The peach tree took root, and she could only stay here for the rest of her life.
She didn't want to die.
Now she has no one to rely on, she only has him.
"Okay, I won't drive you away."
Chen Yanyan looked past her body into the distance.
He asked the Taoist priest for water and fertilizer.
He had watered it for so many years.
Without this supply, the peach tree would die, and the peach tree's roots would have been unable to be moved elsewhere.
The next night, Dongqing was sent to the palace by him.
The man he saw that night firmly controlled her waist and prevented her from moving.
Chen Yanyan clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, endured the annoyance in his heart, turned around and went back.
Dongqing was so heartbroken that she used her worst acting skills to please the eldest prince Zhao Shizong.
She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to send any useful information back to Chen Yan, so he wouldn't take her back.
Dongqing was stupid and showed off all kinds of flaws, but Zhao Shizong never drove her away.
Dongqing was afraid of Zhao Shizong at first.
He had a fierce look and did not seem like an easy person to get along with.
But gradually, Dongqing realized that Zhao Shizong was a very careful person.
He knows what she likes to eat and do.
After coming back from school, he would take her out to ride horses.
When the horses galloped on the pasture, Holly felt like she was back in Fairy Mountain.
While riding a horse, she fell from above and the horse's hoofs were about to trample over her body.
Zhao Shizong appeared out of nowhere and pulled her into his arms, but his own hand bones were broken by the horse's hoofs.
Dongqing would write down Zhao Shizong's every move every day, and then send it back to Chen Yanyan's study with peach blossoms.
When she picked up the pen to write, a ridiculous thought flashed through her mind.
Could it be that he taught her to write just for today?
On the day of spring, Zhao Shizong was assassinated again.
He opened the door of Dongqing's room covered in blood, shocking her.
Zhao Shizong told her to be quiet, then turned his back to her, took off his clothes, revealing his strong body, with many old wounds on his wheat-colored chest.
Dongqing could see that Zhao Shizong had suffered a lot.
That night, Zhao Shizong stayed in Dongqing's room for the first time, hugged her, did nothing, and fell asleep without any precautions.
The next day, after Zhao Shizong went out, Dongqing saw Chen Yanyan.
She was pleasantly surprised and ran towards him with bright eyes.
She asked, "Are you here to take me back?"
Chen Yanyan looked away.
He couldn't bear to look at her for the first time.
He handed her a small bottle and said, "Pour this into his food.
If you do this well, I will take you home."
Dongqing took the bottle, vaguely knowing what might be inside.
She lowered her head and said nothing.
Chen Yanzhi kissed the corner of her mouth and sighed: "Don't blame me, I can't help it."
The honor of the Duke's palace rests on his shoulders, and there is no way he would give up fighting for it because of personal affairs.
In fact, Holly never blamed him, she just wanted to stay by his side.
Chen Yanyan gave Dongqing three days.
On the third day, news came from the palace that Emperor Yuan had passed away.
The third prince held the succession edict and announced that he would ascend the throne on a certain day.
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Zhao Shizong was sent to the frontier.
Just one month later, Zhao Shizong's mansion in the frontier was surrounded by people brought by Chen Yanyan.
Zhao Shizong's injury had not recovered yet, and he could only watch as he became a turtle in the urn.
Zhao Shizong gave Dongqing a large sum of money, and the cold aura on his body became much weaker.
He said to Dongqing, "Let's go."
He couldn't protect her anymore.
Dongqing didn't take the money, and she was suddenly very sad.
It shouldn't be like this.
Zhao Shizong should be high-spirited, not like this.
He is the God of War and is indestructible.
Holly didn't know how to comfort people.
She stood there blankly and said nothing.
Zhao Shizong turned around and saw that she was refusing to move.
He laughed, carefully rubbed the side of her face with his rough fingertips, and said softly: "Actually, I know that you don't want to stay by my side.
You are so sneaky."
I know everything about sending messages to Chen Yan and informing him."
Holly was surprised.
He continued: "But I still indulge you.
I always think that as long as you live a happy life, Holly, do you know that you are not like you anymore.
Whenever you deliberately try to please me, I feel heartbroken."
Dongqing didn't know that Zhao Shizong had met her a long time ago, even before Chen Yanyan.
