King's man

The bright moon rises high, streaming in the mid-air with clear brilliance, illuminating thousands of miles.Outside the Qiankun Gate, Murong Su waited in line with five thousand elite soldiers.The city tower is high and deep, and the shadow of the moon casts long.Yu Wanying climbed up the tower step by step.She was wearing a white dress, which was the clothes she wore when she saw him for the last time before entering the palace.The strong wind on the city tower blows her dress flying.She looked up at the bright moon in the sky, the moon was so full, so bright, so bright.The night breeze is gentle, the thousands of families are quiet, the bright moon is in the sky, and the thousands of miles are clear.What a beautiful night!Under the city tower, there are thousands of troops and horses in silence.As long as there is an order, there will be sword light and fire shadow.No.She saw him among thousands of people at a glance, that person was her hero, her general, the person she had been thinking about day and night, and dreamed of.At this time, he stood proudly, handsome and elegant, with a jade tree facing the wind.When she glanced at him, she would still be moved like countless times before. He was right in front of her eyes, as if it was just yesterday, and they still embraced each other affectionately.Yes, he is right in front of your eyes, they were only separated by this deep palace wall before, she should no longer be bound by this city wall, she wants to get close to him and embrace him.

In the exquisite and clear night, all the soldiers at the city gate saw a white figure jumping down from the tower.That white figure, like a phoenix with its tail opened after a holy bath, rides the bright moonlight and descends ethereally, shining with an untouchable silver light.Murong Su suddenly saw her look up at him, her eyes were shining, they were unusually gentle and charming.is her!He was stunned for a moment, as if possessed by a demon, his whole body turned into stone, and he stood still, unable to move.

Everyone was stunned. At that moment, the world was extremely silent, as if the sound of moonlight streaming down could be heard quietly.It wasn't until Yu Wanying lay quietly on the ground, until everyone started to marvel in a low voice, that Murong Su regained his composure, and he rushed over to her side.Gaze at her, dizzy. "Why?" The voice was extremely sad, painful and desolate. "Why?" He leaned over and hugged her, but it was strangely gentle.Yu Wanying looked into his sad eyes, and her heart was so soft that she couldn't bear it.How many times of looking back infatuatedly, I have already promised my whole life.How many beautiful reminiscences are destined to be a lifelong bondage.Although they have never been together, they have long been integrated into each other's lives.Yu Wanying smiled slightly, her eyes fascinated, "General, hold me." She said, her voice was as soft as a pool of spring water melting.

Murong Su hugged her tightly and walked towards the east of the city.There, there used to be pear blossoms all over the sky.There are only bare branches in winter, it doesn't matter, the pear blossoms will bloom again in spring, blooming all over the sky and the world.As beautiful as she is.In the future, he will plant cherry blossoms all over the capital, so that every year the cherry blossoms will bloom for her.

The Qiankun Gate opened suddenly, and Yang Hong came out.He looked at the army waiting outside the city gate, and pointed his finger forward: "Enclose all the mansions of civil and military officials!" the street ran.

When all this happened, Du Jinghong and Lan Ling had been escorted by Qu Guang to Shuiyue Nunnery.The bright moon is clear, and the thousand mountains are desolate.The cold winter.Quiet night.The ancient ginkgo in the courtyard stands quietly under the moonlight, and its frost-stained branches spread out in all directions.A sound of wooden fish beating the time. "This exists, so that exists; this is born, so that is born; this is not, so that does not exist; this is gone, so that is gone." The person who knocked the wooden fish sat quietly in the Buddhist hall, reciting Buddhist scriptures, but her mood tonight was a little restless.The arrival of Du Jinghong and Lanling made her long-lost heart fluctuate again.They are different from her, Ruhua Liunian came here to face the lonely wall alone, she always felt uneasy.After stopping the wooden fish and scriptures, she stood up and walked outside the hall. A lone bird on the old tree suddenly spread its wings and flew away, bringing with it a gust of wind.

