readx;? I don't know who said that after the two of them are together, they will always change each other, as if the smile on Si Muran's face has become more and more frequent, and the blood in Hua Yueman's hand has become more and more sticky. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What is the concept of loving someone? Regard his future as his own, regard what he hopes to get, as his only goal, Hua Yueman doesn't know how others understand the word love, anyway, that's how she understands it.

So much so that she finally stood in front of Si Muran, plotted to kill the queen's heir, framed Concubine Shu for not being able to conceive again, and threatened Hua Yueqing to help her keep her secret.

She took advantage of Sun Sihuan's love for Si Muran, forcing Sun Sihuan to force Sun Cheng to die to support Si Muran to the throne, and she promised Sun Sihuan that as long as Simulan became the prince, she would take the initiative to give way and let Sun Sihuan be the crown princess.

But on the day when Si Muran finally became His Royal Highness Prince Yaolan, she secretly killed Sun Sihuan, who rewarded her with thirty slaps back then.

She finally remembered how shocked, resentful, and unwilling Sun Sihuan was at that time.

But so what? If you lose, you have to admit it.

As she made the oath back then, after killing Sun Sihuan, she broke her hands and feet and planted Sun Sihuan in a flower pot, admiring Sun Sihuan's pitiful appearance when he was dying, and turned around and left while Sun Sihuan was breathing.

She washed her blood and walked out of the cold palace that no one cared about, the sky was dull and suffocating, as if a storm was coming, but she hummed a little song without panicking.

Yaolan's palace is so big, even if Sun Guo really persuaded the emperor to look for it all over the palace, by the time she found Sun Sihuan, she was already a pile of white bones, not to mention whether the emperor could believe that it was her, even Sun Sihuan's own father was enough to recognize it.

"Hua Yueman, look at your bloody hands, it really makes me sick, you think you are helping him pave the way?

In her ears, Sun Sihuan's hoarse roar before death echoed, and she couldn't help but slowly raise her hand in front of her nose, the clean five fingers of the onion core were white, and when she sniffed it lightly, it was really fishy and bitter.

She froze in place, a little disoriented, because she was suddenly afraid that there would really be retribution.

"Aman, what are you doing in a daze? I've been looking for you for a long time. An extremely gentle voice came to her ears, and she suddenly looked up to see a dark eye full of pity and worry.

Looking at his gentle cheeks and handsome facial features, the haze in Hua Yueman's heart suddenly dissipated, and one leaned into his arms, without hesitation that he was still on the palace road at the moment, and buried his face directly in his chest.

Si Muran was already surprised by her informality, stretched out his hand and gently took her into his arms, felt her tremble a little, and lowered his eyes: "What's wrong? But what's the unhappiness?"

After taking a few deep breaths, she hated to inhale all the clean smell of sunlight on his body into her lungs, raised her cheeks, and met his worried eyes, she pouted in annoyance: "The process of establishing the prince is still going well, I should have go, but I was delayed by a wild cat." ”

Even if her hands were stained with blood, what if she was covered in blood? As long as he was still so clean and the smell of the sun on his body was still so strong.

If there is really retribution, it will all be counted on her head, since she has the ability to help him smooth the thorns, she is already ready to carry everything.

Si Muran stared at the exhaustion on her face, and a complicated pain gathered in the depths of her scrutinizing gaze.

She thought that everything she did was hidden from him, but in fact, he already knew that he had gone all the way, and it was impossible not to calculate how many obstacles lay ahead.

A convoy of trains, slowly moving over, the low-key and simple carriage, made people wonder if the car had gone to the wrong place.

Hua Yueman wrung her eyebrows and looked at it in a low voice, "Which carriage is this? How is it rough and like an adobe house?"

Si Muran smiled slightly, but his dark eyes were very solemn: "Before the establishment of the prince today, my father gave me a question, today's Qitian convoy has arrived at the palace, and there are three princes with him, the older three princes, the eighth prince who is waiting to be fed, and the fourth prince who is the same size as me." ”

He took a deep breath, and the mockery on the corner of his mouth was not hidden: "My father wants me to choose one of the three of them to stay in the palace, first, to be able to control Qitian, and second, to prevent Qitian from one day having Mingjun ascend the throne and surpass Yaolan." ”

Hua Yueman breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that you have chosen the right one, otherwise how could you have been able to establish the reserve so smoothly?"

The prince of another country sent Yaolan, saying that it sounds good is a permanent residence, and saying that it is unpleasant is a proton, Qitian and Yaolan have been hostile for many years, and now Qitian can curry favor with Yaolan with the method of proton diplomacy, which should be regarded as a kind of surrender.

