In the 265th year of the Imperial Capital, the Wulin Alliance and the Demon Cult fought a war with countless casualties, and both sides eventually retreated.
What was the reason for the retreat? No one knows except those who were present that day.
After that, the Wulin Alliance and the Demon Cult seemed to be blind to each other, no longer hostile, and also cut off the only line of communication between the two sides.
Half a year later, the Wulin Alliance announced its dissolution, and the leader Xi Zhao retired from the world, which broke the hearts of many women who loved each other.
The Demon Cult also began to gradually clean up its doors and no longer taught martial arts, but instead became a businessman with peace of mind, with industries all over the place...
Many people are wondering, what happened in the end of that war?
In the 257th year of the Imperial Capital, General Leng was shot by a thief while guarding the border. The miracle doctor kept him alive for three days before he died.
The status of the Leng family in the Imperial Capital suddenly dropped. Those who used to be entangled with them were now watching the excitement, watching Miss Leng supporting this huge family business alone.
The prime minister's son wanted to marry Miss Leng, but the prime minister threatened to die. The prime minister's son could not persuade the old man, so he had to compromise and marry the daughter of the new general, completely separating himself from Miss Leng.
On the day of the wedding, it was heard that Miss Leng was hysterical in the general's mansion and scolded the prime minister's son for being a scumbag.
Later, the emperor wanted to take Miss Leng as his concubine, but Miss Leng refused on the grounds that she did not want to be the emperor's concubine. Instead, she accepted the prince's pursuit and married him as his wife, becoming the princess of that palace...
The time of national celebration ended with the prince's tragic death in a prostitute's room in a brothel on the wedding day.
For a time, Miss Leng became a widow that everyone avoided, and she was extremely miserable.
Too many unpleasant things happened this year, one after another, and it was too much to handle. The people just treated it as a joke after dinner, and it was hard for these noble people to "act" this.
In the 268th year of the Imperial Capital, the Imperial Concubine ran into the Emperor in the Yu Garden and saw the Princess Leng, who entered the palace as a daughter-in-law to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday, and the Emperor having fun. This incestuous incident shocked the harem for a while.
However, the Princess Leng, who should have been imprisoned for not observing her husband's chastity, was protected by the Emperor and became a concubine in the harem.
It was rumored that she was arrogant, cruel and scheming. She framed pregnant concubines in the palace many times and even executed eunuchs and maids at will. The Empress had no choice but to hand her over to the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother hated this person to the extreme. After communicating with the Emperor many times, the Emperor became a little impatient with her and greatly reduced the favors he bestowed on her.
But Concubine Leng was very smart. After many "narrations", she quickly regained favor. She changed from Concubine Leng to Concubine Yi, and from Concubine Yi to Concubine Yi. Finally, under her shrewd calculations, she gave birth to a son for the emperor, who was about to replace the childless queen.
That day, she smiled and felt extremely happy.
So what if she had gone through hardships? Since God let her be reborn and travel through time, it means that she is the master of this world!
On the day of the ceremony of the queen's coronation, the emperor was shot to death on the dragon throne by a hidden arrow.
Leng Daiyi, wearing a gorgeous phoenix robe, looked at the emperor who died with his eyes open in disbelief.
... Her lifelong efforts and struggles, at this moment, all turned into nothing!
Why is this happening... What did she do wrong? She just wants a love that belongs to her!
No! She still has a bargaining chip! She still has a prince... The emperor has not yet appointed a crown prince, and the concubines with the princes may become queen mothers...
Sure enough, the final winner is still her, Leng Daiyi.
However, things did not go as she wished.
When she was ordered to be sent to the imperial mausoleum, Leng Daiyi smashed things like crazy, and she threatened to die to see the new emperor.
Leng Daiyi didn't understand, whose prince came to the throne and treated her like this? Even if her son was not the new emperor, he was still the prince! The prince's mother was also a concubine, how could she enter the imperial mausoleum?
When she saw that person, she froze in place.
"Although I don't want to see you, it would be good to let you understand something before you die."
The man was dressed in a dragon robe, with an extremely gentle arc at the corner of his mouth.
Leng Dainiao looked at him, pointed at him with her eyes wide open, and trembled like a sieve.
