With that said, Wu Zhao came to the edge of the pavilion and looked at Chang'an.
"This place overlooks Chang'an. It is really a good place."
"It's okay. You can come here often if you like."
"really?"
"nature."
Wu Zhao chuckled lightly and turned his head to look at Chang'an again, as if Li Zhi was in the middle of the court at this time.
Not wanting Li Yunxiao to see her sad look, she turned her face sideways, and wherever she looked, memories flooded into her mind.
"The Tang Dynasty is lucky and prosperous to have you!"
"Only in my old age did I realize that the flower in the rain originally bloomed for Li Tang..."
Li Yunxiao walked forward with his hands behind his back and looked at Chang'an.
"Time waits for no one. You have experienced the struggle for power, the love between mother and son, and the righteousness between husband and wife, and now everything has been reconciled."
"Besides, if you don't go through this, how can you become the empress of the Tang Dynasty..."
"It's all over. Brother Yuan and I are on the road ahead. If you want, you can go around and relax."
It was as if God was comforting him as Li Yunxiao finished speaking.
A few raindrops suddenly fell from the sky. Rainfall in late autumn is rare.
Wu Zhao stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops: "You are right, I should really go out for a walk."
"When I entered the palace, I almost didn't think of myself as a woman. In this life, all I saw and heard was death, betrayal, and killing."
"I thought there was no way out on this road. I could only keep moving forward without paying attention. When I moved forward, I had already missed too much, too much..."
"But at that time I still had goals, which I had to achieve regardless of my own health."
"After I achieved it, I felt excited and excited. After all, as you said, I am the first female emperor in history. I feel that I am amazing."
"I work hard to govern, look down upon everything, and see that the world is at my feet and all the ministers are at my feet..."
"Now, I'm a little confused. After being the emperor for so long, apart from the hard work, what have I gained?"
Li Yunxiao said calmly: "You have my approval, the approval of the ministers, and the approval of the people."
"Hahahahaha..." Wu Zhao laughed boldly.
"Yes, it is recognized by the most powerful minister of the Tang Dynasty. This is something that all young slaves look forward to. Okay, I have seen it. I will go back first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Zhao stepped on the cliff that was not too steep and ran down.
She stretched her inner strength to block the raindrops. Before she could get on her horse, an umbrella appeared above her head.
"Girl...you have an umbrella but don't use it. Isn't it stupid to use your inner strength?"
Hearing this title, Wu Zhao was suddenly startled. This scene seemed to go back to the time when he sent Li Zhi down more than forty years ago.
At that time, he also walked down in black and red clothes, but his attitude at this time was two extremes.
Maybe in his eyes, I will always be the little girl I was at the beginning...
Wu Zhao suppressed the pain in the corners of his eyes and sneered:
"Looking back now, when you asked me to be the boss of Xiaolou in the palace, you were trying to change me at that time, right?"
"Um."
"In this case, even though I have destiny, if I had promised you to be the boss of Xiaolou under you, would things... be different?"
Li Yunxiao looked at the sky covered with dark clouds and said calmly: "Life... will always be full of regrets... Only in that way will people cherish it."
"Oh, let's go." Wu Zhao took the oil-paper umbrella and rode away.
Li Yunxiao let the rain drip down on him, sighed deeply, got up and headed to Raojiang...
....
Half a month later.
At this time, Li Yunxiao was living in Raojiang. Because of Li Chengqian, the deadline had come...
The two people who originally had the same fate as Li Lizhi have now lived for nearly a hundred years. They are carefree in Raojiang and their lives are considered to be in vain.
After sending away Li Chengqian, Li Lizhi joined the Twelve Cave for retirement.
As for the previous agreement between the Sixth Cave Master and Li Yunxiao, she never mentioned this agreement.
The Yanxiang Gu has been refined a long time ago. I don’t know how many Japanese people were killed for this Gu.
She did have a small request, which could also be said to be a wish, but as Li Yunxiao broke through the danger of opening the altar of soldiers, gods and monsters, she no longer had any request.
After doing this, Li Yunxiao came to Li Chunfeng's wooden cocoon and said calmly: "It's almost successful. When you wake up, you will be surprised, hahahahaha..."
Li Yunxiao laughed and left. In addition to improving the elixir recipe, he now travels around the world.
As for the surrender...
At this time, she was in a beautiful place, with a thatched house in the center. At this time, she was holding a book, sitting on a swing and writing something.
[I hate you so much, I want to kill you. Part 1]
Since Yang Xiu's death, Jiangchen has dug out his secrets, and Yang Xiu's skills were hidden under his skin.
After her research, she found that Yang Xiu's technique was a fusion of multiple techniques, and there was even a hint of grafting.
And the reason why he can live for so long is all due to blood exchange, absorption of blood, and Gu magic, which is caused by witchcraft.
The book she is writing now has borrowed a lot from it, so she has to thank Yang Xiu for at least making a contribution to her.
Integrating various techniques gave Jiangchen a great inspiration. He can also fuse techniques, but she won't practice it. She needs to find someone to practice it. If he doesn't die, then improve it. If he dies, they will be unlucky. ...
....
Inside Chang'an City.
After this battle, it can be said that it was a waste of people and money, but all expenses did not have to come from the national treasury. They were all financed by Li Yunxiao's three cents of wealth from the underground palace.
After months of recovery, the people were still living comfortably, praising the Tang Dynasty, praising the emperor, praising the emperor's teachers, state teachers, and even bad people.
The sky was dark, and from the skyscraper, I looked at the stage built in front of me, surrounded by hook rails, with shadow puppets and singers appearing, all showing that I was happy and prosperous.
Yuan Tiangang and Li Yunxiao were sitting on the roof of the building.
"you are leaving?"
"Well, if you don't help me research the Immortality Pill, I can only go out for a walk by myself. Maybe one day I will be able to solve it."
"Huh?" After the words fell, Li Yunxiao stretched out his palm, and a snowflake fell down and melted in his hand instantly.
"It rained a few days ago. It's only been a few days and it's going to snow."
"Yes." Li Yunxiao looked at the scene in front of him, took a deep drink of wine, and murmured as if he was in high spirits:
"The hook bar never binds the dragon and the phoenix, but the madman touches the wine in front of the building."
Speaking of this, Li Yunxiao's voice gradually lowered: "Once all the snow falls in Chang'an...it seems like a dream, but it is also like a dream..."
Li Yunxiao was lying on the tower with big characters.
"The Yongzhen Ceremony records many stories, including yours, Brother Yuan, and mine."
"But the beginning of a story is always very gentle, but the ending is often not worthy of the beginning... What would you say... our story?"
Yuan Tiangang handed over his drink: "The story is not important. What is important is that we will always get to the end."
"Hehehehe, hahahahaha..." Li Yunxiao took the wine glass and drank it, then fell into the alley. Within a moment, a horse galloped out.
"That's right! The story will always come to an end, and I'm leaving!!"
Yuan Tiangang looked at Li Yunxiao's leaving figure, stood up, dusted off the snowflakes on his body, and disappeared on the roof of the building.
Li Yunxiao rode his horse and whipped his whip, but no one knew the path he was going, because he himself didn't know where he was going.
He only knew that he had to take advantage of the time to go see Du Fu, who cared about the country and the people, and protected the poor people in the world with a happy face.
He Zhizhang, who sent the Great Wall without causing worry to the Han Dynasty, and Wang Changling, who would never return Loulan until it was broken.
Wang Wei, Meng Haoran, Li Bai...
If he could, he would like to see the shadows in his memories of the romance of the Tang Dynasty and the ideals of serving the country.
