin, she would have thought that the delicate Princess Qiyuan had returned. "Your Majesty, it's cold in the middle of spring, so let's go back to the dormitory. ”

Li Yan smiled back, stretched out her hand to catch the falling petals, shook her head, and said, "Zhuohua, today is a bright spring, and it is my wedding day, I am happy in my heart, and I want to wait for him to come back here." ”

After Xiao Chonghua's gift, he left in a hurry for some reason, Li Yan naturally understood him, and didn't take it to heart, since he had promised her, he would not break his trust with her. This peach blossom tree, planted by the queen mother before her death, buried under the tree a pot of daughter red, she wants to dig it up with Chonghua today, and drink a cup of wine. I hope that this scorching fragrant flower can be like its beautiful message, and let them prosper for a lifetime.

Xiao Zhuohua stepped forward and wanted to put on a coat for her, but was pushed away by Li Yan and said, "Your Majesty?"

"Today's joy is not to be disappointed. How can this wedding dress be draped over the things on the side, I'd better stand for a while, you go down first. "Her wedding dress is as promised, so naturally she has to leave it to her sweetheart to see, how can she cover other clothes.

It's just that it's dusk, Xiao Zhuohua didn't persuade again, the former Princess Qiyuan said nothing in Weiyang Palace, and now His Majesty the Emperor is more and more so, she has followed Li Yan's side since she was a child, and naturally she will not go against her current good mood. It's just that when I retreated to the corridor, I saw Li Yanhu and said: "Zhuohua, don't call me Your Majesty in the future, I don't want even you to treat me as an emperor one day, I'm lonely, it's too lonely." This Weiyang Palace buried the life of their Li family, but fortunately, her life still has Chonghua and Zhuohua, and those who passed away finally lived as she remembered.

The sun is getting dark, and the palace lights are up. The lonely empty courtyard is late in spring, and the fallen flowers are full of people who have not returned. The moonlight was already very thick, and no one dared to step forward to dissuade the people waiting under the corridor, and no one could see what the woman under the tree was thinking, only to see her put down the hoe in her hand, looked at the flowers and trees in the night, sighed long, and said, "Go back." Turning around, she no longer looked at the flowers and grass under the tree, and the withered flowers all over the ground seemed to her mood at this time.

The peach blossom tree in the Zhaoyang Palace, so far no more beautiful people have set foot on it, and when they say goodbye, it has been ten years.

Ten years of wind and rain, ten years of heart, ten years of life and death, unthinking, unforgettable.

"Young, the regent must have something to do, he has always done his best for his family and country, not intentionally. Zhuohua didn't know how to comfort her, and she didn't know what kind of experience her sister had with her sibling brother in front of her. It's just that she has always known her brother, that is a man who only has his family and country in his heart and never talks about the love of his children, and now Li Yan has chosen the most affectionate man in the world as her son-in-law, she is afraid that there will be many sad places in the future, "Zhuohua will always be with you." ”

Li Yan didn't speak, stood with her hands in her hands, and walked towards her bedroom in an instant. She thought that the dormitory was cold in spring, there should be no one, and the person who should not be in Weiyang Palace was now lying firmly on the couch. He was born very good-looking, and if he doesn't like to show his face on weekdays, he is already a country and a city, but at this moment, his face is slightly red, his eyes are drunk, and he beckoned to her, "You're back." ”

Li Yan's eyes were red suddenly, she had been with Xiao Chonghua for a long time, she knew very well how much he drank, and she was not drunk with a thousand glasses, whether she was too happy today, or she didn't know if it was for the sake of her. It's just that the appearance now makes her heart flutter. In this world, Li Yan is already alone, and the Li family no longer has her relatives, but at this moment she has a home.

The spring night is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.

The morning sun did not shine into the Zhaoyang Palace, but many years of habit made Xiao Chonghua wake up on time. The hangover headache made him unconsciously close his eyes, and then he opened them again, and he saw his wife, who was still tired, with her hair draped over the pillow, like the girl in his memory, except for the beautiful face.

He had already remembered what happened last night, and he didn't startle the person who was still asleep, and when he got up and put on his clothes and fastened his belt, he couldn't help but look back, Haitang Spring slept heavily, but it was a pity that it was not the person he was looking for.

When he left the inner hall, Xiao Zhuohua was about to come in, the brother and sister were speechless, Xiao Chonghua was silent for a long time before he said: "Zhuohua, you tell me, in the nineteenth year of Jian'an, is Li Yan so sick that he can't collapse?"

Xiao Zhuohua was alert, although she and Xiao Chonghua compatriots were blood, but sometimes they were also unfamiliar, she grew up with Li Yan since she was a child, in her eyes, His Majesty is now more important than Xiao Chonghua, she almost did not hesitate, and answered simply and neatly: "Yes, Your Majesty has never left Weiyang Palace since he was a child." ”

Xiao Chonghua's hands hidden in his long sleeves clenched into fists, without saying a word, and smiled bitterly, "It's me who recognized the wrong person, they never have a trace of similarity." "Maybe these are all coincidences, or maybe these are the fog laid out in front of Empress Xie, in order to let Li Yan take advantage of his momentum to become the emperor smoothly. He and Li Yan, but they have their own thoughts, they have different dreams in the same bed, no wonder his untimely death will appear in Jingyue Lake, which was originally a big mistake.

Xiao Zhuohua seemed to sense that something was wrong, and when he wanted to stop Xiao Chonghua, he had already left, and he was resolute in leaving, and he never had nostalgia.

