Chapter six hundred and thirteenth one outside the end
The next autumn, the eldest prince of the dynasty held a hundred-day banquet; the whole country was filled with joy.
One by one, Hong Ling and the little man in her arms stood on the high platform, accepting the worship of thousands of people.
"Are you tired?" The audience was singing and dancing, and everyone took the opportunity to ask softly.
Hong Ling shook her head with a smile, and there was no trace of tiredness in her eyes.
One by one, they reached out and took the little person in Hong Ling's hand: "Time flies so fast, Hao'er is more than three months old before I know it!"
"Yes!" She stared lovingly at the sleeping Hao'er, thinking about the happy time of more than a year; there was deep contentment in Hong Ling's eyes.
Suddenly, two figures appeared in the sky above the palace without any warning.
"Guard you!" All the guards shouted, and they protected Hong Ling and Yi Yi one by one in an orderly manner.
Everyone in the audience quickly gathered to one side with different expressions.
Hong Ling raised her head and looked into the air, her eyes suddenly brightened: "Brother Yiyi! Get all the guards back!"
"you know?"
"Yes!" Hong Ling nodded heavily and turned her eyes to Yiyi: "They are Hong Ling, the two seniors I mentioned to you!"
He understood them one by one and waved his hand: "Everyone, stand down!"
"Yes!" The guards quickly evacuated and returned to their posts.
Two figures in the palace looked at each other and smiled, then slowly landed not far from Hong Ling.
With a smile on her face and eyes, Hong Ling hurriedly greeted her: "Hong Ling was just about to finish her busy work and come to see you, but I didn't expect you to take a step ahead of Hong Ling!"
Xuening smiled slightly: "We are also entrusted by others!"
"Is it him?!" Dongfang Xuxiao's figure flashed subconsciously in Hong Ling's mind.
"Well!" Xuening took out a brocade box from her sleeve and handed it to Hong Ling: "This is the hundred-day gift he prepared for the eldest prince!"
Hong Ling took it and opened it gently; a natural mutton-fat jade lay quietly in the brocade box, and one could tell at a glance that it was priceless.
"How is he doing?" Hong Ling asked quietly, staring at the mutton-fat jade in her hand.
"..." Xue Ning smiled and said nothing.
The madman raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's not up to us to decide whether he is good or not; but his life now is quite colorful!"
"..." Hong Ling was suspicious.
Xue Ning smiled and answered Hong Ling's doubts: "When we saw him again, he was accompanied by a very cute girl who shouted at him to take responsibility every day; but he showed a trace of impatience and handed the gift to
After us, we hurriedly fled for our lives!"
"I don't think so..." A meaningful smile flashed in the madman's eyes: "...I think he quite enjoyed it!"
"Why did Senior Madman say this?" Hong Ling asked; I really hope that the reality can be like what Senior Madman said.
"The fact that he brought that girl to us is enough to show that he doesn't care about that girl at all!" The madman stated his reasons concisely and concisely.
‘Yes! If he didn’t care about that girl at all, how could he bring her to the two seniors!’ Thinking of this, a blessing appeared in Hong Ling’s eyes; I hope that he can find his own life partner!
"Two seniors! If I offended you in any way, I hope you won't blame me!" One by one, they spoke at the right time, apologizing for the disrespect.
"Your Majesty, it's serious. They were just doing their own thing, and there was nothing offensive about it; on the contrary, we..." Xue Ning chuckled apologetically: "...they rashly broke into the palace without notifying them in advance; there is nothing offensive about it.
, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
"Senior, it's serious!" How dare Yi Yi accept Xu Ning's apology; after all, they are Hong Ling's saviors.
"Okay!" Hong Ling stepped forward and gently pulled Xue Ning Rouchi: "You don't want me to apologize every word; no one is wrong in this matter, right?!"
"That's right!" Madman agreed very much with what Hong Ling said.
"You two seniors have worked hard all the way, so we'd better sit down first and let's talk slowly and carefully!" Hong Ling spoke again, her eyes looking hopeful towards Yiyi.
Yiyi nodded slightly and told the guard on one side: "Go and add two tables and chairs!"
"yes!"
After a while, the guards brought two tables and chairs. At the signal, they placed them side by side under the red damask.
The singing and dancing resumed in the audience, and all the officials sat back down.
Xue Ning's eyes looked at Hao'er in Yiyi's arms: "Your Majesty! Can the child give me a hug?"
"Yes!" They all stood up and personally delivered the sleeping Hao'er to Xuening's hands.
Xue Ning carefully reached out and took it. This was the first time in her life that she held such a soft and fragile little person.
