Since Li Chenan won, she naturally lost.
However, her expression at this moment did not look like she had lost. She looked very calm.
There is not even the fear of dying, but a feeling of relief.
In Li Chenan's sight, she suddenly spoke again.
But instead of telling Li Chenan that the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, she actually recited a poem that Li Chenan composed during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year:
"Ten years of life and death are blurred,
If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it.
Thousands of miles of lonely tomb... there is no place to speak of desolation.
Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other,
My face is covered with dust...and my temples are like frost. "
She seemed to be caught up in some good memories.
A sweet smile appeared on her face.
She continued to recite, and although her mouth was bleeding, her voice was very steady and full of affection——
"At night, you have a deep dream and suddenly return home,
Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. "
Her expression gradually dimmed, and there was a painful light flashing in her eyes. Although it was weak, it was a true reflection of her heart at the moment.
Thinking back to when she was young, when she was as young as fifteen or sixteen, she was no different from those girls who were pursuing a better future.
But I don’t know what happened to her. Xu has some relationship with her husband Yan Jidao.
After all, she didn't live the life she longed for.
She finally deviated from the path that should have been full of flowers and walked into the dark abyss.
Now I have met such a miserable end——
“We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the intestines will break every year,
Bright moon night...
Short matsuoka. "
There were tears falling from the corners of her eyes.
I don’t know whether it’s regret for today’s events or guilt for past feelings.
Or being disappointed with someone.
Li Chenan didn't ask.
Because there is no need to ask.
There are so many things about love, hate, and enmity in the world. If I had to give one reason, it would probably be that everyone has his or her own destiny.
Princess Liyang raised her eyes, swallowed a mouthful of blood in her mouth, and said slowly:
"I really like those poems you wrote."
"How I wished you could be the purest literati."
"Li Chen'an, on that Mid-Autumn Festival night, read the sixteenth poem you wrote to me."
Li Chenan looked at Princess Liyang.
This was the first time he saw Princess Liyang so close.
She is already thirty-two, but she is still beautiful.
It's just that the face is paler at this moment, and the life in those eyes is fading away.
Like a flower about to wither.
"That poem is called "Broken Array""
Li Chenan stood with his hands behind his back and raised his head:
"Looking at the sword while drunk, lighting up the lamp,
Dreaming about the trumpet company camp.
Eight hundred miles apart, I will burn under my command.
The sound of fifty strings turning over the wall.
Autumn brings troops to the battlefield.
The horseman Lu Fei Kuai,
The bow shook like a thunderbolt.
Put an end to the affairs of the king and the world,
Win fame during and after death,
Misfortune happens in vain. "
Princess Liyang's eyes became increasingly hollow. She listened to the poem carefully, and after three breaths, she said, "I understand!"
"What do you understand?"
"Brother Huang entrusts this world to you precisely because of this poem!"
"You are wrong, I am going to welcome back the eldest son of the emperor."
Princess Liyang suddenly showed a strange look on her face.
She knew she was going to die, so she didn't talk to Li Chenan about the eldest son of the emperor.
She is explaining her funeral affairs:
"After I die, can I be buried on a pine hill in Zhoushan where I can see the hut?"
"...Okay, but isn't this causing trouble for yourself? Why not let it go?"
Princess Liyang sneered:
"I'm causing trouble for him!"
"My grave is opposite the wind chime hut. I just want to see if he is still in the mood to have sex with that vixen in that hut!"
"Even if I die and become a ghost, I still have to watch him feel miserable!"
She coughed.
He coughed violently and spit out mouthfuls of blood.
She coughed and bent down, which made Li Chenan sigh deeply.
He finally asked:
"Queen Lu, did you kill her?"
Five breaths have passed.
Princess Liyang finally stopped coughing, she raised her head, her face flushed.
She didn't answer Li Chenan's question at all.
She actually said something that shocked Li Chenan extremely——
"That bitch... deserves to die!"
Her face became redder and redder, and her eyes gradually dimmed.
Her body could no longer hold up, and she was about to slide down the door.
Li Chenan held her shoulders and asked urgently:
"Why?"
