Messenger of Bliss

After Heitu quickly hid Ah Han in the warm tent, Xue Ji quickly blew out the candles and bowed her head in reverence and reverence, "My concubine... Welcome Your Majesty."

"Hmm." The emperor waved his hand behind him, "Why don't you light the lamp?"

Xue Ji buried her head even lower, "...this disease of my concubine cannot be seen."

The emperor didn't let Xue Ji fall down, but just looked around the pitch-black hall, he couldn't see anything clearly, the oppression of the darkness made him a little irritable, "Gu Fang... seems to hear who the queen is talking to?"

"Oh." Xue Ji smiled, "Yes... the concubine is ordering the servant."

"Is it…"

The emperor was silent with his hands behind his back, and even the cold wind seemed to be still in the dark and ink-painted hall, leaving only the cold heartbeats in the hall.

thump.thump.thump.

"Are you... really sick?"

"Go back to the emperor, I'm really sick." Xue Ji's voice was full of laughter, but her throat was choked up and trembling, "Did the emperor come to visit my concubine?"

"Yeah, I haven't seen you in January, I miss you very much."

Even perfunctory seemed embarrassing, but she accepted it anyway.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Ah."

It was unbearable to be speechless again, until the sudden bright lights.

The sudden light pierced her heart like ten thousand arrows, dragged her into the ice cellar of the cold cave like an iron arm, held her head down, suffocated, but forced her to remain grateful.

"Do not…"

"You... queen... you..."

Even the founding emperor, who was used to storms and waves, saw that the person next to him who had been with him for [-] years had collapsed beyond human form in just one month, and it was difficult for him to regain his composure for a while.He couldn't even believe that the humble old woman under his feet was still her.

Will that noble, proud, and worshiped woman fall off the altar and wither?

"Xue Niang...is...is it you..."

Xue Ji closed her eyes, and suddenly sighed with relief, "It's a concubine."

"How...how could you..."

"I'm sick." She said lightly, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, this concubine is very ill, you should go back soon."

Take a step back each, tacitly, you and I are both decent.

"Ah."

The emperor squeezed the space between his brows, "Then, you should just rest and live alone for a while... Tomorrow, I will come to see you tomorrow."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The emperor shook his head, turned around and left, Xue Ji looked at the hurrying back and chuckled, "Your Majesty."

He stopped, but didn't look back, "Queen?"

Xue Ji smiled slightly. For some reason, the question she never pursued was blurted out at this moment.Maybe she vaguely realized that if she didn't ask, there would be no more chances, or maybe she was finally willing to face up to the answer she had already given in her heart, and she just wanted to confirm it one last time.

"The concubine has become so unbearable, will you still love me as before?"

The emperor turned his head stiffly. He was over half a hundred years old, but he was still heroic. Even though he forced a smile, he still had the majesty of his youth, which made Xue Ji unable to open her eyes.

"Yes. Queen, you have become what you are now, and Gu Ye still loves you as before."

If he said so, would you believe it?Bai Yan asked at that time.

If you don't believe me, so what? .

Her vision blurred with a smile, and she knelt down on the ground, facing her emperor husband, "I am afraid, thank you, Your Majesty."

"Don't overthink it."

The emperor put down these four words and left quickly.

"Ma'am..."

The maid called timidly at the door: "Do you want to put out the candle?"

It was rare for Xue Ji to have a good temper, "No need, you guys go out."

"Yes."

The heart is like gray wood, and the body is like a boat that is not tied.

All the persistence and self-deception collapsed at the moment of that person's indifference.

I don't blame you for being ruthless, I just ask you to be able to, even if there is a little more hypocrisy?

The gate of Chang'an Palace opened and closed, just like its owner's was riddled with holes.

"I want to go back to when he just woke up, he was like a baby, he didn't understand anything, he could only rely on me, I gave him all this world, he loved me... He loved me ..." Xue Ji told the story by herself, but before she said a few words, the sweet longing on her face turned into helpless sorrow, "Power, I hate power the most, the power that makes us drift away, but in the end, To be able to tie him by my side and force him to only look at me alone, unexpectedly, only power is left..."

