MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 244 Finale (41)
244 Finale (41)
Xiao Ke looked sad and turned his head to wipe his tears.
Zong Zheng won when his father saw his mother ’s eyes very tenderly, and his heart was afraid of his father, so he subtracted a few points. He slowly walked to the bed and pulled the sleeves of his father. The morning sun symbolizes hope. The father and emperor are holding the mother to the courtyard to bask in the sun, and the mother will drink porridge. "His childish voice was serious.
Zong Zheng stunned for a moment. He really listened to what he said, put down the bowl, and picked up the man and went out.
There are two rows of sycamore trees outside the window, some of which are bare. He walked quietly with the breathless woman in his arms, his pace was extremely slow.
The orange-yellow light through the green-yellow interleaved leaves dappled light and shadows on them, as if they were split apart and the old pieces of time have been split, each one is a wound. He looked at the woman's face, and his broken eyes were smashed together. The dried leaves on the ground roamed at his feet, making a rustling sound, and the sound of cracks crackling through his heart, suffocating and distant.
This heavy palace, with eaves and blue tiles, is as exquisite as paintings. But without her, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, to him, it is just a lonely dead thing.
The cool breeze in the fall blows the yellow leaves on his shoulders, reflecting his white hair and the lonely figure, which looks particularly desolate in the autumn colors of the garden in the morning light. His peerless face was filled with vicissitudes of expression, and the tenderness in his eyes covered the sorrow of that cavity.
She said that the morning sun symbolized hope, and he walked in the direction of the rising sun, hoping to find his hope at the other end of the road. But why, every time he took one more step, instead of not feeling hope, he became increasingly desperate?
Is her body too cold, or is his heart too cold?
"Aman, I know you're tired ... sleep when you're tired. This way ... no matter how far, I will hold you so that you won't be tired ... to accompany me to go further. "At that time, in the Jiangdu Palace, he held her in the shocked eyes of the people in the palace, and walked across a deep palace lane without any worries. She was so quiet in his arms, with her eyes closed and rest assured Asleep. Today, she is still in his arms, but he can no longer feel the happiness and contentment of the past.
Ten days later, the emperor was married and married a corpse. The news shocked the whole world. But no one stood up against it, because the young woman who was young and fragrant, used her wisdom and hard work to win the respect of all peoples.
It was a luxurious wedding, the city was lit with lights, and every road of Jingcheng was covered with a bright red carpet.
The young emperor was dressed in a festive red robe, without the usual coldness in his eyes, rippling with tenderness like water, with a happy smile at the corner of his mouth, and full of sadness in his smile. His arms clung tightly to the stunning woman in her arms, and the woman's red wedding dress was dragged to the floor by a long robe.
Behind them was the ornate emperor's embellishment, dazzling golden and dazzling pearl. A hundred thousand troops accompanied the people, and the people in Beijing picked flowers to pave the way for them, kneeling silently on both sides of the road, although everyone knows that this peerless wedding was just a desperate writing of an infatuated emperor for his premature love.
The nearby townspeople rushed to participate in this ancient and glorious wedding. Those people in the Jiangnan who had not reached the scene all laid down their livelihood on that day, kneeled down the street, and saddened by the premature fall of the red face. The boundless infatuation of the emperor was deeply moved.
Zongzheng hugged her and walked to the main hall, above the Dan, and accepted the congratulations of the subjects with the beloved woman. Without a title, she is still the princess. Because in his eyes, the title represents the difference between the concubine and the concubine, just like his mother and the queen of the year, and she is his only wife.
For the next five years, the world was unified and all peoples were at ease. Emperor Chengtian made great efforts in governance, diligent in government affairs, admitting eloquence, employing talents, and creating a peaceful and prosperous world in five years. His achievements are filled with youth history, and his love is passed down through the ages.
Xicheng, Tianshui Lake, and Moon Moon Tea Garden.
"Hurry up, hurry up. The emperor and the princess are coming!" In Yuyue Tea Garden, Shen Yu urged the girl who was not keen on hands and feet.
The girl responded and looked up curiously and asked, "Sister Shenyu, why is the emperor suddenly coming to us?"
