When I became a Jade-faced Fox

Yu'er took out the wine that she had extorted from Senior Brother Zhu when she returned to Mount Li last time.

Several people began to ask each other how they were doing.

"I'm fine. I've been doing fine lately. I can't say I'm in high spirits, but I don't have any worries either."

Yu'er shook her head as she spoke, which made Sun Wukong laugh.

Sun Wukong didn't talk about himself, but looked at Ao Tingxin.

"Great Sage, please don't ask me. I have been having a hard time explaining myself recently. Thanks to Yu'er for enlightening me."

"It's just a coincidence today. If the Great Sage had arrived two days later, I would have left too."

"Hahaha, it's destined that the Fourth Princess and I, Old Sun, will have this encounter."

Ao Tingxin raised his glass and drank with Sun Wukong.

"I, Old Sun, have nothing to do recently, so I just wander around and catch some evil spirits."

"Didn't you see Yang Jian?" Yu'er picked up a piece of vegetable with chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth.

"It's not that easy to meet." Sun Wukong shook his head.

"I've been checking on Bajie recently. He's used to being lazy, but I see he's actually lost a lot of weight, and his belly has gotten smaller."

"I am Old Sun, I am Old Sun..."

Sun Wukong scratched the back of his hand, looking embarrassed, "I really feel sorry for him."

"I don't know when this will end."

Yu'er and Ao Tingxin didn't know how to respond to this.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong was not the kind of person who would spoil the fun, so he quickly changed the topic.

"Although I, Old Sun, have never seen Yang Jian, I have heard a little about him."

“He may still be carrying the burden of this heavenly God of Justice, but it seems that I have seen him at Guanjiangkou.”

"Slippery like a loach."

Sun Wukong sighed and drank another cup.

"It's not easy for Yang Jian..."

Ao Ting wanted to say something for Yang Jian, but he felt that what he said was a bit unreasonable.

He simply stopped talking and didn't continue.

There was silence for a few seconds before Yu'er spoke.

"Come here often when you have time, whether you want to rest your feet or stay for a few days."

"It's all good. If friends can't get together often, life will be boring."

After saying this, I always feel that the day is just around the corner.

But now Hong Rui has gone to heaven, and is very happy staying with Yue Lao.

Wu Jun also successfully entered Taoism and went on a journey with his master. Of course, Zhuzhu also went to the land temple.

However, the Zhu family and the land temple gradually lost contact.

Since the death of Zhu Bin and his wife, Jinding and Zhenzhu have not been around much, and Yuanbao has gone out to work as an official and is now quite old.

I don’t know if we’ll have the chance to meet again.

In addition, the best news is that Yu'er's parents have finally encountered the next level of thunder tribulation and reshaped their meridians and bodies!

She was completely well again, and Yu'er finally felt relieved from the burden on her heart.

"what?"

Yan Niang said that Princess Yang Yuhuan of Shou Prince became a nun and her Taoist name was Taizhen.

"Yes, sir, everyone is talking about it."

"It's ridiculous, it's pitiful."

Yu'er narrowed her eyes and looked at the Tang Palace. It was truly a place where people were eaten.

In this life, Yu'er met Yang Yuhuan, a gentle and docile woman.

She and Prince Shou were a loving couple, and it was not uncommon for Prince Shou to take her to the street and buy her all kinds of gadgets.

But in the end, it could not defeat the power of the emperor.

What Yu'er didn't expect was that the truth was far more absurd than she had imagined.

It was the Lantern Festival again. Emperor Taizong of Tang took his concubine Yang (Yang Yuhuan) to the top of the city wall to enjoy the fireworks together.

"See?"

Yu'er was standing side by side with Wei Mingzhang, guarding the entire Chang'an.

Yu'er turned her head slightly and asked Wei Mingzhang what he meant with her eyes.

"Do you know who the last favorite woman was?"

Wei Mingzhang raised his chin towards the city wall, and Yu'er shook her head.

"It's Concubine Wu Huifei, the mother-in-law of Concubine Yang."

"Mother-in-law?"

Wei Mingzhang nodded, "Consort Wu Hui, the great-niece of Empress Wu Zetian, has very impressive means."

"I'll tell you bit by bit."

Yu'er took out the bamboo leaf magic weapon, and the two of them simply sat down, placing some dried fruit snacks in the middle.

As for gossip, of course you have to listen to it while eating.

"Concubine Wu Hui, but this person is the apple of my eye. You have heard that she killed three kings in one day."

"It's all for her. One prince, two princes, and not a day has passed."

Yu'er took a walnut and cracked it open. "Maybe there are some political factors behind it."

"The emperor's mind, no one can see through it and explain it clearly."

Wei Mingzhang went on to say, "She was extremely favored and gave birth to four sons and three daughters."

Yu'er's eyes widened instantly and she looked at Li Longji. He was not too old and could be said to be still in his prime.

"How old was she when she died?"

Wei Mingzhang calculated in his mind, "It shouldn't be too old, not even forty years old."

"Seven children, my goodness. Giving birth is really very exhausting for women."

"She really didn't die from this disease. She died of fright. It was because of that incident of killing three kings in one day."

This made Yu'er not know what to say.

"Let's talk about Concubine Yang again. She was originally the wife of Prince Shou, who was the third son of Concubine Wu Hui."

Yu'er curled her lips. This was why she was not very willing to go to the Tang Palace.

The Li family really doesn't care much about ethics.

"More importantly, it is said that Yang Guifei looks very much like Wu Huifei, so she was chosen."

Wanwan Leiqing? A substitute? Who are you looking at through me?

As expected, novels come from life, and life is a big romance drama.

"I think Concubine Wu Hui's coffin lid can't be held down any longer." Yu'er's mouth twitched, "If it were me, I would be so angry that I would die."

"Look, does that person look happy again?"

"She will probably never smile like she did when she was with Prince Shou again in her life."

Yang Guifei on the city wall had a smile on her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes.

It was like wearing a mask on his face, suppressing all his real emotions underneath the mask.

"Beauty in prosperous times is a means for emperors to demonstrate their power."

"After a while, all nations will come to pay homage to the emperor, and Concubine Yang will also be present."

Yu'er raised her eyes and said, "No wonder everyone wants to be the emperor."

"To hold the power of the world when awake, and to lie on the lap of a beauty when drunk, is indeed a joy."

"But this kind of happiness, every bit of it, is built on the blood and tears of a woman."

Yu'er didn't know what she meant by saying this, she just felt helpless.

Wei Mingzhang didn’t know what to say, so he just patted Yu’er on the shoulder.

"She's so pitiful."

"Yes, after all, there is only one person who can become the current Wu Zhao."

"It is so difficult for a woman to control her own destiny."

Yu'er thought of her previous life, where she had seen someone say that Yang Yuhuan and Li Longji lived in perfect harmony.

But if you think about it, after having a husband who shares the same feelings with you, how could anyone fall in love with a man who is 34 years older than you?

As expected, history is written by the victors or those in power.