Episode 121 Proud King's Heart

The first half of the night after spring. The sun went down, and the moon had not yet appeared, leaving only a dark blue sky, and everything fell asleep except the things that swam at night.

To the north of the palace, in the most remote place of the whole palace, there are several high palaces standing quietly. This used to be a place that all concubines dreamed of and hoped to live in, because a jade noble concubine came out of here, magnificent and loved by thousands of them. However, after many years, this is a taboo place for all palace people, because a cursed princess was born here. In order to hide this secret, countless innocent lives were implicated.

In the dead of night, walking between the desolate palace road, surrounded by high and terrible palace walls, which seems to prevent people inside from enjoying the freedom of life. Looking at the flowery smiles in the palace every day, I don't know if anyone has ever thought that behind those smiles, there may be a turbulent undercurrent. Death is always so close, without warning, but it quietly takes away one young and beautiful life after another.

Along the way, I was tightly held by Dongfang Ao's big hand. The hands were very big and warm. Although there was no feeling of rapid heartbeat, there was a faint gentleness slowly breeding in the bottom of Yan Moxue's heart. Yes, once upon a time, there was the same person who held himself with two hands as protectively as now. He remembered that he was walking away, but the owner of those hands had been holding it tightly and never let go.

This may be family affection. Unlike the sweetness of love, there is only a faint love.

At night, a beautiful arc was outlined behind them. They walked silently. It was not until they came to a palace that had been abandoned for a long time that Dongfang Ao calmed and opened his lips and said, "Be careful, this is a step." In this tranquility, his voice also seemed extremely ethereal, as if it came from a faraway country.

Yan Moxue walked carefully and asked him as he walked, "Where on earth did you bring me here?" The quiet surroundings is a little scary. It seems that even birds are reluctant to approach this ominous place, and their feet are often tripped by some stones, which makes Yan Moxue puzzled.

"You'll know in a while." Looking back, Dongfang smiled thoughtfully.

After another walk, suddenly, Yan Moxue heard the sound of pushing the door, and then felt that something was scratched on her face. She picked it up, squinted for a long time, and finally asked a little doubtfully, "Is this... a seal?" How can there be a seal? Yan Moxue wondered where he took himself?

Hearing the words, Dongfang Ao smiled gently and did not answer, but continued to walk deep inside the door with her. Don't worry." As he walked, he said, then bypassed the weeded garden, pushed open a rusty iron door, and finally stopped and said, "We're here."

Yan Moxue squinted for a while, but her eyes were really disappointing, so she had to shake her head helplessly and said, "I can't see it again. What's the use of you saying it!"

Hearing this, Dongfang Ao couldn't help laughing, looking at the familiar scene in front of him, and sighed, "Here..." Under the moonlight, everything in front of him is so familiar that it always appears in his mind, disappears, appears again, disappears again... However, after so many years, he has never had the courage to return back. Here, go back to the place where he has always appeared in his dreams. This is a place I used to come to." He is calling himself 'I', and this desolate palace seems to be of great significance to Dongfang Ao.

"Before?" Listening to Dongfang Ao's words, Yan Moxue took a deep breath.

"Um, this was my favorite place to come before I became emperor." Then, Dongfang Ao said, with a faint sadness in his tone, "At first, I often came alone, and then gradually, I would bring her with me." She, a broken word, slipped into this uninhabited palace with thick sadness. A cluster of ink-white phantoms kept emerging in Dongfang Ao's mind. Those memories that had been sealed by him seemed to be against the torrent of memories and appeared overwhelmingly in front of him.

"She?" Hearing this, she wanted to let go of her clenched hand, but at this moment... she didn't want to let go.

"Ye, she is my sister. Although we are not brothers and sisters, our feelings are even more close than our brothers and sisters." Dongfang Ao continued to say that now only has that childish but lovely face in his mind. The fleshy little hand has the same feeling as the hands in his hand now.

The smile on her lips gradually faded, and Yan Moxue only felt a wisp of despair wandering as if nothing had been. Is she... a princess?"

Dongfang Ao looked back and stared on her blue eyes with a faint smile. She is my little Moxue. Xiao Moxue, how long has it been? No one has ever called her like this. It's really nostalgic. "When I was a child, as long as I was unhappy, Xiao Moxue would pull me here. We caught butterflies and crickets here, and sometimes we would take Sister Yue to play together. Unfortunately..."

"What's a pity?" Yan Moxue asked.

Sudong, Dongfang Ao just shook his head and smiled, "Nothing, everything is over."

