Chapter 42: forty one

forty one
Zhong Lishuo vaguely remembered that the queen did not speak rudely. When she read the records of various tribes together, she directly translated the queen with the original text. It's just Your Highness, such a familiar name that accompanied her through all the dark times.
Many years ago, after Dai Siming Qing Lan's order came out, Wu Jingyu, who had the world's main astrolabe, became the target of Asano.
Xing Jingxuan turned in his soldiers for loyalty. The ill emperor, who was still seriously ill, wanted to kill Zhong Lishuo in the position of Chujun, and ordered her star to hit the woman who ended Zhongli Dynasty.
"Your father was killed, your mother died because of you, and you fell from the tree when you were eight years old, and it was terrifying to you."
"You still call your mother-in-law foolishly. It is ridiculous to recognize a thief as a mother."
"Do you know why I didn't kill you? Because your face is more and more like your mother, I can't bear to start."
"Without you, Yaner will not die."
"Do you want to force the palace? Do you know that the gold robe guards you bring are all my people. What's the use of the Tianjian Division, as long as I am a king, they can't help me."
The Emperor Emperor, who was lying on the sickbed, was neatly dressed, looking at Zhong Lishuo, who was kneeling in front of the couch, and raised the jade pillow and smashed at the Jing Jing who was beside her.
With a bang, the jade pillow stained with blood fell to the ground. Zhong Lisuo turned his head and saw the princess concubine who could not help taking off her armor, kneeling down on the ground, blood dripping from her forehead, and princes' eyes were red.
The Emperor snarled violently, with a vicious light in his eyes, "Kill her, you are the son and daughter of Zhong Lishi. As long as you kill her, I can give you a soldier's talisman, Jiangshan will give you, everything in the past is not to blame."
"Or, you have other options."
The emperor on the sick bed looked at the weak-crowned boy who kneeled in front of his eyes and had the same temperament as a man with a beautiful scenery. He said fiercely and with confusion: "Aren't you trying to force the palace? As long as you kill the uncle, no one has to die. . "
"Don't you want revenge? You forgot how he told you that your father was chopped up by the uncle and spilled into the cold water, never surviving." The mad Emperor assassin still has the beauty that no one else can reach. She was insane now, like the beautiful and evil demon in the mural.
The boy shrouded in darkness got up, looked at the emperor on the bed, and said with tears: "Since Your Majesty is so determined, then I have no choice."
She got up, took off the dagger around her waist, walked to the emperor step by step, and murmured, "Slay the monarch and flow into Guihui. Her Majesty, the road of Dongliu is accompanied by you, it is also reunion. "
She approached the impenetrable Emperor in the lower body and sent the dagger to her heart socket. The blade was drawn from the warm chest. Zhong Lisuo backhanded, pointed the blade at himself and sent it to his heart.
At this moment, her eyes darkened and she lost consciousness.
She murdered the king, but she was given the entire golden robe guard who was obedient to her, and the world everyone wanted. Zhong Lishuo knows that he is not suitable to be an emperor, and Zhong Lijia, another person from Zhongli's family, is also not suitable to be an emperor.
Therefore, in those years, it seemed like atonement. She spent all her energy and cultivated a group of talents with Ji Jingxi. She envisioned that after ten or eight years, she could give up her position to Wu Jingyu and end the Chu country where Zhong left home. However, after discovering that she was extremely poisonous, she realized that this was also an extravagant hope.
The emperor died because of her. Even if she was seriously ill and had no cure, she would eventually kill the emperor. Except for Jing Jing, only Qing Lan knew this. After the assassin went away, Zhong Lishuo was in the shadow for a long time. As long as Xuan Jingxi called her Majesty, she would think of the assassin who died under her sword.
No one knows that the emperor Zhao Di who looks romantic is an executioner. She shared this experience with Ji Jingji, and Zhong Lishuo, who was guilty and guilty, asked Qi Jingji in private not to call her Majesty.
It ’s okay to just show the name, just call her name, do n’t call her her Majesty, because this word is a deep sin to her.
In the following years, Xi Jingxi always called her Highness as she did when she became married. Accumulating day by day, never changed.
That dark past was burned out when it was burned by fire. She didn't want to think about the relationship between Emperor Assassin and her, and the past of her mother and Emperor Assassin. In this world, no one knows the secret story of the Emperor, except for Jing Jingyu, all the misfortunes will be dispersed with the flow of time.
Even Zhong Lishuo couldn't remember the mood of anger and fear at that time. What remains in her memory now is the sound of
His Royal Highness
, which Jing Jingxiong can reassure.
Is it an illusion, why do you think the misunderstanding of the queen was just calling herself.
Zhong Lishuo looked at Wu Jingying's face, holding the scented hand cream in his hand, only to feel disturbed.
The queen named her "Zhao", wrote the sacrifice name for her, and spread her music to the world. Is it really just the friendship between monarchs and ministers? Is she really good enough as a king to make the new monarch so respected? Wouldn't the queen like her a little bit?
Looking at this almost identical face, would you think of her?
His Highness, did he just shout wrong? Why suddenly test her brutal language, would the queen be such a boring person? Just because Le Zhengzheng mentioned it?
Zhong Lishuo thought about it carefully, thinking about everything related to himself, thinking about all kinds of life, some delusions that did not dare to exist all surfaced at this moment.
