The Villain Regent After the Buddha Line [Transmigration Book]

That day he climbed up the wall of the West Palace in front of Mr. Bai, stood on the high wall of the palace, raised his arms and shouted against the dazzling sunlight, he laughed, and Mr. Bai also laughed. After several months, he finally I saw the smile on Bai Jun's face again.

He was happy to jump directly from the top of the wall. When he landed, his feet were unsteady, his body swayed, he staggered a few steps, and then fell into Bai Jun's open arms.

"Bai Jun!" He happily hugged Bai Jun's waist, and said impatiently: "I can already climb the palace wall! Let's get out of here!"

Bai Jun knelt down and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, wanting to pick up the child, his arms hung in the air and shook for a long time, but finally he had no choice but to put it down and patted his head instead: "Hurry up, we will be able to leave this place soon. gone."

How many difficult days and nights were survived by Bai Jun's words, until that night when the emperor came to the West Palace again, and there was another fierce quarrel when he entered the bedroom. He listened outside the window, his heart beating violently.

Although every time the emperor came to the West Palace, the two would quarrel, and it was commonplace for them to fight.But this time, it was obviously different.He felt that he had to leave here with Bai Jun quickly.

He went back to the house to pack his things, thinking about the plan to leave here. Now he can climb up the wall of the West Palace with his bare hands, and he can turn over with Bai Jun on his back. Anyway, Bai Jun is so thin, and it is not heavy to carry. Sometimes all it takes is a carriage for them to get out.

carriage?

He turned his head to look at the little pony cub who was still wobbling as he walked, stretched out his small hand to smooth the snow-white mane on its head, and said with some regret, "You, it would be great if you were a little older."

With a slight sigh, it seems to be talking about the pony, and it seems to be talking about himself.

Early the next morning, he put the packed things on the pony's back and went to the bedroom to wake Bai Jun up, and they escaped together.

However, when he walked around the front door of the bedroom, he found that the formerly desolate West Palace was actually full of palace people, all of them bowed their heads and were busy with their work, with stiff expressions, and the stone steps in front of the palace were covered with snow-white silk cloth.

white cloth?Why lay white cloth? I remember that when the Empress Dowager passed away the year before last, white paper lanterns were hung everywhere in the harem. They said that only when people died would they hang white things.

Is someone dead here?

He went up to grab a palace man and asked, "What are you doing here? Why are you spreading white cloth? Did someone die?"

The caught eunuch was sweating all over his face, he glanced at the surroundings indiscriminately, he hesitated for a long time, "Yes, it's Bai Shijun, he's dead..."

"Funeral day... what is funeral day?" He turned his head to look at the white scroll hanging in front of the hall, with a dazed expression, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of these two words.

"That's right, he's dead." The eunuch kept his head down and stared at his toes, never daring to look at him.

He was thoughtful: "It turns out that Bai Shijun died, but there is no one named Bai Shijun in the West Palace. Why did you spread the white cloth in the West Palace?"

In his impression, there are only him and Bai Jun in the West Palace. As for Bai Shijun, his name is different from Bai Jun's, so he should not be alone.

If it wasn't for the fact that the sleeves had been tightly grasped, the eunuch would have slipped away long ago. Fortunately, no one was watching, otherwise the words just now would have been enough for him to drink a pot.

Seeing the innocence of this little master, the eunuch sighed softly: "Shijun Bai is not a name, but a title, which is the same as the queen, except that the queen is a woman and the servant is a man. Your biological mother is the servant."

"..."

He stood there blankly looking at the busy palace people in front of the palace, and it took him a long time to realize that it was Jun Bai who died.

Originally, the little master who was most attached to Bai Jun, everyone thought that he would throw himself on the corpse and cry heartbroken, but unexpectedly, on the day Bai Jun was put into the coffin, he disappeared for a whole day.All the palace people who are busy in the West Palace have never seen him.

Bai Shijun, who was the most favored during his lifetime, did the funeral after his death in a deserted manner. After simple arrangements, he immediately carried the coffin into the imperial mausoleum.

The child left by Bai Shijun was not adopted by the emperor to anyone. The prince who was thought to be the most promising to become the prince, now he can't even get a title.

In the midst of everyone's discussion, he appeared again, always with an uncomfortable smile on his face, leading the white pony wherever he went.The clothes on her body also turned into the night-like ink black, one man and one horse, one black and one white, they were extremely eye-catching no matter where they went.

That day, a few princes sneaked into the West Palace and plucked out a few strands of hair from the white horse tied outside the palace. They were pressed to the ground by him that night, shaved off their hair, and were beaten up again.

Seeing the child whose nose was bruised and face swollen, several concubines ran to the emperor to cry and make a fuss. In the past, Bai Shijun was favored, and they could only swallow their grievances. Now that everyone is dead, do they still have to endure it?

As a result, the matter was left unsolved in the end. Some people said that the emperor was thinking about the relationship between husband and wife with Bai Shijun, and not adding a title was only temporary.Some people speculated whether Bai Shijun knew the emperor's secret and was murdered to silence him.Although Bai Shijun was ill at first, his condition will not turn sharply, it will suddenly become fatal.

That night, on a whim, the emperor suddenly ordered him to be sent to the bedroom.

