Murong Yi's grief and pain looked in Lin Qiao's eyes, which made Lin Qiao so distressed that she couldn't breathe, she wanted to hug Murong Yi and tell him, don't be sad, no matter what your surname is, you are still you, and the unique you will not change Hongxia looked at Emperor Jiahe and continued, "You wanted to take Miss and this child into the palace, but Miss refused, so, a year later, you came to forcibly take away this child, you said, you will never let the blood of the Murong family flow into the people to be an ordinary villager, you also told Miss, The half-year-old child born to the second young lady has just died, and you have strictly decreed that the grandmothers and eunuchs of the imperial palace should not divulge this matter; You say, you want this child to assume the identity of that child and return to the clan openly; You also said that this can also make the second miss think that her child is still alive and will not be sad" Speaking of this, Hongxia sighed again, "I'm afraid that the second miss still doesn't know that this child is not her own to this day" "No."
She already knew, ten years ago, she already knew," Emperor Jiahe said in a sad tone, "The rules in the palace are strict, in order to prevent the mother from borrowing the son, after the birth of the prince and the princess, they must be sent to the imperial womb."
Raised by a grandmother, the mother can only see the child once a month.And after she gave birth, her health has not been good, when her own child died, I gave the child under the pretext of being afraid of illness, and I did not let her meet the child for several months, so when I hugged Yi'er to her again, although she was puzzled that the child was suddenly a lot older, but looking at the child with a similar face to her, she did not doubt it. ”Speaking of this, Emperor Jiahe looked at Murong Yi, "Those ten years were the happiest time for me, although your mother is not your mother, but she and your mother have exactly the same face, she is lively."
Naughty, no scheming, no calculation, she is sweet every day, Qingyue is called me, I look at her, I feel that your mother is smiling at me, I think this is also very good" "So, what happened ten years ago" The person who asked was Lin Qiao.As soon as the words came out, she was taken back by her arm, and a voice whispered in her ear, "Shut up" Lin Qiao was shocked, what she saw and heard at this moment was too shocking and tragic, so that she forgot her identity, forgot that she was respectful and humble, but he was only immersed in the pain of the past, and he didn't pay attention to who was asking, he looked at the face of Jinghe Shitai, and said weakly, "One day ten years ago, Qing Ning got a letter from nowhere, and half of the letter was true and half false, It's really Yi'er's real life experience and the bad relationship between me and Qingling back then, and the fake thing is that I killed her child in order to let the son born to Qingling return to the clan.Although Qing Ning's personality is simple, she is as strong as Qing Ling, and she is convinced of such a true and adulterated rumor and slander, and she throws the letter in my face, hating me for deceiving her, hating me for killing her own son.She even hated Lian Yi'er, she wanted to live in the Xiliang Palace just to see me again, and never see this child again" Life and death do not see life and death without seeing Hejia and Emperor closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the tears in his eyes were exhausted, he looked at Murong Yi, as if to justify, "It is your mother concubine who wants to live in the Xiliang Palace, such a sharp hairpin, she is against her throat, she said, in this life."
Dash lives and dies without seeing children, it is your mother who refuses to believe my words, it is she who doesn't want us anymore" "It's she who doesn't want me anymore," Murong Yi repeated this sentence gently, but the tears in his eyes had dried up, and when he looked at King Qing again, he saw that King Qing had long since lost his breath, but his hand was tightly holding Jing and Shitai's, inseparable.All the doubts were solved at this moment, Murong Yi carefully put the body of Jinghe Shitai beside King Qing, got up, gathered his coat, knelt solemnly, bowed, bowed, bowed again, worshiped three times His two eyes were as red as blood, but there was not a single tear, after worshipping, he got up, bowed to Emperor Jiahe again, turned around and left."
Fourth brother," Murong Yan stepped forward and grabbed him, "Where are you going" Murong Yi looked at Murong Yan and was silent.His expression made everyone silent, he was Fu Junkai's son.Or Murong Qingyue's son, everyone wants to know what Jinghe Shitai said to him alone and then here and now, who can open his mouth and before King Qing clearly wanted to know this question, but what Jinghe Shitai said in his ear before he died, no one knew "Amitabha," Hongxiakou Xuanfo stood up and took out two letters from her body, she looked at the bodies of King Qinghe and Jing and Shitai close together, sighed, and handed a letter to Fu Tingchen, "This is a letter from Miss to Fu Gongzi, Since he also went, you can watch it for him, and burn it to Fu Gongzi after reading it. ”After speaking, he gave another letter to Emperor Jiahe, and said to Emperor Jiahe, "Prince Murong."