"Xue Ji..."

"Hush..." Xue Ji pressed her fingers to her lips, "Before I regret it, take that child away."

"What about you?"

"Bai Yan, you're right, but I just can't let it go... The whole meaning of my life is to love him. I have nothing but love for him. Why don't I know how he treats me? But if I don't love him, Isn't life in vain..." Xue Ji let out a deep sigh, smiled sadly but relieved, "Who doesn't know that he is confused? Who doesn't know that he is stupid? Those who can see clearly are numb, those who can't see clearly mourn, hit What's the big deal about the hardships that you deserve, but you can't get over it..." She glanced at Bai Yan, and a sneer came out of her nose, "Fanyu Shangxian, you have cultivated for a thousand years, and your Taoism is so profound, you are not necessarily better than me Live more and understand..."

Bai Yan looked at him, hesitated to speak, and finally did not intend to say any more.

He has no position.

The Great Immortal of Bliss has always been a bluffing and deceitful god. Compassion or pity can't help anyone. In the final analysis, it's just playing tricks to cover up his own indifference.

Happiness is indispensable, hardship is indispensable, this is the true face of the Ultimate Bliss Gate.

"Well done."

Good for oneself, what a pale word.

Xue Ji lowered her eyes and gave him a blessing, "Fanyu Shangxian, let's encourage each other."

"Ah."

Bai Yan thumped his chest, there was something strange stuck there, is this the so-called "shame"?

He didn't want to think too much, and smiled at Heitu, "Let's go."

Heitu nodded, and was about to carry Ah Han on his back, his hands froze, and his ears moved a few times, "There is someone."

Before the words fell, there was a clear and clear child's voice from outside the hall, "Mother's Queen, Mother's Queen!"

"Ying'er?"

The prince's footsteps were quick but orderly, and he maintained his innate upbringing. It seemed that he had the concept of royal dignity at a young age. He deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke.

"I want to see the queen mother."

"Empress Empress..."

Xue Ji rubbed her temples, "Let him in."

"Yes."

"You all step back."

The crown prince was born round and round, with a look of helplessness on his face that didn't match his age. When he saw his mother's appearance, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then tears flooded all over his face like broken beads.He rushed over and hugged Xue Ji, crying loudly, "Queen Mother, what's wrong with you!"

Xue Ji smiled gratifiedly. In the frosty days, only this son can bring some warmth to herself.

He stroked the crown prince's head, "Ying'er, the queen mother is ill."

"Mother..." The crown prince wiped away tears, "Are you going to die?"

"Yes." Xue Ji looked into her son's innocent eyes lovingly, "Everyone will die. Ying'er, do you think your mother is ugly?"

The young man shook his head desperately, "Ying'er will definitely let the best imperial physician treat the empress!"

"Good boy..." Xue Ji kissed him on the forehead, "Let the queen mother hug you."

"Ok!"

Xue Ji hugged her son tightly and closed her eyes contentedly.Time is running out, he doesn't love me anymore, and the kids, the kids who look like him, our kids.

"Uh…"

The last sliver of lucky fantasy was also wiped out under the sudden rupture in the body.

She wasn't even in much pain, just pain.

Xue Ji's eyes widened suddenly, she pushed the prince away, the bright red soaked the white tulle, spread, spread again, on her violently heaving chest, a flower bloomed, the cruelest, Manzhu Sahua.

But she couldn't reach the other shore.

She stretched out her hand, her eyes were filled with blood and tears, and her pupils were filled with a layer of lamentable haze. She was distraught but couldn't laugh or cry, her hoarse throat was almost silent: "Why..."

The prince's lips trembled, "There is no reason, the queen mother and the emperor father, the son chose the emperor father."

There is no emperor who does not covet absolute domination, the supreme peak, and cannot tolerate others.