's eyes suddenly felt a little sore and uncomfortable. Those resentment and unwillingness, sadness and despair accumulated in the bottom of their hearts seemed to be roaring to break through her body, and their hearts seemed to be torn open a huge mouth fiercely and their bones. So... why did you want to bring me here?" In this way, the calm heart was fiercely torn out and dripping blood. Although the eyes could not see everything in front of him, it was like a handful of salt sprinkled on the wound. No one could understand the pain of the cone heart.

"I don't know." Why did you bring her here? Dongfang was proud to hear the words and suddenly turned his eyes to stare at Yan Moxue. Yes, why did you bring her here? This is obviously his and her secret base. Why did you bring her here? Is it because she feels like holding her hands? Dongfang smiled proudly and said in a low voice, "Maybe sometimes looking at you makes me think of her, but unfortunately... she has been gone for a long time."

Cold, cold tears instantly slipped down his handsome face, the warm breath dispelled the messy cold, and the corners of his eyes slipped out a winding mark. With a slight sound of landing, Yan Moxue lowered her eyes silently and asked softly, "Do you... love her very much?"

"Yes, I love it very much." This sentence is extremely cautious, "But my wish now... I just hope that she can find a good family and live a happy life in her next life, and not live so painfully in this life." This wish is very similar to the Oriental Pure Moon.

The night wind blew slowly, and all of a long time, those vague memories that existed in the depths of my mind were also blown far away with the night wind. Don't worry, your wish will come true. At that moment, who was whispering in her ear? Perhaps what she couldn't achieve in this life could really be realized in the next life. If so, I really hope to be relieved soon." It's late. Let's go back."

The wind at night hit the carved window lattice. That night, the bright ink snow tossed and couldn't sleep, and the brocade was cold by the light skating. She turned over and slipped aside. After day-to-day calculation, I finally felt very tired. I have never felt like this. I have never felt that I don't know myself at all. I have never hated myself as much as I do now. He turned over and sighed, still forcing himself to fall asleep quickly.

This night may be the quietest night and the last quiet night.

The next morning, the long-lost jade concubine suddenly appeared in the Juhe Palace. She waved with some green beads on her head, and the pearls were shining. She was dressed in a snow-white silver foxskin cloak, silver light separated, and the lower edge revealed a crimson dark flower satin water leaking pleated skirt. She didn't come with Li Xianfei this time. She only brought three maids and swaggered into the Juhe Palace with an arrogant look.

"Go and call your lady out." One of the maids roared at the small water that was being cleaned, with a very bad attitude.

"Miss is still resting." When Xiaoshui saw the jade concubine, he remembered what happened that day and immediately replied angrily.

"What kind of attitude do you have? How dare you talk to my mother like this!" Another maid opened her mouth to Xiaoshui and scolded.

Xiaoshui pouted, threw away the rag unbearably, came forward and knelt down and said, "I see the jade concubine...mother...mother..." She blurted out her voice, and eyes were extremely disgusted.

However, I only heard the jade concubine groan coldly, sat on the main seat, and then slowly opened her lips: "Go and find your master. I have something to ask her."

"Yes." Xiaoshui answered and then walked towards the inner room.

After a long time, Yan Moxue came out of it. She was dressed in a crimson pomegranate brocade coat and covered with a silver fox cloak. As she jumped, the side of the bun shook violently, ringing and making a pleasant sound. See the jade concubine." With the help of Xiaoshui, she walked to the jade concubine, stopped, and said on her knees, "The Empress is a thousand years old."

"Humph..." Hearing this, the jade concubine hummed coldly again, but there was no intention of making Yan Moxue get up.

In this way, a person sat high and squatted with half bent knees, and the atmosphere was once stiff to freezing point. Without permission, Yan Moxue is not convenient to get up, so as not to attract words again. But it is not a way to stay in a stalemate like this. Xiaoshui looked at it anxiously and tried his best to break this rigid situation.

The jade concubine still sneered, gently touched the armor, and her eyes seemed to gouge out from Yan Moxue's face. Seeing that her face was expressionless and did not ask for mercy, she squatted like that, and her face suddenly became dark. Let's get up." Finally, she waved lazily and said proudly.

"Thank you very much." Yan Moxue pretended to win weakly, her footsteps were weak, and Xiaoshui quickly came forward to support her.

The sky outside the hall suddenly dimmed, and with a 'dong' sound, the thunderstorm exploded in the dark sky, and the pouring rain poured down in an instant, staining the whole palace with a thick color. Yu's pale face swayed a bloodthirsty light under the snowy lightning, and she desperately held the thin letter paper in her hand. She looked at the bright ink snow, and there was a strange smile on her blue and purple lips.

Dare to fight against her, she has been waiting for this day for too long.