Chapter 118: Infinite months ago

The night rain is like a curtain, and fine needles are usually sprinkled on the dark black cloak. Ye Tianzhan stood in front of a high cliff with his hands under his hands, the jade flute between his white fingers was washed clean by the rain, and his person was like this beautiful jade, with superb tolerance and moist wind.
He seemed to be waiting for someone to arrive, but he didn't seem to have any purpose. He just stood here and looked at the sky in the midnight storm.
The drizzle was silent, and it drifted more and more lightly. The previous rush seemed to melt into the depths of his eyes, leaving only a clear water color, floating light shining.
The rain is over, and the sky will dawn. He can no longer stay there. There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers on standby behind him, and the rise and fall of how many noble clans have changed.
As soon as the cloak was raised, he turned and moved, and the black iron guard who was hiding in the dark quietly left with his movements in an orderly manner.
What should come, what should not come, after all, did not come.
I never saw what I wanted to see, what I didn't want to see.
He couldn't tell what it was like at this time, he was faintly disappointed, but he seemed to be relieved. So what is he looking forward to, and what is he nervous about?
Along the Baolu Mountain Range, gradually leaving the Tiandu area, Yishui, which is connected to the Chuyan River, is near. Ye Tianzhan stopped slightly, turned his head and glanced from a distance, the rain was faint, the dark clouds were slowly closing, and another dawn was about to arrive.
While staying at this moment, he suddenly heard the misty sound of the piano from the river. Following the light waves of the Yishui River, the piano sounded far away and free. On the banks of the big river, there is a single leaf of a flat boat. He woke up from shock in an instant, swung his horse and galloped away, the river splashed and the sound of the piano got closer and closer.
The light clouds are faint, the fog surrounds the river bank, the light in the cabin is like a bean, and the shallow shadow is like a dream.
Ye Tianzhan stopped at the moment the curtain of the cabin was lifted, and took a deep breath. The wind on the river moved the clouds, slowly dispersing the dark blue sky, the sound of the piano gradually stopped, the curtain fluttered, a slender jade hand rolled up the curtain, and a woman in white walked out slowly.
She seemed to lift her head slightly from the depths of the mist and rain and smile, the clouds and waters were as vast as her eyes, and the gentle wind of the river was her grace. People who shouldn't be here and make him dare not imagine are close at hand.
The corner of Qing Chen's lips faintly smiled: "I heard that song, it turned out to be you."
Ye Tianzhan looked at her: "It's really you here."
Qing Chen let him into the cabin, seemingly casually asked: "If it wasn't me, who would you like to be?"
The smile in Ye Tianzhan's eyes gradually eased: "I hope you are the one who comes."
The corners of Qing Chen's eyes drooped slightly, her fingertips wiped the ice string like silk: "I'm here."
"For whom?"
"For myself."
The silence that suddenly fell between the two made the waves outside the cabin seem particularly clear. After a while, Ye Tianzhan broke the silence and asked, "How about Father?"
Qing Chen said: "Okay."
Ye Tianzhan asked again: "Where is the mother?"
Qing Chen paused and said, "Not good."
Ye Tianzhan's eyes suddenly lifted, his eyes sharp: "What happened to the queen mother?"
Qing Chen said: "Before tonight, I am sure to keep her safe, but what will happen after tonight is up to you."
Ye Tianzhan stared at her for an instant, "You are here tonight for him."
Qing Chen pressed her finger and the string was slightly lowered, she slowly let go again, and put her hand on the piano: "I'm just here to do what I want to do."
Ye Tianzhan's eyes seemed to flicker: "Then what do you want me to do when you come to see me?"
Qing Chen raised his eyes and said: "Back to Heaven, the princess's wedding ceremony and the ceremony for the canonization of the nine chapters prince are all ready to stop, waiting for you to lead the army to triumph."
The smile on the corners of Ye Tianzhan's lips was consistent, but it was gradually mixed with snow-like coldness: "You want me to surrender to him and bow down!"
Qing Chen's voice was quiet: "Unless you really want to meet him, let these soldiers who should have been fighting for the country bleed and die in the sky, just to the dragon chair in the Tai Chi Hall. What's more, you still I must give up my mother and the entire Yin family and let them first become the price of this war!"
Ye Tianzhan stood up abruptly before the case, his face as thin as ice.
