Empty White

Eyes meet, enemies confront each other, laughter and tears meet, and no ghosts appear...

He hates me and I hate him.

The wind blew the lights, I looked at him and he looked at me.

In the scorching hot wind, I follow the wind and fire, reminiscing about my youth...

When he was young, he was in Taiji, and when he was young, he was in the East Palace.

The Princess of Liang is of a very high generation. Every year at the beginning of summer, the East Palace and I would go to the Guanyin Temple together to present gifts to the Princess of the Li family and celebrate her birthday.

To demonstrate the Crown Prince's benevolence, filial piety, and sincerity, the Crown Prince's carriage stopped a few miles away from Guanyin Temple. For the remaining ten miles, the Crown Prince and I rode together.

It was so in the past and it is so today.

The prince became the emperor, and ascended the throne on a crane carriage.

The sage's carriage stopped ten miles away, the sky was dark and the earth was gloomy. That night, it was within this ten-mile road that the King of Wei set an ambush.

The covetousness of the kings in Chang'an for the throne did not disappear with the deaths of King Qi, King Ping, King Ning... The emperor's suspicion of his ministers did not disappear with the deaths of Erlang, Sanlang, Silang...

The sage was in the ambush of the King of Wei, and the king was already in the trap of the emperor.

His Majesty the Emperor is aware of every move made in Yongfufang.

This day is Ghost Festival, all ghosts and ghost ministers will not come out.

Son of Heaven, come to kill the wind and remove the sun...

“Not an immortal… Not an immortal…”

The King of Wei was bleeding and gasping for breath, and he called to me with his remaining life.

I was in a daze and suddenly came to my senses.

Wulang was seriously injured and bleeding. If he was not rescued, he would bleed to death soon.

"Fei Xian, it's me who is useless. I...can't save you from this cage..."

Wulang apologized to me when he was dying.

He was covered in blood as he expressed his shame towards me, and I felt unworthy of it.

I hugged him, he looked at the emperor and asked me.

"If... I were the Son of Heaven, would you love me?"

He asked again, but I didn't answer.

Li Wulang refused to give up, so he asked again.

"If I were the emperor, Li Nu, would you look at me more and listen to me more?"

He was covered in wounds and asked questions in pain.

I didn't say anything. That day, I gave all my remaining kindness to Li Jiawulang.

When a person is about to die, I should speak kindly.

I can't tell the lies I told to deceive Wulang out of kindness, even if it means a bloody robbery.

I don't want Wulang to be sad, and I don't want to go against my heart.

I avoided Wu Lang silently. I had nowhere to look, my eyes wandering and hiding. In the end, I could only look at the true emperor who stood between day and night...

If the emperor does not speak, I will also be silent.

My silence, my silence, and my tears have given rise to many mistakes.

The King of Wei mistakenly thought that he only thought I didn't like He Nu, but liked the emperor.

"In my next life, I will fight for the throne and become the emperor!"

King Wei roared at the emperor. He was reluctant to leave the world and was attached to power.

"He Nu, in my next life, I will be the first to rebel against you."

There never was a next life...

This life...is not over yet...

King Li swallowed his tears and declared war on the emperor of Li at the end of his life.

I never thought that the most principled person among the Li Jiajun generation was Li Wulang from Yongfufang.

"Feixian, I am content to die in your arms..."

The King of Wei was crying, and I was crying too.

"Slave Li, for you, in my next life, I will become the emperor too."

He told me in my ear.

Li Wulang boasted, his bloody mouth opened, and his words were light and airy. He wanted me to be blinded by his lust for power and bear the infamy of blood debt...

I was wrong, I was wrong, my kindness was wrong, I was wrong...

Once a word is spoken, the last words will last forever.

I took the precious sword back from Li Wu's body.

Not a breath, not an eye blink.

The knife in my hand pierced deeply into Wulang's heart in an instant.

Tears slid down my cheeks, and my tears stopped as soon as they stopped.

I don't hurt Wulang's heart, I just cut his heart out.

The emperor shot arrow after arrow at his wounds, but none of them hit his vital parts.

The first blow I stabbed at the King of Wei was not fatal.

It was the knife that pierced his heart that took his life.

A knife cuts my heart, and I replied to him with a bright white knife.

King Li is pursuing the world and insists on involving me, so naturally... there is only one way out, and that is death.

"Won't!"

I dug into his heart.

"Never!"