For whom does Gu Hong fly?Why is the bright moon born?Du Xuan, the current Master Xuanqing, stood in front of the hall and looked at the bright moon in the sky, with an unknown melancholy floating in her clear state of mind.When the past is silent with the dust, why is the moon eternal?Year after year, the bright moon flows through the past and present, illuminating thousands of rivers.The ancients have returned, and the present will eventually pass away with the wind.Since I will be silent in the end, why is my obsession born at this moment?Say no worries, really no thoughts?In the world of mortals, in the world, there is only one person who makes her feel uneasy.After all, that was her son, conceived in October, with ten fingers connected to a heart.When you want to break, you never break, the cloud is not necessarily empty.Xuan Qing let out a long sigh, and went back to the hall to chant sutras.The left hand dials the beads, one by one, and the right hand holds the wooden fish, one by one.I don't know how many hours later, Xuanqing vaguely saw an acacia tree standing in the courtyard under the moonlight, and the branches grew wildly against the moonlight, growing taller and more tangled, almost blocking the bright moon, in the blink of an eye, She saw a child sitting on a high branch, he was so weak and thin, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, she was very worried, when she looked again, the vine branches of the branch entangled him, and the branches were getting closer The tighter, what to do, what to do... She was worried and anxious, and suddenly, with a bang, the big tree fell down, and the little boy was thrown out, like a fallen leaf, quiet and lonely, thin and desolate, Xianer!She exclaimed, and wanted to run over, but her body couldn't move, she struggled, her hands and feet couldn't control her at all, and she saw the boy fall heavily to the ground, Xian'er!Xian'er... Xuan Qing struggled to wake up, and saw everyone surrounding her.She instantly understood that something happened to the palace.In the end it was the nunnery master who stood up and said: "Xuanqing, you are not feeling well, please rest!" After the host finished speaking, he took everyone out again.Only Du Jinghong and Lanling were still there, they supported each other, tears streaming down their faces. "I persuaded my cousin, he mistakenly believed in Yang Hong." Du Jinghong said, her voice choked up.Xuan Qing was silent for a while, then raised his eyes to look at her, and his eyes returned to calm: "Everything has its definite order. Go and rest!"

When Qingping woke up, it was almost noon.The sun outside the window was bright and warm, not like winter at all.He turned over and the bed was empty.Where is Your Majesty?His Majesty.He gradually remembered.Last night, after drinking that glass of wine, he saw that Yang Xian's fascination was gone, and he felt uncontrollable sadness in his heart. Suddenly, he saw Chen Huilan running in in a panic. He had never seen her lose her composure like this before.She walked slowly to Yang Xian's side, helped him tidy up his appearance, and then saw her draw her sword and kill herself, he cried out in surprise and fell down.Why did you wake up again?The one who drank that glass of wine by himself, why is he still alive?His Majesty has passed away forever, what's the point of leaving him alive.Thinking about it, Qingping glanced at the room, it was the place where he lived when he first entered the palace.At that time, all the officials advised him to drive him out of the palace, but he insisted on keeping him and arranged him in this room, or from then on, everything was doomed, right?His slender eyebrows and long eyes, his gentleness, his silence, and his majesty, will never be seen again.Qingping was disheartened and in so much pain that she didn't even have the strength to get up for a while, so she just lay down in a daze, motionless.

"Are you awake?" Yang Hong walked in imposingly.Qingping glanced at him, then continued to be in a daze, pretending that he didn't exist. "I have a lot of political affairs to deal with. Since you have nothing to say, I will go to work on my own." Yang Hong said, turning around and leaving.He calls himself me."Zhen," this word deeply stimulated Qingping again, his heart ached like being pricked by a needle. "Why, let me live?" He stared blankly at the beam and asked.

Yang Hong turned around, smiling softly and calmly, "Do you think your life is up to you?" He glanced at Qingping with great interest, and then said, "That glass of ordinary wine is just to test It's just you! Haha, actually I don't care about your life or death, but I promised my beauty that I will hand you over to her." After Yang Hong finished speaking, he left with a smile.

Qingping was the only one in the room.So warm and bright sunshine, but so sad and hopeless in my heart.Take good care of the children.That was the last sentence he said to me. If I hadn't been cowardly, I should have told him that the child was his, so he wouldn't have to be so sad.Even though he believed that the child was mine, he was still willing to forgive me, and that kind of considerateness, no one else in this world is like this, there is only one him.Only him.But he is gone, gone forever.But his child, I must take good care of him.Yes, little princess, I want to protect the little princess.Only then did Qingping realize that she forgot to ask Yang Hong about that child.He got up and got out of bed with support, his feet felt like he was stepping on cotton, he was vacillating, and he was almost unsteady.I'm going to see the little princess.Thinking about it, Qingping walked out weakly step by step.

