"No matter how cruel I am, I can't compare to the crimes committed by the Sima family." Yi Huaiyu's tone suddenly turned cold, and his two eyes reflected the blazing luster of the bonfire in the night.
Ou Suiliang is sad.
Yi Chensi's death became an indelible pain in Yi Huaiyu's heart. Even if Su Shiyun forgot that there was a child in the world and left early, Yi Huaiyu would not forget it. Didn't he say that? Yi Chen
He will definitely avenge you.
"Your Majesty, do you think the Queen is related to Si'er's death?" Ou Suiliang was well aware of Yi Huaiyu's stubborn side, so he had no choice but to start from the side.
Yi Huaiyu pondered for a while, then shook his head slightly: "You probably don't know, she is not such a cruel woman." Xu guessed that Ou Suiliang asked this question to excuse Sima Tulan, Yi Huaiyu immediately darkened his face: "
So what if they don't know? Everything Sima Yuan and Yao Junxian did was to make her the queen and maintain her status forever. Although she did not participate in the murder of Yun'er and Si'er, she has an unshirkable responsibility for the root cause. I am responsible for
She is already extremely generous, otherwise I would never have kept her till now."
"This means that Your Majesty will not hesitate to harm the Queen in order to honor the Concubine, right?"
"I..." Ou Suiliang's sharp question left Yi Huaiyu speechless.
Only Ou Suiliang knew his weakness, and only Ou Suiliang could use a few words to restrain him, an emperor who had always been uncompromising. Although he was a little unwilling, Yi Huaiyu had to admit that this time Ou Suiliang easily hit him where it hurts.
Ou Suiliang looked at Yi Huaiyu's conflicted expression and sighed: "I didn't mean to embarrass Your Majesty, but Your Majesty can't always handle many things clearly, especially the relationship with the Queen. If things go on like this, they will definitely end up hurting each other. When His Majesty married
The Queen acted reluctantly. The reason was simply because she was from the Sima family, and the Sima family and the Yao family were the greatest threats to His Majesty. But has Your Majesty ever thought carefully about whether this was fair to the Queen?
?After all, it was Your Majesty who gave her hope in the first place."
Without that night of revelry and the unknown secret knot, Sima Yuan and Yao Junxian would never have had the idea of making Sima Dalan their queen, and it would not have been Yi Huai who married Sima Dalan.
Yu Suiliang is a coincidence, and Queen Dayao is undoubtedly gentle and kind, Su Shiyun, who is loved by thousands of people. Extrapolating from this, there is naturally no tragedy such as Yi Chensi's death, let alone
It may be that Yi Huaiyu is suspicious of the relationship between Sima Tulan and Shen Junfang.
Sadly, the word "if" has always existed only in illusory and fragile dreams.
The cause and effect relationship that came like a torrent from the source made Yi Huaiyu stand blankly. It seemed that he had never thought about such a long time ago, or that he didn't want to think about it at all.
After a long time, the deputy general's shouts not far away broke the unclear atmosphere between the two.
"The Queen I see in my eyes has always been Miss Sima who boldly pursued His Majesty many years ago. It remains the same as before and has never changed. As for how His Majesty views her relationship with Shen Guoshi and whether he is willing to believe in their innocence, that is His Majesty's decision.
The decision has been made." Ou Suiliang took the water glass in Yi Huaiyu's hand and drank it down in one gulp. He raised his hand as if he had the same smile as yesterday, "I believe that Your Majesty will make the right judgment. This is what we are willing to follow to the death.
reason."
Yi Huaiyu smiled, a little stiffly.
Even if he believed that Sima Tulan and Shen Junfang had no personal relationship, the collision of the two extreme identities of the only relative and the murderer of his son was still an insurmountable gap between him and Sima Tulan. With Sima Yuan here, he would never be able to There is no separation from Sima Tulan.
How to take the road to the future and with whom to take it? The thirty-year-old Emperor Dayao became increasingly confused.
At night without Yi Huaiyu sleeping peacefully by her side, Su Shiyun always spent a long time embroidering, not because she didn't want to sleep, but because she was too worried to fall asleep.
It is said that the battlefield is ruthless. Su Shiyun had never seen how tragic the battle between the two armies was, but she had heard the wives of the soldiers who died on the battlefield crying bitterly, and had seen the gray-haired old man kneeling on the ground praying for the return of his child, so she took it as a matter of course. The battlefield is imagined as the most terrifying place, a Shura field where people take away their loved ones.
She was deeply in love with Yi Huaiyu, so she became more worried.
"Mother, my brother and I are going to have a rest. Mother, please go to bed early." Yi Chenjing said good night while rubbing her dry eyes. Seeing that Su Shiyun was still embroidering the silk handkerchief under the candlelight, she took it away without moving her expression. "This veil is so beautiful. I'll show it to the emperor and bring it to my mother tomorrow."
"Why……"
Su Shiyun wanted to take back the silk handkerchief, but Yi Chenjing, who was agile and clever, was not willing to let her go. Her petite body turned a few times before avoiding Su Shiyun and jumped to the door, smiled with her white teeth exposed, and quickly disappeared into the night.
Without the work to kill time, sleepiness quickly came over her. Su Shiyun rubbed her sore shoulders and walked to the bedside. She took out a bundle of hay from the dowry and hung it on the bedside - Yi Huaiyu's sleep became increasingly uncomfortable. Well, she heard from the imperial doctor that hanging this kind of grass called "Xiangwei" on the bedside would help her sleep well, so she ordered a large bundle to be prepared. Yi Huaiyu hung it up before going to bed. Unexpectedly, it became a habit over time. Even if Yi Huaiyu didn't come, Su Shiyun still hung up the fragrant weeds subconsciously, smelling the faint fragrance and falling asleep alone.
She was confused and didn't know how long she had slept. A thin sound that was sometimes clear and sometimes vague broke into Su Shiyun's ears. She opened her hazy sleepy eyes. She didn't know when the candle light went out, and the room was dark.
"Who is outside? Jing'er?" Su Shiyun shouted softly, but no one outside responded.
Reminiscing about the attack on Sima Duran during the day, Su Shiyun, who was already timid, shuddered, and a chill rushed from her back to the top of her head. In an instant, she lost all sleep, leaving only panic and fear.
The rustling sounds were still intermittent. Su Shiyun didn't dare to shout or yell, for fear of startling the bad guys outside and attracting an attack. However, hiding in the room and waiting was not an option. If someone really wanted to How long can you hide if you assassinate her? Besides, Yi Chenjing and Yi Chenyu live in a room a few steps away. What if something happens to them?
The more Su Shiyun thought about it, the more anxious she became. She couldn't help but shed a few tears on her trembling hands. The fear got stuck in her throat and turned into a few weak sobs.
Time passed little by little, and Su Shiyun, who was hiding in the room, faced off against the invisible danger. He heard the sound of the hourglass in his ears, but it was not what time it was in the world. Hiding and hiding, Su Shiyun suddenly remembered that Yi Chenjing had woken up at night. It is a habit that every time when the palace maid arrives at dawn, she must go outside to deal with it. If the palace maid comes, won't she alert the bad guys outside?
No matter how deep the fear or panic is, when thinking of her own flesh and blood, a mother will have infinite courage.
Su Shiyun suddenly stopped shaking. She gritted her teeth and stood up from the ground. She quietly put on her coat and tiptoed to the door. She opened the door a little bit and narrowed one eye towards the source of the sound.