Guess

However, the last bit of hope can only rest on Wuhuang.

Although her majesty may really only regard her as a pawn, even though her majesty really doesn't want her this time.

But Wan'er's love is true, Wan'er is not a god, and she will do things that make saints sad, but as long as the heart is beating, the love will not change.

However now...

My lord, this heart is almost unable to beat, almost unable to beat...

"At the beginning of Dongting under Ye Xia, I miss you for thousands of miles."

The cruel officials had nothing to do, and there was still only one sentence in the confession presented.

Emperor Wu's frown became tighter and tighter. This poem was written quietly by Wan'er when she was on duty at night. At that time, she quietly stood behind the girl, reading the girl's true feelings when her heart sprouted.

"Who is Wan'ersi's gentleman?"

"Of course it is Your Majesty."

"I am by your side, why did you write 'Wanliyu'?"

"Because Your Majesty is like the light of a bright moon, although she is by her side, she still seems to be thousands of miles away. Wan'er knows that she will never be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with His Majesty in this life, so she can only look up at the moon, yearning for that trace of tenderness."

The girl answered quickly and firmly, and her unreserved confession aroused Emperor Wu's heart.

Now this poem has been sent to Emperor Wu again. When she was expecting Wan'er to be soft and get rid of her worries of being arrogated by being favored, Wan'er actually played her emotional card for her. , telling her that she is still "craving that trace of tenderness" at this time.

Wan'er has always been smart, but why is she so dull this time?Emperor Wu just wanted her to reflect on her duty as a monarch and minister, and at this time, she just brought up the old relationship, and she still insisted on it but did not bow her head. Does the Emperor Wu have to cherish her?

Although the handwriting is so familiar at a glance, the writing is a lot more sloppy. It is not like the regularity and beauty of the hairpin flowers in the usual style, but it is a little crooked.Emperor Wu read it again and again, Wan'er's handwriting was very clear, she could only write like this when she didn't pay attention, presumably she didn't want to confess her guilt at all, she just wrote a sentence to fool her, she didn't even care about her sin, it was really hateful .

hateful!

Emperor Wu rubbed the confession in his hand and threw it out, frightening Zhou Xing who had been waiting for a long time.

"Since she can't know my heart, then my court doesn't have to depend on her!" The Emperor Wu yelled at the words that he kept guessing back and forth in his heart. Looking at Zhou Xing, who didn't dare to say a word, the Emperor Wu felt again. Quite boring.

It was the third long night, and Wan'er was not around, so she didn't get a good night's sleep. Thinking about it, she cared too much, why should she imprison herself in a hopeless relationship?It's time to get out of Taichu Palace, which is full of old friends, and go to the outskirts of Shendu, where spring is in full bloom, to relax. A person in the world should be alone, so she has to look far away and see her country.

"Zhou Shilang." As if it wasn't her who yelled just now, Emperor Wu quickly recovered his calm, "Go and inform all the officials that tomorrow I will go to Longmen to enjoy the flowers, so that everyone who can write poems will follow."

"Yes." Just now he was furious, but now he suddenly said that he was going to enjoy the flowers. Zhou Xing didn't dare to guess the holy will anymore, so he had to accept his order and go down quickly.

A courtier came up to tidy up the writing paper on the ground.

"Don't move." Emperor Wu stopped and waved people down.

As soon as the courtiers and maids left, only Emperor Wu was left in the empty hall.Slowly going down the steps, after deliberating for a long time, Emperor Wu still leaned over, picked up the writing paper thrown out by himself, and unfolded it carefully, the words were more eye-catching between the crumpled rubbing marks.

"At the beginning of Dongting under Ye Xia, I miss you for thousands of miles."

Emperor Wu didn't know why she still wanted to take another look to get angry at him. Whenever she encountered matters related to Wan'er, she was still decisive on the surface, but in fact she was always uneasy in her heart.Wan'er was the biggest gamble the Emperor Wu had made in so many years. The Emperor Wu bet that he could subdue her heart, so he kept her by his side regardless of her status as the granddaughter of a guilty minister. In those days when she was only influenced by her personality charm, Wan'er was A sharp blade hidden beside the Emperor Wu.Even those difficult days have come, but she stumbled here, is Wan'er's obedience all fake?Wan'er didn't intend to go with her at all, but just wanted to win her trust, so that she could wait for the opportunity to do things for her master and avenge her family.

Now she has exposed her great ambitions, and she has become like those who rebelled against the Emperor Wu. She does not have a single explanation, and she clearly wants to die.

Wan'er thought that she was the one in her heart, both were enemies, and both were going to die, so she wanted to use this poem of love to stimulate her, and use death to hurt Emperor Wu's heart.

How is this different from those precedents that are proud of favors?How did He Lanminzhi betray her, and how did Mrs. Wei stab her in the back?How is Shangguan Wan'er different from them?Wu Zhao, oh Wu Zhao, what are you fascinated by, can your love be entrusted casually?

I was wrong, I lost the bet.

Emperor Wu secretly said in his heart, and secretly hated.

