Chapter 57: No salt and water

Chapter 53
I am a person who is good at avoiding, or to put it nicely, I am a person who is good at making myself happy, how to be happy and how to live. For me two days ago, forgetting Liu Che and forgetting everything about the imperial capital is happiness, but Yanli’s departure may have awakened the memory in my heart. Under the balance of the two, thinking of happy things, I also remembered not. What a beautiful past.
My relationship with Ache is a bit complicated.
His father is my mother's younger brother, and my father is his mother's elder brother. I am one year older than him. It is reasonable that he should call me a cousin. After my mother died of illness, his father inherited the throne. Give you a minute to sort out the relationship, and then we will continue to recall the not-so-good past.
Suddenly I remembered the magic stick that used to sell "Tathagata Palm" to me. In fact, his words were not entirely false. For example, he said that I have the appearance of a king. If there was no one to make troubles, then even if I was not Empress Chen, I should be the prince.
My mother is the 17th Empress Yanxi of the Chen Kingdom. She met my father Li Lan when she was 13 years old. From then on, she couldn't tolerate other people in her eyes. The mother said that because she met that person, no matter how good other people are, they will be okay. She can hurt all those who admire her fiercely, just to fulfill a person's complete happiness-I am always inferior to her... She is a very proud person, decisive, decisive, and set up my father as a decisive person. Feng Jun, even though he was just a lowly musician, he was even blind.
Ache said that he loves me, just like his father loves my mother, but there are still some differences. He is my cousin, and the emperor's uncle is twin sister and brother with my mother, even though they don't look alike at all. The emperor's uncle and Xiao's mother are pure and elegant, and the queen and Xiao's father are determined. It is said that my eyebrows resemble a mother, but my father's elegant appearance can be vaguely distinguished. Ache and the emperor are similar in six points, which is why he is not favored. Uncle Emperor, in his eyes and heart, he could only see people who looked like my mother.
I think that the emperor is still very pitiful. He deeply loves someone who cannot love and is destined to not respond, so he can only collect her shadow everywhere. It is not difficult to understand why he was so gaffe when he saw me for the first time, and then he took care of me in every possible way, because in this world, there would be no one more like her than me. This is not just about looks, but also blood.
I still remember that when I was fifteen years old, the emperor's uncle visited the Imperial College. It was my first time to face the saint. He was very pleasantly surprised and took my hand. He asked me many things and rewarded me with many treasures, which really scared me. jump. After that, I summoned me again and again, and finally attracted the attention of the queen. In addition, the prince might be caught by the door. He ran to the palace somehow and said to the emperor that he wanted to make me the princess—I swear I never gave He hinted at any possibility. The emperor might also want to take me into the palace, but he didn’t expect the prince to take the lead. If he spoke again, he would be said to have robbed her of a woman from his son. This made him very annoyed. Closed for three months.
When I overheard the news, although I still didn't know my life experience, and didn't know that the emperor was my uncle, neither the emperor nor the prince was the one I wanted to provoke. At that time, I only had the master. After thinking about it, I decided to start with the strong one that day, cooked the rice with the master, and then ran away...
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps coming!
In my whole life, I have passed away too arrogantly!
The people in the secret door will arrest me and kill me. According to the information disclosed by Qiao Yu, the secret door directly belongs to the first family of Chen Kingdom, that is, the emperor, the queen, and the prince. Prince, the one who wants to kill me is one of the empresses.
At that time, I decided that the queen sent someone to kill me, because I not only "seduce" her husband, but also "seduce" her son, which caused the father and son to turn against each other, and the prince's status was in jeopardy-giving birth to a salt-free disaster! When I arrived at the imperial capital, I found out that things were far from simple as I thought.
If it was just me, how could it be possible to shake Chao Tsun, the master and the prime minister was under house arrest, and even the prince was not allowed to walk at will.
After sneaking into Mo Wei's mansion at night, he only knew that he was a real stuffy bottle-he was the first person to know my real life experience, but he endured it for ten years without speaking.
With a fan painted in gold across his chest, he smiled happily. "What do you think is the jade medal your foster father left you?"
The jade medal left to me by my foster father, he only said, no matter how difficult it is, I can’t be a jade medallion. Later I gave it to the master and never moved.
Mo Wei said: "When the Empress Yanxi, that is, your mother, carved the jade seal, she separated the square inch from the He's Bi, and carved it into a jade plate to give to the Lord Lan, and she promised to keep her life together. Jade cards, as long as people who have seen jade seals and those who really know jade can see the origin at a glance. There is no second piece in the world."
So, that night, I, a wild child without a father and no mother, was suddenly told that your mother is a queen, and your father is Fengjun. You could have been emperor, but someone stole you and made you angry. Mother, your father passed away not long after he became a monk. It was a miscalculation that you hadn't died a long time ago. Now you have to make up for it...
After a moment of silence, I asked him, "Who was the one who took me away?"