This letter is addressed to you by Miss. ”"To me" Emperor Jiahe took the letter with trembling hands.Hongxia nodded, she glanced at Jinghe Shitai again, then folded her hands and recited a scripture, and then said, "The poor nun fell into the empty door just to serve the young lady, and now the young lady is gone, the poor nun has no obstacles here, there are still parents in the red dust to be honored, and the poor nun is gone." ”So he made a mockery to the crowd, and then turned away, and never looked back."
It's a see-through one again," Lin Qiao muttered to herself, Hongxia's nostalgic go, seemingly ruthless and unintentional, but in Lin Qiao's eyes, everything is empty and thorough, don't linger, don't hesitate, don't cry dad and call mother, don't drag mud and water, she has done her duty as a slave, and then go back to fulfill the filial piety of her children.There is no pestering.She lived better than anyone here.Hongxia went, Jinghe Shitai died, and King Qing also died.Murong Yi was about to leave, Murong Yan took his hand, but hesitated whether to leave him very silent at the scene, and the scene was a little embarrassing.Emperor Jiahe and Fu Tingchen both finished reading the letter, Fu Tingchen's face was quite strange, and he bit his lip and stared at the letter for a long time.Finally gritted his teeth, put the letter on the torch and lit it, and burned it in front of King Qing, "Uncle Huang, this is the request of the imperial aunt to you, and the nephew should obey it" And after Emperor Jiahe read the letter, he had a complicated expression of joy and sadness, finally, his tears flowed down, and then he stretched out his hand to Murong Yi, with endless guilt in his eyes, "Child, my father is sorry for you" Lin Qiao and Murong Yan were both shocked, the two looked at each other, and then a wave of ecstasy surged in their hearts, which means that Jinghe told Emperor Jiahe in the letter, Murong Yi was born to him, but the corners of Fu Tingchen's mouth overflowed with a sneer, he walked over, bowed his hand to Emperor Jiahe, and said coldly, "Uncle Huang left a will before leaving, to be buried with Zhou Qingling, and your beloved back then was actually in the palace, so.I think you won't stop it anymore" Emperor Jiahe was silent, he suddenly began to be at a loss, the smile when he was seriously injured back then was indeed clear to Zhou Qingning, but he really only because of that smile back to Zhou Qingling Remembering Concubine Zhou in the palace, she was delicate and lovely in those ten years, and she was clearly a lovely flower.No matter how tired and tired he is, as long as she is there, all his troubles will dissipate like a cloud, the palace is so big, and there are so many concubines, but the family in his heart is only her, only the child in front of him, so which one does he love is the one in front of him, or the one in the palace She looked at King Qing and Jinghe Shitai who were lying together with their heads, Emperor Jiahe staggered back, fought for twenty-one years, entangled for twenty-one years, whether he won or lost, But this woman still died in the arms of another man.Until she died, she called other people's men "Fu Lang", and she looked at him with a sparse and polite look at him until she died, as if she was a passerby.But if he loses, although she refuses to see him again in the palace, she is still there, she is still there who saved him back then, and the person he is looking for is her, who has been his concubine for ten years.Or is it that she Jiahe Emperor had a splitting headache, he suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, "That's it, that's it" waved his hand to Fu Tingchen, Jiahe Emperor laughed so much that tears came down, "That's it, that's it."
You take them away, the farther you go, the better, never come back, I will never see them again, I will never see them again" Fu Tingchen arched his hand again, then turned around and ordered someone to pick up the bodies of King Qinghe and Jinghe Shitai, and after walking two steps, he suddenly turned around again, stretched out his hand to Lin Qiao, and said, "Come here." ”Lin Qiao was relieved that this matter was finally over, and suddenly saw him stretching out his hand to him, he was startled, and before he could speak, he was pulled behind by Murong Yan, who waved the knife.shouted, "Fu Tingchen, you secretly took Lin Qiao away that day, and you still refuse to let her go today" Fu Tingchen laughed, and before he was about to speak, Lin Qiao suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly stretched out his head and shouted to Fu Tingchen, "You go quickly, if you continue to chirp like this, our emperor will regret not letting you take your imperial aunt back, you can cry." ”Fu Tingchen grinded his teeth, he didn't look at Lin Qiao, but smiled coldly at Murong Yan, said, "You wait," and turned away.When Fu Tingchen took the bodies of King Qing and his wife, they went to Hulala.The forest was much more deserted.Emperor Jiahe handed the letter that Hongxia handed him to Murong Yi, with tears in his eyes, "I know, you must be my son" Murong Yi opened the letter and glanced at it, a trace of strangeness slowly appeared on his face, he frowned, and returned the letter to Emperor Jiahe, but said."
I want to see my mother," Emperor Jiahe was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated, "She won't see us." ”"It's me, it's me who wants to see my mother, without you," Murong Yi looked at Emperor Jiahe, his eyes changed from the previous elegance and gentleness, and became persistent and stubborn.Even, there was still a little disrespect, Lin Qiao blinked, suspecting that he had seen it wrong: