Empty White
The men of the Li family have no sincerity, only ambition.
Holding power at their necks and drawing swords to fight for the throne is their top priority in life.
Sincerity and true love are just rare and ineffective elixirs.
I have known this since I was young.
I asked King Anle what his name was...
In my eyes, he is already a dead man.
The dead are great, I should ask his name.
He uttered the word solemnly, as if he were ascending the throne to become emperor, solemn and dignified.
Unfortunately, I don't respect this King of the Li family. I completely forgot his last name...
"Next spring, if I do not accompany the king to Luoyang, where will the king of Anle go and where will he stay for the night?"
I asked tentatively.
He couldn't ask for more.
I miss him and I can't bear to leave Jingzhao Chang'an.
"I will wait for you to change your mind. Then I will... wait here in Chang'an until the end of time."
King Anle laughed.
Sure enough, it was just as I expected.
I lowered my eyes and smiled.
The water of Donghai Lake is home to countless red carp.
The red blood spit out by the saint of Taiji Palace is like a live fish swimming in the water.
They are one after another, wearing similar flowery clothes. I raise them, but I still can't tell their size, fatness or thinness.
If one day, the saint, wearing a Taoist robe, falls into the water and dies again, who can tell whether the one who survived is King Anle or Li Junqing?
The saint and I have always been at odds, to the point where we are incompatible.
Chang'an knows it, and Luoyang also knows it.
The ruler of the world in Taiji Palace, King Anle, wants to take his place.
From what the king said, is he inviting me to kill the king together, or is he deliberately testing my loyalty to the king?
The Saint and I have been at odds for many years, but we still have some friendship. Although King Anle and I are on good terms, we don't even know the details of each other. It's clear at a glance who I should choose. My mind is clear and my expression changes.
"Yes, I like He Nu, I've liked him since I was a child... Who knows, in a few days, if I take a few more glances at Prince Anle's face, which resembles Your Majesty, I'll fall in love with him. I can't wait until next spring, and maybe I'll follow him to Luoyang, leaving Chang'an forever and never returning to your Li family's Taiji Palace."
In the reflection of the lake, I smiled sweetly, but in the blink of an eye, the King of Anle beside me was no longer happy.
His face became extremely distorted.
I threw all the fish food into his "Emperor's Noodle", and ripples splashed in the water.
This made his face even more distorted.
The red carps rushed forward, eating away at King Anle's face, sharing his evil thoughts beneath his status as a royal subject.
It is quite interesting to casually tease an ambitious person who has been planning for a long time.
Even if the saint and I fight to the death, we will die together in the end.
After all, it was not his turn as a low-quality defective product from Luoyang to sow discord like a villain.
"Your Majesty, you are very similar to the Saint, except for one flaw. Your Majesty, would you like to know which one it is?"
I tried hard to suppress my laughter and continued to play with this self-righteous fake emperor.
To find out the truth, to eliminate that flaw, to be exactly the same as a saint.
King Anle suddenly became extremely respectful. The king quickly bowed to me and said, "I am willing to listen attentively."
After the death of the late emperor, King Ping and King Qi successively plotted rebellion, and King Ying Li Junshen finally came to prominence. The sage was lawless and no one could control him. I even plotted rebellion several times, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
When the late emperor died, the tower that suppressed the demons collapsed instantly, and demons and monsters came out in droves...
The Eastern Capital Luoyang quietly gave rise to a monster like King Anle.
I touched my hair with one hand and shielded myself from the cold wind with the other, then I whispered to the king's ear and told him the true answer with a smile.
"A saint never treats his slaves with such coldness and pretense as Your Majesty."
Your Majesty, the Emperor, your hatred and resentment towards me are all sincere and there is absolutely no falsehood.
I will tell you everything I know.
After taking a breath and telling the answer to the riddle, it's time for me to speak the truth.
"You bitch!"
"If you dare to encroach upon the right of studying under He Nu again, I will surely shoot you to death with one arrow!"
Gnashing teeth and hurling insults.
While cursing Prince Anle, I took advantage of his moment of daze to pull out the golden hairpin from his hair and scratch a deep bloody mark on his handsome face, which he was so proud of...
The blood ran cool through my skin, and I took a few steps back with satisfaction, holding the golden and bloody weapon.
I looked up at the Tai Chi Palace.
This magnificent palace is full of endless fighting.
Long ago, there was a struggle between King Xin and King Xiang.
In the past, He Nu and I secretly fought against the late emperor.
Now, it is me and the saint who are openly competing with each other.
From beginning to end, he, a mere King Anle, was never allowed to enter the stage.
Blood flowed like a broken stream, years of resentment, years of planning, a golden hairpin, a scar, shattered Prince Anle's dream of becoming emperor.
He reached out and touched the blood, completely in disbelief.
He looked at me with eyes full of hatred, not love.
King Anle wished he could kill me immediately.
He said he fell in love with me at first sight and had admired me for many years, but it was nothing compared to a scar?
He dared to use me to achieve his unattainable empire, and this is the end.
The king accidentally exposed the love lie he had made up...
Luoyang does not know Chang'an.
Arrogance is the true nature of King Anle.
He was standing on the Taiji Palace, the pinnacle of power in the nine provinces and four seas.
Prince Anle had never met Concubine Guo of the previous dynasty, and had never survived under the previous emperor.
Demon concubine, killing god, never experienced before.
He was alone, yet he had the courage to come to Chang'an to fight for the throne.
Inside and outside the imperial palace, in the Taiji Palace of Chang'an City, a madman with only madness cannot compete for a place.
I bent over and laughed, I laughed out loud.
I pointed at King Anle and said with a smile.
"Now it's all right. Inside and outside the palace, in the imperial court and the harem, everyone can now be identified. Now it's all right. The king no longer bears any resemblance to the saint. Prince Anle is full of flaws. There's no need to bother correcting his mistakes! There's no need to waste time worrying about me and He Nu!"
My laughter was like a knife, and I mocked King Anle wantonly.
"You... are not a fool, you are not a fool... you are crazy... you are crazy..."
I laughed for half a day and he was stunned for half a day.
After staying for half a day, he only said this one sentence and cursed me.
His eyes were filled with deep hatred. He took a step forward and stretched out his manly hands.
King Anle wanted to kill me in the Taiji Palace in Chang'an.
This is not a good move.
He is so impatient and still wants to be a saint. He is just daydreaming!
I can hurt people at any time, and Ah Xiang has long been accustomed to it. But King Anle changes his attitude in an instant, and Ah Xiang cannot adapt to it.
Before King Anle could strangle me, the saint suddenly appeared. I don't know why he appeared out of nowhere, but he kicked King Anle into the East China Sea Pool.
It not only saved my life, but also suited my wishes.
King Anle fell into the cold lake. He was in the water, looking at the two evil spirits crawling out from the sea of corpses and blood on the shore, secretly hating his dream of becoming an emperor that was shattered.
Li Wang entered the water, and I burst into laughter...
Prince Anle did not drown. He escaped by swimming. The king, covered in cold water and covering his irreversible bloody wounds, fled to Empress Dowager Feng's Xingqing Palace.
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