Moon White
Clink glasses and celebrate together.
The King of Qi was assassinated, the saint was in danger, and the flash of swords and sabers did not delay the auspicious day of the Queen and Mr. Li.
King Li plotted rebellion...
The first chapter is about splitting the sky, the second chapter is about collapsing the sky, the third chapter is about swallowing the sky, and the fourth chapter is about shocking the sky.
Once or twice, it’s scary; three or four times, it’s fresh; the fifth time, it’s a cycle of life and death, it’s tiring.
Treason and assassination have become the most common things in the Taiji Palace in Chang'an City and in the Li family's royal court.
The late emperor, the Princess of Yuyang County, Prince Ping, and Concubine Xue all vied with each other, but when the Prince of Qi drew his sword, they only managed to stir up a minor disturbance with just a few moves.
Prince Shu's Mansion.
The sage sat on the left and I on the right, each of us sitting obediently on either side of Empress Dowager Feng.
"If Li Nu could start learning a few days earlier, and He Nu could teach him well, maybe you two slaves could be like you are today, just like Youyu and Qilang..." The queen mother sighed alone, feeling extremely regretful.
The cause of the disaster was his scolding, and the root of the disaster was my self-injury.
Each one has faults, each one is guilty, each one is dissatisfied, and each one is unhappy.
The sage remained silent, and I also remained speechless.
The Queen Mother took a sip of tea, and after she finished the cup, she pushed the hatred of her children onto Concubine Xue, whose body had been mutilated.
His Majesty the Emperor is injured in his right hand, I am injured in my left hand, both sides are injured, and my children are all injured.
"Who hurt you two?"
The Queen Mother asked questions in my ear, both to the Saint and to me.
The people around me were all vague and cover-up. No one dared to be the first to tell the truth. They were afraid of offending me and the saint. They had no choice but to hide it from the Empress Dowager of Xingqing Palace.
"King Qi."
He Nu and I did not discuss with each other, but we both pointed at the King of Qi.
As soon as the words came out, I looked at him and he looked at me. Just one glance and then we turned our heads away.
"I'm restless when I'm alive, and I'm restless after I die. A vicious woman, a rebellious son, a rebellious son born to a vicious woman!"
The Queen Mother cursed Concubine Xue and the Prince of Qi and their son.
I lowered my eyes to look to the left, and he nodded to look to the right.
The King of Qi is indeed extremely evil, but the Saint and I are even more wicked.
The saints are filled with sin, anger, and joy every day, but I am even more so, accumulating evil and causing disasters everywhere.
After years of separation, they suddenly meet again, sharing the same evil and conspiracy, and meet again after many years.
At that moment, I was his shadow and he was my puppet. We were accomplices in evil, complicities in abuse, arrogant monarchs and ministers, monsters from the royal family fed by the killing of imperial power, and heartless executioners who loved bloodshed.
He chuckled, I smiled faintly, and Henu and I framed him together and gloated over his misfortune.
They shot each other, killed the King of Qi together, protected each other, and tried to divert the disaster to the east while talking and laughing.
They joined forces to deceive Xingqing Palace, step by step, lawless.
"The King of Qi...was injured by the King of Qi?"
The laughter shook the place, the laughter was hearty and unrestrained, the laughter was leisurely and comfortable.
Princess Taikang never put down her wine and laughed constantly.
"The Empress Dowager's two children really look like the late emperor. Who in our generation can compare to him?" The eldest princess asked herself self-deprecatingly.
"As for us, we are just lucky because we have a long life. We are raised in the Li family and live in Chang'an. We rely on our wealth to live a few more days..." The princess answered herself.
"They both took back Yizhou and Pinglu with a single move. How could any of his generation, men or women, possibly match that? If the King of Qi had the ability to harm them, the Li family's throne would have long been Erlang's. Our Li family would have been named Xue long ago. Why would he need to expose his body to the wind and rain to guard the Tonghua Gate?"
As Taikang drank, the eldest princess laughed to herself, "Drawing a sword and mounting a horse, bending a bow and shooting at the moon, brothers and sisters, family members fighting family members, family members fighting family members, Li family members fighting Li family members."
