The legendary fate of the female consort will be destined for three lives

The Sanqing Hall has been cleaned up, and it is as quiet as usual. Those who were not present will never see that a person here was judged by Donghua on the spot half an hour ago. Only the half of the spiritual tablet in Chaoyue's hand seems to have recorded all of this.Donghua didn't expect that this Li Tang Jiangshan would still need the blood of the Li family to sacrifice.

Donghua picked up the other half that no one dared to touch on the ground and handed it to Chaoyue: "Do you want to order someone to replace it with a new one?"

Only then did Chaoyue suddenly realize that there were only herself and Donghua left in the hall. Chaoyue reached out to take it, but slowly shook her head: "How can this be replaced with a new one, anyway, the emperor has seen all this with his own eyes."

Donghua didn't know if there was any taboo about this matter, so he just nodded slightly: "Well, then I'll order someone to fix it right away."

Chaoyue put the two parts together and looked at Donghua: "Why did you do it yourself? Father is watching all this with his own eyes, maybe... you won't blame him."

Donghua shook his head and caressed Chaoyue's arms: "In this Daming Palace, and even in the whole world, except for Yue'er, everyone else has nothing to do with me, Donghua. Let them say what the world wants, but Yue'er you different."

Such decisive words and Donghua's affectionate eyes made Chaoyue speechless, and Chaoyue knew that she didn't need to speak.

Chaoyue stared blankly at the spirit tablet that she was dragging with both hands. After a long time, she knelt down on the ground and choked with sobs, saying, "Yue'er is sorry for Father, but he is also of Father's blood anyway. Although he wants to take Yue'er's life today, But Yue'er really wanted to put him to death..." Mo Ran continued for a moment, "But if it wasn't for this, if my Great Tang really fell apart, I'm afraid Father would not be able to forgive Yue'er..." A tear dripped quietly On the spiritual seat, it slowly flowed down along the writing on the spiritual seat.

Donghua knelt beside Chaoyue, looking at the tears that kept falling down like knives and sticks in his throat, Donghua gently embraced Chaoyue, and asked with a sob in his throat: "Can Yue'er still blame me? Blame me Put you in such a dilemma today?"

Chaoyue looked at Donghua's eyes full of pity and shook her head: "You have done everything for me, and I only blame me for not realizing it at this moment, and I am willing to fully believe everything you said at this moment."

Donghua gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Chaoyue's eyes: "Didn't Yue'er say that the emperor has seen all this with his own eyes, and the emperor will not blame him. Yue'er, just return this world to a prosperous Tang Dynasty."

It has been 49 days since the death of Emperor Suzong, and the turbulent 49 days of July [-]th.Some of them have just begun to kick off; some of them have passed like meteors before the curtain call.

On Duanqi, Chaoyue took Qingque to the place where Suzong's soul rested——Jianling, and Donghua naturally stayed with him every step of the way.Donghua is amazed at the imperial mausoleum. This mausoleum is built on the mountain. To the east, it faces the Zhaoling Mausoleum of Emperor Taizong. It is a layer upon layer of mountains.It is extremely inconvenient to go across ravines and ravines on this road, but on both sides of the road there are rocks cut from the mountains, and there are countless finely carved stone carvings, including rare birds and beasts, and palace gates.Donghua couldn't help sighing, people have been buried in the earth, but they still have to make so many unnecessary mausoleum decorations, how can they really enjoy all this under the nine springs?But after soaking in this Daming Palace for many days, one can gradually get used to the royal majesty admired by all ages. The so-called majesty is naturally an array that makes people yearn for and elusive.

Donghua thought about the entrustment of Suzong, who passed away in a hurry in the shock, and glanced at Chaoyue and Qingque kneeling beside him. He was filled with emotion in his heart. I don't hesitate to hand over my beloved, and hope that His Majesty will have a soul in the sky and can rest in peace.As for Li Xi, this person did it on his own, he didn't know how to repent, and he didn't regret his death. Although he was trying to preserve the Chaoyue, he was indeed doing justice for the heavens, and cleared up the scourge of the Tang Dynasty one step earlier.Fortunately, King Xiang Li Xun still knows how to judge the situation, and he has self-knowledge. Although he entered Beijing without an edict, at least on the surface, he is here as His Majesty's heir to see off His Majesty. It doesn't matter if it's false or not.Donghua will naturally try his best to realize other unfinished business of His Majesty, even though everything is as lost to him as stars in the mist.Finally, I hope His Majesty Quan knows that I treat Chaoyue wholeheartedly. If one day anyone in the Li family dares to hurt Chaoyue like Li Xi, Donghua will definitely not let him live.