Qing Chen also got up slowly. Ye Tianzhan seemed to be trying his best to restrain the anger that rushed into his heart, quickly turned to face the outside of the cabin, his spine was tight, and his shoulders frequently fluctuated due to rapid breathing.
Qing Chen pressed hard: "Even if you let go, how sure are you that you can win him?"
When Ye Tianzhan turned her head, a sharp electric gaze flashed down her eyes, and his traditionally elegant face was now somewhat sharp and arrogant: "Do you think he is really an invincible god?"
Qing Chen said: "The 13th Route Soldiers and Horses of Zhechong Mansion have arrived as scheduled. There are still 10,000 Profound Armies and 20,000 Yulin Army in Yige City. What is the chance of a battle between the two armies?"
Ye Tianzhan said: "The two divisions of Shence and Shenyu are the heavyweights of the heavenly army. Can the scattered cavalry of all states be able to resist?"
Qing Chen immediately asked, "What if the Shen Yujun turns in front of the battle?"
Ye Tianzhan's eyes sank, and Qing Chen continued: "The God Imperial Army has been under his command for more than ten years. If he wants to dispatch the Shen Imperial Army, I don't believe you have thought about it."
Ye Tianzhan's expression was calm: "As you know that I must have thought about it, you should know that I will take precautions. It is not easy for them to be completely loyal to me immediately, but if they are to fight for this moment, I am confident and sure to do it."
Qing Chen didn't doubt what he said, relying on his reputation in the ruling and opposition parties, it was definitely not difficult to do this. She could not deny him directly: "You are just betting."
"Why is he gambling?" Ye Tianzhan's eyes have gradually returned to the old gentleness, but the sharp sharpness in the dark is faint, like a needle, "It is difficult to determine who will die before the last moment. I just ask. One thing about you, when the Qing Dynasty and the Palace were in chaos, was the will of the preaching true or false?"
Qing Chen said: "The imperial edict is written by the Supreme Emperor, and is sealed by the imperial seal. There is absolutely no doubt."
Ye Tianzhan's gaze seemed to see her through, and she calmly met him: "Since I met each other, I have never deceived you, not now, nor will I be in the future."
Ye Tianzhan's body shook slightly, and there was a touch of sadness and loss on his face that could not be concealed. He raised his head and sighed in surprise: "Father, you still don't believe I can be a good emperor after all."
Qing Chen shook his head and said: "It's not that the emperor did not believe you, but that you did a great job. Since the crown prince was abolished, most of the entire celestial dynasty, from the clansmen to the sixth-rank or higher officials in Beijing, was only your head. Zuifang brought such a big case, but backhanded it was able to suppress it; Jingli rescued the disaster, those powerful and powerful, but as long as you say a word, they are willing to be generous. There are many princes and princes, and they recommend the prince. You are the leader. If you were him, how would you feel?"
The wind was swaying, and Ye Tianzhan's eyes fell far away from the flying curtain. Later, he said blankly, "The crisis is on the side."
"That's right." Qing Chen said, "The sharpness is exposed, it is almost obscured, how can the Supreme Emperor be able to tolerate it? And the first to see this was Feng Yan, so he urged King Ming to put on a hand."
Ye Tianzhan twisted his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly turned around: "The hand-folding gift of marriage!"
Qing Chen nodded lightly and said in a low voice, "Yes. Feng Yan is a man of power, and the city is very deep. He knows how to get you into a situation where there is no way out, and he also knows that you can't just ignore it. , You really did not regress."
Ye Tianzhan's eyes twitched lightly, but a thin smile on his lips, with a hint of bitterness: "I can't regress. If not, would you have become Princess Ming?"
"In fact, the Supreme Emperor was also scrupulous about Feng's family. At that time, he might not point me to King Ming. Instead, the two of you asked for an order at the same time, so that he was alert, and then looked elsewhere."
Following Qing Chen's words, Ye Tianzhan's face gradually turned pale: "You mean, I personally pushed you to Brother Sihuang?"
Qing Chen said quietly: "No, that is my own choice. I don't like being swayed by others, so I persuaded someone to help me."
Ye Tianzhan thought for a while, and immediately said, "Shi Sun!"
Qing Chen admired his sharp mind and nodded to indicate that he was right. Ye Tianzhan said: "Sun Shi is loyal to his father, how could he help you like this?"
Qing Chen said: "Just because he knows that in the Taisho Palace, he must leave a way for himself."
Ye Tianzhan said: "You mean that the father has made a decision since then?"