What does it feel like to fall into a coma with your eyes open?Wan'er, who was tied back to the chair, slowly had this near-death experience.The whirling of the sky and the earth slowly stopped, and it was as if a star curtain was placed in front of the eyes in the chaos. The glare of the dots on the white wall flickered in front of the eyes, and the illusion became more and more obvious amidst the white flowers.

She can still imagine that Emperor Wu would come to see her in this kind of place, no matter whether he came to save her or not, shouldn't she be allowed to see the god in her heart for the last time, shouldn't she let the love of so many years come to an end?

Shouldn't...

Should it?

Even that poem can't arouse Emperor Wu's pity. Killing her is as simple as ordering to kill a servant. Emperor Wu never regarded her as a special person. Why should he condescend to come to such a ghostly place? , Let her love come to an end?

The ochre-yellow robe horns that Fudi saw should be the last face of all criminal officials to the emperor, prostrate at the emperor's feet, the despair of the officials is not worth mentioning at all.

The last glimmer of hope was annihilated, and Wan'er carefully experienced the feeling of being on the verge of death and waiting to die.Wan'er felt her own heavy breath, it's so good, after being tortured until now, she still has the breath of life, if she lives to get the favor of the gods, then she has been sentenced to death by the gods, even breathing is a sin.

The prison door opened, Suo Yuanli did not give up, and wanted to continue weaving this case before the edict was issued.

Suo Yuanli knew that she was going to die soon, and most people would either die or go crazy after being locked up for three days, but already on the fourth day, Wan'er's physical and mental strength had reached their limit.

"Outside...outside..." He was so angry that people couldn't hear his words clearly. Suo Yuanli leaned forward and put his ear next to her mouth, so he could hear a little, "It's raining... isn't it?"

Suo Yuanli was a little surprised. This special cell was in the middle of the imperial prison, so he couldn't even hear the sound of the pouring rain.

But Wan'er knew.Even if they didn't force her to wake up today, she would definitely not be able to sleep.It was a hidden disease that fell in the Ye Ting Palace, and even her bones ached on rainy days, bit by bit she wanted to bury her limp body in the soil.

Suo Yuanli didn't know what to say, the sage seemed very dissatisfied with the confession of the talented person, which further strengthened Suo Yuanli's guess that the sage was going to handle a big case, and he sent it back for a retrial, but he still didn't waver The condition of using a large punishment.I'm afraid she's going to die if she's kept here again, after all, the dead can't be allowed to confess, and she has to change the way after today, Suo Yuanli also made trouble.

The pain became more and more obvious, and it was more difficult than ever before. Her thinned body trembled, but she no longer had the strength to clenched her fists. Her dry lips squirmed slightly, and she took two breaths. Wan'er exhausted all her strength. The strength to bite down.

A streak of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, Suo Yuanli was startled and frightened, he opened her mouth and forced her to let go of her tongue: "Don't think about dying!"

Just a little bite, Wan'er's head was covered with cold sweat, and she looked at Suo Yuanli with empty eyes.

Suo Yuanli had never seen such a look in his eyes. Most of the criminals who entered here were crying, but Wan'er didn't even have an emotional outburst. Especially when the confession was handed in, her heart died.

How could Suo Yuanli fail to guess that that poem had a special meaning?Maybe they are calling for help in some code, right?When Zhou Xing was asked to hand it in, he was still apprehensive, but did the saint come to save him?The saint went out of the palace to enjoy the flowers!

Emperor Wu would not admit that he suddenly ordered to go out to enjoy the flowers in order to escape the palace full of the faint fragrance of plum blossoms on Wan'er's body.

It is a great honor to follow the emperor out of the palace. No one thinks that this flower appreciation poetry meeting is any different from the usual, except for Emperor Wu who is getting more and more troubled.

Why did she come to this Longmen to enjoy the flowers?

She still remembers that year at the Longmen Poetry Festival, Xiangshan Temple won the robe, and Wan'er's exquisite literary theory hit the nail on the head, which made Song Zhiwen win the first prize, and Dongfang Qiu handed over the brocade robe he was awarded with conviction.She brought out all the handsome people from the Hongwen Museum, and it was still a dragon gate bathed in literary style, but no one dared to comment on the world's poetry like Wan'er.

Without a commenter, it seems that even listening to poetry is uncomfortable.

Same as Chao Shang, whenever he thinks of something, he can't help but look around, since Wan'er is not by his side, Emperor Wu feels awkward no matter what.

The peonies cultivated by Dongdu himself could not please the Sacred Heart. Emperor Wu didn't want to think about her, but couldn't help thinking about her all the time, as if there was a Wan'er missing here, and there was also a Wan'er missing there.

Why should such a person who has no loyalty make her worry about him?It was the courtiers who first covered up the rebellion, why should the king regret it so much!

Qin Tianjian was not involved in the impromptu banquet, and the unexpected rain made people even more unhappy. Emperor Wu left the table irritably, walked through the hall full of incense and singing and dancing, and walked to the door and under the eaves.

