In ancient times, the victor is the king, who is the one who sighs silently?
"Hahahahahahaha, I would rather wither away alone than fall into the world." Mrs. Lu lowered her head and laughed wildly. When she raised her head again, tears were streaming down her face.
I always thought that the emperor was ruthless and ungrateful, but I found out about this when I was already beyond redemption. But what's the use of knowing it?
Mrs. Lu just looked at the emperor intently, and the emperor no longer concealed any of his feelings, staring at him affectionately.
"Shao Xuan," Lu murmured in a low voice. Maybe others didn't hear it clearly. Although Song Wan, who has practiced martial arts, is not good at martial arts, her body functions have reached the highest level among her peers in all aspects. She really heard it.
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What Lu said was, "I'm sorry for you. I made such a big mistake. How can I look back? Do I still have a chance to look back? I'm sorry for you, sorry for the Lu family, and even more sorry for myself. How can I have the face to face the world?"
Parents are facing you."
"Stop her quickly." Song Wan was already being held hostage and could not move. They could only watch helplessly as a dagger suddenly slipped out of Lu's right sleeve. Everyone thought she was seeking revenge for her death and wanted to assassinate the emperor.
However, the emperor thought that her target was Concubine Ling, so he threw himself at Concubine Ling and protected her behind him, but Mrs. Lu smiled miserably...
When Shao Xuan reacted, the dagger slipped to the ground. Lu's slender waist could not stand up and she slowly fell to the ground, with tears rolling down her eyes.
The younger brother of the Lu clan lost consciousness for a while, and this loss of consciousness became his last expression in the world. A blue light beam lit up from beside Song Wan. The guards saw clearly that the blue light was emitted by the blue fox.
Yes, Lu's traitor was frozen into ice at the moment of loss of consciousness.
Shao Xuan dodged and hugged Lu Meier, who had not yet fallen to the ground.
"Meier, Meier, I have always liked you. Ever since you entered the palace, your every move has touched my heart, and it has been till now. But I never thought that you would put me under house arrest, let alone that time back then.
You did it, why exactly? Born in an emperor's family, it's so cold at high places, there are so many things you can't help yourself with, so many things you can't do." Tears flashed in the corners of Shao Xuan's eyes.
"I often think about taking you far away, traveling around mountains and rivers, but how many people will be like us? They will be homeless and even have nothing to eat. I can't be so selfish, and I have always been selfish.
I thought you would understand." Shao Xuan's green and white jade-like fingers gently caressed Lu's face, wiping away the blood from the corners of her mouth. The man would not shed tears easily, but Shao Xuan's tears finally fell down.
Come down.
"Mei'er knows what the emperor said, and now she knows that it's Mei'er's fault. Mei'er must be blamed for her death. Mei'er hopes that Concubine Ling will replace Mei'er and assist the emperor well in the future. Mei'er, just,
Let's go first. On the road to hell, my brother will be with so many clan elders, and maybe even a few gods. Meier will not feel lonely. If, if there is an afterlife, Meier will still be Sanlang's wife, and she will never do stupid things again.
, Saburo, are you willing?"
"Yes, I am willing. If there is an afterlife, we can be an ordinary couple together. The man will farm and the woman will weave. We don't want to be successful, but we just want to grow old together." Ms. Lu struggled to wipe away the mottled tears on his face:
"Sanlang, Sanlang, if there is an afterlife, would Sanlang be willing to promise that the oath of eternal love, deep love, hiding the beauty in the golden house, and the old age in the snow belong to Meier alone, and not to let the beautiful woman grow old alone and languish for you?" Lu Shi trembled in pain.
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"I, Shao Xuan, have made an agreement with Lu Mei'er that if there is an afterlife, we will raise eyebrows together and never leave, until we know that our hair will be mottled and we will die in the same hole." As he said this, Shao Xuan's face was blurred by tears.
"In this way, Mei'er can leave with peace of mind. Xuan, don't cry, you can't cry. The rebels will not be allowed to stay. Sister Shuang'er will take good care of the emperor for me. Mei'er is so cold, so cold, so scared..."
Lu used to grab Shao Xuan's hand, not wanting to let go. This loosening lasted a lifetime.
Lu's murmur slowly became inaudible...
Songwan knew that Mrs. Lu was in danger, and even if she was willing to take action, nothing could be saved. For the sake of this world, she must die.
Although Song Wan was young and young, she had read a lot of history books, especially unofficial histories, and used them to tell stories. Emperors had always been lovers since ancient times. This kind of friendship made him a rare and infatuated emperor in the world.
Tang Lingshuang silently walked to Lu, squatted down, and wiped the corners of Lu's bleeding mouth. Tears had already wet her front. She just watched silently, holding Lu's hand to give her a touch of warmth, but Lu finally
He still weakly let go of her hand.
At this moment, Mrs. Tang burst into tears, as if the person who died was not her jealous love rival, nor the enemy who framed her and her family, but her close friend who had known each other for many years. Maybe not many people in the harem knew the queen, but Concubine Ling was definitely not there.
How many people accounted for one share.
At this moment, she was not the noble concubine who was struggling for a glimmer of life in the palace struggle for power. She seemed to be just a nineteen-year-old girl who had never experienced anything in the world. The real sadness in her cries made the guards around her unable to help themselves.
Crying, maybe the tears are filled with compassion, human kindness, or a trace of sorrow for the death of a rabbit or a fox, who knows?
Song Wan couldn't help but sigh, "God, why do you always like to tease people?"
At a young age, she didn't know how much Shao Xuan showed true feelings, but she could see that Tang was really sad, because although men know how to appreciate women better than women, women understand women's hearts better than men.
No one felt sorry for the poor guy who was frozen into ice or gave him a second glance.
