Chapter 190 Return to Dust Finale

Li You rebelled, and Li Shimin ordered him to die introspection and be demoted to a commoner. The uprising was killed together with the party, including Hongzhi.

And Li You's capture actually led the discovery of the prince Li Chengqian's conspiracy. Li Shimin was even more sad and angry. He never expected that Li Chengqian was in the position of prince. He couldn't wait so much, let alone Li Chengqian, who was smart and clever to undertake all kinds of state affairs early when he was young, was such a wolf ambition! The summoning of the abolished prince's book made the East Palace chaotic, and the throne of Li Chengqian's crown prince was abolished, demoted to a commoner, and served as an army in Qianzhou.

The eternal open and secret struggle of the emperor's house is nothing more than the throne of the crown prince. Here I saw Li Shimin's ambition and his peerless strategic inheritance. At the same time, I also saw his deep sadness. One is the eldest grandson queen and his eldest son, and the other is me and his son. How can he not be heartbroken or sad? From then on, it can be inferred that not only these two, but also his sons have begun to look forward to his position and can't wait. At this moment, he also felt the state of mind of Li Yuan at that time. In the face of his beloved son with a sword, he went straight to him. That kind of anger, that kind of grief, that kind of hatred, that kind of resentment, all mixed together, what was it was and how to face it. No matter who wins, such pain is a wound that can never be healed in the heart of a father.

At the same time, due to Li You's rebellion, I was removed from the title of Concubine De, demoted to a concubine, and entered the imperial palace.

The cold jade steps of the West Palace, and the green mountains are stacked in the distance. In the old alley, the bluestone is one step, counting the night of three lives. Sandalwood shackles the makeup of the past, and the glory falls into sand overnight. At that time, Yaotaiyue was not short and short, and the old things were unbearable. Who can mention it again?

With old diseases and new diseases, I came to the imperial palace. The Shang Pharmaceutical Bureau became more and more indifferent to me. I often came back from the palace maid in charge of the outside, and her eyes were red and swollen. I knew that she went to the Shang Pharmaceutical Bureau to ask for medicine for me, closed the door, and suffered humiliation. The world is cold. This palace is originally based on capital. Now that I have nothing, who cares whether I will blame or not.

When night fell, the autumn color was dark in a blink of an eye. The maid in charge said that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival night. She got a plate of moon cakes and moon fruit from nowhere, saying that she must eat moon cakes and moon fruit tonight. I looked at the cake lightly sprinkled by the moonlight on the desk and smiled bitterly. So what if I ate it, and finally I couldn't be reunited. In the bustling palace, soft music came, where the moon sacrifice ceremony was being held, but after all, it could not warm the moonlight, just like the sun could not warm the court.

A bright moon was open in the window, and the plain moonlight lightly covered the empty room. I moved my head and turned over and inadvertently touched a touch of coldness from under my pillow. I reached out and picked up the cold space and couldn't help exclaiming, and then I was deeply helpless. I have only this piece of cloud that belongs to him. A cold and cold was fused by the residual warmth of the palm of my hand. I looked at the green through the moonlight thrown in front of the window. My eyes suddenly paused, and my fingertips trembled violently and stiffened down the jade pendant. I held back in panic and looked carefully. The green and clear jade scattered a warm light in the moonlight, and three words were clearly printed there - Li Shimin.

How can it be? Why didn't he have his name on the jade pendant in those years? Why does he have it now? The crack on this jade is exactly the same as before, and there is nothing wrong with it! How...how! Memories are rampant and surging. I hold my heart tightly. Here, the pain of entanglement and the pain of the heart! I changed my tone deeply, and this helpless pain finally melted into the quiet pain in the suppression of hard work.

I closed my bleak eyes, and the sourness spread from my eyes to my nose. I pressed my throat and kept choking, and I endured so much bitterness. The window was leisurely rainy with loneliness, and the flowers stained with raindrops were rolled in, and the pieces were crystal clear under the candlelight, just like the tears he shed at that time. The cold wind is blowing, the dream is drifting, and the candlelight beats my thoughts. In the dream, I muttered and I can't find his breath. The entanglement in the dream makes it difficult for me to breathe. Yes, no. Yes, no.

The wind blew, bringing a light body musk, just like when I first saw him. I saw him standing in front of my bed, with a pair of gentle eyes staring on thousands of mountains and rivers, longing for me. My heart moved greatly and stretched out my hand to hug me. Suddenly, I only felt pain from my body. I finally woke up. It turned out that I fell from the couch, and there was no one in the hall. The candlelight in front of him was a little blurred, and the whole hall was shaking in a trance. I continued to sigh, rubbed my dizzy eyes, and climbed up to the couch, but I couldn't sleep.

