Chapter 49 Ending May you come and go like the wind,
The salty sea breeze hits my face, wild and fresh.
Shu Yao stood on the sand, gazing at the unrestrained blue sky.
It has been nearly half a year since I escaped from that splendid prison.
She rested for a long time.
For the first few days, she was like a frightened bird, sitting up alertly at the slightest movement at night, reaching for the dagger hidden under her pillow, as if the man would break in at any moment.
When her health improved a little, she began to fulfill her long-cherished wish.
She went to the south of the Yangtze River to see the apricot blossoms, spring rain, and flowing water under the small bridges.
The wind there was soft and sticky. She took a deep breath and felt her heart open.
I think it is because the world is so vast that my heart feels free.
She also traveled westward to explore the lonely smoke in the desert and the setting sun on the long river.
The sea of sand reaches the sky, and people are as small as mustard seeds in it.
All the grudges and hatreds of the past were swept away by the long wind and seemed insignificant.
At a certain moment, she finally believed that she was truly free.
See as you go.
Finally, it quietly docked in this unknown seaside town.
There is neither the bustling noise of carriages and horses of the Jin capital nor the winding corridors of the Liang Palace.
There are only the long coastline, the simple fishermen, and the never-ending sound of the tide.
She used her remaining silver to buy a wooden house with a sea view from the window, and woke up to the sound of the tide every day.
From now on, I will not rely on anyone, I will not depend on anyone, I will be able to feel sad or happy independently, and I will stay or go as I please.
With modern knowledge, she started selling marine insurance to protect fishermen.
The boatman only needed to pay a small amount of money and she would sign a contract as a guarantee. If there was any unexpected storm, he would be compensated according to the contract.
Seeing the fishermen no longer having to worry and going out to sea with peace of mind, a sense of security and warmth welled up in my heart.
She is also able to gain a firm foothold in this world with her own hands and brain.
The only regret was that Chuntao didn't come to see her.
That day in the delivery room.
Shu Yao once whispered to Chun Tao: "If he lets you out of the palace... you must go find the former residence of Lu Bo's ancestors and grandchildren..." There, the clues to finding her are hidden.
However, in order to prevent future troubles, Chuntao volunteered to go to Shuyao's cenotaph to keep vigil.
Sacrifice yourself and cut off the last clue pointing to Shu Yao.
Unintentionally, this sincerity became the best decoy.
When Xiao Chengjing saw that Chuntao was willing to keep vigil for her deceased master, his grief did not seem fake.
I have to believe that his Yaoyao will never come back.
To outsiders, he still sat in the court every day, reviewing memorials with his red pen, looking like a wise monarch.
The only thing he showed was an unusual persistence in tracing the origins of the palace maid that day.
I thought it was just a stand-in with a similar appearance.
Unexpectedly, the mystery was solved and it turned out to be the idea of Zhao's father and mother.
It turned out that they saw that Zhao Wan had not been favored by the emperor for a long time, so they came up with this method of using someone else as a substitute to try to find a way out for their daughter.
So much so that before dawn, Zhao Yan went straight to the side hall of the palace and knelt for a long time without getting up.
When Cui Jinzhong announced that "General Zhao wants to see you", Xiao Chengjing was playing a game of chess with an unfinished game.
Zhao Yan walked into the hall, and his heavy footsteps echoed in the hall.
When he reached the imperial desk, he suddenly lifted the hem of his official robe and knelt heavily on his knees.
"Your Majesty!" Zhao Yan kowtowed deeply. "Your Majesty has not abandoned me and entrusted me with such an important task. It is like a rebirth. My family and I are deeply grateful for your grace and have never dared to harbor even the slightest inappropriate thoughts. Heaven and earth can bear witness to my heart!" He rested his forehead on the tiled floor. "To show my gratitude, I beg to resign my post in the capital and depart today to permanently guard the northern border for Daliang, safeguarding this national border!"
Xiao Chengjing's hand holding the chess piece stopped in mid-air, and his gaze slowly moved from the chess board to Zhao Yan.
After staring for a long time, he gently placed the black piece between his fingers back into the chess pot.
"Zhao Qing," he called out. "Do you understand how profoundly this promise weighs?" He paused, as if to sear every word into his heart. "The northern border is bitterly cold, far from the capital, and a garrison there is no ordinary place." He sighed, barely audible.
"I know this very well!" Zhao Yan's eyes were full of magnanimity. "I hope Your Majesty will grant me this request!" His Adam's apple rolled, and when he spoke again, his tone was filled with the heaviness of a brother. "I am going to the border with no other worries in my heart, except... I am worried about Consort De." He raised his head slightly, his eyes full of earnestness. "Consort De is simple-minded and doesn't know the limits..."
Xiao Chengjing raised his hand to stop Zhao Yan from finishing his words. "Mr. Zhao, there's no need to say more." He stood up and walked over to Zhao Yan, gazing at this important official and close friend with a sharp gaze. "I promise you, no one in the palace can force her to do anything against her will, and no one can make her suffer unnecessarily." He nodded slightly at Zhao Yan. "It's bitterly cold at the border, take care of yourself. Go..."
A huge stone in Zhao Zheng's heart fell to the ground, and his eyes were slightly hot. "Your Majesty, thank you for your grace!"
On the day of farewell, the sky was gray.
Xiao Chengjing specially allowed Zhao Wan to see him off on the city wall.
Zhao Yan was dressed in military uniform, looking up with a heavy expression at his sister who was surrounded by palace servants.
Zhao Wan's eyes were red and swollen; she didn't know how long she'd been crying. As soon as she caught sight of her brother's familiar figure, tears instantly burst forth. She threw herself against the wall, desperately leaning forward. With a thick, sobbing voice, she shouted with all her might, "Brother—!" just like she had when she was little.
