Empty White
I stumbled through the wind and snow as I rushed to the Yongle Palace.
Outside the Yongle Palace, Eunuch Chang told me that the saint was not in his bedroom.
If it’s not in the bedroom, is it in the Xianju Palace or the Chengxiang Palace?
I just thought that this was His Majesty's excuse for not wanting to see me, so I stayed outside the Yongle Palace and refused to leave.
That day and night, I had nowhere else to go but here.
Walking on snow with frost on his face and the posture of a crane and a pine tree, the saint returned with snow in the wind. Eunuch Chang did not lie to me, His Majesty is really not in Yongle Palace.
He was hitting the snow with a cold face and didn't even look at me.
As soon as I let go of the snow, the saint was about to enter the hall... I knelt down hurriedly, grabbing the corner of the emperor's clothes and refusing to let go even if I died.
"Please... Your Majesty, spare Tong You's life."
I beg the king.
"Please... Your Majesty, allow him to live peacefully until spring."
I implore Your Majesty.
"I am willing to die as an apology."
I sincerely want to die.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the nights grew colder.
His Majesty smiled coldly.
"die?"
He seemed to be out of breath, and even more like he couldn't bear to hear this unpleasant word.
"Do you think your life is precious?"
Your Majesty disdained to ask.
"If you want to die and ascend to paradise, you will seek leisure and freedom."
Your Majesty bent down and spoke next to my ear.
"I tell you, don't even mention the word death again. Not to mention death, even if you get hurt in the slightest, the Tong family, the Jishan Palace, your Huayang, Anyang, and Zhaoyang, I will never tolerate it."
He scolded me.
The Imperial Concubine Dowager is your Majesty's stepmother.
The three eldest princesses, Huayang, Anyang and Zhaoyang, are all your Majesty's sisters.
Your Majesty would not dare to kill your stepmother and your own sister, and I would believe it.
The corpse of the Crown Prince was fed to dogs, the head of the King of Qi was guarding Tonghua, and the body of the King of Ping died in Qianzhou.
Prince Anle, Prince Ning, and Prince Rong died, and Prince Wu'an was deposed. The game ended with three dead and one deposed.
If we want to kill three birds with one stone, we are still halfway there.
Jishan Palace is nothing but a concubine's mother and sister. The master can kill her if he wants to. What is there for the arrogant king on the throne to not dare to do?
The emperor will not allow me to die happily, nor will he allow me to live comfortably.
He wants me to live in pain, and he wants to torture me comfortably.
The south wind does not compete, but draws the birds to the sky.
I was at my wit's end, and defeat was inevitable. That night, I could only surrender and plead guilty.
"Four thousand four hundred and forty-four."
The saint spoke in my ear and mentioned this number.
My heart went cold and my body froze.
He Nu looked at me, he was laughing, he was mocking me.
Four thousand four hundred and forty-four...
This was not the last sentence I said to Sanlang, nor was it the number of times Li Junze insulted me.
Last year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, on the eve of Your Majesty’s birthday, I scolded Li Junqing for being a tyrant all night long.
Four thousand four hundred and forty-four.
There are just as many bastards as there are incompetent rulers.
picture.
Separated by a wall, we are almost the same, exactly the same, and live and die together.
It looks like evil, it looks like bad, it looks like that from the very beginning.
The saint and I have always been the same person.
No, it's the same evil spirit.
I ruined his Mid-Autumn Festival, and he ruined my Little Cold.
There is injustice in the past, and there will be retribution in the future.
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."
I kowtowed and said I knew I was wrong.
"Your Majesty, I admit my mistake."
I knelt down and admitted my mistake.
Admitting one’s mistakes is the first snow that will fall that winter!
Also, it was my first snow.
"No, you don't know your mistakes, and you don't admit your mistakes."
Your Majesty, tell me what I really think.
"You're just not cruel enough... you can't let go of Jishan Palace."
He is right, but I am willing to admit my mistakes for Jishan Palace and never regret it even if I die.
On that day, He Nu became the real master of Taiji Palace.
He ordered all officials to take a rest, he ordered the six palaces not to go out, he broke up with me, and he threatened the lives of the Tong family.
"I know I was wrong, I admit it... I know I was wrong, I admit it, it's absolutely true, all my mistakes are my fault..."
I truly know I was wrong, I sincerely admit it, even if it means I will be torn to pieces or die.
"Royal brother... Concubine Tong's body... My brother... can't stand the slightest bit of wind and snow..."
Blood was oozing from my ears, and I had no choice but to scream.
The night is getting darker and the snow is getting heavier, but Your Majesty doesn't even look at me in a good light.
"Four thousand four hundred and forty-four times, no more, no less. Let tonight's snow wash away your pride, and let this winter night's wind blow away your strength..."
The saint brushed the snow from my hair and gave orders in my ear.
The emperor pushed away my begging hand and entered the Yongle Palace alone.
That night, His Majesty would never forgive the sins, he had a heart of stone and would never show mercy.
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong..."
Once.
"Your Majesty, I admit my mistake..."
Twice.
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong..."
Three times.
"Your Majesty, I admit my mistake..."
I admitted my mistake and kowtowed.
Zhu Buxiu counted endlessly beside him.
I can’t count how many times I have admitted my mistakes, maybe countless times, maybe tens of millions of times.
I only remember the snow that night, sometimes heavy, sometimes light.
Back and forth, over and over again, countless times.
I only remember the blood that night, falling from the top of my head and slowly flowing out of my chest...
I pay with blood for my audacity, I pay with tears for my recklessness, and I pay with snow for my unwillingness to be a slave.
I am impressed by the imperial power.
Begged and begged, sighed and sighed.