I closed my eyes and tried to let myself sleep until I heard the sound of birds and footsteps came from the room. I knew that this effort to sleep was in vain. But it was still dark at this time, and I was shocked. Could it be the bird outside that someone broke into the disturbance. As my footsteps got closer and further, I sat up from the couch in the dark, hugged the pillow and threw it forward. I only heard a scream, which turned out to be the voice of the maid in charge. I heard her kneel on the ground and said puzzled, "Mother, it's a maidservant. What happened?"

Panasonic took a breath and asked, "It's not yet dawn. Why did you come in?"

After saying this sentence, I couldn't help trembling, and a bad feeling surged up. The maid in charge has always been on time, so how can she get the wrong time? Sure enough, the maid in charge of the palace became more and more unclear to me and said, "Is it time for the Empress to get up?"

I finally realized that I couldn't see it.

The maid in charge of the palace cried and wanted to go to the pharmacy, but I wouldn't let her. This is also an old disease, and I don't care. More than ten years ago, as the head of Chengqian Hall and Li Chengqian, who was still a baby, hurt my eyes. At that time, I was cured by Song Yi, and now I have relapsed with my illness. Or, I cried quietly for too long and even my eyes were tired. That's good, so... Even if I want to see him more, I won't see him.

Half a month later, there was a cold rain. I got caught in the wind and cold, and my original condition suddenly deteriorated. There is no medicine and I don't want to eat. I can only drink two mouthfuls of soup every day. I know that the limit has arrived, and the lamp is dry, and I am depressed and happy, waiting for the judgment of heaven.

Usu times, I have to light candles in the hall every time I rest. Now, I'm getting used to such darkness. It turns out that the night is not as terrible as I thought. This room makes people feel more and cold, and I am a little greedy for such quietness. I have never been as relaxed as I am now. There are no trifles and no worries, but there is a small grain of sand in my heart. Every time the heaven and the earth are quiet, I feel itchy and quietly and deeply.

I don't know how many days have passed, and I don't know whether it's dawn or dark now. I lay on the couch and counted my weak breaths. The clothes of my vest were a little wet and cold on my back. The maid in charge leaned in front of my bed and wiped my sweat with a warm towel. I heard her choking, and I must have been scared by my terrible appearance. I coughed all day long, and my throat was already hoarse. When I went to comfort, I felt that every word I said was accompanied by a faint smell of blood.

At this time, different footsteps came from the room that had never come. She was not slow and slightly light. She was a woman. I slowly turned my head and turned in the direction of the person who came: "What are you doing here?"

seemed to smile: "Do you know it's me?"

I also smiled faintly: "Who else will come here like this now? You know that I can't see it because you have explored me thoroughly. I have no friends, and you are the only one who cares about... Am I dead?

The soft chair next to me rang slightly and often sat in front of me: "Yes, I just came to see you die. In those years, I watched you die as much as you watched him die.

I laughed more and more, but the bitterness kept surging up from my throat, laughing more and more reluctantly: "I live, no one is happy; my death can make a person happy. This... seems to be worth it. I didn't expect that it was you who accompanied me at the last moment.

She smiled gently and didn't know what the expression was. The distant sound of singing and dancing came from outside, wandering on the beams of the house, rippled my calm heart lake. I was slightly shocked and asked, "What day is today?"

She said, "It's New Year's Eve. The New Year's Eve ceremony in the palace began, and the emperor also made Yan Jingwen the imperial concubine and gave it to the Deqing Palace.

Defei...Deqing Palace. It seems to have become a ethereal dream, which is also a fantasy. I sighed and quietly listened to the soft vocal music in the distance. I didn't dare to think about it anymore, but the soft voice penetrated into my chest like a demon, and the sound was so deep and deep.

Someone touched my fingertips, which was equally cold. A trace of coolness and delicacy came from the palm of my hand, and I gently specified that it was a plum blossom. Only plum blossoms bloom with snow in winter. As soon as the plum blossoms bloom, the warm spring is not far away. I sighed gently, and the more I felt tired and powerless: "Spring... is coming. Shangyuan's lantern... will be very beautiful..."

The time wheel quickly turned around and stayed at the former Lantern Festival. Who can solve an old article when writing about the fate of half a lifetime? The moon is cold in his hometown, and the snow falls thousands of miles. His back disappears in the shadow of the lanterns, and I quietly folded a pale peach blossom in the depths of loneliness. I don't regret the business, and I just want to go with you. However, even if the marriage is thousands of miles away, it is only bitter and astringent, and it is rare for mandarin ducks to match.

From that moment on: Shangyuan lantern, only white snow. Doomed: You will hold the world and fail to make a good promise.

Li Shimin, this time... I didn't lie. This time, I can really go thoroughly. The sky outside this palace is so vast without you.

(the next volume is over)

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