The next day, he ascended the throne, and I just hid aside, wearing a lacquered scarf to cover my hair and a mysterious dress. For nineteen years, I have been wearing black clothes. Maybe this can hide me in the dark night.
Very early in the morning, I listened to the morning bell, calling everyone to offer sacrifices to heaven. I stayed awake all night, straightened my slightly wrinkled clothes, and looked at the crowds of people walking dignifiedly outside who could not suppress their joy.
He was a very popular emperor, young and fond of laughing, and even the servants in the palace were very close to him.
Surrounded by everyone, he walked past my door. I hid behind the door and was not seen by him. There is a pretty woman beside him. I recognize her as the daughter of one of his generals. Thinking about it, she can be regarded as a descendant of the founding fathers, so she is a perfect match for him. She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her eyes were as clear as water, and she could see through them without any impurities. Eyes like this are the most fascinating.
He is already in his twenties. Now that the world is peaceful, people around him should urge him to get married early and start a dynasty. The most important thing is to have a long line of heirs.
I waited until everyone dispersed, then left the door and followed them.
The place of worship to heaven is far away in Tongshan. He specially prepared a chariot for me at the palace gate. When I arrived, there was only one chariot left. Even the boy driving the chariot was no longer willing to wait any longer and was nowhere to be seen.
It's still early to look up at the sky.
After disassembling it, I got on my horse and drove away. Tongshan is in the south.
I was dazzled by the cheers that lined the streets, and I had no choice but to go around into the empty alleys to avoid the crowd. I don't want people to describe him as a tyrant who feeds monsters just because of my appearance.
When we arrived at Guanghua Terrace in Tongshan Mountain, the sun was gradually setting. Fortunately, we were able to find some shade as we walked into the mountains. When everyone entered the square, I found a small space behind the stone statue to hide. The shadow cast by the stone statue narrowed inch by inch. I squinted my eyes and looked at the white marble dragon-carved square tiles, not daring to move any further.
The solemn rituals and music, everything, demonstrated his grace and magnanimity.
This grand founding ceremony may be destined to be just a scene of ritual and music in my memory.
The sun is getting brighter and I can no longer see.
I don’t know how long it took, but the quiet and gloomy surroundings suddenly burst into cheers. I knew that he had completed the ceremony and officially took over the northern land. He is the king and everyone admires him. He stands on the top of thousands of mountains, looking down on the world. Devastated, barbaric, and distressed, everyone regarded him as their savior and expected him to solve it all. I firmly believe that he can.
The light from the armor flashed in the corner of my eyes, perhaps because the guard was tired of standing, making my already weak eyes even more blurry. Looking subconsciously, I couldn't see anything clearly, but I felt an inexplicable palpitation in my heart.
I can always feel something in the dark, just like three years ago, when he opened the door of Liao's house, I couldn't see his features clearly, and there was no intersection between them, but I felt the swallowing of the sky in him so deeply. The momentum and waves of the rolling earth. During these three years, he kept joking with me, but when he stepped onto the high platform and stood in the eyes of everyone, his momentum was as clear to me as it was three years ago.
And the current heart palpitations, I felt more and more that they could not be ignored, so I just shrank my body, hid deeper in the shadows, and peeked over.
Who is that person? This heart palpitation... I pressed my heart, it was so familiar.
Suddenly, watching the man's action of pressing the sword, I understood, thoroughly and clearly.
Not allowing myself to think or care about the sun, I rushed out as fast as I could, regardless of the crowd's exclamations or the scorching gaze from afar.
That person, I know! He must not be allowed to draw his sword, absolutely not!
"Liao Yan!" His exclamation penetrated the crowd. I turned my head slightly, but I didn't dare to stop even half a step.
When the man saw me like this, he drew his sword and held his arms to catch the person approaching.
Among the people who have entered Guanghuatai, which one is not a hero in the founding of the country, which one will not become famous in the future and becomes a person who can turn clouds and rain with one hand, and which one can afford to be hurt!
I tried my best, flew forward, and knocked away the person who was almost caught by him. I subconsciously blocked the sword with my hand. The blade was sharp and the palm of my hand was cold.
That hand firmly grasped my waist and pulled my body. I raised my eyes and faced the scorching sun. It was him! Basil Jiyu! He really is not dead!
"Your Majesty! Protect me!" There was a panic all around. My eyes were hazy, and I could barely see a bright yellow color gradually getting bigger. Raise your hands, don't come, Jimo Dongli, don't come.
"Let her go!"
Three simple words, no redundant details, that's all.
It was cold on my neck, and Basiljiyu shouted ghostly words in my ears. He wanted the people of the world to know that the monarch they respected and respected had done such a shameful thing as colluding with foreign enemies. But now, with the knife on the woman's neck, how noble is he?