I cut his heart.

Li Wu was dying, I threw him away fiercely. He would not die in my arms.

Li Wulang, I thought he was different from the young masters of the Li family. But when I looked closely at him before his death, I found that he and his brothers and sisters were of the same lineage as the young masters of the Li family, and were no different.

He loves the throne, he fights for power, he wants the dragon chair, he wants to seize the world.

Why speak for myself?

Why involve me?

He only cares about himself, he loves himself, but he has the audacity to put all the blame on me.

If he truly loved me, he shouldn't have talked about fighting for the throne for me. He should have knelt down and handed the throne to me.

It's me, I'm too kind.

It's them, they are so evil.

Li Wu's last words in his life drained away the last bit of kindness in me.

I responded to Wu Lang's shameless questioning with my words and actions.

King Wei died.

When a saint laughs, it is a sneer; when the emperor is sad, it is not compassion.

The sky is dark and people die.

The God of Heaven is in the sky, the wind and the lamp bow down to him, and all the ghosts submit.

"This life is still broken, with lost soldiers and defeated troops, traitors and defeated ministers. How can there be an afterlife?"

He Nu said with a calm smile.

It should be so, it ought to be so, it should be so.

Li Wulang deserves to die!

This is a wise decision made by the emperor.

The King of Wei was devastated, blood flowed everywhere, and the ground was covered with deathly silence, which frightened the Princess of Liang so much that she almost lost her soul.

I stepped on Li Junyan's still warm corpse and questioned the emperor.

"It's you!"

It was he who spared Wu Lang's life, it was he who let Li Junyan escape into Guanyin Temple, it was he who had planned it all in advance, it was to scare the Princess of Liang, he only wanted to force me.

He wants Li Jiawulang to die at my hands.

This tyrant made no secret of it.

"It's me!"

He knew that the King of Wei would disturb the princess, but he still let Wulang escape into the Guanyin Temple. I knew that the tyrant would not give up, but I still fled to the Guanyin Temple and implicated the Princess of Liang.

A smile in front of the lamp, long sorrow under the moon.

When the wind blows, the king defeats the ghosts and all the ghosts stay away.

The ghostly wind that night blew up the emperor's robes, and also blew up my dress.

Killing his brother is the duty of the emperor.

Killing one's brother is an important duty of the emperor.

He used his sword and arrow to eliminate the Li Wangs one by one according to the sequence. This was the emperor's post and this was your majesty's livelihood.

I asked him about his sins, and he counted my iniquities.

He is right, I am right.

He was wrong, and so was I.

The evil spirit pounced and bit, tearing flesh and blood. At this point, the bastard and the tyrant, two heartless people, were just competing to see who had the crueler heart!

The King of Wei plotted treason.

Concubine Zhang submitted a memorial overnight, in which she enumerated the crimes of her own son. The Concubine scolded her rebellious son and sacrificed one to save a thousand.

The Queen Mother requested to be demoted in order to protect the relatives and descendants of the King of Wei, as well as the rest of his sons and grandchildren, so that they would not be implicated by the five sons.

The sage was not in Taiji Palace, and Empress Dowager Feng forgave the Zhang family.

The evening breeze of the mid-moon blew by. After that night, the princess was frightened. In the name of protecting the princess, the emperor naturally moved into the Guanyin Temple. The princess was frightened both physically and mentally, and the emperor pretended to be sincere, and the king bowed to serve the princess of Liang.

After that night, I met this tyrant every day. I treated him with indifference, remained in a daze every day, never paid any attention to him, and never responded.

He has plans, and I have tricks.

If the Son of Heaven fails to attend court every day and the Emperor is lazy in governing the country every night, then he is not the Son of Heaven or the Emperor.

On the first day of August, Empress Dowager Feng ordered the emperor to return to the Li family's Taiji Palace.

Prime Minister Wang and Prime Minister Yan joined forces with Prime Minister Pei to force the emperor to abdicate. The three prime ministers and other ministers requested the Queen Mother of Xingqing Palace to depose the emperor and establish a new one.

That day, He Nu had to go back to Taiji Palace in Chang'an City.

Force the emperor to abdicate and ask the queen mother to appoint a new emperor.

Of course, this was my order and my doing.

I am not powerless, nor am I completely defenseless.

He Nu, he is plotting and scheming, and will never let me go. So I will take away his most beloved possession, and I will pull him off the throne...