"I forgot to say that I am of royal blood after all. I returned to the throne this time just to comply with the wishes of the empress dowager."
"...You are obviously the White Tiger of the Demon Cult..."
"Yes, who said you are not."
The White Tiger of the Demon Cult disappeared, now wearing a dragon robe, sighing and shaking his head.
"I still prefer being a 'White Tiger', but you gave me a chance and let me come back to be the emperor..." After a pause, his voice, although soft, was chilling: "If I were the emperor, you would die without a doubt."
"...I beg you!" Leng Daiyi knelt on the ground, tears in her eyes: "Please spare me for the sake of giving birth to a son for the late emperor. Even if you arrange for me to live in a separate courtyard and no one comes to visit me for my entire life... Please, I really beg you..."
Baihu looked indifferently at the pitiful Leng Daiyi kneeling on the ground, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
"Five years." His voice was indifferent: "Do you still remember five years ago? You were self-righteous and arrogant, thinking that you were destined to get the former martial arts leader Xi Zhao, and seduced the emperor's brother to send troops to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect for you, killing countless of my Demon Sect disciples..."
Baihu closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to recall, but still insisted: "You were insidious and vicious, stabbing people in the back, and killed my sect's Suzaku Guardian - Xiaoyan, who was like my own brother! Do you think I will let you go for all this?"
Leng Dainiao was stunned. She had long since stopped taking the things that happened five years ago seriously...
"Who do you think made your life so miserable in the past five years?" Baihu chuckled: "General Leng was killed by Xuanwu; I advised not to let the Prime Minister's son marry you; Qinglong's newly developed poison happened to be tried on the prince; the emperor was killed by the bloody evil I deliberately brought in..."
"No, don't say anymore..." Leng Daiyi's expression was dull, and the whole person had fallen into madness: "Don't say anymore! It's not my fault, it's not my fault... I didn't kill that Suzaku! Go away! Go away!"
A trace of relief flashed across Baihu's eyes. He stopped looking at Leng Daiyi and turned to leave the once magnificent Zhiluo Palace.
"The late emperor's concubine has gone mad. Send someone to send her to the imperial mausoleum to guard the tomb for my brother who passed away long ago."
"Yes."
...
The sky in the palace was still as blue as ever, as if nothing had changed because of the change of the emperor.
Sitting on the sedan chair, Baihu exhaled softly.
Why did he leave the palace before? Why did he come back today?
After many twists and turns, he finally came back.
Green mountains, green waters, and bamboo gardens. The grass was full of colorful wild flowers, and the sound of water splashing on the rocks brought a special warmth to this quiet mountain house.
Xi Zhao sat on a wooden bench in a white robe, slightly closed his eyes, and quietly waited for the result in the house.
After a while, Qinglong walked out from inside.
"He's recovered very well, but it will take some time for him to wake up."
Xi Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Qinglong and said solemnly, "Thank you."
"No need. I'm doing this for Xiaoyan." Qinglong took out a prescription from his sleeve: "This is a prescription for medicinal bath. You should soak and clean him once every noon. I will come back in ten days."
Xi Zhao took the prescription and said, "Okay."
Two lonely people together are destined to have nothing to talk about.
Qinglong took two steps towards the gate of the courtyard, and as if he remembered something, he stopped and said, "If he gets better, please send a letter to Xuesha and the others."
Xi Zhao said, "Of course."
Qinglong left with a relieved heart. Xi Zhao watched him leave and returned to the small building. Lying on the bed was Qi Yan in a white lingerie.
Xi Zhao sat on the bedside, stroking his pale cheek, his loving eyes glued to Qi Yan's face, revealing a hint of tenderness.
——It's been five years, and I feel the pulse of my heart, but I haven't woken up once. This time, I think I've finally made it.
"It's been five years, you've slept enough."
"Wake up soon, I still have something to confess to you."
——There's one more sentence, 'I'm in love with you', you haven't heard it yet.
Xi Zhao sighed, picked up the prescription, got up and went to the table, wrote a copy of the prescription by hand, and sent it to his secret guard outside.
Xi Zhao didn't see it, but after he got up, the person on the bed had his eyelashes trembling slightly and his fingers curled.
Well, he's about to wake up.
...
[When the cold and indifferent male protagonist is bent over, the extra story ends]