He was out marching and fighting all year round.
Once when he passed a hilltop, there was a girl sitting on the hilltop, looking into the distance.
Her longing to go out directly moved him.
At that time he asked: "Do you really want to go down the mountain?"
She was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yeah."
"Then how about I take you down?"
He took the initiative for the first time.
She shook her head and waved her hands quickly, "No, no, no, I won't go down.
The mothers-in-law said that those at the bottom of the mountain can eat people."
He was funny.
When he looked over again, there was no one on the hill.
It's like an illusion.
The poison in Dongqing's hand was not used in the end.
She poured it away secretly.
She did not want Zhao Shizong to die.
After a long time, she and Zhao Shizong were still trapped in the palace.
Dongqing wanted to be trapped here for the rest of her life.
During this period, Dongqing heard that Chen Yan and his wife had divorced.
She was not happy.
She thought he liked that beautiful woman very much, but it turned out that he didn't like anyone.
Even my wife doesn’t want it even if she says I don’t want it, let alone her.
Holly always thought that she might not be able to wait for him to pick her up.
Chen Yanyan later broke in with his troops, and Dongqing was standing next to Zhao Shizong at that time.
He is an eyesore no matter how you look at it.
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He waved to Holly, "Come here."
Holly's feet moved, but she never took a step forward.
Chen Yan's face sank, he stretched his jaw, opened his mouth and repeated, "Come here."
Holly didn't move at all.
Chen Yanzhi sneered, his eyes like daggers.
He has never been a patient person, he wears a mask of gentleness and kindness.
Chen Yanyan took the sword from the guard's hand and pointed the tip of the sword at the pale Zhao Shizong.
When he was about to stab him out, there was another person in his sight.
Dongqing fearlessly stood in front of Zhao Shizong.
She looked directly at him and opened her lips, "You can't kill him."
Chen Yan wanted to laugh, "Why?"
Dongqing couldn't explain why, she only knew that she didn't want to see Zhao Shizong die in front of her.
Chen Yanyan's sword leaned forward, his tone impatient.
He glanced at Dongqing and said, "Get out of the way."
Dongqing held out her chest and said stubbornly: "No."
Dongqing thought that if she stood in front of Zhao Shizong, Zhao Shizong would not die.
Chen Yanyan was reluctant to kill her.
He had been so good to her, how could he kill her?
Chen Yanzhi squinted his eyes and was silent for a long time, then curled his lips and smiled.
The sword in his hand pierced her chest without hesitation.
The blood soaked her pink clothes.
The blood on her face gradually faded and became lifeless.
Chen Yanzhi frowned, but did not stop his hand.
The tip of the sword was pushed in by him for a few minutes, and then he pulled it out.
Dongqing fell to the ground, her eyes still fixed on Chen Yan's handsome face, and she gasped for air.
Chen Yan glanced at her with his peripheral vision and ignored her.
She was a demon and the sword could not hurt her.
He stepped over her body and stared at Zhao Shizong.
Public hatred and private resentment welled up from the bottom of his heart.
He put his sword against Zhao Shizong's chest, and there was still blood stains of Holly on the sword.
Zhao Shizong smiled lowly.
After laughing enough, he leaned forward, straight into his chest.
He knelt on the ground.
Before closing his eyes, her voice still echoed in his mind.
"I won't go down the mountain."
"I won't go."
"Everyone down the mountain can eat people."
Yes, you should stay on the mountain and be the carefree you you are.
After Zhao Shizong died, Chen Yan felt that the air was terrifyingly quiet.
He suddenly turned around and saw Dongqing bleeding from the corner of her mouth.
His pupils shrank, he threw away his sword and ran back to her, supported by his warm palms.
Her shoulders and his voice were shaking, "What's wrong with you?"
Dongqing's chest hurt so much that she couldn't even feel it anymore.
She stretched out her hand to touch his face, but she had no strength and could no longer lift her arm.
She opened her mouth, breathless, "Say it" She shouted one after another, trying to shout enough.
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When she was in the Chen Mansion, she often saw the girl leaning on his arms and calling him words, but she never shouted.
She used the word benefactor to cover her thoughts and give him a reason to keep her.
