Gods make a pair

I have seen those scenery in general.

Liang Ziqi has been away for too long. Looking at the growing prince, Liang Xunyuan decided to abdicate and hand over the country to the next generation. When he can still walk, he will go to Ziqi's side and spend the last part of his life together. .

The crown prince's name is Liang Shaojin. He himself has never understood why it is called Wangzibian instead of Yanzibian. He thinks that Wangzibian should be a girl's name.

"Jin means beautiful jade, and I think the prince will be a piece of beautiful jade." That's what Emperor Yuan Jing said back then.

It wasn't until a long time later that the crown prince found out that Jin means beautiful jade, and Qi also means beautiful jade.

The winter of this year was particularly cold. Liang Xunyuan had a feeling that his time was approaching. He had written the imperial decree early and had someone prepare a double coffin for him. He wrote a lot of letters, he didn't know how many people were dragged down, he lived for others all his life, couldn't he be happy even after his death!

In the midst of such a quarrel, a guard came to report that Prince Shan's old illness had relapsed and was seriously ill. He was rushing back, and he might not make it to the capital.

At that time, the court was very chaotic, but Liang Xunyuan couldn't hear anything, only the words of the guards echoed in his ears, he almost trembled as he stepped off the dragon chair, waved away the servant who was supporting him, "I'm going to pick up Ziqi , I'm going to pick up Ziqi..."

Even though he was rushing all the way, day and night, he still didn't see Liang Ziqi for the last time. Liang Ziqi was only thirty miles away from entering the capital, but she still died as a stranger.

Liang Xunyuan hugged Liang Ziqi carefully. His Ziqi was already a gray-haired little old man like him, but he was the most beautiful little old man he had ever seen. , is also good-looking.

This place is still thirty miles away from the capital, but only five miles away from the imperial mausoleum. Liang Xunyuan retreated everyone, picked up Liang Ziqi alone, and walked towards the imperial mausoleum step by step. At this time, goose feathers began to fall from the sky heavy snow.

The past is as vivid as it was yesterday.

'What about you, it's my cousin, and it's my cousin again, this kiss is more intimate, if I don't treat you well, who else should I treat! '

'A lifetime is a lifetime!I'm sure! '

'A Yuan, don't be afraid, from now on, I will be the knife in your hand, fighting a bloody path for you, let's live together! '

'As long as my cousin is well, no matter how hard it is, it will be worth it. '

'When I can't walk anymore, I will come back. Don't my cousin recognize me then! '

'Cousin, can I hug you? '

Those voices ranged from youth to middle age, and Ziqi walked with him through the most painful and bitter days.

This was the third time he held Ziqi, but his heart ached every time.

The knife wound on Ziqi's heart was blocked by a foreigner during the assassination.The burn on Ziqi's back was caused by the incense burner thrown by the fifth prince's men, and it was blocked for him.The sword wound on Ziqi's waist was blocked by the second prince when he forced the palace.The scar on Ziqi's forehead is from the battle for him.

There are many, many injuries left because of him. Ziqi said she would protect him for the rest of her life, and she did.And all he can do is silently wipe out those civil officials with malicious intentions for Ziqi, and let them record the word tyrant in the history books. If he is really a tyrant, that would be great, at least he can do everything he thinks of , 30 years ago he could selfishly not let Ziqi leave.

Unfortunately, he couldn't help himself.

The snow fell more and more, burying his footprints on the snow.

The imperial mausoleum had already been built, and no matter whether the officials agreed or not, a double coffin was placed in the main tomb.

Liang Xunyuan carefully placed the person in the coffin, pressed the switch with his own hands, and the doors of the tomb were closed one by one from the outside to the inside. He lay down in the coffin, held Ziqi's hand, and interlocked his fingers like never before. I feel more at ease this time.

——Ziqi, I am happy with you. If there is an afterlife, I will not be an emperor and you will not be a prince. We will just be a couple of ordinary people, okay?

The last sealing stone fell, making a heavy sound, sealing the world inside, and there was no sound in the darkness.

Life disappears.

Only the clasped hands never separated.

Life is not the same quilt, death is the same point.

(end)

monologue:

[Ziqi article]

I have traveled through many famous mountains and rivers in my life, seen countless amazing beautiful scenery, and I am used to seeing joys and sorrows, life and death, and the most beautiful scenery in my life was the day when A Yuan wore a dragon robe and ascended the throne of God. From that day on, I Live in the center of the storm just like him.

I don't regret it.Since I was not born, our fate has been tied together, because behind us is the same mother clan, my father once asked me, can I not get involved?I told my father, from the moment A Yuan was born, from the day I was born, whether I like it or not, I have been classified as his faction, so I can no longer withdraw, why not All the way to the dark, from then on he lives and I live, he dies and I die!I will protect him for life!

I did it, and I have no regrets in this life.

I just want to see him one more time, even the last time, it's worth it to see him before I close my eyes!

I heard the sound of horseshoes, and I knew he was coming.

A Yuan, if there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife, you may wish to please me...