Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

She was startled, and then responded in a low voice with an unclear expression: "Yes...she is a child we raised together."

She no longer mentioned everything about Mu Congcong, but only told her what they had experienced together when they were together, and if she couldn't remember something, she would ask her, and she would also tell her how many years ago in a good-tempered manner.

When it rains during Qingming, Lili is desolate.

She sat with her on the porch for the whole afternoon, until the night fell, she said she was a little tired, so she went into the house.And the hermit in the forest walked out of the darkness with a sword in hand at this time. Like many years ago, everything happened too fast and caught people off guard.

She watched the masked man in black come towards her heart with a knife, as if she had returned to the scene that happened in the Hall of Supreme Harmony during the Mid-Autumn Festival that year.In the following years, she has been thinking and regretting why she didn't set up the defenses in the temple and let the assassins sneak in, regretting why she didn't catch up with the sword and block the fatal blow for her .

Time came back, she finally woke up, and then jumped up, rushed to the top of the altar, blocked the man behind her, and then the sword stabbed her.

She finally blocked the sword, and then fell into her arms. She looked at her face with longing eyes, and said to her:

"Xuan Shi...don't be afraid." Don't be afraid, you will be fine, as long as I am here, I will definitely not let anything happen to you.

After saying that, she lost too much blood and fell into her arms, fainting.

The hermit retracted his sword and took off his mask, and said to the kneeling human: "Your Majesty."

Mu Congcong lowered his eyes and looked at the safe and sound woman in his arms. After a long time, she said softly:

"You finally blocked that sword for her, fulfilling your nightmare..."

"Yan Wuwei...you should wake up."

Wake up, wake up from the lies that aunt made up for you, wake up and look at the world, look at me, look at who I am.

...

She hugged her and sat on the porch all night, and didn't tell her a few words about her friendship with her over the years. Compared with those, she cared more about her hugging her at this moment.

Time flies, and after many years, she at least had her brief tenderness, but it's all over by dawn.

At dawn, Mu Congcong sent Yan Wuwei back to his room, then got up and left.

Just like when she came, she took away all the traces left by herself, as if she had never appeared in Jiangbei, except for the game on the chessboard under the corridor.

She shouldn't have appeared, and she never appeared in this scene from the beginning to the end, so... that's fine.

...

Yan Wuwei fell into a coma for three whole days. The doctor said that it would be good to get rid of her inner demons. Mu Congrong knew Yan Wuwei too well. She knew what her inner demons were.She has never been able to walk away from the assassination in the Hall of Supreme Harmony that year, let alone see through the lies Murong Xun left for her before his death.

So she came from the capital, met her as another person, and met her.

They played chess, they played against each other, and then sent out the hermit who had already prepared when the other party was most relaxed.

She let her block that sword and ended her years of nightmares.

She also waited until her return, fulfilling her long-cherished wish for many years.

And after this time, she will wake up again, and will no longer treat her as another person, which means that she will no longer get a moment of tenderness from her.

...

Just as Mu Congcong thought, Yan Wuwei finally woke up on the third morning after she left. She looked around, and there was no other person in that small room except herself.

At that moment, my heart was empty.

She got up slowly, after the clear rain, green branches and new branches, everything is starting again, she is wearing a crescent white long gown, the blue color is scattered all over her shoulders, leaning on the edge of the door, lowering her eyes and looking at the unfinished tray in the corridor chess.

The child fell into the catalpa, and the shadow was sparse and slanted. She finally woke up and understood that all this was just a joke.

She still didn't block the sword for her, and still didn't wait until her return.

She looked at the chess game and fell into endless memories. She didn't know who else to blame, and she didn't know who else to ask.

Murong Yu...

Murong Yan.

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open by someone, and there was a noise. She looked up, and what she saw was not Gui Ren, but Tang Tang who had come to see her.

"Strict Prime Minister." Tangtang bowed to her.

She looked at her for a long time before she asked, "Juxi, He Xi?"

Tangtang was startled, looked at her, as if realizing something, her eyes turned red, and she replied:

"Today is the tenth day of the fourth lunar month."

"What year?"

"...Qin Wangqi, three years." She said.

The woman leaned on the edge of the door and finally nodded slowly after listening to this sentence, her eyes moved away, and fell on the chess board again.

She had a very long dream. In the dream, she dreamed that Murong Yan had finally returned. They strolled under the umbrella, talking about the past, talking and laughing with each other for years.

She made Zhenzisu for her, and she said it was delicious.

She tasted the fruit wine she made, and she said it was delicious.

She finally resigned from the throne according to her promise many years ago, and retired with her in the mountains and forests. She said that there is a sea in the south, where the white clouds are long and the sea breeze is gentle, and she will be happy when she sees it.