She asked Qing Jiujiu at this time, is Ji Shiyan really dead?

It's so sad to ask, and it's a little desperate.

In Qingjiujiu's impression, although Nie Huan looks weak, she is a smart woman.

Even at the New Year's banquet that year, she could see that Nie Huan was a little different from the Ji Shi banquet, but in fact, Nie Huan should know that this shouldn't be.

She married the emperor, and if she had any personal affairs, the family would be implicated.

But tonight's Nie Huan didn't seem to be able to hold it back, she didn't say a word about the assassination of Yunlang Pill Pill she had sent someone, and only looked at Qingjiujiu earnestly: "Really.... Can't come back? ”

Nie Huan felt that she was really an extremely contradictory person.

Mobai waved his hand and told all the guards around him to stay away for the time being, and he was the only one who stood not far away.

Although the queen may no longer be after tonight, a woman's reputation should not be ruined too ugly.

The emperor was still seriously ill inside, and the queen didn't shed a single tear, but at this time, because of the pear blossoms that another man cried, the reputation of the Nie family should be damaged.

Without hearing Qing Jiujiu's answer, Nie Huan took two steps towards the palace wall.

She staggered, seeing the unclear palace wall bricks and tiles at night, and the tears in her eyes were illuminated by the palace lamp.

"The first time I saw him, he was at the gate of the palace."

"Mother wants me to go into the palace to ask the Queen Mother to say goodbye, I have to come once every ten years, morning and dusk are the rules set for me by the family, because in the Nie family, I was destined to be the queen of Jiangbei Weaving since I was born, I have to think about how to please the Queen Mother, how to please the emperor, how to make the family feel that I am a useful person."

Her middle garment is embroidered with red stripes and gold, which is like an embellishment in the snow white, and the gold thread on the top is embroidered with a phoenix.

"One day when I was fourteen years old, I came out of the Queen Mother's Palace and wanted to go home, he entered the palace at that time, wearing armor, and had just returned to Yanjing from the northwest, in fact, he was weathered, but he was riding on Bai Xue, facing the sunset in the west, that face was really handsome."

Qingjiujiu moved his fingers in his sleeve.

It may be that the weather is too cold, and I am so cold that I don't feel it, and if I curl up slightly, there will be a dull pain in my fingertips.

The scene that Nie Huan said, she seems to be able to unfold a picture based on this description.

- The young general is unruly, riding on a snow-white horse, and his handsome face is half hidden in the light, half facing the light.

But the picture in front of Qing Jiujiu is more specific - the person comes on horseback, and when he sees her, the corners of his mouth will lead to a smile.

She was blinded by hatred, and when she was tortured by phoenix gall, it was not that she didn't think that Ji Shiyan was good.

But now, throwing away all those pasts, she really felt that that face was indeed handsome.

Just like Nie Huan said.

Maybe the girl has a lot of feelings for spring, and if she sees something amazing, she won't see anyone else.

She closed her eyes and asked Nie Huan, "Don't you think it's not worth it?" He hasn't even spoken to you. ”

Canaan has been infatuated for many years because there is a life-saving kindness in the middle.

So what is Nie Huan for?

Haven't you ever gotten it, so it's too memorable?

"Nope." Nie Huan looked at Qing Jiujiu calmly: "I never expected him to see my feelings, I was born for the Jiang family, not even Da Zhou, now that the Jiang family is gone, Nie Huan will cease to exist, but, but I still love him, maybe I don't love him, it's the freedom on his body, he is wanton, Da Zhou will keep it, if you don't want to keep it, you won't be nostalgic, he is so free, do you understand?" ”

Qingjiujiu didn't understand.

Maybe she and Nie Huan never care about their positions or thoughts, they have never been the same.

Nie Huan loves the free soul of Ji Shiyan.

She..... I don't even know if I thought of Ji Shiyan this year after returning to the palace, whether it was because others couldn't forget it, or because she herself was too unforgettable about Ji Shiyan's death.