Qing Chen said: "I don't know, all that is just speculation. I only know that the final decision made by the Supreme Emperor, the imperial pen and ink, was written in the edict."
Ye Tianzhan's eyes full of regret and pain hung over Qing Chen, and said with emotion: "Qing Chen, this is the difference between you and those women. I love and respect, this is you, if you have a wife like you, What about the world?"
Qing Chen only felt that the mixed feelings in his heart had turned into apologetics: "You shouldn't have made such a decision at the time, especially for me."
Hearing this, Ye Tianzhan suddenly raised his eyes and smiled, and he was steadfast in the gentle text: "Impossible, but now I go back to the time, I will still go to the handwriting of the marriage request."
Qing Chen looked at him deeply: "Then at this moment, is it your persistence?"
Ye Tianzhan was silent. Qing Chen looked down and asked in a low voice, "You don't care, what will you pay for this?"
Ye Tianzhan's tone brought out an inexplicable desolation, and every word between his lips seemed to be particularly heavy: "I have paid a lot for more than 20 years."
He unexpectedly saw Qing Chen's body sway slightly, and when he hurriedly reached out to help her, he saw a crystal clear tear slowly sliding down her face. Qing Chen deliberately raised his head to avoid him, and slowly said, "You have only worked hard, but you have never tasted the taste of your relatives and flesh and blood leaving for this. Yes, since it is the path of your own choice, everything is fine. There is no room for regret, and it is impossible to go back to the time and make a new choice. I can only fight for it. I don’t want to watch any of you leave me again, no matter what the reason.
She raised her head stubbornly, but she didn’t cry. One after another, they fell down, broken like loose beads, splashing on the back of Ye Tianzhan's hand, but it was hot like boiling oil.
The line was full of tears and depression. At this moment, she seemed to be extraordinarily weak, like a daisy flower in the autumn frost, so sad and uncontrollable. Ye Tianzhan felt anxious and painful in his heart, and a tight arm took her into his arms, whispering comfort.
Qing Chen couldn't tell what it was like at this time, but a kind of sadness that had been buried deep for a long time suddenly surged up uncontrollably, like a of a thousand miles cracked with a thin line, crashed and collapsed like a flood. Involved, it's hard to resist.
She passively touched Ye Tianzhan's shoulders, and there was a bit of cold rain on his clothes, intertwined with her tears, but his arms were warm and deep. He raised his hand to caress Qing Chen's back, his movements were gentle but seemingly at a loss. Qing Chen had never noticed that she was so afraid that he disappeared into her life like Eleven, and could never be seen again. She doesn't know if she can bear another life and death, if she can prevent this from happening, she is willing to do her best.
Ye Tianzhan held her trembling body and said softly: "Qing Chen, don't be afraid, I am still there."
Qing Chen tried his best to suppress the sorrow in his heart and took a half step back gently. Ye Tianzhan did not force her, let go of her hand, and wiped her tears: "Did you receive the medicine I sent back from the Western Regions?"
Qing Chen nodded. After the accident, she was very weak for a long time. Ye Tianzhan was in the Western Regions at the time, but he knew everything about the Heavenly Capital. He once sent people to fly horses from thousands of miles to send back a batch of precious medicinal materials unique to the Western Regions. Among them, a Tianshui ice lotus grows only in extremely cold places. A rare elixir. After Zhang Dingshui saw it, if he had obtained the most precious treasure to use as medicine, Qing Chen had taken it and the results had miraculous effects, and his body slowly recovered. Even Ye Tianling was very grateful for this matter, and sent someone to Cham Palace to convey his gratitude.
A breeze penetrated into the cabin, bringing a little coolness, and Ye Tianzhan carefully examined Qing Chen's face. "Does the medicine work?"
He asked again.
Qing Chen said: "The effect is very good, thank you very much."
Ye Tianzhan smiled mildly, but he looked cold again, and said with a deep anger: "What's the matter? Is he taking care of you in this way, and he would allow this kind of thing to happen? Isn't it the three emperors and the five emperors? What despicable means?"
After the accident, Ling Wang's Mansion only claimed that the princess had an accidental miscarriage, and there were very few insiders, so Ye Tianzhan could not fully understand the whole story. Qing Chen didn't want to talk about the old things anymore, but said miserably: "Korean killers will lose their good fortune. This is not to blame him, he is safe, it is a blessing in misfortune."