Donghua silently explained to Suzong the current situation of these days in his heart as if reporting the military situation. Donghua was grateful for the person who brought Chaoyue to this world. After all, without him, there would be no Chaoyue.If there is no Chaoyue, I don't know when and where I will wander alone in this Tang Dynasty. Compared with the Daming Palace, I certainly want a comfortable and warm home, but wherever Chaoyue is, there is Where my heart belongs.

"Are you all talking to Father?" Little Rouyuanzi ran to Donghua's side at some point.

Donghua turned his head and looked at the little guy who was not as tall as he was kneeling and smiled slightly: "Yes, your father will live here forever, let me tell him that both Qingque and your sister He's very obedient so he doesn't have to worry."

But Xiaorouyuanzi scratched his head: "Don't everyone want to listen to Huang Jie now?"

Donghua touched Xiaorouyuanzi's head and smiled: "Yes, your imperial sister is the biggest, of course everyone should listen to her. But no matter how old your imperial sister is, you must also listen to your father's words, just like the future Qingque When I grow up, I still have to listen to your imperial sister."

Xiaorouyuanzi thought for a while while clutching her braid, but seemed to have a problem: "But doesn't Miss Huang also listen to you?"

Donghua was at a loss for words. He stood up and knelt down to rub Xiaorouyuanzi's head and said, "Who is talking nonsense? I, like Qingque, have to listen to your imperial sister."

Qing Que pouted and said, "It's what my aunt said."

Donghua: "..."

"Where did my aunt say wrong?" Chaoyue stood behind Donghua at some point.

This sudden sentence startled Donghua, "How could you suddenly appear behind others and speak in this imperial tomb?"

Chaoyue looked at the guilty Donghua and held back her smile, her face was still cold, otherwise it wouldn't be decent.

Chaoyue took Qingque and asked Donghua: "You have been silent just now, but what are you talking to Father?"

Donghua glanced at Little Rouyuanzi who was looking up at him and nodded, "Well, you and Qingque are very obedient."

Chaoyue was speechless: "I'll talk to you after leaving the imperial mausoleum."

Donghua had an innocent face: "I'm very serious."

Seeing Chaoyue, Donghua led the Qing Que all the way in silence, went out of the imperial mausoleum and looked at Xiang Wang Li Xun in the distance and couldn't help asking: "Since Xiang Xiang Li Xun has bowed his head and proclaimed himself a minister, what should we do now?"

Chaoyue followed Donghua's gaze and said quietly: "He has a gentle temperament since he was a child. Although he has not been summoned to return to Beijing this time, he only brought a few family members with him. His father passed away and he, as a prince, came back to sacrifice in two days Bye, it makes sense both emotionally and rationally, so let him live in the sixteenth house." After saying that, Chaoyue looked at Donghua, as if asking.

Donghua thought about this person carefully, and there was nothing special about this person, he nodded and said: "Yue'er knows these people, so naturally he will do what Yue'er said."

Donghua breathed a sigh of relief, the Li clan should have stopped.

What Donghua didn't expect was that in the distance, there was a young man who looked like twelve or thirteen years old, looking at the majestic imperial mausoleum, at the imperial court dressed in plain clothes, without a white headband, but standing among thousands of people. moon.

Donghua and Chaoyue returned from the Imperial Mausoleum to the Daming Palace, and it was already dark, so they sent Qingque back to Hanxiang Hall together on the top of the moon.Looking at Qingque still being held by Donghua, Chaoyue couldn't help but think of something, held Mrs. Qi Guo's hand and said: "My aunt has worked so hard to take care of Qingque these days, now that the turmoil has settled, it's time for Qingque to live in her dormitory. "

Mrs. Qi smiled and nodded, and replied: "My aunt is old, and she can only do so much, so do whatever your majesty says."

Chaoyue heard that her aunt still called herself His Majesty, just as she was about to open her mouth, she heard Xiaorou Yuanzi pouted and said, "Qingque doesn't want to live by herself..."

Chaoyue then turned to Qingque and said coldly: "Which prince like you needs aunt to take care of him?"