Relatives, friends, lovers, they have only one common name - different.

"You're only 12 years old! 12 years old..."

The prince held the bloody dagger in both hands, and it was hard to take it back. After taking this step, he could never look back.

He gritted his teeth, and a sinister smile appeared on his immature face, "Queen Mother, Emperor Father said that after you die, you will be crowned Queen of Heaven, and you will be honored..."

"To shut up!"

"Okay...okay..." The prince breathed a sigh of relief, and took a few steps closer, "Queen Mother, you also said that you will die, the emperor despises you, and this son is helping you..."

He became ruthless, and stabbed at his dying mother again, but just as he was about to succeed, a thin figure flew out from nowhere, and that powerful dagger was inserted into the heart of a stranger without hesitation.

"Who are you!"

"She loves you so much...why...hurt her?"

Ah Han held back the severe pain, and approached this younger brother step by step. For the first time, that kind of emotion called hatred arose in his simple heart. He wanted to kill him, this unscrupulous thing. Love, what a precious gift, a gift that he couldn't even dream of, but was easily abandoned and trampled on by this person, like nothing, it is unforgivable and intolerable!

"Come here... come here!"

The crown prince probably forgot that whoever sends someone away will suffer the consequences.

"who are you?"

"I…"

My mother won't let me say it, I can't say it.

Ah Han directly rushed towards the prince. The prince has been proficient in riding and shooting since he was a child. Ah Han was so thin that he was not his opponent.But he lost a lot of blood, the prince kicked the wound hard and let out a muffled groan, Ah Han vomited a mouthful of blood, couldn't hold it any longer, and passed out completely.

The prince stood up out of breath, shook it a few times, wiped off the blood stains on his face, and staggered towards Xue Ji with the dagger in his hand. Xue Ji stared at him motionless, and suddenly laughed wildly, "Decided Mingzong, did that filthy thing run onto Yinger, didn’t he? Didn’t he! He wanted to kill me because of that filthy thing, didn’t he! Hahaha...you tell me yes! What about Yinger? Would you want to kill your mother? My Yinger is so good, how could she be... such a child! Jue Mingzong, answer me... answer me quickly... hahaha... answer me..."

Even to kill her, he tried his best to find a lame excuse for him to shirk.It seems that the one who is loved takes it for granted no matter what he does.

"No."

Jue Mingzong was reticent because he never lied, but there was nothing to say about the world if he didn't lie.

"He...even the last few days...can't wait...ha...haha...hahahaha...."

The crown prince looked at the queen and roared into the air, but he seemed to be pinched by the neck, and stopped speaking abruptly.Watching her fall to the ground like a dead leaf, the pupils gradually spread, the shock, confusion, disappointment, grief and anger inside finally turned into a blank sheet of paper, and together with her life, disappeared in the bottomless cold of despair night.

"Mother... Queen Mother..."

He swallowed, his heart beating like a drum, and tremblingly tried to test her breath, dead, completely dead.He breathed a sigh of relief, but the wide-open eyes made him feel guilty again. He covered her eyelids and found that Han did not fit her eyes.

He staggered and fell into a pool of blood, wait, there is one more person, where did he go?Where are you going!

He looked around in a panic, the ugly monster disappeared without a trace, is he human?Is it a ghost?Or hallucination?

Frightened, he climbed up in embarrassment, and without looking at his mother's body, he scurried away from this nightmare palace.

Heitu hugged Ah Han, and Bai Qian followed behind him, walking to the palace gate, bumping into his back suddenly.

"what happened?"

"Snow."

A little bit of cold iron is applied to the face, melts and slides off.

Mojon is cold, but no one has ever seen snow.

Bai Yan opened his palms, looked up at the silver flakes and fireflies flying all over the sky, and the swan geese flitting past the setting sun, and a mournful cry came from his ears——

"Empress Empress, dead!"

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Okay I know this chapter is kind of cruel. . .

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