Red and White
Three cuts and six holes, cut into eight pieces, flesh and blood separated.
This is the tragic death of musician Yang Yanji.
There is no end to the things that happened later. Yang Yanji died in a cruel way, and my death will be a thousand times more miserable than his.
I slashed my own throat with my sword, to atone for my sins...
"Ayan——"
The saint shouted two words.
I heard the piercing cry, but I didn't know if he was calling Ayan or Ayan...
Yang Yanji is dead.
I am covered in blood, Yang Leren’s blood, my own blood, and the blood of the saints.
His Majesty held my hand tightly. He was one step faster and I was one step slower.
The sword kissed my neck and only cut half of it before the saint snatched it away and threw it out of the temple.
At the moment of life and death, I have no time to care about the joy or anger on the saint's face.
On April 15th, I didn't die in the end.
Yang Yanji died, and Henu was covered in blood, Prime Minister Yang's blood, his blood, and my blood.
Strangling my neck, the saint wept blood.
People were running around in the hall, and the Yongle Hall was in chaos.
Yang Yanji was dead, and the saint no longer had anyone he truly loved. He was heartbroken and vomited blood.
When the Empress Dowager arrived, the medical officer rushed over.
Yongle Hall.
Blood, the whole hall was filled with blood.
My blood, the blood of the saint, the blood of Yang Yanji.
Yang Yanji was dead and they were lying on the ground.
The saint was ill and he slept on the dragon couch.
The sword is cold, the blood is warm, and the blood on my neck keeps flowing.
I was injured and tired. I leaned against the dragon throne, waiting for my blood to drain and waiting for death alone.
The medical officer said that the saint's internal organs were burning, his heart meridians were damaged, and if the fire in his heart continued to attack, he would surely die.
Yang Yanji lost his life and Li Junqing lost his soul.
As the king of a country, he actually cried blood and tears and risked his life for a male favorite. This is extremely absurd for our dynasty's saint.
The doctor said that if my sword wound had been even a little deeper, I would have been dead for sure.
That’s terrible, what a coincidence.
The blood in the hall could not be cleaned up even after three to five days by the palace servants.
For the next twenty days, I lived with the saint in Xingqing Palace.
She almost lost her son and daughter in one day. The Queen Mother of a country is also a mother.
During those twenty days, I was in a daze and at a loss every day.
I killed Yang Yanji. Should I commit suicide or wait for punishment from the saint?
I have imagined it countless times day and night.
It's just a thought, I have no choice.
Yang Lang is dead, and the saint is depressed every day. He stays by my side all the time despite his illness, just to keep an eye on me. He will never let go of the murderer who killed Yang Xiang, and he will never let me go.
I want to die by hitting my head against a pillar, but I will only fall into your Majesty's arms.
Yes, suicide is not a punishment for me, but a reward.
The sage allowed me to commit suicide, which is really too much of a favor.
After Yang Yanji's death, Empress Dowager Feng dealt with Yang's party, cleaned up the mess left by Li and Yang, and restored order.
The most important thing is to take care of her adopted daughter who is always ready to commit suicide out of fear of punishment, and to guard against her biological son who is infatuated and lovesick and wants to commit suicide for love.
Taiji Palace, the two slaves deserve to be put to death, and the Empress Dowager has worked hard and made great contributions.
During those days, Han Chongrong stayed in Xingqing Palace every day.
The saint is ill, and Concubine Feng and Concubine Xue are not by the emperor's side. I think it is strange.
When Xi'er was in the Empress Dowager's palace, she did not serve the saint, but instead always revolved around me.
She seemed to only have eyes for me, no saints.
The emperor and his concubine are not husband and wife. When they look at each other, they are like enemies, as if there is some disagreement between them. I, the minister, cannot say anything, and I am not in a position to look at them for too long.
I am in a daze every day, waiting for the saint to punish me.
It was not until Concubine Tong and Princess Zhaoyang came to visit me that I came to my senses and remembered to cover the shocking scar with a handkerchief.
On the Dragon Boat Festival, Taiji Palace held a banquet, a family banquet of the Li family.
Although the Empress Dowager did not tell me clearly, I understood what Xingqing Palace meant.
My mother wanted to save my life from the saint in front of everyone in the Li family on the Dragon Boat Festival.
Prince Yu and Princess Yu claimed to be ill and could not come out, Princess Huaiyang pretended to be sick and could not come, and the ministers of the Li family disobeyed the order. The Empress Dowager was furious and ordered her personal eunuch to lead the imperial guards to go to Yongfu and Xingning to invite the king, princess, princess and son-in-law.
Everyone is in good health and everyone avoids it.
The only one in the Li family who is truly sick is the Saint.
