Chapter 119 There is a prosperous emperor, a sudden dream in a different world
Although the wedding of the emperor of the Huai Dynasty was not as gorgeous as that of the mainland at the beginning, it has a beauty of returning to the original. I will never forget it in my life.
Three days before the wedding, a hundred beautiful virgins selected by Ma Gu in the national audition went to the southern part of Fenghuang Mountain to pick the earliest petals under the morning dew. On the day of the wedding, she paved the petal road leading to the altar, the earth spirit, and the Buddha Light Temple. On the wedding day, the four elders personally carried the bride's sedan chair to the altar, the earth spirit, the Buddha Light Temple and the emperors worshipped the sky, earth and people. In the Huai Dynasty, the four elders have a sacred status and can be ordered to convey the king's order on behalf of the emperor. The four elders carry the sedan chair, which is the supreme honor that only the emperor and the queen can enjoy. The kings and people of the State of Huai all advocate white and take white as the national color. Therefore, the wedding of the emperor and the queen is snow-white everywhere, which is in sharp contrast to the colorful flowers on the ground for half a year. The subjects loved the king. After the wedding, the people of the country still wore white gauze sleeve robes for seven days to express their full blessings to the emperor and queen. Since ancient times, there has been only one empress in the imperial harem of the Huai Dynasty. This kind of spectacular scene can only be seen for decades.
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Although the four elders carried the sedan chair during the whole process, they were still exhausted throughout the day. From the palace to the altar, then from the altar to the earth spirit, and finally to the Foguang Temple, it has been almost a whole day. The four elders are all hundreds of years old. After carrying the sedan chair for a day, they can happily carry me back to the palace as if nothing had happened.
On the day of the emperor's wedding, a banquet was specially held in the front hall, allowing officials to drink all night long.
Xiao Xueqing and Xiao Mingyue had to make a fuss and follow to join in the fun. Aunt Ma had to find the maid of honor to hold Xue Qing and watch all the way with Mingyue. Mingyue is more and more like Ling Ran's brother when he was a child, and he is calm about everything. And the little girl Xueqing was born to talk in less than a month, and now she is more than half a year old and can walk and run. He is so clever that he always likes to say things that no one understands. And I like all kinds of books in the master's study. It is said that she is the most suitable person to inherit the next saint of Huai. Today, the emperor got married. At a young age, she made the whole audience tongue-tied, and then burst into laughter.
The floor is full of joy and elegant. After lighting the palace lamp, the maids went out one after another and did not forget to close the door gently. There are only me and Brother Ling Ran left in the whole empty temple. My heart began to beat like a drum.
But Brother Ling Ran didn't immediately lift the bead curtain and veil on my head as I thought. Through the translucent veil in front of me, I saw him take down his coat and clean his hands in the double-happy bowl. Then light up the lights in the four corners of the temple. This series of actions are so skillful and natural that they are not like a high-ranking king at all, but like the husband of an ordinary woman.
"God treats me well. Duan Qianling's favorite woman in his life finally returned to him. Yu'er... I finally waited for this day." Finally, he sat down beside me and whispered.
I was not used to moving to the side: "Brother Ling Ran... I... I have a lot to say to you..."
After a long time, he said gently, "I also have a lot to say. I want to tell you!"
I didn't expect him to answer like this, but I didn't know how to speak for a while.
Brother Ling Ran was silent for a long time, and he said first, "That year, you and the national teacher entered the cold rock cave of Fenghuang Mountain. From then on, the cave was sealed by the national master's spell, and no one was allowed to enter, including me. I thought it was just the same as before. You were just studying in it, but I didn't expect that it would be 16 years.
At the beginning of the six years of the mainland and the 16 years of the Huantian mainland, I didn't expect that the difference between time and space would be ten years away.
"I tried to go into the cave to find you today, but the national master's spell is so high that I can't get in, and I was hurt by the boundary at the mouth of the cave." He seemed to be recalling a very distant thing, and his hand naturally put his hand on his chest. The injury must have been there at that time.