I haven't seen her for a few years, but the original immature body has been stretched out. She is dressed in black robes, wrapping her slender and slender body. Her skin is as white as snow, and her youthfulness has receded. There is more and more the shadow of Mr. Bai in her eyebrows and eyes.

The moment he entered the palace just now, he even had the illusion of seeing Mr. Bai again.

The emperor looked into those smiling eyes, rolled his Adam's apple, and stretched out his hand to summon him to his side.

But he stopped where he was, and suddenly asked a question with a smile. The moment he opened his mouth, the emperor was startled. His voice was gentle and sweet, just like Mr. Bai.

"Do you remember my name?"

The emperor looked at that feminine and coquettish face, unable to move his gaze an inch, as if his soul was drawn away by those slightly raised eyes, "What are you talking about, I chose your name myself."

As he spoke, he waved his hands impatiently, licking his dry lips: "Come here quickly and let Father take a good look!"

He laughed softly and said as he walked forward: "Su Yuan, how can I be worthy of the word "Yuan"? From now on, I will not be called Su Yuan, but I will change my name to Su Beiliang. You always call me Ah Liang, and now add the word Bei, Beiliang and Mohan, which happen to be the eastern and western capitals of Nanwu."

The emperor's attention was all focused on his charming face, as for the words in his mouth, they had been completely ignored.No matter what he said at the moment, he would nod his head as if obsessed.

It seems that Nan Wu's Huaiyin bloodline has this innate fatal magic power.

When he came to the front, the emperor eagerly grabbed his sleeve and pulled it into his arms: "Your father is up to you, let father take a good look at it!"

The seemingly fragile body was delicate and soft, as if it would crumble when the wind blows, but the emperor didn't pull it even with seven or eight parts of his strength.

He looked at the somewhat surprised emperor and laughed again, his beautiful face became even more sinister against the dim light.

It wasn't until the bright scimitar protruded slowly from behind that the immersed expression on the emperor's face faded instantly, replaced by endless horror.

The emperor let go of his sleeves at once, backed away again and again, and reached out to take out the sword under the table, but found that his hands were weak and his mind was heavy. In the blink of an eye, the scene in front of him became blurred, as if he had fallen from a high place , everything started to spin up.

Before he could call out to the guards outside the door, the sharp and cold blade pierced into his heart, and that face, which was very similar to Bai Jun's, was leaning in front of him like a ghost.

"Actually, I don't want to be surnamed Su, but I can't help it. I can only use this surname to get back what you took away from my father. Don't worry, after you die, I will also divide your flesh." Give your kids a taste, I'm sure it will taste good too."

As soon as he turned the scimitar in his hand, a piece of heart fell from between the ribs, and the gushing blood immediately dyed the bright yellow dragon robe into vermilion.

Looking at the emperor's fallen body, he did not pull out the knife from his chest, but grabbed the emperor's already stiff hands and held them on the handle of the knife, pretending to commit suicide.

With the help of the faint candlelight beside the table, I found the scroll that wrote the imperial decree, imitated the emperor's handwriting and began to write.

"Bai Shijun's death, the widow cannot shirk the blame. Every time I dream back in the middle of the night, I often think of playing the piano and zither with him. When I wake up, I feel lost. I can see the waning moon outside the window. I can't sleep alone. Back then, the widow promised to serve the king. Life must be the same quilt and death is the same acupuncture point. Now that the servant is gone, what face does the widow have to live in the world.

After the widow died, he was immediately put into the coffin and sent to the emperor's mausoleum, where he was buried in the coffin with Bai Shijun.The widow and Bai Shijun's son, Su Yuan, changed his name to Su Beiliang, made him the king of Liang, and granted him a residence in the Evergreen Palace.The low position is only under the widow, and no one is allowed to interrogate and torture him unless he touches the emperor's prestige. "

He picked up the jade seal in the brocade box, stuck the blood overflowing from the emperor's chest, and covered it on the lower right side of the imperial decree.

Before leaving, he took out the heart from the emperor's clothes and went directly to the dining room.

The emperor committed suicide, and the palace was in chaos.No one noticed at all that there was an extra piece of crispy meat in the meals of all the princes, and the mangy dog ​​raised by an old nun in the cold palace was missing.

After that, he left the palace to live in Prince Liang's mansion. From then on, there was a timid and innocent seventh prince missing in the palace, and a vicious and vicious Prince Liang was added in the palace.

Every time he appeared in the court, the officials were terrified and there was no sound.Countless Zhongliang died because of his persecution, and his name and title began to become notorious among the people.

Others only know that he has a ruthless temper, is moody, lives with horses all year round, and never eats meat, but no one knows that he was once innocent and kind, and also longed for love and light.

Every time he entered the palace and passed the wall of the West Palace, he would stop for a moment, staring at the blue sky above the wall, in a daze.

Bai Jun said that as long as he climbed up the wall, they could leave here, but when he finally climbed up, neither of them could get out of the palace.

How long are you going to stay in this wall?Maybe tomorrow, maybe forever.If it really came to the last moment of his life, he would have to climb out of this wall even with the last bit of strength.

Bai Jun said that as long as he has strength, no one in this world can trap him, and Su Beiliang's life can only belong to him in this life.