You lied about not coming to the Taiji Palace because you were afraid that I would fight with the Saint and get into trouble?
They eat the food of heaven and receive the grace of heaven.
They eat the emperor's food, receive the supreme grace of heaven, and enjoy the support of the people.
Afraid of bringing disaster upon oneself, afraid of bringing disaster upon innocent people, not suffering from any hardship, not working hard, enjoying wealth and luxury, finding ways to disobey the emperor's orders, there is no such good thing in the world!
Power can discipline.
Imperial power can discipline.
They have no right to claim illness as they are from the Tian family, and they have no right not to come as they are from the Li family.
Where in this world can you have such a smooth and happy life without any effort?
Even His Majesty the Emperor has to get up early every day to attend the ceremony.
Even if they are from a noble family, the entire Li family and the entire Chang'an can only have a good life if they obey the mother and son of Taiji Palace.
On that day, except for the royal family of Luoyang, the princess of Liang, and the young men and women of the Li family, everyone was present regardless of age or relationship.
At the family dinner, the Queen Mother no longer used cryptic language, but cried directly.
"Crane slave will die for that bitch, and Li slave will die for that bitch too, all for a servant of a musician. The king is no longer a king, the prince is no longer a prince, brothers and sisters are at odds, children are unfilial, all because of one person, they become enemies. I am ashamed of the ancestors of the Li family for my children to behave like this. How about filling a cup with poisoned wine and going to see the late emperor immediately?"
Empress Dowager Feng cried bitterly and was furious.
The Li Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the palace bowed in surprise.
I shed tears and my wounds bled.
The saint weeps blood and tears come out of his mouth.
He and I knelt at the Empress Dowager's feet, each holding one of her sleeves, taking the blame for our crimes.
Both slaves said that it was all their fault.
Yang Yanji single-handedly deceived the children of Xingqing Palace. Empress Dowager Feng hated him even more than the previous Concubine Guo and even more than the deceased Concubine Xue...
After Yang Leren died, his body was fed to dogs and discarded at random. The empress dowager did not allow the palace maids to collect the bones and bury them.
Everything he had was either burned, thrown away, or destroyed.
The Empress Dowager ordered that from now on, no one in Taiji Palace was allowed to mention Yang Yanji.
How could I have committed suicide by drawing my sword because of my love for Yang Yanji?
The Queen Mother thought I was a saint, bewitched by an unknown musician.
Your Majesty is the only one who wants to commit suicide for love, wants to commit suicide for love, and likes to commit suicide for love.
I wrestled with the mistress of the Yan family to the point of death, causing unrest throughout the government and indirectly causing the king to neglect his country.
If I tell the truth, even if the saint changes his mind and doesn't kill me, Empress Dowager Feng will definitely not let me stay.
Now that things have come to this, to be honest, I won’t say a word.
There was no love between Yang Yanji and me from the beginning to the end. At this moment, my tears, whether true or false, must be shed for him.
"Slave, so that's what you meant. The Queen Mother taught me today. From now on, I must restrain my temper and never hurt myself again. I was careless and hurt my mother, my brother, and the Li family for the sake of a lowly musician. I will never again dare to act so foolishly."
I "heartlessly" put Yang Yanji behind me.
The saint could no longer commit suicide for a musician. He looked at me with tears in his eyes and hatred as usual.
There is reluctance in my eyes, reluctance in my heart, and sorrow and resentment in my tears.
To show respect to the Empress Dowager, the Saint held back his tears. Finally, with gritted teeth, he said only one sentence, "That musician was just a toy for my amusement. How could I really be moved by his momentary amusement? In the future, I will definitely take care of my health and make amends."
Yang Yanji, dead is dead. Is the emperor really going to give up the throne for a musician?
Of course not.
Does the saint really want to kill me for the sake of a happy person?
That is not the case.
Since I can't die happily, I'll just live comfortably.
It is not enough to say that we have forgotten Yang Yanji. The Empress Dowager ordered us not to harbor any hatred or resentment in our hearts.
I knelt before the Empress Dowager and vowed never to marry in this lifetime.
The saint swore an oath together, saying that there would be no more male favorites in Taiji Palace from now on.
His Majesty the Emperor took the initiative to show goodwill and said that he would never compete with me again.
When I heard this, I said that if I came across a good one, I would first present it to you for your appraisal.
Empress Dowager Feng wiped away her tears, and the Saint and I wiped away each other's tears and blood. We bowed once, twice, three times, and four times, kneeling together and bowing to each other to apologize.
Under the pressure of the Empress Dowager, the Saint was unable to avenge his great hatred and had no choice but to swallow his tears and save my life.
Empress Dowager Feng "forced" me to "reconcile" with the Saint once again in front of everyone in the Li family...
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