But no matter what, as Nie Huan said, the Great Zhou Dynasty will eventually come to an end in this year.

After being silent for a long time, Qing Jiujiu picked the question that Nie Huan asked at the beginning and answered.

"Yes, he's really dead."

Then one day, Qingjiujiu took care of the transplanted plum tree in the new palace.

No one thought that it would be alive and flourishing in the new year.

The flowers that bloom at the end of the year are even more clustered, full of branches.

The housekeeper stayed with her and discussed with her the menu to be set up in the palace for the New Year.

Then the death knell rang from the palace.

- The Emperor died.

Qingjiujiu was rolling up her sleeves and talking to the butler, and when she heard the bell ringing, she stopped and tilted her ears.

A generation of emperors, after being ill for 300 days, finally died at the end of this year.

He is not very old, just twenty this year.

But the reign lasted for a full twelve years.

According to the records in the history books, he was eight years old, and was supported by the late King Ji Shiyan of Cheng'an, and then began a mediocre 12-year imperial career.

His imperial throne was not wasted, and when he died, he did not make many waves, only a stroke of unfamiliar history.

At this point, the reign of the 'Jiang clan' of the Great Zhou Dynasty came to a complete end and ushered in a new calendar year.

When Xiao Cheng'an Wang Yunlang was supported to the throne, he was only 9 years old.

After he ascended the throne, he did not change his father's spiritual position and title, but changed the country's name to 'Dajing', opening a new year.

Forget about these, after all, people are dead, and those who are chasing or something, and the dead can't see it.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Princess Cheng'an, who was still alive, did not ask for a new title.

According to her current status, the position of a queen mother is absolutely deserved.

After all, she has the credit of giving birth to the new emperor, and the people have a lot of recognition for her politics and law.

But she refused.

So when I saw it, I still called Princess Cheng'an.

She didn't correct it either, not knowing if she forgot it or felt that it didn't matter.

This year is the first year of Suikang, and guests from all five continents and ten countries come to celebrate.

The palace also has one more guest - Zhou Tingyue.

This man who used to show his face frequently beside the Empress Dowager of the First Dynasty, until now, everyone doesn't know what his identity is, but he follows the new emperor and does the duty of the Taifu's teaching.

A few days after the funeral of Jiangbei Weaving, it was Chinese New Year's Eve.

This year, Qingjiujiu was twenty-seven years old, and he had a son who was the emperor and a lively and playful daughter.

Marimaru's name was later named, which is a name with a good meaning.

Yun Lang wanted to make her a princess, she thought about it and shook her head and refused: "Brother, when your throne is secured, I want to walk around with my mother." ”

A large part of her personality is like Ji Shiyan, domineering and arrogant, and people she doesn't know well are often half killed by her high cold-coldness.

And there is a small part of them who are like Qing Jiujiu, who hate the palace, and hate the fact that they can only see the sky in all directions.

Yun Lang sighed, but he didn't force it.

He knew that if he hadn't said that he wanted to be the emperor, his mother probably wouldn't have returned to Yanjing in his life.

The name she gave to Marimaru still didn't have a surname, just hoping that Marimaru could still choose the life she wanted in the future.

Maybe the reunion is short-lived, they are a family connected by blood, but in the end, they may still have to separate.

The Chinese New Year's Eve banquet, the first year of the new emperor's accession to the throne, was unreproachfully drunk.

Out of the gate of Changle Palace, Zhou Tingyue held an umbrella and walked on the snow track with Qingjiujiu to disperse the smell of wine.

Qingjiu felt dizzy, but in fact, after a year's rounds, she already knew how to drink a little wine, maybe the snowy Wangchun Hong who paid tribute tonight was too strong, so she was a little dizzy.

Dangling, she remembered the Chinese New Year's Eve in Shangyang.

also drank wine, and she was carried all the way by Ji Shiyan.

The eaves of the oil-paper umbrella rise and fall, the snow is trampled and creaked, and the canopy is lifted up.

- Qing Jiujiu saw a figure that was once familiar to the bones, just standing quietly in the snow.

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