Empty White
After that night, Luo Jiao and Luo Ran were never beheaded, and Dalang and Erlang's names were never left off the list.
The candidates are going to the court for the imperial examination.
Dalang and Erlang are busy day and night. I meet them in the mansion morning and evening, but we can't say a few words.
Every day, I just live a comfortable life with fear in my heart.
On the winter solstice, the two eldest princesses Huayang and Anyang and I went to the palace to pay our respects as usual.
That afternoon, Ah Xiang and I were feeding red carp by the Donghai Pond.
Suddenly, a figure stood beside me. After a long while, the figure asked me, "Why don't you salute?"
I continued feeding the fish as usual and simply asked, "Who?"
"Saint," he said.
saint?
This voice is not that of a saint.
Although I am deaf, I may still be able to recognize a saint.
"Ayan, can't you even recognize my voice?" he asked.
I looked sideways, where was the saint?
Look at the strange face in front of me.
"It turns out to be King Anle..."
It suddenly dawned on me.
When I had finished speaking, I bowed slightly, with a puzzled look on my face.
King Anle looked shocked, and I noticed it for only a brief moment.
The royal family members who came from Luoyang all the way here proclaimed themselves saints...
I seem to have discovered something so significant that it could wipe out nine generations of my clan...
That day was my first conversation with King Anle.
A brief moment of surprise spread across his face, and then Prince Anle smiled and said, "No one in the palace can tell the difference between me and He Nu, but you are the only one who can see through us at a glance. I pretended to be a saint and imitated Your Majesty's speech to amuse you... Do you still like it?"
I smiled but said nothing.
"You are deeply in love with He Nu. Ah Yan, do you know that my feelings for you are actually no less than yours for He Nu?"
I laughed without knowing it.
He continued, "This prince knows that you like He Nu, and have liked him since childhood. Unfortunately, He Nu doesn't like you, and has hated you since childhood. He hates you very much. His Majesty even abolished your position as queen for the sake of the imperial concubine. He insulted and scolded you. You and the saint have come to this point now, and I don't know whose fault it is? When the queen mother passes away, He Nu may not spare your life. This prince truly cares about you and has loved you for many years. For you all these years, this prince gave up himself. I learned to speak like He Nu, to walk like He Nu, and to imitate He Nu's every word and action. For you, I didn't hesitate to turn myself into a saint, just hoping that one day you would look at me more because of He Nu... Ah Yan, don't think about He Nu anymore. Why don't you follow this prince from now on?"
King Anle spoke sincerely, but he seemed shy and was too embarrassed to say sweet words. Without anyone looking at him, he told his heart to the red carp in Donghai Lake.
The sound is not loud.
Unfortunately, on the winter solstice, my ears were exceptionally good and extra sensitive.
That day, I didn't need Ah Xiang to pass on the message.
His words were sincere and every word was from the heart, which moved Ah Xiang.
In order to win my favor, Prince Anle did not hesitate to abandon his original nature and imitate His Majesty the Emperor in Chang'an.
The appearance is innate, and the manners are learned and practiced diligently. Prince Anle has been practicing it deliberately. No wonder everyone in the former court and the harem can't tell the real one from the fake one...
madman!
madman!
madman!
King Anle is a madman.
The Guo family, the Feng family, the Xue family, the Zheng family, the Li family, and the Yan family are all inferior to him.
I have lived for nearly twenty years, and this is the first time I have seen a real madman.
I was blind in the past and I deserve to die.
Comparing Yan Xiang and the Flower and Bird Envoy to King Anle is an insult to a true gentleman.
There is only one madman in Luoyang, and that is King Anle.
There is only one madman in the Li family, and that is King Anle.
That day, in Taiji Palace, I met a real madman.
My nominal grandfather left me a large sum of money before he died.
My nominal uncle, father, and brother all sacrificed their lives to help me become the queen.
My younger brother, who has the same father and mother, both had many conflicts with the saint in order to save my life.
Even Zheng Zihuan, who died early, knew how to please me and used musicians and actors to please me in every way.
King Anle spoke from the heart, but upon closer inspection, he did not give me a single gold or silver. Instead, he imitated the words and deeds of saints just to win my favor.
