Moon White

After the death of King Qi, King Guangcheng obeyed the order and hung the head of King Ni at Tonghua Gate.

I remember that day, the sky shed handfuls of cold tears.

"cousin--"

A shrill and final sound.

Zhuzhi couldn't wait for the Li family's guillotine and was killed in Tonghua Gate during the heavy rain.

She died right in front of me.

Bamboo branches, bamboo branches.

Banzhuzhi, Banzhuzhi.

Mrs. Ban from the Prince of Qi's mansion committed suicide for love for the Prince of Qi, and Zhuzhi and her cousin eventually died together.

Dying under the city gate without having to endure the pain of being beheaded, perhaps, for Zhuzhi, this is the best way for her to die.

After the death of King Ni, the emperor of the Li Dynasty suddenly remembered the brotherhood between him and Erlang, which had never existed in life or death.

His Majesty ordered people to pick up the clothes of the King of Qi, and he built a tomb for Li Erlang.

The emperor mourned his deceased brother in Taiji Palace and ordered all the women from the north and outside to come to the palace to mourn.

The imperial concubine in the palace knelt in the mourning hall. All the princesses and princesses of the Li family were there, including Huayang and Anyang. Even Princess Yiyang, who had not been seen for a long time, was there, and of course I was among them too.

The sage lamented Ban Ruren's infatuation and ordered that Li Er be buried together with Zhuzhi with the ceremony of a princess.

Zhuzhi's death was her own fault, no one could save her.

Try again, still no solution.

I am powerless, I can't save her, and I don't want to save her.

When the King of Qi was defeated, she died for love.

If the King of Qi wins, she will not be the first wife, let alone the queen.

It is not her turn to have the love and status of a couple.

What Erlang loves most is everything about Henu, and what Erlang hates most is only Henu.

The King of Qi loves the saint the most, but also hates the saint the most.

The most loved and the most hated, none of them belong to Zhuzhi. I don’t know why she is so busy and works so hard for half her life?

Zhuzhi is stubborn and has lived her whole life only for her cousin. No matter whether the King of Qi wins or loses, Zhuzhi will always lose miserably.

Mrs. Ban was buried with the King of Qi, and Your Majesty helped Zhuzhi to do so. This was one of the few good deeds done by Henu.

The saint's behavior is hypocritical and false, but occasionally there is true emotion. This is his true self, and it is also my true self.

I swore not to shed tears for Zhuzhi, but at the funeral of King Qi, I still shed a few tears for Mrs. Ban.

When we met in the mourning hall that day, the sage said that Mrs. Ban was infatuated, and I said that Zhuzhi was stupid.

Just one word difference, and in the blink of an eye, in front of all the women of the Li family, the saint and I parted ways on bad terms as usual.

After a dispute, only a group of panicked people were left, hurriedly bowing down.

During the seven days of keeping vigil for the King of Qi, Han Chongrong saw me every day. She seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and her face seemed to express a thousand words.

She wants to keep me in Taiji Palace!

What she wanted to say, what she wanted to say, was nothing more than the Li family and Li family affairs.

I didn't want to get involved in the intrigues among the imperial concubines. I ignored it on the pretext of mourning the King of Qi and didn't talk to her.

The entire Xue family was sentenced to be beheaded. Concubine Xue Shu did not seek help from the Saint of Yongle Palace or the Empress Dowager of Xingqing Palace, but came to the mourning hall to beg me.

She begged me in front of the spirit of King Qi. She begged me. She wanted me to ask the Saint to ask His Majesty the Emperor to revoke his order and change the beheading to exile.

I ask the saint?

I pray to the saint for Xue Yinmei, and I plead for Xue Shufei?

I am pleading for the Xue family, am I pleading for the rebels?

I don't care about the Queen Mother? I don't care about the Yan family?

Will the saint grant my request?

Every word and sentence is so true that to me it sounds nothing but ridiculous.

Concubine Xue Shu was just like the Prince of Qi, in a panic, not knowing where to go and not knowing what to wear because of the cold.

The Empress of Chengxiang Palace has confused the inside and outside, and can no longer distinguish between the noble and the humble, or between good and evil.

Last time, I pretended to forgive her mother, and this Concubine Shu, who had lived in Taiji Palace for many years, actually thought I was a good person.

I am a good person, naturally I am a good person. To the corpse stitcher, of course I am a good person.

The corpse-stitching craftsman has no livelihood for three seasons of the year, and just waits for the tortures in the autumn. He sews human skin, flesh, bodies, and heads. The Xue family has a lot of people, and the craftsman is also looking forward to the generous reward from the Concubine Shu in the palace...

Although I don't know how much firewood and rice cost, there is no need for me to talk too much and ruin other people's hard-earned livelihood.

I can't be a bad person and delay the common people in Chang'an from earning money.

I didn't even glance at him, much less agree.

Perhaps Concubine Xue Shu was concerned about her mother's family. Right in front of the coffin of Prince Qi, in front of the ladies of the inner and outer families, and all the daughters and daughters-in-law of the Li family were present, Concubine Xue Shu had something important to tell me.

Important matters? Explain clearly?

"This is about the saint, and even more about the Marquis of Luoyang, and also about how I got the so-called Shufei..." she said loudly.

