At the end of May in the 10th year of Youqing's reign, the pear blossoms began to bloom but were knocked down by heavy rains, leaving the courtyard covered in red.
The majestic and dazzling Donghe Palace experienced a premeditated bloody purge and killing on an ordinary night, known in history as the "power seizure."
After this night, the Donghe regime changed hands, and everything was returned from the eldest princess Ning Yan of Donghe to the hands of Emperor Hengjia Zheng Yu.
Not long ago, the former Emperor Xiaoyuan's favored concubine and the emperor's biological mother Yue Guifei returned to the court.
The emperor specially summoned all the people to confer the title of Empress Dowager Donghe Duanmu Shengwu, and posthumously named the former Empress Duanyi the Empress Dowager Duanxiaoming'an.
There is a special word "Duan" in the title to pay tribute to Queen Qian Duanyi.
For a time, the people were happy.
But who knew this was not the beginning of another disaster.
Emperor Hengjia was taught by the eldest princess since he was a child, and he should have worked hard and worked diligently.
However, since the second day of pro-government, he has been in a state of sensuality and drunkenness.
The power of Donghe fell away again, and Empress Dowager Duanmu Shengwu of Donghe began to listen to politics behind the curtain.
The relationship between Donghe and Xiliang, which had never been in contact before, became increasingly close.
The swing next to the wall was swaying gently, and sitting on the swing was a woman dressed plainly in white, with long uncombed hair hanging straight down her waist.
It looks peaceful and peaceful.
She suddenly looked at her hands.
In the sunshine, the five fingers are even and plain, slender and shiny.
It's hard to imagine, but these seemingly flawless hands over the past six or seven years have turned out to be covered in blood.
Maybe even God thinks she deserves it.
Suddenly there was a dark cloud above her head.
Ning Yan looked up and saw a man in a green shirt standing behind him, with a baby-faced smile that looked kind.
"Lu Li."
She forced a smile and said hello.
"Qing Ningchan has gone to sleep.
Doctor Luo is trying to figure out how to solve the ten thousand foot gu on her body, so don't worry about it."
He squeezed her shoulder.
The woman in white nodded, looking down at the patches of red under the embroidered shoes, her profile was quiet and beautiful.
"By the way, Xiao Lin left last night.
He said that the fish has been hooked and he is going back to collect the net.
He also asked me to tell you that if Donghe really can't stay, go to Nanwu to find him."
Ning Yan sighed after hearing this: "He is really confident."
Lu Li nodded and sat down opposite her.
"Aning, as a friend, I still have something to say to you."
"Yeah, tell me."
Her glazed eyes looked down at her feet without any trace of emotion.
"I have known you and the mountain master for many years.
They are called masters and servants but they are no different from friends.
I understand you and I understand him.
But it is precisely because of understanding that I want to tell you that feelings cannot withstand consumption.
Love.
The deeper you go, the easier it is to get tired.
If you are so tired that you can’t hold on any longer, it will be easier to let go.
Do you understand?”
Ning Yan raised her pale face and looked at him absently, her lips trembling slightly: "What do you mean?"
"What I mean is that you shouldn't keep the mountain master waiting any longer."
He looked at her seriously and said seriously, "After so many years, since he met you, his life seems to no longer belong to him.
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He created Returning to Lanshan is for you, becoming disabled is for you, being frustrated is for you, leaving everything behind and coming to the imperial capital where he least wants to set foot is also for you. , he is tired of disputes and calculations, but now he is in a whirlpool because of you.
But have you ever considered him in your heart?
You are famous all over the world and dominate the world, but he can only be the man behind you silently.
An Ning, believe me. , this is not something that ordinary men can endure, not to mention that he is Gu Mingxuan, the most famous person in the world at that time."
"Don't be too selfish, Ning."
Lu Li left these words when he left, making Ning Yan lose her mind for a long time.
My thoughts inadvertently drifted back to the night when I broke into the palace in the middle of the night.
The dew was even more dense and the night was cold and frosty.
The sound of killing was loud in the Donghe Palace.
As soon as the people who were awakened went out, they saw the fire filling the sky.
They didn't even have time to put on their clothes, so they hurriedly packed up their gold and silver and ran for their lives.
Just as the men in black and the people in Guilan Mountain were fighting inextricably, Meng Jue led the Imperial Guards to arrive and surrounded the Donghe Palace, which was not a small one.
He ordered everyone to be quiet, saying that the eldest princess had an order that no one could enter or leave the palace at will.
Xiao Lin protected Ning Yan and walked all the way to the Third Palace of Qianxi.
The road, which was not long in the daytime, seemed to be full of thorns, with people falling down at every step, and then people rushing up crazily.
Xiao Lin seemed to be born with bloodthirsty.
The more he killed, the more excited he became.
He danced with the long sword like stars falling, and even laughed and recited a poem: "Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace for thousands of miles.
When it's over, he brushes off his clothes and goes deep into the world.
Hiding and fame."
Ning Yan saw that his movements looked familiar and asked, "Which sect do you study under?"
"I have no sect, I am self-taught."
He smiled with emotion, and stabbed the enemy behind him in the throat with his backhand sword.
Not many people came to Guilan Mountain, but all the martial arts of the Seven Killers and Seven Envoys were personally taught by Gu Mingxuan.
It can be said that they are all masters who can defeat one against a hundred.
In this way, a group of people approached the Third Palace of Qianxi.
At this time, a figure dressed in bright purple stood on the high platform of the Third Hall of Qianxi.
He put his hands behind his back and looked up to the sky, seemingly unaware of the sounds of killing around him.
"Yunxiu, hand over Qingluan."
Ning Yan looked at him and stepped up the steps step by step.
The man laughed softly and turned around slowly: "It turns out to be Her Royal Highness, is it possible that such a big battle will force the palace to rebel?"
"Forcing the palace, I have an army of 300,000 men, so why force the palace?"
Ning Yan raised her eyebrows and sneered.
Yun Xiu shook his head, his bloody red lips making his stunning face even more charming.
"The eldest princess cares deeply about her sister, and I naturally understand.
But before that, there is someone you must meet first."
He turned around and made an inviting gesture towards the door of Qianxi No. 1 Palace, with a smile on his lips, which was self-explanatory. .
When Ning Yan turned her head, she saw Meng Jue leading the Imperial Guards arriving.
The eight-foot tall man looked at her with a worried expression.
She smiled, gave him a calming look, turned around and walked towards the palace.
The carved spruce door stood in front of her.
Behind the door seemed to be a huge demon that could devour people's hearts.
Every step she took felt like she was stepping on a knife's edge.
The young woman in white held up the hem of her skirt and walked towards the Qianxi Hall step by step.
Solemn and solemn, with a natural demeanor.
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Even many years later, Ning Yan still could not forget what she saw and heard in Qianxi Palace that day, and she had never regretted her choice.
It’s no wonder that the late emperor never forgot that woman.
The most beautiful woman in the imperial capital at that time was still unparalleled in her beauty more than ten years later.
She said, I'm here to get what's mine.
She asked, what is yours?
She smiled and replied: Everything you have, fame, status, wealth, glory, and the emperor.
She sighed, "You have really worked hard
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