But after saying a few words, Dongqing vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
Demons cannot be hurt by mortal swords.
The sword Chen Yan held just now had the aura of a golden dragon, and she couldn't bear it at all.
That was the sword given to Chen Yanyan by the third prince.
Holly put her hand on her belly, tears streaming down her eyes.
Nothing can be saved.
Holly was too tired and in pain.
She slowly closed her eyes.
You wanted me to stay with you at first, but you were the first to abandon me.
In her daze, she could still hear the fierce roar in her ears.
"holly" "Wake up Holly, don't sleep."
"If you don't fall asleep, I won't water you again."
"Holly, I beg you, open your eyes and beg you, okay?"
No one could respond to Chen Yan.
He roared until his throat was hoarse, and no one lying in his arms gave him any reaction.
He held up Dongqing's face and brought it close to his neck.
His eyes were filled with tears and he gritted his teeth and said, "You goblin, goblin."
Tears fell, and he choked with sobs.
On the other side, all the peach blossoms on the peach trees in the yard have withered.
Seven days later, the third prince ascended the throne.
Chen Yanyan was named the Marquis of Chang'an.
From then on, Chen Guogong's government rose rapidly, and Chen Yanyan became the most powerful person in the world.
No one in the government or the public could not respect him respectfully.
In court, he was cruel and ruthless, and was called a hypocrite who killed without a knife.
After returning home, he often looked at the bare peach blossom trees in the yard and was in a daze.
Sometimes he would smile silly and sometimes cry.
In his free time, he always likes to water and fertilize her with a bucket.
Her roots are here, she can't escape.
When he was tired, he sat on the ground, not caring that his white court clothes were stained by mud.
Holly's last body turned into two flowers.
Chen Yan asked the Taoist priest why there were two flowers instead of one.
The Taoist priest said that he was afraid that the monster had a fetus in his belly.
Chen Yan's heart was numb.
He raised his hands and laughed sadly.
He leaned his head on the tree trunk, held two long-dried flowers in his chest, and murmured: "Holly holly" The peach blossom tree in the courtyard had only bare branches and no more flowers.
Chen Yanzhi is forty years old.
He is a favorite and an important minister.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he has all the power in the government and the public.
Being the Minister of Rites and the Chief Assistant of the Cabinet at this age is definitely not a big deal.
However, he never got married again, and Chen Yun no longer lived in the Chen Mansion after he got married.
The grievances he had with his family had been cleared, and he had moved out long ago, but he came to sit in the house from time to time.
The Chen Mansion cannot be said to be deserted, but there is no human touch at all.
The servants did not dare to enter the courtyard of the study at will, and even the cleaning was extremely careful.
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The adults don't like outsiders to set foot in that place.
Chen Yan was getting older, a fact she realized very clearly.
There were more and more gray hairs on his temples, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were getting deeper and deeper.
More importantly, he felt very tired. .
Unlike when he was young, he was a smiling tiger, but now he doesn't have to save face with others.
He has a cold face all day long.
Outsiders only think that he is cold and without a trace of humanity, and they think he can't be offended.
After all, he is such a high-ranking person.
This morning, Chen Yanyan woke up early again.
The moment he opened his eyes, his brain hurt.
After getting dressed, he walked out of the room as usual and stood in front of the dead tree.
He twitched the corners of his mouth with an ugly smile.
Then he took out a knife and cut his wrist as usual.
The bright red blood slowly dripped on the root of the tree. , a long time later, until his face was so pale that he bandaged the injured wrist with a handkerchief.
His eyes flashed, and he almost lost his balance.
He held on to the tree trunk and said, "Holly, how can you come back?"
Taoist priests say that nourishing a tree with blood may produce miracles.
For more than twenty years, he had done this religiously every day, just hoping that she would appear in front of him again.
Chen Yan knew that this was his own fault and he could only suffer it, but he still wasn't willing to do it.
How can it be like this In fact, no one would believe that for so many years and countless days and nights, he had never dreamed of holly.
Not once.
When he got older and needed to be served by others to survive, he thought he might not even be able to remember what Holly looked like.
Chen Yanzhi leaned against the tree and slowly slid down, covering his face with his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.