Heartbeat suddenly accelerated, Zhong Lishuo looked at the queen who was copying the scriptures, and carefully asked: "My companion has been with her for some time, and found that her scriptures have never been written for prayer only. I do not know who the scriptures are for The scriptures of the blessings have always been copied for loved ones. Zhong Lishuo thought, would the queen write for her?
"This scripture ..." Qi Jingying looked at the familiar face of the teenager, shook his head and smiled slightly, and said with a sigh, "Naturally, it was written for the people of Qing Dynasty."
Zhong Li, who got the answer, lost his senses. It turned out that it was not for her. Also, if it is for relatives and friends, it should be for the parents first, not her.
The lost expression of the young man did not fall into the eyes of Tong Jingyu, leaving himself with those Jing Jingyu that he wanted to take away. After dropping the last scripture, he thought for a moment and said, "Suddenly test your brutal language today, it is the Ministry of Rites I recommended you to be a companion to Su Heshi. Su Heshi will go to Yuanzhou after a while, and you will inevitably be tired after he accompanies him. I thought for a minute that from tomorrow on, Mr. Xiao will not be used to teach you . "
Zhong Lishuo was caught off guard by the news. She stared blankly at Yun Jingyu, and then took a while to respond, saying, "But Dustless is not good at speaking."
Qi Jingxi shook his head and said, "It is because Mr. Xiao's academic knowledge is not good, but it is because he feels that Mr. Xiao must not only be accompanied by the son, but also participate in the Privy Council's assessment in the autumn, and he will be too busy." Let's stop, Jing Jingyi chuckled, his face tender, "I also hope that Mr. Xiao can be admitted to the Privy Council and write a history book for him."
No, she doesn't look right.
The long companion of Zhong Jingshuo, who is a long companion, Jing Jingyu, saw something wrong in her subtle expression. She was laughing, why she looked so sad. Zhong Lishuo watched as she picked up the scriptures in the case and put them in the incense burner. The fire leaped in her eyes, reflecting her distinct sadness.
Zhong Lishuo's heart was tight, and he asked nervously, "Thank you for Your Majesty's love. Your Majesty, today, can you encounter any discomfort?"
Zhong Lisuo now has no idea whether she can still face the queen afterwards. What she cares about now is what the queen does not care about.
The juvenile's keenness made Pu Jingxuan look up. She looked at Le Zheng with a serious expression, and said warmly, "I haven't ..."
Zhong Lishuo interrupted her and said, "I don't think your Majesty is very open. Is there anything wrong with me, can you talk to me?"
Her expression at the moment was not like a sixteen-year-old boy reflected in the eyes of Tong Jing, like the young and handsome Prince Zhaoming. Wu Jing said for a moment, saying: "There is nothing unhappy, just looking at the burnt-out scriptures, thinking of turning to the" Return to the Soul of Taiji "today, and thinking, there is really something in this world that can die. A soul-returner? "
Zhong Lishuo jumped to his heart and watched 宸 景 宸 throw the scriptures into the incense burner one by one, and listened to her with a curved lips and laughed: "How could there be a soul-returner in this world? The extravagant hope of prayer. "
"I just feel that this article is just a warning to the living person not to have more delusions. But I feel it is a pity ..." Looking at the burned paper in the furnace, he quietly said: "Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil, No matter how deep the emotions are, they will perish with death. "
Zhong Lishuo felt a big shock in her heart. She felt a thousand words stuck in her throat. She took a deep breath and said to the queen: "My Majesty, this is my personal opinion. It is true that death will sever everything, but emotions cannot, parents. Will the grace of parenting, the love of husband and wife, the love of parenting, disappear after the other's death? "
"I don't think that's possible. Death isn't everything. Emotions are things that ordinary people can't give up."
The young man corrected his statement and said to him: "Your Majesty, the word affection is also in my righteousness, and I hope that His Majesty will not be sad for this."
Her words seemed to be very well-founded. Qi Jingying looked at her portrait of Emperor Zhao, opened her eyes, and smiled: "The young gentleman is a believer in the East Emperor.
Zhong Lishuo shook his head and said, "I do n’t believe in the Emperor, but I have a deep enough obsession, and I will hope that I can come again to complete the unfinished business." that person.
"Your Majesty, I believe that there is something to return to the soul. But I feel that death cannot separate emotions. Even if the yin and yang are separated, lovers will eventually become dependents."
She returned from the return to the obsession that could not be completed before death.
Qi Jingying was attracted by the perseverance in the eyes of the teenager. At this moment, she looked at the teenager's beautiful eyes, as if returning to the ruined temple in the year of 20 years old.
Qing Jun Yong Yong, Fenghua Wushuang, this is Her Royal Highness.
His Royal Highness will never be seen again.
The author has something to say: Emperor Tiao: Maybe you don't believe that I am the protagonist of this article.
Let me tell you, the story is not finished yet, don't make a conclusion first? For example, Li Jingluo called Zhong Lishuo her Highness because she had killed the psychological shadow of Emperor Assassin. The rest, take it slowly?
I assure you that there is no such problem as entanglement, love or double stalk. The day when the prince dropped his waistcoat was when A Cheng opened up.
A final comment: all this is the fault of Chu Lingdi!
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