This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

The cicadas in early summer made people upset, and the distance between Song Zhi and Zhao Yichen was getting farther and farther.

She lay on the bed, her mind constantly recalling the curse she had placed on the horse in the Yuhua Pavilion that day.

All love is destroyed, and all wishes are realized.

What could she hope for?

The Heavenly Temple was pitch black, and only a glimmer of light appeared on Zhao Yichen's desk.

He rubbed Li Si's brocade box repeatedly, and even though he became the emperor, he still didn't dare to respect her as the queen.

I didn't even dare to tell my love.

Suddenly, Zhao Yichen touched a hidden buckle behind the brocade box, he pressed it, and a mezzanine appeared in the box.

A pair of moire buckles appeared in front of Zhao Yichen.

He picked it up, vaguely remembering that it was something Li Si said he wanted to give to his sweetheart.

Zhao Yichen was in love at that time, and when he heard Li Si's words, he didn't dare to say what was in his heart.

"You have not forgotten him until you died, and I don't even know who he is." Zhao Yichen carefully put the pair of buckles back into the box.

Li Si's craftsmanship is the most ingenious, if anyone can get her such a buckle, it is estimated that they will be happy for a long time.

When Zhao Yichen was saddened by this, he saw the word "Chen" written in extremely thin wolf hair on the top of the box.

He froze instantly.

His love for Li Si is well known, but he did not tell Li Si.

Li Si is a person who attaches great importance to etiquette, and she knows that her father's status is special, so she has always kept a suitable distance from Zhao Yichen.

Zhao Yichen tried many times, but did not get a positive response from her.

The sons of the royal family are all arrogant, and after asking a few times, Zhao Yichen didn't ask anymore, but just kept this feeling silently in his heart.

Now, after so many years of Li Si's death, he has finally determined Li Si's feelings for him.

"It turns out that the sweetheart she said has always been me."

Zhao Yichen held the brocade box, trembling all over, crying uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Qin Nei's attendant walked in when he heard the sound, he knew that it was a difficult night, so he kept guard outside the hall.

"Qin Dehuai, she loves me, she has always loved me." Zhao Yichen cried like a child who had a beloved thing, and held the brocade box in his hand and said to Qin Nei.

"Your Majesty, do you mean Lord Rith?" Qin Neishou is the most refined person in this palace, and he is also the person who can best understand Zhao Yichen's temperament.

Zhao Yichen was so crying that he couldn't speak, so he could only nod vigorously.

What is called punishing the heart, that is what it is.

Zhao Yichen has been in love with Li Si for many years, and it can almost be said that from the first time he saw her, Zhao Yichen fell deeply in love and couldn't extricate himself.

And Zhao Yichen knows that there is a gap-like gap between the identities and status of the two.

Even if Li Si becomes his companion, he can only get the position of a concubine in the future, not even a side concubine.

Li Si herself knows this, so she always keeps her sanity, and when faced with Zhao Yichen's many temptations, she still refuses with a smile.

The moment Zhao Yichen learned that Li Si also loved him, he didn't have time to be ecstatic, because the two had long been separated forever.

And by Zhao Yichen's side, there is the existence of Song Zhi.

The helplessness at this moment has reached the peak of recent years, and Zhao Yichen can't even find a source to compensate her.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Yichen calmed down, looked at the blue porcelain vase on the table that was broken in two, he hoped that Li Si would be by his side at this time.

"Qin Dehuai, you have been with the first emperor for many years, do you know what happened back then?" Zhao Yichen sat on the steps, his eyes were red, his hair was messy, and there was no trace of neatness to speak of.

"Back to Your Majesty, this matter, forgive the old slave for not being able to say." At that time, the first emperor issued a death order, and no one could divulge information about Li Si's death.

On that day, it was just a few small servants from the Ministry of Rites who inadvertently mentioned Li Si's name, and he was given death by the first emperor that night, and there was no room for maneuver at all.

After that, no one in the palace dared to say a word.

"It's come to this, are you going to hide it from me?" Zhao Yichen looked at Qin Neishou with cold eyes, and Qin Neishou also knew that he couldn't hide it, so he could only tell Zhao Yichen what he knew.

That year, the lord of Li Si returned to the palace crying, and the first emperor immediately summoned her. Everyone in this palace knows that the county lord will become your concubine in the future, she has been missing for many days for no reason, and she is crying, the first emperor became suspicious of her chastity and ordered the palace maid to check. Fortunately, the county lord of Li Si was still a virgin, and the first emperor was relieved, and then the palace woman found the tattoo on the back of the county lord of Li Si. ”

Qin Neishou took a deep breath, the situation back then was too thrilling, he had never seen the first emperor have such a violent temper.

"Go on." Zhao Yichen's whole person looked sluggish, immersed in sadness and unable to control himself.

Later, the first emperor severely reprimanded the county lord, saying that she behaved inappropriately and had no self-respect and self-love at all. But this is something that the county lord himself doesn't want, and she knows that the woman has a scar on her body and can't serve the nobles in the palace. ”

Speaking of this past that only a few people know, Qin Neishi's heart was also stunned.

"It's a pity, what a good person the county lord is, even the servant who sprinkled the sweeping bucket treated her politely, alas, it's really a trick."

Zhao Yichen knew that Li Si had a scar on his body, and even regarded it as an important factor hindering them.

So much so that later, when Zhao Yichen saw the ghost-like peony on Song Zhi's body, he would instantly go wild.

This is why Zhao Yichen can always find those ointments that make the skin scarred without traces.

It's all just to make up for what he once couldn't have.

"Yes, her goodness is obvious to everyone, but because of a scar." Zhao Yichen suddenly remembered something, "Helan Zhuo is dead, but I think it's still too cheap for him." ”

"Your Majesty, look ahead, the spirit of the county lord in the sky will also be comforted." Qin Nei was comforting on the side, only he knew how Zhao Yichen had survived all these years.

Now that things are clear, no matter how much he whips the living people around him, Li Si will not be able to come back.

"It is proposed to posthumously crown Li Si as the queen, and put the tablet into the imperial temple for future generations to worship." Zhao Yichen was silent for a long time, and finally said something that couldn't distinguish emotions.

"That concubine over there..."

"Let her go, she'll understand me." Zhao Yichen threw the broken porcelain vase aside, and looked at Li Si's brocade box again and again.

The will of posthumously sealing Li Si resounded through the harem the next day.

Qiu Yutong couldn't straighten up with a smile in Huaqing Palace, killed He Lanzhuo with Zhao Yichen's knife, solved his own trouble, and relied on Li Si's pursuit to block Song Zhi.

It is simply the most comfortable thing since Qiu Yutong entered the palace.