When it was daylight, he stood up, patted the dust on his sleeves, and went to court with a new attitude.
In the blink of an eye, another five years passed, and Chen Yan knew very clearly that he was really old.
He was not walking as neatly as before.
The disadvantages of staying up late at work were revealed.
He was no longer able to do many things.
Chen Yanyan stood in front of the bronze mirror.
The faces reflected in it became more and more unfamiliar, and there were more wrinkles on his face.
For a long time, he did not allow his servants to place bronze mirrors in his bedroom.
Yes, how can he grow old?
He cannot grow old.
Later, I discovered that this was nothing more than deceiving others.
Chen Yanzhi stretched out his fingers to smooth out the wrinkles on his forehead and at the corners of his eyes.
He touched his white hair and smiled softly, a bitter smile.
However, even though he is middle-aged, he still looks elegant due to his years of service as an official and his good-looking face.
There are many girls in the capital who want to be his stepmother.
He has not married for many years, and no one else is forcing him except his parents.
"Master, the young master wants to see you."
The housekeeper knocked on the door and said.
Chen Yanyan calmed down the emotions in his eyes and said calmly: "Let him come in."
This son was adopted from a branch of the Chen family.
He is smart and smart.
Chen Yanyan cannot say that he likes him, but he has taught him everything he can.
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The child's talent is not bad, and he can be regarded as capable.
After starting the Chen family, I will teach him the family business in the future, so that it will not decline.
Chen Queyu came in from outside the door and saluted Chen Yan respectfully, "Father."
Chen Yan sat upright and asked expressionlessly: "What's the matter?"
"The son wants to discuss the son's marriage with his father."
Chen Yanzhi curled his lips and smiled, knowing clearly, "I know you don't want to marry a girl from the Yushi family."
Chen Queyu was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "Since the father knows, why bother letting his son?"
Chen Yan looked at him and said, "You have to marry me even if you don't want to.
This matter is not negotiable.
My parents' orders are the words of a matchmaker.
As long as I live one day, I will be your father, and you have to listen to me."
Chen Queyu really didn't understand.
With the current power of the Chen family, no one would believe the excuse of winning over people's hearts.
His father only covered the sky with one hand and did not need to win over others, let alone just a small censor.
Chen Queyu grimaced, "Father, this will ruin this girl's life.
My son doesn't like her at all."
"It doesn't matter if you don't like her or not, as long as you don't treat her badly."
Chen Yanyan was very stubborn and refused to give in.
He said this with a lot of ridicule.
Chen Queyu knelt down and kowtowed to him, "Father, my son already has his heart."
Chen Yanzhi leaned on the chair and closed his eyes slightly, as if he wasn't listening to him.
Of course he knew who his son liked, but he just didn't want it to be fulfilled.
He had long ago stopped liking things in pairs, including people.
How could he get it?
Chen Yan opened his eyes and happened to see the bare peach branches outside the window.
He rubbed the center of his brows and softened for the first time.
He waved his hand, "That's it.
We'll discuss this later.
You can go out."
"Thank you father for making it happen."
Chen Yanzhi smiled, who would fulfill him?
After Chen Queyu went out, he breathed a sigh of relief.
His father's attitude was much better than he thought before.
Chen Yanzhi was sick.
He fell ill suddenly without any warning.
He was lying on the bed.
His body had never been so weak.
The imperial doctors came one after another.
Chen Yanzhi wondered if he was going to die.
It was actually okay to die, but he still felt a little reluctant to let go.
Haven't seen her yet.
Miraculously, I woke up the next day, but I still couldn't get out of bed easily.
The imperial doctor said that he woke up due to obsession.
Who would have known that the cold wind was coming so fiercely that it almost killed him.
Chen Yanzhi laughed in his heart after listening to the imperial doctor's words.
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His obsession was just thinking that he hadn't watered the tree today.
He leaned on the bed and asked someone to bring the dagger over.
The butler did not dare to disobey his order and handed the dagger to his hand.
However, he secretly informed Chen Queyu that this adult's body really could not withstand such harm as bloodletting.
Chen Queyu came in a hurry, and before Chen Yanyan could cut him, he grabbed the dagger and knelt beside the bed with a stern look on his face, "Father, I really can't do this anymore."