Ye Tianzhan frowned: "You just protect him like this, even if you trade your own life for his, would you rather?"
Qing Chen's eyes were quiet: "A hundred generations can sleep together. As a husband and wife, no matter what he wants to do, I will definitely stand by his side. If I can't even treat him like this, who else can?"
Ye Tianzhan watched her, thoughtfully, and suddenly asked, "What about me? In your heart, is he the only one?"
Qing Chen smiled faintly, and faintly replied: "I am carrying him out of the palace tonight, do you think I am just for him? If you meet each other seriously, how sure are you to win him?"
Ye Tianzhan's eyes darkened, but the corners of his lips raised slightly, like a joke and serious: "Don't you think about it, what if I detain you by my side?"
Qing Chen still smiled: "If so, you are not the Ye Tianzhan I know."
"What kind of me do you know?"
Qing Chen didn't look at him and cast his gaze outside. Fluttering through the curtain veil, she seemed to see the surface of the river where the mist was flying around and the clouds and the moon were half shining. She seemed to be intoxicated in her thoughts, and slowly said: "A gentleman is like jade, and bright jade is like water."
Ye Tianzhan raised his head and closed his eyes, smiling and sighing: "Qing Chen, you are killing me!"
When he opened his eyes, he stared deeply at the woman in front of him. The light in the eyes was dim, as if the rain that had just fallen into it was soaking out quietly, with a little sadness and persistence gradually spreading to people's hearts, filled with water. Yes, cool and astringent.
Qing Chen only felt that his heart was beating heavily and hard, and could hardly bear his gaze anymore. He looked at her, as if to brand the next words in her heart: "I once asked you, if I would do my best to give you everything you want, you are willing to agree. I just need to tell you Ye Tianzhan If you pass, I will do it, no matter what the result is, I will do it. I will give you what you want in this life, and I will promise you what you want today."
Sadness and joy were mixed in Qing Chen's heart, unable to believe what she heard, and not knowing what to say to him. He gently lowered his head in her ear: "Go back to heaven, tomorrow, wait for me to triumph."
His breath blew across her hair, tangled. Qing Chen could almost hear his heartbeat, like the waves of the big river outside the cabin, hitting the shore layer by layer, slowly and gradually, suddenly the hurricane emptied and the turbid waves were surging into the sky. He slammed her into his arms, leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
With her fresh and moist soft lips, her whole person seemed to turn into a faintly bitter fragrance, a cold stream slowly woven into a fine net of heaven and earth, confining him in the center, drawing the ground as a prison, with nowhere to escape.
However, he didn't want to escape. This moment of letting emotions destroy all reason, no sun, no moon, no star, no light, as if the world had come to an end. He is just Ye Tianzhan, she is just Feng Qingchen. It has nothing to do with others, it has nothing to do with the past and the future, it has nothing to do with life and death, sorrow and joy, right and wrong, it has nothing to do with the vastness, love and hatred.
The hot temperature between his lips instantly collided with the rain and coolness and rushed to the top of his head. Qing Chen suddenly raised his eyes, and he immediately noticed when his eyes fell on Ye Tianzhan's face.
The four eyes are facing each other, and the bright eyes are clear, like a icy autumn water, as cold as it is.
Ye Tianzhan's hand became stronger, and his eyes almost felt severe and deep. Qing Chen stared at him silently with a calm to the extreme, and he suddenly saw other people's shadows from these eyes, which stubbornly existed in the deep bottom, under the snow and water all day.
Jiang Feng was piercing, a bitter smile filled his lips, and finally let go of her slowly.
Under the lamp, it was gloomy like dark clouds, completely covering his Ming Zhan eyes, the night was deep and the clouds were heavy.
The gloomy cold flame light and shadow flickered, as if across thousands of waters and mountains, facing each other, silent and speechless.
Qing Chen's eyes were full of guilt, but Ye Tianzhan's eyes were as deep as ice. At this moment, he would rather scold her angrily than see her eyes.
With a tragic smile, he turned around suddenly and strode out of the cabin.
The curtains were chaotic, Jiang Shen's mist was thick, Qing Chen looked back silently, and watched for a long time that the slender figure disappeared into the distance. He seemed to be getting closer and closer, stepping straight into her heart, staying, forever, and blending with the softest place.
Dawn came quietly, and the distant morning light oozes a ray of light, slowly and clearly through the white mist, and finally bloomed into the sky. The river breeze was rustling, the boat went smoothly, and Qing Chen stood on the bow and raised his eyes to look at the magnificent heaven bathed in the sky. At this moment, homecoming was like an arrow.