The corners of Princess Liyang's lips curled up into a smile, but she still didn't answer.
Her head slowly drooped and she said the last words:
"There is a big-leafed banyan tree in the harem..."
This is half a sentence.
But the meaning of this half sentence is very obvious, and the big-leafed banyan tree is easy to find.
But what does the big-leafed banyan tree have to do with Queen Lu's death?
Including the one in the palace, there are five big-leafed banyan trees in Kyoto. Could there be some other secret among them?
Princess Liyang's eyes were still open.
But that smile stayed on her face forever.
Maybe he finally got relief.
In fact, there is no relief.
…
…
Li Chenan placed Princess Liyang's body on the bed in this room.
He walked out.
Picked up the green blood-washed silver gun on the ground.
The wind and snow are still there.
Those people in the courtyard are still the same.
The cover of the coffin has not been opened yet, which means that Xiao Wu has not yet been able to rescue Xiao Jian.
Yin Ruming was still kneeling next to the coffin. She had knelt down and turned into a snowman.
There is a snowman beside her.
She is Xiaoqin.
There is an eagle resting on Xiao Baozi's shoulder.
Ning Chuchu sat on the corridor, supporting her chin with her hands, raising her head slightly and looking at the snow flying above the patio. She didn't know what she was thinking.
Or maybe not thinking about anything.
Just lamenting the impermanence of fate.
The cocoon on Yan Jidao's body is getting smaller and smaller, and it's getting brighter and brighter.
It is estimated that he will break out of the cocoon and the poison in his body will be eliminated soon.
Wen Xiaowan lowered her head.
In her hand was the Lover's Sword!
She was stroking the sword.
She seemed to be thinking about something too.
Amu still stood numbly, but...
"Where did Wang Zhenghaoxuan go?"
Amu's face as cold as a knife smiled slightly:
"Junior brother heard a dog barking in the courtyard."
Li Chenan was stunned for a moment:
"……Good!"
Cheng Yiren, wearing a purple robe and a snow-white mink fur cloak, walked up to Li Chenan.
Raise your head and raise your eyebrows:
"I gotta go."
"Where to go?"
"Zhongli Qiuyang is still waiting for me at Wangjiang Wharf in Pingjiangcheng."
"...Okay, go ahead and say hello to him for me."
"Okay, I say goodbye to you to remind you that you still owe me a horse! The best horse!"
Li Chenan touched his nose and said, "This...I remember it, not yet."
"By the way, when will you get married?"
Cheng Yiren forgot about the horse and smiled shyly: "Qiuyang said it would take another two years."
"Okay, in two years... Ruoshui and I will come to congratulate you."
"Then it's settled."
Xiao Baozi looked back and saw that Cheng Yiren had turned around and left.
Ning Chuchu had arrived at Li Chenan's side and asked in a low voice:
"Auntie, she..."
"died."
Ning Chuchu lowered her head, with a gloomy look on her face.
"After all, she is my aunt. Let me go and see her... How about sending her back to the imperial mausoleum and burying her next to the imperial mausoleum?"
"Her last wish was to be buried in Zhoushan, on the pine hill opposite the hut."
"...I can't get rid of it in the end."
Yes, she never gave up until her death.
Li Chenan put his hands behind his back and looked up at the dim sky.
Just two wild geese flew across the sky.
He spoke with emotion and his words were a little sad:
"Ask the world, what is love? Directly teach the promise of life and death?
Flying together from all over the world,
The old wings experienced cold and heat several times.
Pleasure is fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more idiotic children.
You should say:
Thousands of miles of clouds and dusk snow on thousands of mountains. To whom is the shadow going?
On Hengfen Road, the lonely days were filled with the sound of drums, and the desolate smoke was still plain and clear.
…
For eternity, I have reserved it for the poets,
Singing and drinking... Visit Yanqiu! "
Xiao Baozi turned around.
Wen Xiaowan raised her head.
Ning Chuchu's eyes were full of spring.
Zhongli Ruoshui, who was far away in Lizhou City, Shuzhou, was sitting alone in front of the window. He picked up the pen in his hand and put pen to paper——
"If love lasts for a long time,
How come it's day and night? "
