The emperor has many things to do, busy with government affairs, balancing the forces of all parties, and dealing with the concubines in the harem. How can he have so much time to pay attention to the Shadow Pavilion?
The commander only needs to say "There is something unusual at the border and we need to find out the situation", and he can leave the imperial city smoothly.
Yun Zishu understood: "So the planning and layout in Dongyou also started at that time?"
Sicang nodded: "Yes."
"Did Concubine Gua help you?"
Sicang shook his head: "I didn't ask for her help."
"She must have been the one who wrote to you back then."
Sicang nodded: "I have met her more than once. Every time we meet, there will be more memories in my mind that are not mine."
Yun Zishu frowned: "Didn't you say you haven't seen her?"
"I've never seen her true face." Sicang explained, "Every time I see her she is covered with a veil."
Yun Zishu was silent.
"I have been trained in the Shadow Pavilion for many years. It is not difficult to investigate the truth of some things. But just in case, I spent the most time and energy on investigating the truth to ensure that nothing was missed before I started planning the power in Dongyou."
Yun Zishu leaned against the head of the bed, lowering her eyebrows and looking at the hands held by the two of them, "You said that every time you see her, you will have another memory that is not yours?"
"Yes." Sicang nodded, "Then I read a lot of records about Emperor Wen and Queen Dongshu, including official history, unofficial history, and miscellaneous history."
Yun Zishu didn't ask him what he had read, nor how much he knew about Emperor Wen and Queen Dongshu, or what happened between them. She just said lightly: "You had that dream before. When you learned that I would
Being tortured to death by the Xiao family, no matter whether this dream is true or false, it can at least be regarded as an early warning in this life. Doing something in advance can play a preventive role. However, hundreds of years have passed since the incident between Emperor Wen and Queen Dongshu. Do you think it is time to pursue the case?
Does the truth between them make sense?”
Sicang said nothing.
"What would you do if it was finally concluded that Emperor Wen really betrayed Queen Dongshu, or that Queen Dongshu had undue ambitions that led to the downfall of the Wei family?" Yun Zishu asked him, "What do you want to do?
Emperor Wen owed Dong Shu compensation for his actions? Even if there was compensation, what effect would it have? Can she come back from the dead? Can they go back to that dynasty and start over? The people who were implicated because of their relationship back then, and
How to make up for it?”
Sicang pursed his lips in silence and said nothing.
"The past has long been turned into dust, and there is no point in pursuing it." Yun Zishu sighed, "No matter whether we are the people in the past story or not, there is no need to add unnecessary troubles to ourselves. What I want is to go smoothly.
Emotionally, I don’t want to get entangled in the illusory love, hatred and resentment of my previous life. This will only make myself suffer, and it will do no good.”
Si Cang closed his eyes and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Why don't you speak?"
Si Cang came back to his senses, Qinggui's brows filled with a layer of loneliness and gloom: "If His Highness's memory continues to recover..."
"No." Yun Zishu's voice was indifferent, "Although I don't know why Concubine Gua insists on leading me to investigate things that happened hundreds of years ago, but I don't like to be controlled by others. The more she does this, the more I will resist.
, I will never let her get her wish."
Sicang probably didn't expect to hear such an answer. He raised his eyes and looked at Yun Zishu, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes: "Does Your Highness think I am weak?"
Yun Zishu nodded casually: "It's true."
Sicang: "..."
"Perhaps the deeper you like me, the more you worry about gains and losses?" Yun Zishu said, unable to help frowning, "Does this mean that I don't like you as much as you like me?"
Sicang shook his head: "No, His Highness is more transparent and rational than me."
Yun Zishu was silent, with a somewhat speechless expression: "Sicang, you really don't look like a decisive and decisive prince at this time. If the emperor sees it, he may start to question your ability."
Sicang put his head on her lap: "Your Highness, please don't leave me. We will be together in this life."
Yun Zishu reached out her hand and stroked the top of his head: "So you are worried about making the same mistakes again in this life, so you insist on letting me take power?"
"Well." Sicang said in a low voice, "If power can become a weapon for two people who love each other to be suspicious of each other, I would rather eliminate the source from the beginning."
Yun Zishu thought for a long time and nodded slowly: "Okay."
Si Cang was stunned and raised his head to look at her: "Your Highness?"
"I respect your idea." Yun Zishu smiled lightly, "Besides, I have my own goals. Although I have wavered in my thoughts before, for various reasons, I think there is no harm in holding power in my hands."
Si Cang pursed his lips slightly: "Your Highness, are you serious?"
"Really." Yun Zishu sighed, "I've thought about it. If we really turn against each other for some reason in the future, I at least have a bargaining chip to protect myself -"
"No." Sicang raised his hand to touch her lips, frowning, as if he was unhappy, "As long as His Highness doesn't abandon me in the future, there will never be any opposition between us."
Yun Zishu looked at him.
"We will not turn against each other." Sicang emphasized, "Never."
Yun Zishu raised her hand and pinched his face: "If you don't want to turn against me, be good in the future. Don't make excuses for me anymore. You are in a dream and hesitate to speak, making you feel like you want to cultivate and become an immortal."
"Cultivation to become an immortal?"
"Even the past and present lives have been revealed, will we be able to create a monster in the future?" Yun Zishu's tone was a little more playful, "If we bring out King Yama and Po Meng again, maybe we can just stick with this story.
Write a storybook?"
Storybook?
Sicang pursed his lips slightly and frowned deeply.
"The Concubine Gua is the one who pulls the strings." Yun Zishu said, "She is a prophet of the unknown, omnipotent, knowledgeable about astronomy and geography... In the past, the emperor and the queen could not love each other, which led to a poignant palace love story.
Through the omnipotent arrangement of Concubine Gua, who goes against the will of heaven and changes fate, the two of them finally get back together, how wonderful is that?"
Si Cang's eyebrows relaxed and the corners of his lips raised slightly: "I think it's okay."
"Really?" Yun Zishu raised her eyebrows, "Since ancient times, poignant love stories have been sought after by women in the boudoir. They are bored in the boudoir. Reading storybooks can not only kill time, but also imagine the love in their hearts.
It's how it should be, imagining the happiness of being exclusively favored by a generation of emperors... I think if I really write it, I'm very likely to make a fortune."
Sicang's expression was subtle: "Do girls like these?"
"Who doesn't like girls who long for love?" Yun Zishu smiled faintly, "If the book is well written, it will be particularly touching and make people cry."