In July Jiashen, the cloudy and rainy days that have enveloped Yige City for several days ceased, and the golden sun was shining in the sky, and the light shone on the earth.
Starting from Xuanwu Avenue leading to Zhaohe Gate of the Imperial City, dozens of miles of golden carpets were paved with gold and flying colors. The golden flags face the wind, and the imperial forest guards ten steps and one guard, leading directly to the outer city of Heaven.
Hundreds of officials gathered, and the time was a little closer to noon. The grand ceremony that had been prepared for King Zhan to return to Beijing many days ago, but now no one knows what the situation will be.
Among the courtiers who came to greet them, all the people of King Zhan's faction looked dumbfounded. When the news came that King Zhan ordered the detention of King Ji and Zunzhi into the city, Wei Zong sighed. Yin Jian was standing in front of the Taiji Hall, vomiting blood and fainted on the spot.
At this moment, all people have only one question-King Zhan, why did he suddenly let go of making peace, and would rather be a courtier, let all recent efforts be put to nothing?
At noon, with a few salutes, the gate of Tiandugan opened slowly, and King Zhan walked in slowly at the highly anticipated gate.
He is not wearing armor, or even the prince's uniform. His aqua-colored gown is blue like a clear sky and bright waves. He had never rode a horse, stepped onto a soft brocade, alone, without a soldier or guard following him. The 400,000 cavalry who should have entered the city and the delegation that greeted the princess all stayed outside the city gate, waiting in place.
Along the way, the golden armor guards were bright and dazzling, and their eyes were cold. Originally, the whole sky was shrouded in a solemn and austere battle, but suddenly it turned into a light cloud due to his appearance. The huge Yige City fell into absolute silence. It seemed that only the corners of the azure blue clothes fluttered gently with his unhurried footsteps, as if in a quiet courtyard.
He didn't walk fast, he walked slowly, his expression was as calm as jade, and his lips were smiling.
At the end of the long road is the canopy dragon banner that represents the supreme imperial power. The sky is majestic, and Emperor Hao will personally go to Zhaohemen, and will enshrine King Cham as the Prince of Nine Chapters here. Under the honor of the emperor, Emperor Hao is independent with his hands and his body is steep, and the nine dragons above the mysterious robe show the king's demeanor.
On Tongtian Road, King Zhan was lonely; at the end of the road, Emperor Hao described it as cold.
Alone alone, the distance between them is getting closer, locking each other's eyes. At the moment of eye contact, the scorching sun in mid-air was like thin ice, forcing all people to silence and chilling.
The air was so solemn that it could be cut by a knife, but the smile on Wang Zhan's lips became deeper, and a thin smile on Emperor Hao's face unexpectedly swept away.
Suddenly meeting opponents in the lonely place, the spirits of the two sides seemed to unanimously climb to an unprecedented peak, as if two sharp swords were invisible between them, and the sound of dragons roared, that was the desire for a decisive moment.
King Zhan stepped up the last step, standing in the wind. All the surroundings only heard the whispering of the golden flags on the clothes and hunting wind, but the momentary stoppage made the civil and military officials feel that it was a long time and a short period of time. I saw the king of Zhan smiled lightly and knelt down and bowed: "Chen, long live my emperor!"
Emperor Hao also faintly raised his hand: "The seventh brother has worked hard."
The attendant officer hurriedly notified the ceremony in a loud voice, and the ceremony finally began methodically and slowly according to the expected track.
In the sound of Zhongqing drums, when King Zhan took over the nine-chapter sword representing the highest knighthood among the heavenly princes from Emperor Hao, Wei Changzheng, standing next to the imperial driver, clearly felt a strong and sharp murderous aura.
He was suddenly alert, raised his hand and quickly pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist, but saw Emperor Hao's face like a Pinghu, and the king of Zhan Yanruo gentle. Nothing happened, the ceremony proceeded step by step, everything was as calm as ever.
That strong murderous aura came from the two facing each other with swords at the same time, and the sword chilled suddenly, reaching the eyelashes, but after all, it was not out of the sheath.
At two noon, Li Cheng.
The wind is sunny and the clouds are prosperous. This tribute of fighting and fighting, the low is the arrogance, nobility and ambition, in exchange for the stability of the four universes, the country is still romantic.