"Don't ask more, work hard." Shen Yu reprimanded her face calmly, and when the girl left, she looked at the most glazed table in the garden. A flash is ten years. In addition to her, how many people remember that this tea plantation was the starting point of the woman's legendary life? That woman changed the fate of too many people, including her.
"Sister Shenyu, someone sent this." A girl came in from the outside and interrupted her thoughts. "Look, what is this? Flowers are not like flowers, grass is not like grass."
The sinking fish turned to see, and saw that girl holding a pot of flowers and grass-like things, transparent rhizomes, and black leaves like the shape of a horn closed, the size of a slap. Is this ... blood? !!
She trembled and asked, "Who gave it to you?"
The girl pointed outside the garden, and before she spoke, Shenyu ran out quickly.
The spring sun is bright and bright, shining in the blue water of the lake, and sparkling in the breeze.
In the middle of the lake, a light boat went away. The man in the gray monk robe stood upright with his hands behind his back and looked up slightly at the sky. The handsome face faded from the corners of the past. Everything indifferent. He looked up at the blue sky, and suddenly turned back to see the sinking fish on the shore. His eyes remained unchanged, and he just raised his lips and smiled, the smile seemed to be able to accommodate the vastness of the world.
The sinking fish was there, trying to stop him intuitively, but his voice was blocked in his throat. She vaguely remembered that during the years of that year, Li Yue went to Jiangnan with the current emperor. Another man would come here to sit alone every night. The man had a handsome face and deep eyes, as if no one could see through What was he thinking, but she knew clearly that he had come here to find the trail of Li Yue's past. For a long time, she couldn't help paying attention to him every day. Until one day, when she looked into his eyes, she could feel the great pain hidden in his heart, and she was shocked by herself. It turned out that looking at someone quietly like that, you can also understand in silence and fall in love with silence.
"Sister Shenyu, the emperor is here." The girl who followed her ripped off her sleeve. "Meet the emperor, the princess!"
Shen Yu returned to his heart, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Zongzheng worrying about when he had arrived.
The emperor holding a white woman, still in her early thirties, is still handsome and beautiful, but just a little more mature than before. His eyebrows were habitually locked, hiding a bottomless sorrow in a place invisible to others. He didn't wear a dragon robe, only wearing a white gold-lined shirt, with hair like snow, without any restraints, and scattered casually, as he had seen many years ago.
The emperor, like her at this moment, stood on the shore, staring at the distant canoe, and there was a look of peace in her eyes.
Shen Yu busy saluting, Zong Zheng waved his hand without worry, seeing the blood in the girl's hand, he looked slightly, and then turned to look at the gray figure in the lake, but in the blue lake, already Empty. His vision was a little complicated, and then he let go, smiling slightly like the gray robe monk man who had disappeared.
Shen Yu took the blood and handed it to the guard behind Zongzheng Wuyou.
Zong Zheng looked away without worry and went straight into the tea garden.
The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, the willows contain smoke, the glass shines in the water, and the silver waves fill the garden. This place is still like a fairyland, beautiful.
Zongzheng walked to the central cherry tree and placed the woman on a soft chair prepared for him. The people around him looked at his extremely gentle and careful movement, and couldn't help sighing. Shen Yu couldn't help wondering what kind of affection could make an emperor only spend five long years in the company of an icy corpse? !! There may be no lover in this world, but she's never heard of it so much.
"I don't need you here, just step back." Zongzheng said calmly.
Shen Yu took the lead and led everyone out of the park, leaving the space for both of them.
Zongzheng went to sit opposite the woman without worry. These two positions are exactly where they played chess for the first time ten years ago.
On the glazed table, the sinking fish has made people prepare tea for them, and the West Lake Longjing is full of fragrance. The sun shining through the circular skylight shines in the middle of them, where a game of chess is placed. The Chu and Han circles have long been blurred.
Zongzheng worrylessly poured a cup of tea for the woman. The blue and white porcelain cup on a white background was faintly blue, and there were a few slices of tea floating on the water. Man, do you remember the first time we played chess? "
The woman leaned quietly against the back of her chair, her eyes closed, her lips slightly open, but she did not answer.
He placed the chess pieces and looked at the woman's face, seeming helplessness and sighing. "We tempted each other and no one would tell the truth. You, too cautious!" With a slight smile on his lips, he couldn't see the deep hollow in his eyes. 2k novel reading network