"Is it... serious?" I asked.
He was silent for a long time and looked at me fixedly. It was clear that he couldn't see my eyes through the tulle in front of him. But I seemed to be seen through my heart by him, and I felt uneasy.
"No matter how heavy it is, it's not as good as worrying about you and losing it."
My hands unconsciously pinched the corners of my clothes in my wide sleeves. His eyes were deep, and he slowly turned to one side. The deep meaning in those eyes will make people feel full of self-reproach and guilt if they only watch it once.
"Later, the national teacher disappeared. No one can enter the cold cave anymore. For sixteen years, everyone thought that you would never come out again. The four elders have persuaded me to re-establish the saint... But I believe that my Yuer will never leave me. How can he be willing to..." His voice is plain and undulating, but he has the majesty of the emperor. And the shocking affection in those words.
It's only a few steps away, but the candlelight seems to be getting farther and farther away from me. I looked at it and thought back: "I left that year in a time and space that was completely opposite to the beginning and the mainland. There are wars everywhere, and there is killing everywhere. I'm so scared."
Brother Ling Ran looked back at me.
Although I knew that I couldn't see him, I smiled at him under the veil and continued, "I've been in a different world for a few years, but I suddenly had a dream!"
Six years of wind and rain, six years of hard work, and six years of fear.
Nightmare reincarnation, once clever and clever, is just someone else's memorial to the dead soul, like a chess piece on the painted Jiangshan Road.
Suddenly, it was just like a dream, only this sentence "A few years in a different world, but suddenly a dream."
"I have also called you in the struggle, calling the master... But..." When the cool scene of Baitou Mountain flashed in my mind, my heart seemed to be suddenly pulled by something, frowned tightly, and stroked my chest.
Brother Ling Ran seemed to see my expression and held me worriedly: "Everything is over, just think of it as a sudden dream!"
Dream? I also thought that he was only a dream? But who is so powerful that he can dream of being used as a tool for revenge by his biological parents? Dreaming that the people around you are dying one by one? Dreaming that the imperial industry is picturesque, and the country is infinite, paved with life and blood? Some people, regardless of life and death, would rather drain their blood than let go until... Are you sure you are well-round? Who would rather be misunderstood than use his own body in the Daoshan oil pot just to repay you for saving her from the cage? Who is just five years old, but like a bloodthirsty soul, who knows how to cry, laugh, care and pain, and appreciate the song outside the seven-foot Pingting? All this... How can I just think of it as a dream?
Tears slowly left under the veil, and I silently let it fall secretly in the wide collar, not letting the man in front of me notice.
"I was also afraid that I would never come back in my life! Fortunately, I paid off all my debts, surpassed life and death, and finally returned to the original point!"
Brother Ling Ran held me tightly in his arms: "My Yu'er has grown up and will never stick to her brother Ling Ran racing with her all day long!" This sentence is plain, but it sounds like it has experienced a lot of wind and frost, and the heart is sad.
I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes with the falling veil on his broad chest.
I only listened to his words above his head: "How can I let you go again? How to be willing to let you go, 16 years of worry and fear. Yuer, don't leave me again. The emperor of Huai has only one queen since ancient times. Duan Qian Lingran is still the same. Ling Ran's children must be from Yuer. If he can't get it, he will not choose another person to marry again. The new marriage vows, and the world will be verified together.
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It was not until the queen died many years later that Duan Qianling, the third-generation emperor of the Huai Kingdom, died in front of the cold cave in Fenghuang Mountain. The new king Mingyue inherited the fourth king of the Huai Kingdom with the Zen concession system. When he recalled the palace with Queen Xueqing on his wedding night.
Mingyue was about to unveil Xueqing's veil when the ghost girl suddenly jumped up and jumped to **, condescendingly, looking at her surprised emperor's husband by the bedside: "It's so cheap for you to get it. Isn't that girl in vain to follow Aunt Murong for so many years?"