"What a cute baby!" With just one glance, Xuening fell in love with Hao'er in her arms.
The madman stretched out his head and looked at the white and tender Hao'er who was sleeping soundly. He also liked it very much. He couldn't help but stretched out his fingertips and caressed Hao'er's white and tender skin.
Xuening looked back and glared at the madman: "Be careful! Don't hurt him!"
"Come on!" The madman nodded from ear to ear, not willing to hurt such a lovely little person.
Seeing this, Hong Ling suddenly leaned forward and whispered into Yiyi's ear.
Yiyi pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.
"Thank you, brother Yiyi!" Hong Ling said with a cheerful smile, her joyful eyes turned to Xuening and Madman: "Two seniors! If you don't dislike me, Hao'er will recognize you as grandparents!"
Madman and Xuening were stunned at the same time, and then they waved their hands repeatedly after realizing it: "No! No way..." Hao'er is the eldest prince of the current dynasty, how can he recognize us poor people as his grandparents.
Hong Ling saw what they were thinking and spoke slowly: "Two seniors! If you hadn't come to rescue me, there would be no Hong Ling today, let alone Hao'er today. So Hao'er considers you as grandparents.
, there is nothing wrong with it!”
"Two seniors! What Hong Ling said is absolutely correct, you don't need to make any excuses!" They agreed one by one, trying to dispel their worries.
Madman and Xuening naturally loved the pink girl in their arms, but they still had some worries in their hearts.
"Two seniors! Do you dislike Hao'er?" Hong Ling pretended to be aggrieved and asked.
"How could it be!" Xue Ning shook her head hurriedly, with a touch of tenderness in her eyes: "Hao'er is so cute, we can't even love him, so how can we dislike him!"
Seeing that he took the bait, Hong Ling smiled brightly: "Since you like Haoer so much, then the matter will be settled like this!"
"But Haoer is after all..."
"Just as she said!" Madman interrupted Xuening's words, with a deep meaning in his eyes: "She is afraid that we will be homeless when we grow old, so she gave us a thought; why don't we fulfill her wish!"
Xuening was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Seeing the two seniors agreeing, Hong Ling let go of the only worry in her heart.
"Hao'er! Come! Grandpa hugs me!" The madman stretched out his hand and took Hao'er from Xuening's hand. His eyes were full of love: "Hao'er! Call me grandpa and listen! Hao'er..."
Xue Ning glared at the madman angrily: "How old is he?!"
"Maybe Hao'er is very smart and will be able to speak soon!"
"..." Xue Ning.
Hong Ling and Yiyi looked at each other and smiled.
One by one, everyone was immersed in happiness and joy; a beautiful figure, avoiding the guards at all levels, stepped onto the tower.
a long time……
"How could there be a famous woman on top of the city tower?!" Someone suddenly shouted.
Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the city tower, and the archers aimed at the beautiful figure on the city tower.
"Isn't that the Imperial Concubine?" a sharp-eyed minister muttered.
As he finished speaking, the ministers began to whisper.
"She's not dead?!" Hong Ling's eyes were filled with astonishment; after falling from such a high cliff, she was still alive and well.
There was also astonishment in each of their eyes.
The breeze blows, and Ziyi, who is dressed in white and outshines the snow, gives people the illusion that she will be blown away by the wind at any time.
One by one and Hong Ling passed by the ministers and walked slowly to the bottom of the city tower.
Ziyi stood high and looked at Yiyi and Hongling: "Do you know why Ziyi appears here today?"
A trace of bad premonition overflowed in Yiyi's heart: "Ziyi! Let's talk about it later!" Yiyi didn't want any accident to happen on this festive day.
"Go down?!" Ziyi sneered: "Ziyi will go down soon!"
Hong Ling heard a different meaning from Ziyi's words: "What do you want to do?"
Ziyi gave Hong Ling a comforting smile: "Don't worry, Ziyi's arrival this time will not hurt anyone!"
"So?" Hong Ling stared at Ziyi closely.
"Ziyi is here just to act according to her own wishes!" Ziyi's three thousand hairs danced in the wind, making it difficult to see her expression: "Perhaps, Ziyi can find a place where there is no one and die silently;
But Ziyi doesn't want to do that, because Ziyi owes you an apology..." Her fingertips stroked the hair in front of her forehead and tucked it behind her ears: "... Ziyi knows that this belated apology cannot make up for you.
What; but this is what Ziyi can do for you in the end!"
Ziyi's straightforward words made everyone understand what she was going to do next!
"Ziyi! You fell off the cliff and were safe. This is enough to show that God is willing to forgive you. In this case, why do you seek death?" Hong Ling suddenly said.