Almost at the same time.
"Empress!" A scolding suddenly rang out.
The nanny raised her arm slightly and just stopped Zhao Wan from leaning forward.
"The palace rules are strict. Your Majesty is so precious, please respect yourself!"
Zhao Yan felt as if his chest was hit by a blunt object, and a dull pain suddenly exploded.
In his eyes, the person on the city wall was not a concubine surrounded by jewels and jade, but that person——
An innocent girl who would chase butterflies in spring and smile with eyes curved for a string of candied haws.
Zhao Yan hastily turned his face away, suppressing his surging emotions. When he turned back, he tried his best to force a seemingly hearty smile and shouted towards the tower: "Don't cry! Brother is just going to guard the border! Take good care of yourself!" He didn't dare to mention Yongzhen for fear of scaring her.
Having said that, he no longer hesitated, suddenly turned his horse's head, whipped it, and rushed to the front of the team.
Never looked back.
Maybe it was fate, or maybe it was God's will.
Among the old people who were dismissed from the palace due to the death of Concubine Shu, there were actually one or two who recognized Shu Yao in this small town on the seashore.
The news was passed around for several times before being presented to the emperor.
Xiao Chengjing held the thin page of secret report in his hand and said nothing for a long time.
Finally, he put down the secret report and ordered the secret guard: "Send her the orange cat I raise. And also give her a message..."
Later, Xiao Chengjing had a dream.
In a dream.
He returned to the dilapidated and leaky Zen room in Ci'en Temple and turned into the seriously ill and dying boy again.
This time, he did not return to Liang State, but stayed in Jin State and became an ordinary commoner.
Not long after, the King of Jin passed away, and the capital of Jin was briefly in chaos.
As if there was a destiny pulling him together, he met her at the street corner after she escaped from the Hoston Palace.
He didn't use any tricks, he just treated her well silently and clumsily.
It is a meal when you are hungry and an umbrella in the rain.
She gradually let down her guard and willingly held his hand.
On their wedding night, under the red candlelight, she caught a glimpse of the birthmark on his chest and exclaimed in surprise, "It's you!"
They were not rich, they just opened a small shop and lived a simple and rich life.
Later, they got a lazy orange cat.
The orange cat always likes to curl up on the windowsill and take a nap so that the sun can warm its fur.
In the yard, their children were running and chasing each other, their laughter ringing.
In order not to repeat the same mistake, he always treated her with restraint.
Especially in bed.
Sometimes she would get frustrated and pull at his sleeve, half-heartedly scolding him: "Am I not good-looking? Don't you know, many people used to stare at me, their eyes wide open!"
He listened, smiled and said nothing.
He just raised his hand and gently tucked her windblown hair behind her ears.
The love in his eyes is so strong that it cannot be dissolved.
This dream is so beautiful...
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." In a daze, he heard someone calling softly in his ear.
He should be the chief eunuch after Cui Jinzhong.
He couldn't remember the name for a moment.
I vaguely remember that the secret reports from the secret guards started with one per month, then gradually increased to one per quarter, and finally only a single sentence of "I'm doing well" was delivered at the end of the year.
Today is not the end of the year, so there is no news from her.
He frowned impatiently and waved his hands with difficulty.
This emperor has been on the throne for too long and is too tired.
Now, he just wants to take a break.
Just take a break.
The night deepens.
A dark shadow passed over the courtyard wall and silently placed a round ball on the windowsill.
Then the figure flashed and blended into the night.
The big orange cat meowed in front of the window that was shining with warm light.
Then he stamped his paws and found a comfortable position to lie down.
Shu Yao looked up when she heard the voice, and hesitantly pushed open the window. Da Ju jumped in familiarly and rubbed her arm.
Only then did she notice a piece of plain paper on the windowsill.
Pick up the note.
The handwriting on it was so strong that it could be seen through the back of the paper, which made her breath stop.
May you come and go like the wind, freely and smoothly.
No title, no signature.
She took a deep breath, walked to the candle, and held the corner of the paper close to the flame.
The flames licked up and spread rapidly, swallowing up the ink and the past, turning it into a handful of ash that floated down.
Picking up the big orange cat, she buried her face in its soft fur.
Tears, silent but surging, wet the cat's fur.
She cried so hard that her shoulders trembled.
It seemed to wash away all the grievances, all the fears, and all the unwillingness.
After crying all the tears, only slight sobs remained.
She knew that the past was gone and the future was bright.
The insurance business is booming and the income is also increasing.
Shu Yao planned to go to Yongtong Bank to get another secret seal.
The old shopkeeper behind the counter recognized her and came forward with a smile. He handed her a shiny copper blank and asked, "Madam, what secret text do you want to engrave this time?"
Shu Yao pondered for a moment, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she said softly: "Just... come and go like the wind."
The setting sun dyed the sea surface a warm gold. She walked barefoot on the cool beach, and the waves gently licked her ankles.
All the past events, love and hate, imperial power and wealth, were wiped out by the waves beneath our feet.
At this moment, the world was vast and she was alone, yet she felt an unprecedented peace.
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The author has something to say: Extra: Chasing my wife fiercely [Spread flowers]
The hero is scolded by the heroine like a dog, and dares not speak out. [Joker]
As for why the male protagonist suddenly gave up his power to find the female protagonist, the reason will be written in the next book "Eight Hundred Standard Soldiers Warm the Bed" [Pigeon]
This is a pure heroine-driven, cool novel. The heroine was a dodder in her first life, tossing around among the powerful, but after being reborn, knowing all the opportunities for the new emperor to ascend to the throne, she decided to seize these opportunities and become the emperor herself. It's a 1vs. N story. Although there are some suspected plots of robbery, the heroine severely defeats the hero. Please give me a pre-collection~
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