"When they were young, they kept silent and kept their faces stern. When they were young, they argued and frightened the male and female servants. Now, they have resorted to weapons, nearly killing both parties. In a few years, won't they be waiting for each other with a white silk cloth and a cup of poisoned wine? By then, disaster will spread to the whole world, hurt the Li family, and endanger the foundation of the country. If we don't speak out today, when disaster strikes, won't it be our fault?"
Every word written by Prince Changle is full of gems, echoing the words of Princess Taikang.
Prince Xin, flushed with wine, staggered as he came to the table to offer his advice, "I... am the prince's uncle, the Li family's uncle. You dare not speak, but I do. Empress Dowager, in this battle of Chang'an, I only ask... who should I help? Dalang, or Wuniang? Helping the sage is my duty, helping the Marquis of Luoyang is another matter of personal friendship. Not helping either side is like eating the emperor's salary without sharing his worries. Going our separate ways, dividing Chang'an, is disrespectful to Xingqing Palace. Hurting He Nu is bullying Li Nu, and bullying Li Nu only hurts He Nu. Sometimes good, sometimes bad, sometimes contentious, sometimes peaceful. This old minister is old and dim-witted, this old minister is powerless, this old minister is living in a dream, blinded by drunkenness..."
The ministers of the Li family filed lawsuits one after another, and Empress Dowager Feng could not defend herself in person.
A son is not kind, and a daughter is not good.
The Saint and I are clearly children of Xingqing Palace, but we are like mortal enemies and have been incompatible since childhood.
Empress Dowager Feng shed tears at the wedding banquet. Xingqing Palace said to herself, "It was that vicious woman, Mrs. Xue, who set up a vicious scheme to make my two children incompatible. She also failed to teach them well..."
When the auspicious time arrived, Mr. Li and Mrs. Wang worshiped the heaven, the earth, the Royal Concubine Xu, and their parents.
After the wedding ceremony, Prince Shu and Princess Shu entered the bridal chamber.
Before the auspicious hour has passed, the sage lifted up the emperor's robe, and I also lifted up the prince's skirt.
Empress Dowager Feng was extremely angry.
The Saint and I kneel down on our knees, kneeling to heaven, kneeling to the earth, and kneeling to the Empress Dowager.
Worship the heaven, worship the earth, and worship Empress Dowager Feng.
That day was Jun Ling and You Yu's wedding day, and they were in great glory...
The Saint and I knelt together, one on the left and one on the right, at the feet of the Empress Dowager, not daring to argue a single word.
That year, the sage was already the ruler of a country, and I was also a local lord.
Everyone inside and outside the Li family, including princes, generals, civil and military officials, and surrounding ministers were all present. The two slaves lowered their heads and were scolded, like children who had made a mistake.
That day, the Saint and I were truly humiliated and our pride was shattered.
I looked at the crowd. They were all smiling and laughing at me and the saint, taking advantage of the joy of being newlyweds.
Inside and outside, up and down, east and west, north and south, every neighborhood and city, people have been laughing about this for who knows how many years.
I looked at the saint, and he was actually laughing. Why was he laughing? I really couldn't predict it.
No wonder the saint wanted to seize power from his biological mother.
Who doesn’t want to rule the world?
The one who controls the world alone is the true master of the world.
Empress Dowager Feng was afraid that she would not be able to rule for generations, and she was also afraid that she would be like the late emperor, who left no last words and would regret it for the rest of his life.
She had to take care of both He Nu and Li Nu.
The Queen Mother ordered the Emperor to swear on the two hundred years of the Li family's imperial career that he would never kill the Marquis of Luoyang in this lifetime.
He also ordered the Marquis of Luoyang to swear on the Yan family's hundreds of years of foundation that he would never harm the saint again until his death.
Curse the heaven and earth, and swear an oath to ancestors.
A raccoon dog will not harm a crane, and a crane will not kill a raccoon dog.
These are all words I said against my will, how can you take them seriously?
Similarly, this is also a statement made by a saint against his will, how can it be taken as true?
The saint and I deceived our ancestors and our family, disregarded the surname Li Yan, and were disrespectful, unfilial, and unrespectful to Empress Dowager Feng.
But in a few years, I and I have completely forgotten and abandoned the vows we made that day.
In the end, one poisoned, the other sick, they both died, sharing a miserable fate... You could say it was their own fault, reaping the consequences...
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