It has been a long time since the incident, and now she is living a very happy life; therefore, Hong Ling does not want to continue to dwell on the past grudges.
"Let it go?" Ziyi sneered, with deep bitterness in his eyes: "It doesn't want to let Ziyi go, it just wants Ziyi to experience more pain in life!"
"..." Hong Ling.
"It allows Ziyi to witness with her own eyes the people she loves around her leaving one by one; it allows Ziyi to bear all the pain of separation alone; it allows Ziyi to fully feel a person's loneliness and helplessness; it allows Ziyi to fully feel the loneliness and helplessness of a person; it allows Ziyi to
..." Ziyi murmured, causing everyone to fall silent.
Sometimes, living is not a kind of happiness, but a kind of pain.
"Even so, I believe those who love you still want you to live well!" For the lost Ziyi in front of her, Hong Ling no longer had any hatred in her heart, but instead had a trace of pity that should not appear.
Maybe she had hurt herself countless times before; but it was precisely because of these hurts that she learned how hard-won happiness is and how to cherish everyone around her.
"A person's world is so lonely, Ziyi no longer wants to go on!" Ziyi no longer has any attachment to this world.
"You should still remember Mr. Shangguan, right?" It was not a question, but an affirmation.
Ziyi nodded lightly; she owed so much to this person, and she was afraid that she would not be able to pay him back in the next life.
Seeing this, Hong Ling spoke again: "Do you want his sacrifice to be in vain?!"
Ziyi's expression was dazed for a moment; Shangguan Jing's last words flashed in his mind.
Hong Ling quickly winked at each one and understood them one by one, then she whispered into the ear of the guard beside her.
The guard nodded and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
After a long time, Ziyi came back to his senses; the voice was distant, as if coming from the sky: "Even if Ziyi lives on, he still can't fulfill his last wish, right?"
Happiness and joy are so far out of reach for me today.
perhaps……
Only by liberation can you achieve true joy and happiness!
"Ziyi! Don't do anything stupid!" Yiyi spoke again: "That day in the cave, Hong Ling personally agreed to Shangguan Jing's request; so as long as you come down, I will make the decision to let you leave the palace!"
The past is gone, and I don’t want to cause any more casualties on this special day.
Today's Hong Ling has the same mentality as Yiyi; what happened in the past is a foregone conclusion; Hong Ling does not want to kill more people, just to accumulate virtue for her children.
"After leaving the palace, you can completely find a peaceful place to live out your life; why bother to be so persistent and suffer from the pain of the past!" Hong Ling actually never thought that one day she would persuade the person she once hated the most.
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Hong Ling's repeated dissuasion made Zi Yiruo say that he was not surprised at all, which was impossible.
"Don't you hate Ziyi?"
"I used to hate it, but now..." Hong Ling glanced at Hao'er in Xue Ning's arms: "...I don't hate it anymore!"
I am living a happy life now, what else is there to hate?!
Ziyi did not miss the flash of happiness in Hong Ling's eyes; compared with her current downfall, Ziyi's heart was suddenly filled with bitterness.
To this day, if you want to blame, you can only blame Ziyi himself...
A slight sound suddenly came from behind, making Ziyi look back subconsciously.
"Don't come here!" Ziyi scolded the guards as they slowly approached.
The guard did not give up and took another small step forward.
Ziyi's expression turned cold, and there was a sense of determination in his voice: "If you dare to take another step forward, Ziyi will jump down from here immediately!"
When the guard heard this, he decisively stopped.
"Back off!" Ziyi looked directly at the guard and said.
The guard frowned, as if waiting for instructions.
It is clear one by one that if the guard insists on staying, it will only further anger Ziyi, and the consequences can be imagined.
"Listen to her!" they ordered one by one.
After receiving the order, the guards quickly retreated from the tower.
After confirming that the guards had left, Ziyi turned around again and looked at Yiyi and Hongling: "Ziyi doesn't know if you have forgiven Ziyi; but this is not very important to Ziyi now; but..."
A trace of gratitude flashed across Ziyi's eyes: "...I still want to thank you! Thank you for your persuasion and magnanimity to Ziyi!"
If there is an afterlife, Ziyi is lucky enough to meet you; Ziyi will definitely make up for the debt she owes you in this life...
Thinking of this, Ziyi's eyelids suddenly closed slowly, a smile of satisfaction overflowed from her lips; she raised her toes slightly, and her body instantly landed quickly like a kite with its string broken!
If there is an afterlife, Ziyi will be an ordinary girl, enjoying ordinary happiness...