When Qingping walked to Lanxiang Palace, there was still a faint fragrance in the courtyard, and the two hibiscus trees in front of the palace were still bathed in sunlight.Back then, under the hibiscus tree, he watched the woman throw jade and dance.At that time, the hibiscus flowers were blooming, the sound of broken jade was crisp and sweet, and the dance of that person was elegant and graceful.Where are you now?She pulled out her sword so resolutely and followed him.The courtyard is empty and the hall is silent.The fragrance of flowers remains.The child is not here.He turned and left.

Qingping continued to go eastward, and the gate of Yueyingyuan was closed tightly.He knocked for a long time, and finally the one who opened the door came out, but it was Send Jin. Qing Ping saw that her eyes were red, and the tears were still wet. "Where's Concubine Yu?" He asked.Song Jin glanced at him, and the tears flowed out uncontrollably. "You will never see her again, the empress is dead." Song Jin said, and closed the door tightly again.

There are too many sad things, and I can't bear to add another one.Qingping turned around in a daze, thinking of her suddenly, thinking of her looking at him like that the day before yesterday, that kind of eyes really worried him.Could something happen to her too?He hurriedly ran to Yu Fengyuan, pushed open the door and went in, Liuxue lifted the curtain and poked his head out to see, "Is she okay?" Qingping asked anxiously, without stopping, rushed into the room, I saw Chu Xi standing quietly beside the desks.Qingping breathed a sigh of relief, feeling her body was unbearably weak.Seeing her safe, he looked at her and smiled until tears flowed down his face. "Fortunately, you're fine," Qingping said out of breath, only to find out that Yang Hong was also there.Yang Hong took a few steps forward, held Chu Xi in his arms, and said, "My beauty, I promised you to keep him. Now that he has come by himself, what are you going to do with him?"

Qingping watched this scene in astonishment.Before he could react, he saw Chu Xi turn around and put her jade arm around Yang Hong's neck, laughing, "Your Majesty, Chu Xi hasn't made up his mind yet, does Your Majesty have any good suggestions?" The sound of the music is sweet and beautiful, still so fragile, and still so charming.Qingping understood, her heart was pierced like a knife, and she couldn't speak of the pain.

"He likes to be a woman, why don't you eunuch him and let him go?" Yang Hong looked at Chu Xi and said with a refined smile.

"Your Majesty, that's a good idea. It's not a loss for him to even have a daughter!" Chu Xi responded with a gentle and light voice, which was gentle and pleasant.

Qingping kept looking at Chu Xi, but Chu Xi never looked at him again.With a wave of Yang Hong's arm, someone took Qingping out and castrated him.

Yang Hongzhao announced to the world: Emperor Xihe's lingering illness could not be healed for a long time, and he died on the night of November [-]th in the tenth year of Xihe.Empress Chen Huilan is dignified and virtuous, and she has a deep affection with the emperor and his wife, so she goes with the emperor.Other.The actor Qingping □□ the harem, Yang Si is Qingping's illegitimate son, and his title of Princess Changning is abolished.

The imperial list had only been posted for three days, and news of the empress dowager's death came again.Therefore, the emperor, empress, and queen mother were buried together, and Zhongping held the most grand funeral since the founding of the country.White banners hung all over the palace, and mourning and joy lingered in the palace.Yang Hong invited 81 monks to do rituals for [-] days.All of a sudden, the sound of chanting scriptures kept going day and night in the Hall of Cultivating Mind.

When Qingping woke up again, it was already evening.I don't know how long it took, he got up, dizzy, and the action brought back physical pain, as well as the pain of psychological humiliation.At this time, he saw vegetables and food on the table, but he had no appetite at all.Yang Xian, Chu Xi, castration, life hit him one after another.But right now, he wants to find the little princess.He still wants to see her.