"Basil Jiyu, let her go. If your request is not too much, I can give it to you." He said it neither humble nor arrogant, without a word of ghost language mixed in. He understands the stakes now.
Basil Jiyu was still shouting in ghost dialect. Jimo Dongli turned his head and said something to the servant beside him, and his expression suddenly changed. Obviously, a person in his position would not reveal his feelings like this, but I could clearly feel his heart and his heartbeat, as if there was not such a heavy human wall between us.
"If you want my kingdom..." His words made the surrounding people sigh, "I can't give it up."
The sword blade on his neck suddenly came closer.
"Don't. Don't touch her. Except for other people's lives and country, I can give you anything as long as you ask."
Basil Jiyu's voice was almost hazy in my ears, and the blazing sunlight penetrated my eyes. I could no longer care much and almost fainted.
It's just that sentence, I finally heard it clearly, it was a promise, I don't want other people's lives, I only want your life.
No one made any more noise, only the rustling of armor suddenly tightening. Everyone tried their best to protect him. I suddenly felt a sense of relief in my heart. He should be a person worthy of others' lives. He is worthy, but he will not use this as an excuse to take other people's lives.
"I'll give you my life, let her live." His words were tepid and smooth, without any ups and downs. It's just that the word "I" was replaced by "I". If you are not an emperor, you can leave everything behind.
"Your Majesty!" "Your Majesty!" The voices of exclamation and obstruction started again. However, the first thing that came to my ears in a daze was the clear "Brother Jimo!"
That was probably the pretty woman who accompanied him when he got up in the morning. Her closeness to him was so obvious, but the kindness he treated her was just the kindness of a brother. I originally thought that even a little brotherly friendship would be better than the dewy kindness of the harem family members. But now, as if she knew his heart, she suddenly firmly believed that even with such a small amount of affection, he would not put her closest to her. Or, I thought greedily, he would never say those words for her, to exchange his life for his life, so simply and completely.
He always talks about how he was in his previous life. In fact, in this life, there is one person who is willing to lay down his life for me, and I am already satisfied.
Even if I let go immediately, I know that I will smile.
As if he understood my thoughts, he suddenly shouted: "Liao Yan! I won't let you do anything stupid!"
My neck was frozen on the blade.
"Stay back, everyone." He pushed aside the layers of defense and walked down the high platform, as if he was a man from heaven. Although the vision was blurry, his immortal charm and demeanor were far superior to those of Qi and Qi Niu. For a moment, he was like a god.
"emperor……"
"Back off!" His tone was unequivocal.
"I obey." The sound of footsteps reached his ears, and those people really left because of his words. I really want to catch someone and drag someone down. Don't leave, protect him, surround him, tell him not to act like this, not to ruin his future and life for an irrelevant person. His world has just been held in his hands, and he still has to protect it.
The lowered hand didn't have any strength.
For a long time, it was so quiet that it felt cold.
"Give me the sword." His voice was very close.
Basil Jiyu moved the sword away, but did not hand it to him. He just waved it twice to signal him to come closer.
He wanted to kill Jimo himself! I shuddered, how painful and cold this must be.
"That's fine." He sighed softly, "But I have one more thing to say. Liao Yan, I want you to be my queen. This road will be very long, it will lack blessings, and it will be full of suffering, but Will you promise that I will be here?"
I know this is not an illusion, but I would rather it is just an illusion.
Basil Jiyu has sharpened his sword and is waiting for him. Now, there is no way to avoid it. Today, the next moment, maybe he or I will be separated from each other forever. How can we take such a long and arduous road? How difficult it is to walk alone without anyone's blessing.
"Liao Yan, answer me." His voice came leisurely, without any of his usual joking tone.
Agree or not, it's obviously just a few words, but to me, it weighs a thousand pounds. Is there any difference? After all, I am a cowardly person, and I cannot take that step no matter what. I just want a stable life, without other people's eyes, without too much attention, just like that. I agreed to him, so how will I spend my life from now on? I'm afraid of other people's criticism. I've seen so many things that I'm numb, but I'm still afraid.
However, the word "no" was stuck in my throat and I couldn't make even a single sound.
"Jimo Dongli, you are a shameless villain, but you act like a love infatuator. I don't know who will believe you. When you come to the next life, you will never say such a thing again!" Basil Jiyu suddenly said, and I shook my body, and I felt that the sword was gone. Flying out, in a daze, there was the creepy sound of metal cutting flesh, the sound of something dripping on the ground, and suddenly, a heartbreaking cry: "Dongli!"
Even I didn't expect that that sound burst out from my own throat.
The second time I spoke to him, it was still just these two words.
