868.Chapter 868 - If You Are Not So Good, Someone Loves You
"Unless what?"
"Unless, someone solves all your crises."
I was startled and said, "You mean, Liu Qinghan has actually been carrying people with him all the time, but he hasn't shown his name." When we may encounter a crisis, they have solved it in advance, so we can get here so safely. β
"Yes."
I frowned slightly, thought for a long time, and let out a long sigh.
As an important minister of the imperial court, he was responsible for the safety of the entire south of the Yangtze River, but he traveled westward alone, entered the Shu land like the tiger's den in Longtan, and then went to Longnan, and followed us to Wuwei. It's just that he didn't expect him to say a word.
He was very wary of us, of me.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that there was nothing to think about, and smiled faintly.
Before, I told Huang Tianba about the experience of the past seven years, and he almost didn't say a word about all the bits and pieces, but looking at my smile, he was silent for a long time before he said softly: "You look tired." β
Actually, he looked more tired than I did.
That kind of almost withered look, it is also so familiar, I think of him once loved Xue Muhua so much, endured a qiΔ for her, and finally fell into the pain of a dilemma, and now, there is a person who has held the best things in the world in front of him, but he wants to die.
For him, it seems that it is not right to love or not.
I don't know why God teased him like this, shouldn't a person like him win the best love in the world and get the most tender woman?
Looking at his gloomy eyes, I suddenly said, "Actually, no matter how hard and difficult the days were, they are all over." Speaking of which, the hardest thing for me was the few years I was in the palace, but there were many kind-hearted people who took care of me and treated me very well. It seems that Mama Wu, Mama Qian, Shui Xiu, and ...... The Queen's Mother. β
"Oh."
"The queen is very nice, she is a very good person."
"Oh."
Looking at his indifferent eyes, I subconsciously approached him a little closer, and said softly: "By the way, you have actually seen the queen mother." When I was on the same stage with you in the Taishi Mansion and sang Aunt Liu, do you remember her? β
Huang Tianba shook his head indifferently.
My heart ached, as if I had been pricked by the tip of a needle.
At this moment, I remembered the figure painting in the studio that I didn't know how much effort and effort I had spent to paint; I remembered Chang Qing's blank but quiet eyes when he asked him when he first spoke to me; I think of her coldness and indifference, and delicate gentleness over the years.
I think of her hardships, pain, and perhaps loneliness that ordinary people can't understand over the years, but this man doesn't know.
He didn't know.
If, by his side, it is Chang Qing; If he is in love with Chang Qing - then will all QiΔ be different? Maybe these years have not been torments for the two of them, but the happiest and gentlest times.
However, emotional matters are not so reasonable.
It's not that if you are so good, someone loves you.
It's not that you give him all your affection, he should love you.
Even though Chang Qing gave all her love for him and endured the pain of lovesickness for so many years, Huang Tianba didn't even remember who she was.
This is the unfairness and impermanence of the world.
I was still immersed in the distress of Chang Qing, but the man opposite had already said: "It is your blessing to have so many people who are good to you." β
I glanced at him and smiled reluctantly: "The tone in which Huang Ye said this is very similar to a person. β
"Oh? Who is it? β
"The Queen Mother."
I originally thought that when it came to this person, he would be as indifferent as when he heard Chang Qing, but unexpectedly, I saw Huang Tianba's originally indifferent eyes tremble slightly.
Even his whole body trembled, and some wine overflowed from the wine glass in his hand.
I suddenly felt a palpitation in my heart: "Huang Ye......"
He raised his head to look at me, and his face suddenly turned pale: "The Queen Mother? That is, the concubine of the Emperor? β
ββ¦β¦ Imperial Concubine. β
"It's Katsukyo'sβ"
"The Iron Mask's sister."
He suddenly stopped talking.
And I, my voice was already choked, looking at his originally pale face at this moment, there was no trace of blood left, the whole person was not lifeless, but even no fire, like an ice sculpture, exuding cold air standing in front of my eyes.
I trembled lightly and said, "Master Huang...... You, do you know something? β
He was silent for a while, and then said, "Do you know why Luo Shi brought me to Wuwei and never returned to Shengjing. β
"I don't know."
"Because the people on the other side of Shengjing have become more and more suspicious of my identity."
"Is it because- you look alike to the Iron Mask King?"
He was stunned for a moment and looked at me: "You know too? β
I nodded.
At the beginning, the Iron Arrow King saw Luo Shi draw his portrait, that shocked look, and General Ba himself said that he was like the Iron Mask King, and then I doubted, and gradually became sure that he should be the child who was replaced by the Queen Mother.
It's just that when I was in Shengjing, I had complete amnesia, I couldn't remember the cause and effect before and after, and I had no way to sue him.
Hearing me say this, Huang Tianba's face revealed a chill, and after a while, he said slowly: "Those old heavenly kings were all born and died with the Iron Mask King, they won't be mistaken." I also believe that there will not be another person in this world who looks exactly like me for no reason. And Yao Laoβ"
And Yao Lao is the brother of Queen Zhaolie.
As a relative of the queen, he should have the opportunity to enter and leave the palace, and more likely, he can participate in some royal secrets. If it was really the Emperor Taishang who used Pei Yuanhao to exchange Huang Tianba from the Queen Mother's side, then is it possible that Huang Tianba was robbed by Yao Lao again and ended up in Jiangnan?