If it is beneficial, I will be the Taiji Palace's biological child. If it is not beneficial, I will be the Taiji Palace's abandoned child.
That night, the snow from Taiji Palace finally fell on me.
That night, it was finally my turn to bleed because of the Tai Chi Palace.
Since he is an abandoned child, I don't feel sorry for him even if he is covered in snow and bleeding.
Every word of the plea for mercy was heartbreaking.
Even if the tears have dried up, there is still blood.
It was unknown how long it took, so long that Princess Leyang disregarded the ban of Taiji Palace and broke into Yongle Palace.
"That's enough... All six palaces have heard it... That's enough..."
"Not enough, not even close to enough... Tonight, I will put an end to her thoughts..."
Inside the hall, the Li brothers and sisters were arguing, but I was still outside the hall kowtowing and admitting my mistake.
"Royal brother, please stop now...If you continue to make trouble, Mother will not be able to help you..."
The princess cried out loudly.
The sound of slaps could be heard inside and outside the palace. The eldest princess, a noble and noble girl, pleaded for me and was beaten.
“Get out…get out…”
Li Ajiang walked out of Yongle Hall, and the eldest princess accompanied me in the snow.
Tong Yousheng's life or death is unknown.
Concubine Tong, you are ill.
Snow-white and flawless, one sound after another.
I saw Eunuch Dong beside Empress Dowager Feng enter Yongle Hall and come out again in a flash. He returned to Xingqing Palace hesitantly.
Flakes of snow piled up on the steps and the ground was covered with snow. Unable to bear the princess suffering from the cold, the saint finally walked out of his palace.
"I can release Tong Yousheng. Ah Yan, what will you give me in exchange?"
Your Majesty asked me.
"But I will obey your will until I die without regret."
Every word is what I want, and I have no regrets.
"good."
The saint smiled, and I willingly bowed my head, and he was naturally pleased.
"I am stupid, please explain!"
I request your Majesty.
"From this moment on, even in death, there will be no rest. Throughout my life, I will be a slave to the Taiji Palace day and night, and a slave to my Li family forever..."
All my soul is bowing at the steps of Yongle Palace.
I am willing to become a prisoner of Taiji Palace.
I am wholeheartedly willing to enter the Ye Ting Palace as a slave.
"I will never leave Taiji Palace, I will never leave the Li family, I will always be a slave in this palace."
I looked into the saint's eyes without thinking.
The saint's hands are as bloody and snowy as they slide across the scars on my face.
"Is this my doing or yours?"
Your Majesty questioned me.
I plead guilty and I admit my mistake.
This scar is my fault. I framed the saint. I will confess my guilt as soon as I open my mouth.
"elder sister……"
Princess Zhaoyang threw herself into my arms crying.
Zhaoyang's face was pale. It was very cold that night and her face was covered in sweat.
"Mother said she was tired..."
Princess Zhaoyang told me while crying.
How could the Empress of Taiji Palace be tired?
Concubine Tong is not tired.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
The tyrant emperor captured Zhaoyang.
"The medical officer clearly said that Concubine Tong...wouldn't be here until next year at the earliest. How could it be...that you dared to deceive the emperor?"
The tyrant emperor talked to himself, and the emperor's wrath was all poured out on a child that night.
I held the crying Li Jijilou in my arms and covered her ears.
She was terrified.
"Zhaoyang is weak, Your Majesty, please don't scare her."
I was talking to the saint, and at that moment, it was very peaceful.
Along with Princess Zhaoyang came Tang Gongzheng.
Tang Gong was kneeling on the ground, and she told the tyrant emperor.
"Royal Concubine, only tonight remains..."
The tyrant emperor tripped over the snow and fell to the ground.
“No…no…no…”
He seemed to suddenly feel a little guilty, but it was too late.
"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over... It's really over now..."
Zhu Guiren was so anxious that he kept saying "It's over..."
It's over, it's really over.
My life ended that night when I was twenty years old.
I wish my father-in-law would cry a lot.
"I will release Tong Yousheng immediately."
Concubine Tong will not live long.
What does it matter whether I am dead or alive? What does it matter whether Tong Yousheng is dead or alive?
I stood up and wiped the blood off my face with clean white snow.
Princess Leyang looked solemn and tried to persuade me with tears.
"Sister, brother didn't mean it..."
The princess only said this once. As for whether the tyrant emperor really meant it or not, the princess did not dare to say it a second time...
It's empty and lonely.
That night at Tai Chi Palace, I lost completely, and that was just the beginning of the night.
And His Majesty the Emperor, he was like the snow tonight, winning beautifully.
Concubine Tong is in critical condition and won't live long.
Now that there are no more hostages to tie me up in Yongle Palace, why should I be a slave in the Li family's Taiji Palace?
Snow falls with a sound, snow falls with a sound.
I no longer admit my mistakes or confess my guilt, because I don’t know how to admit my mistakes.
"Li Junqing, from tonight on, we are sworn enemies."
It was a cold day and I spoke in plain words.
"Ayan, I know I was wrong, I admit it, I know I was wrong, I admit it."
He shed seven or eight tears and his words were incoherent.
A tyrant ruler who forced people to death and then regretted it, using sweet words and deceitful tactics, plotting and scheming. Now that he is dead, he still wants to leave a good reputation behind?
I turned a blind eye and ignored it.
"You just made a solemn promise to me. You clearly promised me that. Are you going to make it count now?"
The tyrant grabbed my robe and refused to let go.
"Well, it doesn't count anymore, it doesn't count anymore..."
I had nothing else in mind and said it calmly.
I shook off the tyrant on the ground.
It was snowing that night. After leaving Yongle Palace, Zhaoyang and I returned to Jishan Palace.
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