Basil Jiyu's body suddenly tilted, almost covering me down. His wrists became hot, and he was suddenly placed in the shadows. I tried my best to see clearly, but what I saw was Jimo's body gushing with blood. chest. Looking back, there was a pool of rich blood on the blue and white bricks. Basil Jiyu fell in a pool of blood, covering his neck where the blood was gushing out.
"Nie'er, it's over." His hand gently closed in front of my eyes, keeping me away from the scarlet red. "Don't watch it, it's not worth it."
His body slowly slid down. I was startled, my hands were exhausted, and I knelt down on the ground. He put his head on the crook of my neck, his breath was wet, hot and bloody. I hurriedly raised my hand to support him, but I just pressed the wound on his chest. The painful hiss reached my ears, and it was desolate.
I suddenly realized that at this moment, all the heroes and disciples outside this square should be there. If I call for people at this moment, it might still be too late. As an emperor, there will always be a number of medical officers by his side, right?
As soon as he got up, he held him down. His voice was weak but clearly audible: "Don't move, there is light."
It was just four words, but it left me speechless.
His life and death may only last a moment, but he still cares about whether I am afraid of light? I'm afraid, but no matter how scared I am, the sun can't kill me, and no matter how scared I am, it won't make me lose all the blood in my body.
"Nie'er, I, let me ask you again, are you willing to be my queen?" His words were intermittent, "If you don't want to, I, I will let you go... The Liao Mansion has already taken care of things."
Liao Mansion! I was stunned. He was so unwilling for me to return to live in the Liao Mansion at the beginning, and he pushed me into the palace with his hairy legs, but was he secretly repairing the Liao Mansion? Indeed, back then, the Liao family was deep in the capital, suffering from wars and the confiscation of the property. After I left, there was no one to live in. He had a confrontation with the ghosts for a year, and this place was also abandoned for a year. Now, I want to It does take some effort to restore the appearance of the day. But a man as confident and self-respecting as he is, is he really willing to let me go like this, as long as I say no?
Not a single word, but I couldn't say it out no matter what.
I opened my mouth, wanting him to let me go to the medical officer first, but he raised a hand with great effort, gently pressed the peak of my lip with his fingertips, looked at me with a slightly raised eyebrow, and said, "Don't talk. , just nod or shake your head..."
At this moment, the large red-lacquered door on the square quietly opened, and an exclamation came: "Your Majesty! The Imperial Physician! Send the Imperial Physician to you quickly!"
He suddenly smiled, put a hand on my arm that was supporting him, and pushed it away gently. Regardless of his own decline, he still wore a smile that seemed to be thousands of miles away: "I let you go, I let you go." Walk……"
My heart seemed to be placed in ice, trembling, and about to fall into pieces in an instant.
It was just at this moment that I experienced for the first time what it meant to be heartbroken.
I don't know how to explain it to him, I don't know what to explain to him. Hesitation is the most direct rejection and betrayal.
The panic in my heart was so clear, as if I had never lived in the past nineteen years.
I have indeed never lived. If it were not for me, why would he be like this! Why should everyone in the world be worried! But I didn't even try to help him. Instead, I ran away from him. When he needed support the most, I shattered everything about him. Suddenly, I found that everything about me had also been wiped out.
I always thought that everything about me was nothingness, and it lasted for nineteen years. Now, there are scenes, mixed with blood, being trampled to pieces by those intricate and frightening footprints.
He fell down and looked in my direction, but I no longer saw my appearance in his eyes.
From the moment when everyone gathered around him and returned to Chongyuan Hall, I lost consciousness and the reason to hold on. I could not demand that my already weak body could still move forward.
I have been on the sickbed for more than three months, my body has risen and fallen again and again, but I have never seen him again. Medical officer, maid, everything. But this disease never gets better. Later, I heard that his injuries had healed. After all, he was a man with the world on his shoulders, so he had to force himself to get well no matter what. The south began to feel uneasy. The life and death of the old emperor was uncertain. Prince Fuqi had either ascended the throne or not ascended the throne. In the end, he put all the blame on Jimo and wanted to send troops north to reorganize the country. Fuqi's army was too exhausted to be frightened, but his injury made people's hearts wander and became a little weak. Now that he was good enough, he issued an edict to personally conquer Fuqi. I had also expected that a person like him would definitely not have such worries, but I did not expect that he would still have to fight in person. After all, today is different from the past. He has been wearing a yellow robe, and the world has moved with him. When he was injured, he heard widespread criticism from the people, let alone the hardships and dangers of his personal march south.
I looked at the scar in my palm and felt helpless. Obviously, he was the one who was seriously injured, but now, it is me who is still in ruins. In the beginning, I was never able to help him, and now, it is still the same.
He conquered the world inch by inch and dominated the world, but I still stayed where I was. Going around and around, the same capital, the same body, but different, it's just that these years have passed by in a hurry.
