Anyone who knows Wu Yi will say: He is a walking manju sawa.

Manzhu Sawah, the flower of the soul, only blooms in the Yellow Spring, and is the only flower species in the underworld. Her beauty is strange, it is a disaster, it is death, it is shockingly beautiful, and it is so beautiful that it is unknown.

Glamorous, seductive, and dangerous.

Even Wu Yi himself thinks so.

Wu Yi was born in late autumn when the north wind was bleak. In that wind-whistling night, with a clear cry from the depths of Xianyang Palace, he finally had his first breath in this world. However, his arrival did not make everyone happy, because ...... He took the life of his mother, Concubine Luo.

That night, the Manzhu Sawa that had already withered in the back garden of Luoxi Palace was in full bloom, and the flowers were all blooming vigorously, bright red like blood.

He has become synonymous with ominousness in Xianyang Palace, and even his father will show a trace of hatred and pity because of his mother-like face.

"It's unpleasant...... he frowned, his fists clenched tightly at his sides, "one day, I'm going to leave this hellish place......

When Wu Yi was five years old, a beautiful woman suddenly came to the palace, she sat on a delicate chariot, and she was dressed in a splendid dress that made her not look like a woman in the world.

"Who is this?" he asked the old woman who was following him.

"Back to His Royal Highness, this is the concubine of the monarch of Wei State, the former princess of Korea, Lingji. ”

"Lingji?" he looked at the figure hidden behind the tulle, and saw that her peerless beauty was actually a heavy slaughter and ruthless determination, this kind of expression he had seen, and through the bronze mirror of the dormitory, he saw that he had the same expression on his face.

He turned his head to leave, but a dark shadow flashed in the corner of his eye. Following the figure, he saw that his eldest brother, who had always been calm and gentle, actually looked at the figure and hesitated stupidly for a while.

That was the first time Wu Yi had seen Fusu with such an expression, and it was also the last time.

Three days later, a major event occurred in the palace, the princess of Wei Lingji, who was charming in her face, committed suicide in the peony garden and died at the age of only eight out of ten.

Lingji's death made Yingzheng full of regret, and he abandoned the peony garden into a garden for this beautiful woman, and ordered that in the entire Xianyang Palace, only this garden could be planted with peonies.

However, even so, the scars in some people's hearts are far from being filled by a garden of peonies, such as the Fusu Gongzi who fell in love with the beauty at first sight.

There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then look at the country. Rather than know the city and the country, it is difficult to get a beautiful woman.

Looking at the gorgeous peonies in the garden, Wu Yi couldn't help but sneer. Even if they are glamorous, many people will not escape their lives, just like his mother, just like himself.

Half a month later, in the back garden of Wu Yi's dormitory, he overheard such a conversation.

"Do you know the Lingji who committed suicide in the Peony Garden?" one palace lady whispered to another palace lady and bit her tongue: "I heard that Lingji also brought a baby girl when she entered the palace, and His Majesty the First Emperor originally wanted to crown the baby girl as a princess in the spirit of love for the house and Wu, but unexpectedly, the Lingji actually cut herself in the palace, and the baby girl with her was nowhere to be found. ”

"Is there such a thing?" another palace lady exclaimed in a low voice: "That baby girl is the princess of Wei Kingdom, His Majesty the First Emperor will definitely not let go of the descendants of the six royal families, I am afraid that the babies in this palace will have to meet with accidents." ”

"Actually, I heard someone say a few days ago that there was a baby's cry in Xianle Fang. Gong E said mysteriously: "Although the big dancing girl is quite appreciated by His Majesty the First Emperor, but in the end she is just an ordinary dancing girl, I think this matter will spread sooner or later, but at that time, I am afraid that the cold will be difficult to protect itself." ”

"What are you doing here?" he walked around the rockery and looked at the frightened two palace laves, their childish little faces with a coldness that did not match their age.

"Your Highness!" the two palace ladies hurriedly knelt on the ground and stammered, "Slave maid...... Slaves and maidservants are just ...... It's just in ...... Talking about trivia......"

"Trivial? The matter related to the remnants of the Wei royal family is also a trivial matter?" His children's voice was clear and crisp, but at this moment, there was a hint of coldness, which made people's hearts chill.

The faces of the two palace ladies became more and more pale, and their bodies lying on the ground trembled like fluffy grass in the wind.

"Get up, don't talk about these things in the future, you are people in my palace, talk and act smartly, don't give others a handle, otherwise what awaits you will be a crack or a delay. ”

"Yes...... It's ......"

This is what happened when Wu Yi was five years old, he should have been innocent, but he was as ruthless as a weathered executioner. Rumors and sideways eyes ruined his childhood, so he had to destroy what little he had left, which was his identity, his status, and his life.

Everyone said that the sixteenth son, Wu Yinai, was nourished and raised by Manzhu Shahua, who was beautiful, vicious, and cruel. But no one knew that this beautiful, vicious and cruel Manju Sawa was watered by themselves.

On his fifteenth birthday, he took the initiative to petition Yingzheng, saying that he wanted to leave Xianyang Palace and live alone in a remote garden in Xianyang City.

At that time, Ying Zheng was playing chess with Li Si in the back garden, and when he heard him say this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and ask: "Why did you suddenly think of leaving? But who in this palace neglected you?"

He knelt down and said in a firm tone: "Back to my father, no one neglects the child, it is the child who wants to leave." ”

"Oh, do you want to leave?" Ying Zheng threw the chess pieces back into the chess box, got up and paced in front of him, and there was a hint of displeasure in his tone: "Then tell me, why do you insist on leaving?"

"Now that the child is grown, he wants to go out and see more. It is better to take a good look at the magnificent rivers and mountains of my Daqin while you are young than to stay in the palace every day and do nothing. He knocked heavily on the ground, "I hope that my father will allow the child to leave the palace." ”

The expression on Ying Zheng's face eased slightly, and he turned his head to ask Li Si, who was sitting at the chess table: "What does Prime Minister Li Cheng think of my son Wuyi's request?"

Li Si hurriedly got up, and after taking a deep look, he said cautiously: "According to the humble opinion of the minister, it is not easy for His Royal Highness Wu Yi to have such an idea. This piece of the Great Qin River and Mountain, which was laid down by the emperor, is indeed worth spending some time with His Royal Highness Wu Yi to visit. I am not afraid of His Majesty's jokes when I say it, Li Si also thought that after saying goodbye to old age, I must visit the rivers and mountains of our Daqin. ”

"Hahahaha!" Ying Zheng was in a good mood, he raised his head and laughed a few times, and said with a smile: "What a great Qin Jiangshan, after you say this by Prime Minister Li Cheng, the widow really can't leave Wu Yi in the palace." Wu Yi, your request was granted by the widow. ”

The flowers on the other side of Luoxi Palace have bloomed for fifteen years, and he finally left Xianyang Palace at the age of fifteen. However, the world knows that he is free, but he doesn't know that every time he dreams back at midnight, he can only look at a lonely candle in the room, sighing for his empty and bleak half of his life.

He thought that he would be alone for the rest of his life. However, God finally gave him mercy and gave him a clear snow that covered his soul.

"Arou. Hugging the man's warm body, he chuckled and said, "I wanted to exchange you for a life, but who would have thought that you would become my life." ”

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