"Admit the wrong ......" The voice floated in, Xiao Zhuohua turned his head suddenly, Li Yan was wearing a cloak, long hair was scattered, and her feet were barefoot, just watching Xiao Chonghua leave, Xiao Zhuohua was a little hesitant, and didn't know how to speak, "Your Majesty ......"

"There are 3,000 floating masks, who will sing with me?" Li Yan didn't notice that her tears were rolling down, she just said slowly. The emperor got married, and on the seventh day of the boycott, she had no worries and entered the inner hall alone. The emperor's family, where did it come from, Li Yan was a little angry. Where did Xie Yaoyao come from in this world, it was just another face of her Li Yan, she didn't believe that Xiao Chonghua could still find a living Xie Yaoyao, she didn't believe it.

It's just that sometimes, people are not as good as heaven, and many endings come from their own too certainty.

In the spring of the second year of Chang'an, Fengjing had a turbulent time, except for the regent Xing Ye leaving Beijing, His Majesty the Emperor of Fengjing was still handling political affairs in an orderly manner. Everyone was waiting to see this woman's jokes, and they all thought that in the first year of Chang'an, the reason why they were able to stabilize the political situation was all due to Xiao Heng, the king of Zhao at that time, but no one thought that the princess, who had been pampered since childhood, was also familiar with the use of the emperor's technique.

At that time, she was forced to read military newspapers and read history books, and he also taught every day, never slackened, originally thought that it was just something to pass the time, but she did not expect that one day, she would sit on the throne of the Ninety-Five, and her slender hand could also guide the country. The Li family has no prince, she has to shoulder the livelihood of all people, and the world is safe.

In the south of Yanqiu, there is a wooden grassland, the ancient acacia is green, Xiao Chonghua led the horse, looked up at the headless treetops, and still had a rare smile. When he met her, he was still the best age, and he regretted that he had not appeared in her past years, but now he had to owe her a lot because of him.

It's just His Majesty of Daqin, when he thinks of her, he still feels that his heart is beating happily, he has prided himself on being clean and self-conscious all his life, but now he has pity for the woman who was raised in the deep palace, that feeling is too familiar to him, so familiar that he really thinks that she is the girl he holds in the palm of his hand.

Xiao Chonghua had so many thoughts in his mind that he really couldn't tell the difference. He jumped on horseback and whipped up in the direction of Jingyue Lake, the truth of everything, as long as he saw people, the real truth was revealed, the wrong past in Weiyang Palace, he would slowly let go in the future, she has the world, and he is the only one who dies.

In the autumn of Jingyue Lake, the cottage by the lake was not abandoned because of the departure of the owner, but the blooming peach forest, the lack of the awning boat tied to the lake, and the peach blossoms cut by the wooden fence, but it has withered and withered, red foxes, falling flowers, everything is the same as in the past.

When Xiao Chonghua jumped off the horse, Chengying had already greeted him, with a solemn face, "Master, you're back." ”

"She's the other. He handed the horse to his subordinates waiting aside, and did not stop for a moment, the bamboo house carried so many things, and it was full of her smile, and he wanted to see the girl he had been thinking about day and night.

Chengying was in a heavy mood and didn't know how to answer, so he just led his master into the house. Through the screen, there is a petite figure. Chengying bowed her head, very ashamed, "When my subordinates saw Miss Xie, she was already like this, she slept on the shore of Jingyue Lake and never woke up. ”

He was ordered to pursue Xie Yaoyao's whereabouts, and has been wandering in Lanling and Luling, if it weren't for the handover of Yanqiu's defense, he passed by here, but saw that Miss Xie, who had let them Yanyun Jiuqi look for almost a year, actually slept on the shore of Jingyue Lake. Therefore, he did not know that the day the letter arrived in Fengjing was the day when their master and his current majesty were married.

Xiao Chonghua didn't know how to describe his mood at this time, on the bed, the girl lying on the couch was quiet. It's like falling asleep, but it can't shake his heart. "Chengying, bring water. ”

Although Chengying wondered in his heart, he didn't dare to disobey his words, and quickly fetched a basin of water from the yard, only to see Xiao Chonghua dip his sleeves and wipe it on Xie Yaoyao's face, and he suddenly realized that the master was verifying his identity.

About half an hour later, Xiao Chonghua got up, his face expressionless, no one knew what he was thinking, but he heard him order: "Go and invite Wu Hurt over." ”

No injury, is the doctor in the house, Xinglin Divine Doctor, has a strange temperament, has been living in Jiuli Garden, and is a loner on weekdays, but his medical skills are very good. Chengying did not hesitate, got out of the bamboo house, and galloped away on horseback.

The innocent boy carefully examined the girl who was asleep on the bed, and finally was a little unhappy, and shouted: "This face is true, what do you want me to check, the old man is going back." ”

Xiao Chonghua was silent, and Chengying asked, "Old man, what's wrong with Miss Xie?"

"What's wrong, it's just falling asleep. Carrying the medicine box without injury, when he walked to the door, he stroked his snow-white beard and said: "This is your boy's sweetheart, how did I hear that His Majesty Fengjing recruited you as a son-in-law." ”

Xiao Chonghua sat on the bamboo chair, made a pot of tea by herself, and used her favorite tea house, which was clearly still Yulu tea, but he felt very bitter, the wind outside the window was rustling, and the rain was pouring down, falling on the bamboo house, and scattering in all directions. He put down the teacup, looked out the window in the heavy rain, and remembered the scene of her running out barefoot in the rain that day, and his heart ached.

In this life, who expected to be in Yanqiu, and his heart was in the court. Xiao Chonghua, I'm sorry for you.