I didn't need to think too much, it must be the couple who conspired to laugh at me, scold me and harm me. I pretended to be deaf and dumb and didn't want to know.

"That day, in the East Palace, I saw the Saint..."

Everyone inside and outside looked at her, and I also opened my eyes and became interested.

Concubine Xue's words came to an abrupt end.

She spoke of seeing the saint, and her eyes also saw the saint.

Unfortunately, before she could finish her important message, the Saint suddenly appeared. His Majesty's face was as cold as frost in the cold moon.

Concubine Xue Shu knelt down in panic and dared not say another word.

The emperor was furious for no reason, Huayang's face drooped, Anyang trembled, no one in the mourning hall dared to speak, and I didn't dare to say anything to show that I was not afraid.

"Shu Fei is so loyal and filial, since she has not forgotten the Xue family, why not follow her mother's family?"

When the superior is angry, the sage speaks lightly and harshly, which seems to be a reward or a punishment.

All the crying stopped and the King of Qi's mourning hall was silent.

Since I am the wife of the Li family, why do I say I am still the daughter of the Xue family?

She doesn't care about her husband's family, she only cares about her mother's family.

Concubine Shu is from the Xue family, not a saint, and His Majesty the Emperor cannot tolerate her in the slightest.

This is the favorite concubine of Taiji Palace. Even though she is loved and favored, her prosperity, decline, life and death are only in the mind of the saint.

Or perhaps, the saint had a new favorite, Concubine Han, and no longer remembered his old love, Concubine Xue.

Saint, Concubine Shu, your husband and wife are estranged, so naturally I will add to the chaos.

"I am blind and ignorant. What happened to the Eastern Palace and the Saint, Your Majesty?" I interrupted and asked.

The sage said nothing, and the concubine shed tears.

Xue Yinmei, for her own life, had only one thing on her lips: "Your Majesty and your wife have a deep love for each other, and I envy and hate it."

The love between brother and sister is deep, but each of them is wounded. Which brother and sister would hurt and kill each other to show their deep love?

Concubine Shu loves to be jealous. She will drink a full pot of vinegar no matter whether it is vinegar or not.

The Taiji Palace was cold and boring. The couple had nothing to do on cold days, so they teamed up to tease me for fun.

His Majesty left, Concubine Shu left, and Princess Huayang could not hide her anger and she cursed.

"Crazy, crazy, crazy, all the Xue family members, whether close or far, big or small, are crazy!"

Everything Huayang said was correct.

The eldest princess said this, and the queen mother also cursed her in the same way.

Xingqing Palace didn't like Concubine Xue in the first place, and when Xue Yinmei caused a disturbance in the mourning hall of Prince Qi, the Queen Mother was even more disgusted.

Unfortunately, the saint deeply loves the daughter of his enemy, which makes Xingqing Palace very unhappy, but Yongle Palace dotes on her immensely.

After that day, Concubine Xue Shu entered the palace and became a Taoist priest. The sage raised her in the Taiji Palace and no one was allowed to visit or disturb her.

Until the day when the Saint and I died together, I went in and out of Taiji Palace many times, but never saw Concubine Xue Shu again.

After the seven-day wake, my injuries did not heal for several days, so Empress Dowager Feng asked me to stay in the palace to recuperate.

I say that the terrain of Taiji Palace is not suitable for cultivating the body and mind.

The royal palace should not be affected by injuries or illnesses, so the sage said.

"Are you still going to the apricot orchard?" asked the queen mother.

The Empress Dowager did not know that my Xinglin had long been enclosed by the saint into the palace and became the territory of the Li family.

"No, I won't go anymore..." I was feeling upset and my words were full of helplessness.

He Nu curled his lips to suppress a smile.

I looked around and saw the Empress Dowager in front of me, so I thought he wouldn't dare do anything to me. I reached out and pinched his wound hard.

The saint suppressed a smile.

I said that in Chang'an City, the Yinyue Palace is the most suitable place for self-cultivation.

The Queen Mother agreed.

After kneeling together for seven days, Princess Yi Yang and I agreed to live together in Yin Yue Palace.

The princess likes quietness and doesn't want to see strangers.

I am not a talkative person to begin with, and now that I am deaf, I naturally feel quiet everywhere.

It happened that she was the princess's companion.

The princess is the princess of the Li family, Yinyue Palace, Yan Qi and Yan Lin, and the mistress of the Yan family dare not rashly visit and disturb them.

Although Yinyue Palace is in Chang'an City, it is secluded and elegant. I enjoyed a rare tranquility in the bustling city.

King Ying was ordered to return to Chang'an from Yizhou, and Lord Li married a concubine in the depths of winter.

That day, Baodai and King Ying went to Banzhengfang together. Madam Chen invited me to the wedding banquet. King Ying did not enter Yinyue Palace. He walked a few more steps and went to Lingtai Temple.

The King of England cordially invited the Saint to visit the Royal Palace.

That winter, I was recuperating in the princess's Yinyue Palace, and the saint was recuperating in Yan Xiang's Lingtai Temple.

Yinyue Palace and Lingtai Temple are both located in Banzhengfang, one close and one far away from Taiji Palace, but in fact they are adjacent to each other.

Only separated by a wall.