"The eighth prince of praying for heaven is just a child waiting to be fed, even if he doesn't understand state affairs, he will not choose, although the remaining three princes seem to be weathered, in fact, they are soft and cowardly, and they have no opinions, only the four princes, since childhood, they have the ability to never forget, they are familiar with the four books and five classics at the age of five, and they can memorize more than a thousand kinds of art of war at the age of seven, and they are proficient in riding and shooting at the age of ten. ”

Si Muran lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly beside him: "Aman, who did you say would you choose if it were you?"

Hua Yueman was shocked that there was such a jealous prodigy in the world, and at the same time, she already knew it in her heart.

This fourth prince is really a sad master, everyone regards cleverness as pride, and only he has to treat cleverness as hatred, after all, if he wasn't talented, he wouldn't have ended up being a proton today.

The slow-moving convoy stopped at the door of a cold palace, and as the door was opened, a teenager stepped out of the carriage.

A purple robe embroidered with green patterns against the backdrop of his benchmark-like straight and slender figure, without a trace of wrinkles, as if he felt someone watching, he slowly turned around, and an expressionless face appeared in Hua Yueman's eyes.

She wants to admit that this fourth prince is much more handsome than she imagined, or it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a rare beautiful man, with shaved eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and thin but tightly pursed lips, they are all beautiful when they are taken down and placed on another face.

Si Muran didn't pay too much attention to the proton boy in the distance, his lowered eyes still looked at her beside him, but he didn't rejoice that he had chosen the right proton in his eyes.

"Aman, if there was a choice, I wouldn't have chosen him. ”

It's not that he doesn't want to see the proton he chose, but he has long forgotten that beautiful face, which is actually where his worries lie, because he clearly remembers that he saw boundless hatred and unspeakable ambition in those eyes that were so dark that there was no daylight.

He was genuinely worried that one day today's proton would become his fierce enemy.

Hua Yueman listened to his words, and her eyes couldn't help but move to the young man's eyes, and when the four eyes met, she couldn't help but be shocked.

She couldn't describe what kind of eyes she saw, but she knew so clearly what was condensed in those eyes, vicissitudes, loneliness, coldness, indifference, tenacity, and unyielding.

These eyes are like a fearless flower in adversity, knowing that the storm is about to fall, but it is still strong and dazzling.

Hua Yueman closed her eyes suddenly, and a pain that tore through her whole body, like a totem with a soul, drilled out from the bottom of her heart and densely wrapped around her entire heart.

If there is only one person in the world who can understand the pain of being excluded and isolated, then she is the only one, although she doesn't want to admit it, but she must admit that this fourth prince from a foreign country makes her so distressed.

Just because, in his eyes, she saw her own shadow.

"Si Muran, do you know what his name is?" she opened her mouth softly, not daring to speak hard, she was afraid of shaking the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Although Si Muran was surprised by her reaction, she still responded to her lightly, the voice was very small, but she was enough to remember it.

"Liu Mo ......" is gloomy and thankful for the world, and he looks down on Tang Yu's silence.

She looked at the young man who seemed to be isolated from the world in the distance, and silently called out his name, but he turned around at the same time as she moved her lips, and calmly walked into the cold palace courtyard behind her.

......

It was late at night, and there was a sultry humidity in the air, a sign of an impending storm.

Fu Lu, who had been tossing for a day, was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, but Rao was like this, he still didn't dare to delay, and while the carriage stopped under him, he jumped out of the carriage and opened the door respectfully.

"Prince, Weiyang Palace has arrived. ”

Liu Mo walked out of the carriage with Hua Yueman in his arms, glanced at the brightly lit but extremely quiet courtyard, as if thinking of something, the steps under his feet paused, as if he had thought about it for a while, and then stepped up the steps again.

In the main hall, which should have been empty, the emperor and the queen were sitting dangerously, and Su Yingluo was standing on the side, her expectant eyes mixed with a little schadenfreude.

The door was full of palace people, Qiqiao was mixed in with these palace people, the little face was pale and bloodless, she heard the footsteps behind her, she quietly turned around, saw the person, and the heart that was in her throat overnight finally fell back into her stomach smoothly.

Fortunately, her mother finally came back safely.

Liu Mo walked into the main hall steadily, and greeted him with his chin: "The son is the queen mother, and the father asks for peace." ”

The old emperor glanced at Hua Yueman, who was held in Liu Mo's arms, and his voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know whether he was tired or sad: "At ten o'clock in the evening, there was news from the Five Princes' Mansion, and the Five Kings killed themselves. ”

Liu Mo lowered his eyes slightly: "Father's Day mourns." ”

The old emperor sighed and wanted to say something, but in the end he chose to be silent.

The queen on the other side looked coldly at the unconscious Hua Yueman, and suddenly said sharply: "Come on! Take down the crown princess who left the palace without permission! Deal with it according to the palace rules!"

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