Seeing Chaoyue, Xiaorouyuanzi seemed to be angry and dared not answer, but Donghua said coldly: "Didn't the other princes have mothers, stepmothers and concubines to take care of them since they were young?"

As soon as the words fell, Donghua regretted talking too much. He looked at Chaoyue with a livid face, and then at the pitiful little Rouyuanzi, so he hurriedly coaxed and said, "Hey, Qingque, did you forget that you are here today?" During the imperial mausoleum, did you say you wanted to listen to the imperial sister?"

"But sister Huang also wants to..." Donghua hurriedly covered Xiaorouyuanzi's mouth, why did your little ancestor drag people into the water, and you won't speak for you after being beaten to death.

Chaoyue raised her eyes and stared at Donghua, Donghua immediately pretended to be angry and said to Xiaorouyuanzi: "Didn't you say that everyone has to listen to Huang Jie? If you let you live back, go back!" Yuanzi winked, afraid of scaring him again.

Little Rouyuanzi couldn't figure it out anymore, he just pouted and held on to his pigtail without saying a word.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Qi hurriedly handed the blue sparrow from Donghua's arms to the maid.

The rest of the three were silent, Mrs. Qi hurriedly broke the ice: "The two of you have been working hard these days, and now the overall situation has finally been settled, so you can take a breather, how about coming to my aunt for dinner tomorrow? Also accompany my aunt, a lonely old woman."

Hearing Mrs. Qi Guo say that she is lonely, Donghua can't help but think of Yang Fu with elegant silver beard. He thinks that Yang Fu should be suave and suave when he was young, but why did the two reconcile and leave, and Mrs. Qi still lived in the palace? ?But Donghua didn't dare to talk too much at the moment, he just looked at Chaoyue and waited for her to answer.

However, Chaoyue raised her eyes to meet Donghua's and asked, "Of course I listen to the son-in-law, how will the son-in-law do tomorrow?"

Donghua felt awkward when he said this, and looked at the slightly embarrassed Mrs. Qi and hurriedly replied: "Of course it is good. It's rare that my aunt doesn't mind bothering me, so Donghua will be disrespectful."

When Chaoyue saw that it was getting late, she said she would go back to rest. Mrs. Qi Guo was tired after thinking about the two of them running around for a day. And be patient."

Donghua replied with a slight smile: "Don't worry, aunt, Yue'er is just being a little harsher on Qingque. How can I not understand the so-called elder brother is like a father and elder sister is like a mother."

Mrs. Qi Guo felt relieved when she saw that Donghua was still calling Yue'er affectionately, she smiled and nodded to let Donghua go back to rest earlier.

Unexpectedly, Chaoyue only stood at the gate of the palace and did not go far, and had already heard all the words of the two of them.When Donghua went out and saw Chaoyue standing in front of the door, she was startled again, and was in a daze, but Chaoyue took Donghua's hand and returned to Zichen Palace without saying a word.

Chaoyue didn't speak and Donghua naturally remained silent. Before going to bed, Chaoyue finally couldn't help but sigh: "Why is my aunt so partial to you?"

Donghua finally waited until Chaoyue opened his mouth, hugged Chaoyue from behind and said with a smile, "I was scared to death... I thought Yue'er would not talk to me tonight."

Chaoyue gently raised Donghua's hand: "How can it be so cheap?" Then he took a bite and said gently, "Tell me a story."

Donghua was taken aback for a moment, and just about to cry out for pain, he forgot, "...tell a story?"

Chaoyue lay down leisurely: "Well, don't you, the number one scholar, know a lot of anecdotes? It was also the Emperor Han who broke his sleeve, and the king of Wei, Longyang Jun, who fished together. What other island national princess is there?"

Donghua thought for a while, then lay down and hugged Chaoyue in his arms, "Hmm... Then let's talk about Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai today?"

Chaoyue shook her head: "This story is too sad, I don't want to listen to it."

Donghua just felt that the situation of telling the story seemed a little familiar, "How about talking about "One Thousand and One Nights"?"

"What is "One Thousand and One Nights"?" Chaoyue raised her head curiously.

Donghua looked at Chaoyue's flickering eyelashes and smiled slightly: "Then this one, this story is also called "Arabian Nights"..."

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I have a premonition that Donghua is going to suffer on his own again...