From the time he could remember when he was a child, he saw his father watering the peach blossom tree in front of his study with blood every day.
Chen Yanzhi had a cold face, even though he was sick, his majesty was still there, "Bring it here."
Chen Queyu refused to let go.
Chen Yanzhi sneered, slapped him hard on the face, gritted his teeth and said, "You are not qualified to take care of my affairs, bastard."
In the end, Chen Queyu still couldn't resist Chen Yanyan and could only watch helplessly as he did something that hurt him again.
He had always known that Chen Yanyan had never treated him as a son.
To use an appropriate word, he was a tool.
A tool for the Chen family.
Chen Queyu worked very hard and hoped that he would be the pride of Chen Yanyan in terms of both his literary and military talents, so that he could look at him one more time, and he risked his life just for that one look.
Chen Yan only hugged him twice and never coaxed him.
A little bit sad.
His only relative is his father.
How could you not long for family affection?
When Chen Yan was in a daze, he vaguely seemed to see someone standing next to his bed.
The familiarity of that beautiful body made him tremble.
He opened his eyes, fearing that he was hallucinating, and waved his hand in the air, "Holly Holly" Holly still looked young and beautiful.
She smiled with a pure smile.
She looked at him and said, "You are old."
She didn't call her benefactor, but simply stated a fact.
Chen Yan wanted to cover his face with a veil.
He remembered that she often said that she was good-looking.
Even though he is still good-looking now, he is also old.
But she is still a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.
He got up from the bed and smiled, "Yeah, I'm old, are you here to see me?"
Dongqing tilted her head and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "No, I'm here to tell you that I'm leaving."
She was afraid that he couldn't hear clearly, so she repeated, "Yes, I'm leaving."
Chen Yanyan didn't know where he got the strength to go up and hug her, "You can't leave, you are not allowed to leave."
Holly pushed him away easily.
She sat on the table, her bright smile hurt his eyes, "You can't trap me anymore."
It seemed like it was the first time she called his name, and she looked at it intently.
He looked at him and said, "Chen Yan, you can't trap me anymore."
"I can, I can," he murmured.
Holly jumped down and said, "I'm leaving."
Chen Yan asked loudly: "Where are you going?
Stay.
Stay."
Dongqing thought for a moment, "I'm going to find him."
Both of them knew exactly who it was.
Chen Yan was angry, but there was nothing he could do.
He shouted, "But he is dead, he is dead, Dongqing."
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Many years ago, he was stabbed to death in the frontier yard with a sword.
Even the bodies were gone.
Holly nodded, "But I won't die."
Chen Yanzhi's eyes turned red and he stepped back, "Yes, you won't die.
That's great, that's great."
He raised his eyes with water in his mouth, "I'm sorry, can you stop hating me and forgive me?"
Dongqing paused as he walked out, and a clear voice fell into his ears, "No, I hate you, and I will never forgive you."
Never.
Chen Yanyan smiled lowly, sad and ferocious.
When he raised his head again, the holly in the room had long disappeared.
He knew she would never come back.
He held the table with one hand and coughed up blood.
He smiled.
Chen Yan's life ended in the spring of this year.
No matter how many expensive medicines and supplements were taken, it was of no use.
His body still showed no improvement at all.
He quickly became depressed and slept all day long.
That day, Chen Yan finally regained some energy, got out of bed, and told his servants not to disturb him.
He found a blue shirt and took care of himself, and finally he could see a little bit of his past in the mirror.
He stepped on his boots and approached the tree step by step.
There was also a hoe he kept at the fence.
He leaned against the root of a tree, his eyes gradually becoming clearer.
Looking back on this life, there are so few happy days.
But, if he had it to do over again, I'm afraid his choice would not change.
The power is too heavy for him.
He was a little tired and his eyes were half closed.
Gradually, he could not clearly see the appearance of the girl in pink clothes.
The peach blossom tree blooms in an instant, a pink patch.
He was very tired, and his eyelids were about to close, but he held on, his fingers stretched out in the air, and the fallen petals were floating in the air.
Chen Yanzhi showed a relaxed smile, slowly lowered his hand and murmured: "I'm sorry."
"sorry."
But I'm sorry these two times.
No one could hear it.
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