The emperor ordered Lu Meier to be buried with empress rites. This was Empress Yuanzhen in history. Although she rebelled, she still remained in the royal family tree and enjoyed the empress' lavish funeral ceremony.
Historians didn't comment much on this matter. They were joking, and the later Empress Xiaoren didn't say anything. What's more, Empress Xiaoren strictly prohibited future generations from mentioning this matter.
Song Wan gently pushed away the dagger that was still on her neck. With the sound of the dagger clinking on the ground, everyone became more awake and came back to their senses.
Shao Xuan stood up first and asked calmly: "Are you okay?"
"No, it's okay. I'm sorry. People can't escape death after all. You want to protect her, but she has done those treacherous things. You can't protect her no matter what. This way at least you can preserve the friendship between you and your body.
When you are in a high position, you can't help yourself with many things. It's not your fault or her fault. What's wrong is fate."
Songwan didn't know how to comfort them, but the few words she exchanged made the people around her look at the little girl with admiration.
"It's my love." Shao Xuan put down Lu Mei'er, stood up, bowed deeply to Song Wan, and once again became the emperor who dominated the people's life and death, making Song Wan sigh deeply.
A person's face changes faster than he can turn the pages of a book.
The emperor sent people up and down to check left and right to make sure Songwan was fine, and then he finally felt relieved and waited for the response from outside the palace.
He had already learned from Lu's last words that there were indeed several immortals outside the palace. I wonder if those two could handle it. Seeing that the two children were not worried, it should be no problem. Even an accompanying pet could handle it.
So powerful, let alone the master, Shao Xuan lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Lu Moji, who had fallen to the ground and shattered into pieces, and felt a sense of fear.
In fact, Shao Xuan misunderstood this point. Lanlan and the others were indeed accompanying pets, but they were not Qingshui's. Qingshui gave them to Songwan. Songwan did not treat them as pets, so they were just accompanying them, not pets.
Those two children should not be so bad. This is Shao Xuan's feeling. At least he feels that they are different in some way. Otherwise, how could they become disciples of the immortal at such a young age?
He couldn't help but shake his head. This is not what he should be thinking about now. What he should be thinking about is how to deal with this rebellion and the officials involved. Thinking about this, he couldn't help but look up and glanced at Tang Lingfeng standing in front of him.
His resolute cheeks set off a python-colored official uniform, and he has a slim and tall figure. From the first time he saw him, he knew that he was a loyal minister and a capable person. He reused him, and there was no Ling Shuang at all.
reason.
Tang Lingshuang may be special in his eyes. He likes her very much. He likes her talent, purity, kindness and kindness, but what he really loves is Lu Meier. Without Lu Meier, he doesn't know what will happen to Concubine Ling in the future. At least now she feels that she is interested in him.
That's the most important thing.
The harem cannot be left without a master for a day, so he immediately made a decree to make Concubine Ling of the Tang family his queen, and held a canonization ceremony during the Lantern Festival next year.
This imperial edict made Tang Lingfeng, who had just met him, extremely surprised and kowtowed repeatedly.
The emperor ordered a strict search for Concubine Jing, who had disappeared when the queen lost power. If the queen was an evil tiger, then Concubine Jing was the front paw of the evil tiger.
If a tiger dies without its claws, the claws will naturally not be able to escape.
Concubine Jing Xingsu and Concubine Ling were both from Jinxi. Shao Xuan decided to clean up the court, so people from the Su family were naturally indispensable.
"My dear, please wake up. After this incident, the palace needs a major purge. There are not many people I can trust. My dear, please share your opinion."
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Looking outside the palace, with Qing Shui and Ouyang Jingsong taking action, what kind of rebellion cannot be quelled?
It’s a piece of cake for any god, let alone a few minions who have developed in the upper world. Later, Qing Shui made a heavy note to the immortal world about this matter, "This account will be settled later."
Yu Lou, who returned from the same journey, brought back Concubine Jing and other party members who had failed to escape, Shao Xuan, Long Yan Dayue.
According to Songwan, the person involved, when he came back, Qingshui Xianzun's face was frighteningly blue, as if he had fallen into a dye vat. Ouyang Jingsong remained silent and did not mention anything about rebelling against the party.
Song Wan had never seen her master look like this before, and she didn't dare to ask anything. Apeng was very sensible, and naturally he wouldn't find it unpleasant.
This mythical rebellion in history has basically ended here.
Historians have summarized the merits and demerits of many years in one word
The truth can no longer be found, lost in the years
The winner always carves out the story and the loser sighs in silence
Who can understand the heroes of this lifetime that they were once so lonely?
A tree carrying the setting sun carries the autumn wind
Who can share the ninety thousand miles of sky?
The endless pursuit has come to an end in the flames of war
The majestic palace collapsed and screamed silently.
The beauty in the mirror was burned to withered bones before it faded away
The most unbearable thing in the world
Who has whispered in the depths of vague memory?
Being the master of the world once is not as good as being in the world for a hundred years
Some people laugh wildly and sing songs while crying in the scorching flames
The ancient city watched silently
Commentary on the romantic tea of the past through the ages
The yellowed paper is mottled and left to people to judge what is right or wrong.
Only a few strokes of pen and ink in a century have gently opened the page.
Who can remember that they were so alive when the annals of history turn around?
The vast sea and sky were once vast
After years of wasted time, it has passed away
A life of wandering and ups and downs, a series of poems and poems
There are no more engraved words in the transcribed pages
Before the cliff, one can still vaguely discern the end of the hero
Hengjian's screams are the fault of the world
Calmly and calmly, look around in all directions and surrender
How to interpret the clenched fists in the sleeves of the robe
The prosperous times may also be engraved in books