Qingping went to Yufengyuan again.Long road, deep wall.Twilight faded behind him, and the night fell with the cold.The palace lantern was already on, and his figure was shortened and then elongated under the light. He was alone, lonely and desolate.Qingping hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and knocked on Yu Fengyuan's door.This time, it was Ning Lu who opened the door. She didn't seem to know what to do with him, so she ignored him and turned around to tell Chu Xi.Qingping walked in slowly, the courtyard was quiet and bleak in the dark night, the warm yellow light of the candles came out from the gap in the door curtain, it was a bit dim.Qingping lifted the curtain and walked in. Chu Xi was standing in front of the window.She didn't look at him or move.Qingping walked over, Chu Xi turned to face him, he saw that her eyes were shining, but they were tears.Qingping was taken aback, and reached out her hand to wipe her tears, "Do you know, seeing you cry makes my heart hurt more than killing me." His lips were pale, but his voice was quite gentle.

Chu Xi took a step back, avoiding his hand. "You hate me in your heart now, just to make you feel the pain of being hurt and let down!" Her voice was very cold, like blaming, like accusing.But her eyes fell on Qingping's eyes, so sad and beautiful.Let him intolerable. "I don't know how to love you. I even want to give you my heart. How can I hate you! If you are happy, I will give you this life." He said, tears welling up uncontrollably out.

"You lied! You lied to me." She shook her head, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Qingping was so anxious that her eyes darkened and she almost fell down.He barely held on, and said again: "That night, the emperor really knew about us. If I take you away, we will be captured by him in the end. I know that he will not do anything to me, but when What do you do at that time, my biggest fear is that I can't protect you. I can't let him hurt you, do you understand?"

"You even have children." Chu Xi turned around. "I don't believe you!"

"The little princess really belongs to the emperor. That night, I sent you back, and then I went back to the banquet hall. Lin Mei stopped me on the way and handed me a bottle. She said that she wanted to conceive a dragon child." , asked me to help her. I thought that the emperor has no heirs, which is a good thing for him, so I agreed. According to the plan, I quietly put the medicine into the emperor's wine glass, waited for him to drink it, helped him back to the Hall of Cultivation of Heart, and then left Yes. That night, it was Lin Mei who went to the emperor's bedroom. Do you know where I was that night? I just stayed in front of your door all night. Yufengyuan is so quiet, there is no light or sound, I think You're already asleep. I don't want to disturb you, but I don't want to leave either. I just sit there, thinking about all the things we danced together, every movement, every turn, every eye contact... I think I must be crazy, in such a cold day, I don’t feel cold, I don’t feel sleepy.”

As Qingping said, she lowered her head. "Chuxi! Chuxi! Why did God let me meet you? You know that when I was lying in bed in illness, I was looking forward to your coming every day, even if you came to see me once! That day you really came, and I I'm afraid, I don't even dare to look at you. Because if I just look at you, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself again. Chuxi, Chuxi..."

"Stop talking!" Chu Xi replied, then walked away.Qingping chased after her and hugged her.She was so light, so petite, so frail, so beautiful.He gently carried her into the yard.The bright moon has risen, although it is incomplete and not round, it is still very bright.

Qingping gently put Chu Xi on the ground, stretched her arms, and led her to dance the "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix".Ten finger orchids, water sleeves stretched.The waist is soft and the ring is swaying.The pupils are clear and the waves in the eyes are gentle.Qingping's eyes melted and lingered in her pupils.He opened his mouth and sang "Gong Hua", the song written for her:

The flowers on the windowsill bloom over and over again,

The sound of cicadas is gone, autumn is cold,

With a beautiful face, he leans on a railing alone.

the cool scent of flowers,

deep palace walls,

One heavy and one heavy distant.

That year,

dance all over the city,

A beautiful image that can't be shaken away from now on.

that one look,

The heart is hopeless,

An unforgettable face.

The evening lights light up one after another,

Rouge tears, arousing pity,

The figure is slender, tossing and turning difficult to sleep.

the long night,

melting moonlight,

Inch by inch miss.

That year,

hold your hand,

Hope forever.

that one look,

spring water is born,

For love in the ends of the earth.

That year,

Enchanted God Pool,

It is forever in the world of mortals.

that one look,

unforgettable,

It is already the nostalgia of the beginning of chaos.