Chapter 169: Destiny 15 Youwei, this matter is over, let’s go back together...

Li Yanze looked at the woman below him. She had a pretty face, but her eyes were dull. Her beautiful black hair swayed gently in the wind blowing in from the window.

The nobles under the throne were already terrified, especially Prince Yu, who kept calling out to the Imperial Master, begging him to take immediate action to protect his safety.

But she just stood in the hall quietly like the moonlight.

"You may have some misunderstandings about us monks." Li Yanze explained to Qi Youwei: "We only kill evil spirits, we don't take human souls."

The woman today was clearly a human spirit, not an evil spirit. They would rarely intervene in matters involving cause and effect, unless they figured out that she was tainted with evil spirits.

Li Yanze chased after her that night only because he was afraid that she would hurt someone, but there was indeed no trace of evil in her.

Li Yanze lowered his eyes, pinched his fingers a few times, and then turned his hand over and placed it on the table.

Not only that, there are several causal lines on her body, and there are too many ties. Her soul can only wander like this, which is also a pain for her.

The woman turned her head to look at the throne, and suddenly approached, but just sniffed twice, and then left.

Then he walked towards Prince Yu with a clear purpose, grabbed his neck, and dragged him out like a chicken.

"Where's the Imperial Master?! Where's the Imperial Master?"

The royal relatives who were watching did not dare to say anything. They only secretly glanced at Qi Youwei's face. Seeing that he kept talking to the people around him without any movements, many of them became active and thought that he was instructing them.

Prince Yu's face turned purple and the door to the hall suddenly opened.

A noble lady in white linen came in with the imperial tutor. Neither she nor the imperial tutor gave Prince Yu, who was about to be strangled, a single glance.

In such an occasion, she wore no hairpins or jewelry, and was dressed in linen clothes, but she looked contented. Li Yanze recognized her, she was clearly Aunt Yue who gave him the gold ring...

Li Yanze's eyes widened when he heard someone calling her "Noble Concubine De".

"It's a blessing that you're still alive today."

Her voice was calm and gentle, but she stood there and watched Prince Yu being strangled to death bit by bit.

As Prince Yu became lifeless, the woman in white who had just killed someone immediately let go and hugged Concubine De, rubbing against him like a little child.

Concubine De took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands, patted her head, and called her Zhuzhu with a smile. Her gesture was obviously intimate and natural.

Concubine De stood in the main hall, restrained her smile, turned her head and glanced at all the royal relatives present one by one, waved her hand, and asked the maids to come forward and prick the fingers of the royal relatives to draw blood.

"Don't go too far! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still here. What kind of witchcraft are you and the Imperial Master performing?"

Li Yanze seemed to understand something, and looked at Zhuzhu who was hiding behind Concubine De, and then frowned and calculated. Qi You leaned against him slightly, looking at them lazily with his eyes downcast.

"It was my instruction. Please go ahead."

Qi Youwei only said this, and no one dared to object.

Li Yanze finished his calculations, turned his hand over, looked at Qi Youwei and sighed softly. "I understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light lit up in the hall. The national teacher made a hand gesture, and a formation with complex patterns lit up and gathered on Zhuzhu, who had a confused look on her face.

Li Yanze was fascinated by the sight. It was rare to see such a mysterious formation.

Zhuzhu suddenly closed her eyes, and Li Yanze could feel that all the causal lines on her body had disappeared, and the heavy things that bound her disappeared.

Concubine De had tears in her eyes, but more of them were joy. She turned to look at Qi Youwei and said, "The formation still needs a relative she cares about the most to call back her soul. You are her child, Youwei, come."

Li Yanze clearly saw Qi You smile. When he saw it, he felt inexplicably sad and grabbed his hand.

Qi Youwei stood up slightly, and Li Yanze followed him closely. He saw him walk indifferently behind Zhuzhu without any hesitation.

But only Li Yanze, who had been holding Qi Youwei's hand all the time, knew that he was holding Li Yanze's hand tightly, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.

"Mother, let's go."

After a few breaths, the formation did not react at all. Qi Youwei took a deep breath, smiled again, and looked at Concubine De.

"Aunt Yue, you should come. It's not blood relationship that makes us family."

After saying that, he pulled Li Yanze and turned around. Concubine De hurriedly called out, "Youwei!" Li Yanze turned around and looked over. Concubine De had a complicated expression on her face as she looked at Zhuzhu who had her eyes closed.

"Zhuzhu, let's go."

As soon as she finished speaking, the red light of the formation became brighter, and her figure slowly disappeared.

Qi Youwei never looked at him again. Li Yanze remembered what Qi Youwei said to him in Taoxi Village.

"My family is not close to me, my mother died early, and my father is not kind..."

It turned out that his mother, who died early, didn't love him either.

The palace banquet ended in such a farce. Li Yanze no longer had the heart to leave and only wanted to stay with Qi Youwei.

Before leaving, Concubine De looked at Li Yanze and said, "Yanze, if you want to leave, you should leave as soon as possible."