Although this conjecture is very bold, only in this way can it explain why an Iron Mask King is in the grassland and a Huang Tianba is in Jiangnan, and they look so similar.
Therefore, Huang Tianba is the real third prince!
His expression became more and more uncertain, and I knew that this was a bolt from the blue for him. Even if his style of action was biased towards Pei Yuanhao at the beginning, after all, for so many years, he was in a camp completely opposed to the royal family, and even, he used to be a martial artist who was one of the three masters of Changming Sect who rebelled against the imperial court, but now, he suddenly discovered that his identity was actually the prince of the Heavenly Family, which was not only a blow to him, but also a earth-shaking change.
I said softly, "Yourself, can you be sure?" β
"That's all I can think about." His eyes were blank: "Over the years, I have thought more than once about who my father and mother are and where they are, but I don't have any clues." β
This...... It was the only clue he could find over the years.
Therefore, he was determined to let himself believe in this.
I pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, I can almost help you determine it." β
He was shocked, and looked at me with slightly wide eyes.
I raised my arm and wiped a string of sandalwood beads from my wrist. That was when Mama Gui said goodbye to me in the palace, I specially asked her for it. In fact, at that time, I wanted this string of Buddhist beads, and I had this idea in my heart, but I didn't dare to guarantee that I could hand over the Buddhist beads to Huang Tianba one day.
After all, the world is impermanent.
Who knows, the world is really impermanent.
I actually had a chance to see him again and give him this thing.
Thinking of this, I only felt a wave of sourness welling up in my heart, and I almost cried. I held the Buddha beads in the palm of my hand, gently presented them in front of him, and choked up: "This is what the Queen Mother once wore." I asked the old lady who asked for it, and it can be handed over to you today, which is the queen mother's merit. Huang Ye, the Queen Mother has recited the Buddha for all these years, and I believe that none of them are recited for herself. β
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Before, when I told him about my experience over the past seven years, I deliberately downplayed some details of the Juma River Valley, not because I didn't tell him, but because I didn't think about how to tell him. It's just that he didn't expect that he already had insight into his life experience.
And recalling that period of time is also a kind of torment for me.
Huang Tianba kept looking at the Buddha beads in my hand silently, as if he didn't hear what I said at all, and when I finished speaking, he still didn't speak, just looked at the Buddha beads. I don't know how long it took before I heard him say slowly: "When she left, was it painful?" β
"The Queen Mother seems to have been prepared for her big trip."
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"So, she walked peacefully and without any pain."
A hot streamer surged in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were almost red: "She said, she wants to be the emperor's Amitabha?" β
"Yes."
"So, she died for the emperor?"
ββ¦β¦ Yes. β
"Did she know me before she left?"
"Yes."
He shuddered, and looked up at me in a bit of a hurry: "How did she know?" β
"I sued the Empress Dowager."
"Did she ask me anything?"
"The Queen Mother once asked me, how is Huang Ye's conduct, I-" I choked up, but before I finished speaking, he interrupted me and asked eagerly, "What else?" β
"It's gone."
"That's all she asked?"
"Yes," I nodded, looked at his eyes blurred by tears, and said solemnly: "This one answer seems to be enough for the Queen Mother." β
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"I think that no matter where her children are or what they have suffered, the Queen Mother doesn't really care. The only thing she hopes for is that her child is kind, honest and upright, a man who stands up to the sky, and a big hero with a big heart. In this way, for her, the Buddhist scriptures of these years have not been read in vain. β
He looked at me with an expression on his face that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and it was like it wasn't either, just a look of pain. He trembled for a long time, and finally slowly reached out and took the string of sandalwood Buddha beads from my palm, put it to his lips, and bowed his head deeply.
It was as if I saw a streamer of light slipping from his eyes and dripping onto the string of Buddhist beads.
I didn't speak, I didn't say a word of comfort, I just sat across from him, and just silently accompanied him.
I don't know how long it took, until the pouring rain around it slowly eased, falling on the soaked green leaves, the bluestone slabs under the eaves had already been washed clean, his twitching shoulders finally calmed down, and when I raised my head again, I looked at those amorous eyes, but they were chaotic.
But I also understand more or less the pain that is painful.
He asked, "Where is she buried?" β
"Imperial Tomb."
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"The emperor held a state funeral for the Queen Mother in the Taimiao, and later, the Queen Mother's coffin was sent to the imperial tomb for a thick burial."
He choked up for a long time, and finally sighed: "After all, she became the emperor's Amitabha." β
"Huang Ye ......"
He turned his head to look at me.
I hesitated for a moment, but said softly, "You, don't be too upset. I think the Queen Mother - she is not in pain, the Buddha she has recited all these years has been recited for you, and now that she is gone, it may not be a relief for her. β
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"I think what she wants to see more is that Huang Ye can be well."
"Me? Okay? β
Hearing this, there was a sharp and sneering look in his originally shining eyes, and that gaze pierced my heart with a pain, and I didn't know how to say it.
Instead, he glanced at me: "What are you doing this time?" β
I said, "Borrow soldiers." β
"Borrowed soldiers?" His handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Who wants to borrow it?" β