He has good intentions, he has good intentions.
Should I shed tears of gratitude? Should I kneel down in gratitude?
I chewed it over in my mind, almost wanting to expose his true face.
I once really liked Wu Xier, but I would never rebel for Concubine Wu.
The sage liked Feng Rusu and Xue Yinmei, and he would not forgive the crimes of the Feng and Xue families for the sake of Concubine Feng and Concubine Xue.
For the one you love, you will be broken into pieces and become another person.
Only a mad and vicious person could do such a crazy thing.
I don't like saints, and I don't like madmen even more.
The only one who liked the saint was King Anle.
Although I love myself, I am also well aware of my own shortcomings.
I have a stinging nature, I have a rude temper, I have the character to anger people to death without paying with my life, and I have the viciousness to kill people without blinking an eye.
King Guangcheng was disgusted with me, scolded me, and hurt me, which is what ordinary people do.
I am not gold, silver or jewelry, nor am I a golden tortoise with a fish symbol. I am not a god or an immortal. How can I be so beautiful that it can make people fall in love with me for a thousand years?
Would the King of the Li family try to imitate the Emperor of the Li family for my sake?
Madam Yuwen spoke harshly, listing my evil deeds from time to time, and she sighed that Prince Anle was trapped by love.
When he was young, King Anle was well-read and proficient in all six arts of a gentleman. He was also a young talent who was competitive, brave, and determined to achieve great things.
Unfortunately, as soon as the king came to Chang'an and saw me, he was depressed for many years because of me. How could his childhood sweetheart, Princess Heng, not bear a grudge against him?
I guessed that was not the case.
It should be so.
Many years ago, a grandson of the royal family, a descendant of a noble family, came to the capital with his parents and brothers. He saw the emperor's royal robes and ceremonial hat and fell in love with them at first sight.
Turning around, he caught a glimpse of a boy of the same age. The boy looked exactly like him, so similar that even their parents could hardly tell them apart. They looked more like twin brothers than twin brothers.
The two of them are both the King of the Li family and the Boyar of the Feng family.
Their literary and military talents are comparable, and their six arts are almost the same.
But unfortunately, one is the crown prince of Chang'an, and the other is the idle king of Luoyang.
One inherits the world, the other guards Chang'an.
The same appearance, similar background, seduces the unwillingness to give up.
Everyone praised his talent, which was comparable to that of the crown prince. Everyone looked at his face, which was just like that of the crown prince. Everyone sighed that his background was not as good as that of the crown prince.
Prince Anle, it would be better for you to be torn to pieces than to be the crown prince.
How can the gorgeous clothes of the king and his ministers compare with the crown and tiara of the crown prince?
King Anle took off his gorgeous clothes and became a Taoist from then on.
One is a king and the other is a prince.
One is the emperor, the other is a slave.
How can we not be envious? Why not be jealous?
The emperor disrupted the government for the sake of a male favorite. How could he be a king and how could he be responsible for the world?
Unfortunately, the king is the king and the minister is the minister.
As for the word "clan law", King Anle must not go against it even if he spends his whole life studying the classics.
He cannot ascend to the throne and will never be able to defeat He Nu. He was born with the appearance of an emperor, but this gave rise to endless ambitions.
Looking at this almost lifelike face, and hearing that the sage was ill, King Anle came to the capital in the name of celebrating the sage's birthday and stayed in Chang'an in the name of infatuation.
What does it have to do with me if you are full of schemes and lies?
Whether he has evil ambitions, wants to use someone else's power, or plans to usurp the throne, or even kill the king, it has nothing to do with me.
But King Anle plotted against me, exploited me, used me as a cover, and stepped on me to gain the throne. That is an unforgivable crime.
Looking at the reflection in the lake, that was the first time I saw King Anle’s face clearly. He was nothing like He Nu.
"The king and the sage are one and the same," I said.
As soon as these words came out.
"Really?" King Anle asked anxiously.
The lake water reflected his smiling face for a long time.
"really."
My guess was quite right.
Prince Anle came to the capital alone, not for me, but for the world. He came for the emperor's royal robes and ceremonial hat.
King Anle doesn't want me, he only wants the throne. He wants to replace Henu and live in Taiji Palace.
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