Li Yanze shook his head and held Qi Youwei's hand: "I'm not leaving today."

Concubine De stood in the corridor, dressed in a plain linen dress, her eyes still red. She looked deeply at the two people standing side by side, and suddenly smiled.

"good."

It was just as cold in the palace at night, and it didn't change no matter how many luxurious things there were.

Qi Youwei dismissed all the palace servants, and Li Yanze took the lantern on his own initiative and walked slowly with him along the long and narrow palace path.

"We Taoists believe in the law of fate." Li Yanze carefully considered his words. "Sometimes the fate of a person cannot completely determine the fate of his life."

"If the relationship between parents is weak, there may be compensation in other places."

Qi You smiled and said, "Aren't you going to discuss the Dao with me?"

Li Yanze coughed lightly and moved closer to him: "Anyway, you understand what I mean, right?"

Qi Youwei suddenly looked at him and kept staring at him until Li Yanze blushed and dodged.

"Like God made me meet you?"

Li Yanze opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. Qi Youwei changed the subject on his own.

"Just now in the palace, did you see it?"

Li Yanze's smile suddenly disappeared, and he hummed in a low voice. He now understood what was going on with Qi Youwei's Tianque.

"The human soul is not in that state. Although it can be seen that someone has been constantly nourishing her soul, it can still be seen that her mind is exhausted. It can only be that she was filled with a large formation before she died."

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Qi Youwei suddenly grabbed Li Yanze's hand and pulled him in a sudden change of direction. The further they walked, the more weeds grew between the bricks on both sides of the palace road.

"Do you remember the story you heard at the noodle stall?" Qi You smiled: "I can't tell it as well as he does, but every word is true."

Li Yanze heard the sound of unknown insects in the night. Perhaps it was because of the fast walk just now that his heart beat faster. Li Yanze looked at him, his heart pounding. Under the cold moonlight, he did not smile, but calmly spread out his softest belly to him.

He was still the same emperor. In his early years, he had also planned for the world, but only those who have done things know that a mediocre person is a mediocre person, even if he is an emperor.

So he changed. He wanted to enjoy himself, indulged in beautiful women and fine wine, feasted and had fun, and wasted most of his life. One day, he realized the consequences of his indulgence as a conservative leader. He wanted to make amends, but he believed in fate.

There is a proverb that came from an unknown source, saying that the emperor's luck has not yet ended, and one of his sons is the reincarnation of an emperor star with the imperial aura of Ziwei.

The emperor did not want his son to save the situation for him, and let the history books of later generations record his debauchery and immorality. Fortunately, he had a son who could save the situation. So he sought help from immortals everywhere, until Prince Yu offered a method.

Borrow luck.

The fortune of the royal family is too huge to worry about, but when the prince is still in the womb, the mother can press the center of the formation and transfer the fortune to the emperor through the formation. This method will not only bring prosperity to the emperor himself, but also protect the entire royal family.

As for what would happen to the mother or the prince, the emperor didn't care. He was completely focused on achieving his imperial ambitions and hegemony.

At this time, Lin Zhu, who had just been sold into the palace, did not know that she was the destined one.

There were so many women with the same birth date in the country, and the emperor didn't want to miss any of them. Lin Zhu thought it was just a coincidence of fate, but she didn't know it was an inevitable result.

At that time, Concubine De had just given birth to the third prince. She did not love the emperor, nor did she want to compete for favors. It was just that her mother's family needed her to do so. She just thought that she had been muddle-headed for half her life and had always been a decent puppet.

Even the emperor didn't know that Lin Zhu had known Consort De at that time. The two women in the palace had very different statuses, and the storybooks only speculated on how they were scheming against each other and competing for favor.

But in fact, Lin Zhu's optimism and liveliness, a pair of deft hands that can cook all kinds of beautiful dishes, and endless jokes make this puppet have a heart and grow flesh and blood.

They are non-blood relatives and close sisters.

Until that sacrifice, Lin Zhu was assigned to sweep the temple.

There was no love at first sight, only lust and horrible rape. Even if the emperor granted her a title the next day after knowing her birth date, the palace could not change that this was a rape.

Lin Zhu was under strict guard in the palace. To outsiders, this was a supreme favor, but only she knew that this was imprisonment.

A month later she became pregnant, and Lin Zhu became Concubine Rou from then on. The emperor hoped that she would be gentle and obedient.

Even more fortunately, the emperor had been waiting for this child with imperial aura, and he was in Lin Zhu's belly.

Lin Zhu hated the emperor and the child, but she couldn't show it. Concubine De understood her, but she could only advise her to be patient.

Without the child, Lin Zhu would lose her value, become a criminal, and die immediately. Concubine De's mother's family was powerful, so they secretly investigated and soon found out what was going on.

Lin Zhu had been in the formation for ten months. On the day of delivery, Qi Youwei's fate was perfectly fulfilled. The emperor laughed heartily, even though the child was born with bruises all over his body and a weak heart.

Lin Zhu looked at Qi Youwei, hating him and feeling sorry for him, and for some unknown reason she reached out to strangle him to death.