"It's your foster father." Mo Wei knocked on the desk and said, "But the person who instigated him was the queen. This is the queen's biggest mistake. She shouldn't find someone who has been favored by Jun Lan, a good person with a conscience. ..." Mo Wei sighed slightly, "I knew it in my heart when I heard you describe your foster father. Although I have never experienced it in that era, I have heard a lot. There are 13 close guards in the palace, known as The eagle group are all masters trained in life and death. Today's queen, although only a princess back then, has a powerful father, secretly united with a large number of civil servants and military attaches, and surrounded her power during the pregnancy of Empress Yanxi. . If the Empress Yanxi was not weak and dying after a dystocia, the palace change is inevitable. Don’t blame your foster father, he has no choice. If he doesn’t take you away, others will do it. , And others will kill you, so he can save you. Your foster father's serious injuries were later when he was besieged by the Eagles."
I leaned against the wall, and after listening to him for a long time, my mind gradually became clear, and the pictures flickered, as if I had seen the scene of the year with my own eyes.
Heh... men and women are equal, so in the defense of the throne, the enemy has doubled. Mother...this strange name, but has she ever thought of her that it is not her younger brother, but younger siblings who are full of desire for power...
My uncle and his queen, one loves beauty, the other loves the country, but unfortunately neither is what they should love.
"The current situation is that the emperor has found out your life experience. The emperor is going to abolish the prince and return the throne to you. But the queen naturally refused. Our majesty is too deep in love, and the queen loves the position of power-Phoenix prisoner. The emperor, your majesty is critically ill, the heaven of this imperial capital is about to change." Mo Wei sighed with emotion.
"What about my master?" I asked urgently.
"There was a Qing party and a royal party in the dynasty. The Qing party pretends to be high-minded and can use it, and the royal party is the queen’s best friend. Dongli can manage the balance between the two parties, but now your life experience is exposed, the queen naturally Call him your'Lee Party'." Mo Wei shook his head and sighed, "So I don't like politics. I always divide my friends. Once the emperor and the courtier. The queen can't touch him now. After all, he has the prestige of the people. , But I will never let him go. Xiao Yu'er, I know that you have no intention of being an emperor, but someone will always take your altar and tell me, what are you going to do?" He looked at me with interest, like an excitement The spectator, can't realize my grief and anger...
With a sneer, "I have no soldiers and no soldiers, and I am alone, so what should I fight with her? It's a big deal, let her let my master go!"
Mo Wei was not happy anymore. "Stupid girl, you don't have a soldier, don't you find someone to borrow it? You don't want this world, you want most people."
I raised my eyebrows and asked in confusion, "Who?"
"There is a person who has been hiding his powers for many years..." Mo Wei held the folding fan and tapped his chin lightly, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to be looking forward to it, "If you don't sing, it's a blockbuster!"
I sneered and said, "Since you are hiding one's capacity and biding time, how can you be known? Since you know it, then keeping one's capacity and bidding time is not necessarily so clever."
"That's wrong." Mo Wei retorted, complacent, "Except for me, no one can see it. If you miss me, Mo Wei, push forward three hundred years, push forward three hundred years..." I He slapped his mouth and blocked his disgusting words in his throat.
"Tell me who it is."
He blinked, removed my hand, his slender eyes curled, and smiled, "Sixth Prince, Liu Che."
The name Liu Che has already blurred my face in my mind. I vaguely remember that it was a teenager very close to me. He looked like his emperor father, Junxiu Wushuang. When I was young, I always liked to be by my side, thinking of me. Peek at me when you don't notice. As an unfavored prince, his status in the Imperial College is very low, he is a typical punching bag, and his grades are average. He will not be the bottom of the list and be criticized, and he is not the object of praise. When the master talks about Liu Che, he is always "well-behaved and so-so. "Eight words.
It is hard to imagine that he will be the only prince who has been able to subvert the Queen's regime after five or six years of keeping a low profile in Mo Wei's mouth.
What I didn't expect was that besides being my cousin, he was also my cousin... Mo Wei said that the royal marriage relationship was very complicated, and he did not lie to me.
The emperor is critically ill, and the princes are ready to move. No one is optimistic about Liu Che, the sixth prince. Under the clouds of the imperial capital, there is rare peace.
Before going, I asked Mo Wei-are you sure he will help me?
Mo Wei smiled and said: "I don't know if he will help you, but he will help Dongli as long as Dongli is willing to help him. Once he ascends the throne, you will be fine-he knows very well, you alone It is impossible to compete with him for the throne with one's own power and a title.
So, when I went to see Liu Che that night, I was not for myself, but as the spokesperson of the master.
The moonlight is clear, the weakly crowned young man Xiuya comes out of the dust, burns the fragrance of the Suqin, a song of spring rivers, flowers and moonlights, and the night is so peaceful that I can't hear a trace of murderousness. I thought that he would play ambush on all sides...
The last note tremblingly stopped at his fingertips. He looked up at my hiding place and smiled and said, "Come out." He bowed his head and sighed, "I often hear people say, but when I know, why do I do this? But the strings are all right?"
I choked and walked out of the shadows, "That's because I don't understand rhythm."
I'm a person who doesn't understand the rhythm, and I don't know how to play.
The young man’s eyes are slightly rounded, his slender eyes are scheming and deep, his round eyes are innocent, and his eyes are soft to look at, and his moon-white gown is lined with that look. Who can believe him There were three thousand dead men in his hands-sure enough, people couldn't look good.
I sat cross-legged across from him, he handed over a cup of tea, I took it and put it aside, and listened to him warmly call me: "Sister..."
It seems that he understands everything.