Mingyue sighed helplessly and collapsed on the ground weakly: "My aunt, what else do you want?"
Xue Qing jumped to the bright moon from **, supported her chin with both hands, and squatted in front of the Moon Emperor: "I heard... The light of this palace lit up all night on the night when the Emperor married my Aunt Murong, but the emperor didn't even lift her veil!"
Mingyue's handsome face was suddenly made into the word "jiong".
Xue Qing slapped Mingyue on the face without hesitation: "Idiot, that's tough! Look at my Aunt Murong, how great she is. On the wedding night, she said that she refused the groom under the bed..."
The bright moon fell to the ground decisively and pretended to be dead.
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That morning, Brother Ling Ran looked at the rising tomorrow outside the window. He stretched out his waist and took a deep breath: "It's time for the morning. I didn't expect the night to pass so quickly."
I smiled calmly under the veil.
He took two steps out, as if he remembered something. He took out a kit from his sleeve and handed it to me: "This is what the elders picked up at the altar yesterday. You should have lost it!"
I took the kit and was stunned for a moment. I was sure that it had not been opened, and then I said, "Yes!"
He smiled gently and raised his hand to remove the veil in front of me, but his hand paused in mid-air for a long time before removing it. At that moment, he looked at me fixedly until I covered my uneasiness with a smile: "It's time for the morning!"
His fingertips gently slid the blood-red cinnabar between my eyebrows: "My Yuer is so beautiful no matter what she wears."
After Brother Ling Ran left, I held the kit in my hand tightly and sat at the foot of the bed. This was given to me by Mo Youchen when he left Qiying. He said that when I met a person I really loved, I would open it.
I don't know if Brother Ling Ran is my true love, but at least I can't go back to that time and space. I will be the queen of Huai in my life, so should I open it?
The hand slowly touched the ribbon that tied the kit, but the heart began to change. I slowly opened it, and inside was a roll of paper, and the connection was sealed with wax.
When I unfolded it, my heart was hollowed out and empty. It's a letter of absence. The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and a few short sentences seem to have been practiced by the writer several times, and they are neatly arranged there. I couldn't recover from holding the book for a long time.
In front of you are those worrying pictures
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Before the Black Nest War:
"This expedition is more bad and less auspicious. If you can return with triumph, you and I will be able to sit in the country, but if you can't..."
"No!" I quickly covered her lips and interrupted his sorrows and worries.
"Wish to win a person's heart and never be separated from each other. Can Yuer ever think that we can have a child?"
I reluctantly smiled: "You didn't promise me..."
"I promised you that you can fall in love with me, but I am also a man. What's more, I have dismissed all the concubines for you. Don't you understand my heart?"
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In the bitterness, regardless of the emperor's body, he cooked in person and cooked my favorite dishes, but I was still on guard and suspicious everywhere. Fengquege's killer assassinated. He ignored life and death and stood in front of me without hesitation. The words before the coma were unforgettable: "Yu'er, you believe me, no matter what I do, my heart is still the same for you. I, Mo Youchen, am not afraid of death. I'm afraid that I will be the foil of others. Life is better than death!"
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My hand pinched the rest book closer and closer. Outside Chicheng, the Qi army camp, he was covered with wounds, and his eyes looked at me were even more scarred. In the middle of the three armies, he stroked the piano under the moon, and he sang all his grievances to the bright moon in the sea.
Nian Nu Jiao said, "The emperor is in high mountains and flowing water, but it is difficult to find a bosom friend." He lived a miserable life.
He once said that he would not let go all his life. But what kind of determination made him decide to return my marriage freedom?
We have supported each other, helped each other, and our hands were covered with blood. The golden cicada took off its shell and then entered the world. In what mood did he write this inexhaustible book over and over again until he was exhausted?