The formation has been completed, and the consumables will naturally be thrown into the cold palace. Lin Zhu, who has filled the formation, has lost his soul and will not live for many years. The prince with heart disease has been predicted not to live past thirty.

Qi Youwei and Lin Zhu were both in the cold palace, but they were separated by a wall and were under separate surveillance.

"Actually, I have met her." Qi Youwei thought for a while and said, "One Mid-Autumn Festival, there was a small hole in the palace wall. The eunuch in charge was too lazy to patch it up. I heard the sound of osmanthus flowers falling from the next door, so I lay on the small hole to look."

"I saw her and Aunt Yue sitting under a osmanthus tree. A little boy who was older than me was hitting the tree with a pole. The osmanthus flowers were falling bit by bit, and they smelled very fragrant. She was wrapped in a blanket, and her body was covered with osmanthus flowers. She smiled and shook her head, and seemed to glance over here."

Qi Youwei didn't say anything else, but Li Yanze understood the hidden meaning of his words.

Because of this ambiguous smile, Qi Youwei had a fantasy about happiness in his heart.

Today, he woke up from his dream.

Li Yanze suddenly hugged Qi Youwei, and the fresh scent of soapberry on the young man filled his arms. Cold tears dripped into Qi Youwei's neck. Qi Youwei held his back and sighed softly.

"I'm not that sad. She has a hundred reasons to hate me and no reason to love me. I understand."

Li Yanze has traveled far and wide and has heard and witnessed various tragedies in the world, but he has always regarded them as an outsider and has always felt compassion and sympathy for them.

But this time, he cried so hard that his face was all red. Qi You smiled and held his cheeks and wiped them, his fingers gently stroked his wet long eyelashes.

In Lin Zhu's last few years, Concubine De had been with her, nurturing her soul and planning revenge. She was not fighting for power for her son to become emperor, she just wanted to destroy.

As for the child who was thrown into the cold palace and grew up alone, no one knew how he survived carefully and how he grew up.

In the past few years, the emperor had taken advantage of his luck and several princes followed suit, either for longevity or for good fortune. Of course, none of them were so lucky or perfect, so they bought some poor girls into their palaces, and when they got pregnant, they found someone to transfer the fortune of the mother and child to themselves.

In their view, since there is such a cost-free and profitable thing, who would care what happens to the consumables? It is already a blessing to have good food and drink.

Most of these women and children died on the day of delivery. The Taoist priest, whom the emperor regarded as the imperial master, gained fame, wealth and status through these means, but his apprentice could no longer tolerate such things and secretly cooperated with Concubine De.

At this time, Qi Youwei was still outside the situation, watching the undercurrents in the court and the imperial concubine De Guifei constantly feeding poison to the old emperor.

Maybe he was really born to be an emperor, secretly assessing the situation and using the opponent's strength to his advantage.

On the day of the coup, no one expected that he would be the winner in the end. The old emperor thought that he longed for the father-son relationship and would be extremely submissive if he was given some sweet treats, and Concubine De thought that he also hoped to destroy the entire imperial court.

"If the imperial court is destroyed, the common people will suffer a worse fate than these royal family members." Li Yanze muttered in a low voice. "Now the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the politics is clear. The people who deserved death in the royal family have also been killed. This is a win-win situation."

Qi You smiled and said, "How can we have the best of both worlds? The world still belongs to the Qi family."

Li Yanze and Qi Youwei sat on the steps of the desolate and dilapidated palace. The moon was as cold as water, and only the leaves rustled. Turning to the other side, the osmanthus tree was tall, but it was not the season for osmanthus flowers to bloom, so only the leaves rustled.

No wonder he was unwilling to become emperor. Even after killing the emperor, he did not rush to announce the emperor's death to the public. He just let him be seriously ill and go out to recuperate.

Qi Youwei remained calm and indifferent. Li Yanze listened quietly and took off his outer robe to cover him.

"Now I understand why you don't want to go back to the imperial capital. If you are willing, we can go back to Taoxi Village when you recover."

Qi Youwei finally showed a different expression, looked at him and repeated in a low voice: "We?"

Li Yanze hesitated for a moment, then looked at him and smiled: "We."

Qi You held his cheek slightly, lowered his head and moved closer to him, then suddenly hugged him and pressed their lips against each other. Li Yanze's breathing became a little rapid, and he tentatively licked him randomly.

It was not until his tongue tip hooked and entangled him that Li Yanze realized that it was Qi Youwei's tongue that he was biting.

Qi Youwei excitedly hooked his open lips, and their disordered breaths played together. Li Yanze trembled all over and his heart was pounding.

Qi Youwei hugged him tightly, pressing them together. He rubbed Li Yanze's cheek and whispered to confirm: "We?"

Li Yanze did not answer immediately. He calmed down for a while and leaned his head on his shoulder. He didn't expect that one day he would really feel that if this was such a destined fate, then he would just indulge in the world.

His six senses are no longer pure and his mind is not clear.

"Youwei, now that we are done here, let's go back to Taoxi Village together."