Wan'er suffered in the Yeting Palace since she was a child, and suffered from a hidden disease. Others may not be aware of it, but the Emperor Wu must know.Every cloudy and rainy day, there will be a dull pain in my body, I can't tell where the pain is, and it seems to be a dull pain coming from the muscles and bones.The child wanted to hide it from her at the beginning, but the Emperor Wu finally found out about it, so he ordered the Imperial Hospital to send a special person to take care of him, but he kept it secret day after day, so there was no need to delay work because of this.

Emperor Wu didn't know why he could think of her so easily after he said "I don't have to be her", and the rainy weather could also be connected with the confession she handed in.Maybe it's not that she is perfunctory, what if she is sick?

The yin atmosphere in the imperial prison is the worst, those men said they couldn't bear it after staying for a whole day, Wan'er was frightened by her accusation in the dormitory, although she was not allowed to use punishment in a single room, if she was shocked, she would fall into a coma again Cool, are you sick?

Look, it's such a time, and I'm still thinking about her?Emperor Wu sneered, the so-called "being spoiled and arrogant", it was he who spoiled her, but how could she be so ill after being imprisoned for three days?

But Wan'er is such a proud poet, even if she can be perfunctory with her feelings, she won't be perfunctory with her own poems, if Wan'er hates her, she will write well, forcefully penetrate the back of the paper, and give her a fatal blow.

Can she still use such common sense to infer a person who thought it was impossible to betray?She has been lurking by her side for more than ten years, but she was found out even though she hadn't accomplished a major event. The killers made by a few literati can still beg for death. What can Shangguan Wan'er not do?

She can do it, but if she wants to die, she should be more straightforward. What is she hiding so that she doesn't talk to others?Sending such a poem in a daze, just to stimulate the people who once favored her?

Can't figure it out, Wu Huang, who has always been accurate in seeing people, can't guess the heart of a young talent.

"At the beginning of Dongting under Ye Xia, I miss you for thousands of miles."

The more Emperor Wu thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Seeing her uneasy appearance, Zhou Xing knew why, and had already followed her so that he could be consulted at any time.

"Zhou Shilang." Emperor Wu turned around and saw him.

"The minister is here."

Emperor Wu didn't know what he was possessed by, there were obviously many such cases, as long as there were ministers who dared to betray her, she would kill without hesitation.

She was expecting a change of heart from a talented person?

Is it the last hope?Even if she was let down again, she still wanted to hear the words from the child who was given high hopes.

Emperor Wu was silent for a long time before ordering with a cold face: "Send me to the prison, I want to personally interrogate Shangguan Wan'er."

In the gloomy rainy day, the mud on the road could not stain the soles of Wuhuang's shoes, the position of the main hall was given up, and absolute silence was kept in the imperial prison, waiting for the unprecedented personal trial of Wuhuang.

It was only three days, but it seemed like a lifetime away. Emperor Wu was a little nervous, wondering what Wan'er would think of her later, whether he was going to make use of the prime minister's excellent eloquence to make a generous speech before he died, or whether he was lucky enough to ask for her forgiveness.

Why on earth did she come to the arraignment in person?

Isn't it a death after a generous speech?Wouldn't she be suspicious if she begged for mercy by chance?

After a while, no matter what the people in the hall say, it will be a capital offense, right?

Emperor Wu was stunned by his own thoughts, she came to the interrogation in person, is it for the purpose of personally punishing Wan'er's death penalty?

No, no, why was she stunned, she had already given enough face, enough time, and enough opportunities, but Wan'er herself didn't want it.Why does a king indulge a courtier over and over again?

On the fourth day of being imprisoned, Shangguan Wan'er left the cell for the first time, which made people almost insane.What are the people who brought her out talking about?Couldn't hear anything clearly, only heard the word "sage", Wan'er wanted to laugh bitterly, but couldn't pull the corners of her mouth.

Look, at this time, she is still so sensitive to the word "sage", does she think that the saint is here to save her?

No, no, how could she think this way? She had already given enough hints, enough time, and enough opportunities, but she still couldn't win the saint's "reluctance". At the last moment, why would she bet on the saint? reluctant?

What is she betting on?I'm afraid a saint wouldn't even take a look at the humble life of a servant, right?The saint would wave his hand in disgust and order "drag it out and bury it".

There is a long distance between the upper hall and the lower hall, which is the gap between the monarch and his ministers.

Wan'er couldn't even kneel on her knees, and the Emperor Wu who was sitting on top couldn't hear the familiar voice.

She was weak and weak, and she had to rely on two prison guards to support her.Are you intimidated by this battle?Sure enough, no matter how tough a person is, when facing death, they all just look in the same embarrassment.

"Your confession, I have seen it, is not sincere." Emperor Wu's face was cold, and his stern voice was transmitted from the hall to the hall, "I want to say it again, don't think that I will miss the old love, this is a case of treason, It's not any other case. Who ordered you, why you didn't report it, and who else was involved, these must be explained clearly. "

Although the words were harsh, Emperor Wu didn't know what kind of explanation she wanted?The case is a clear case, and it only targets Wan'er alone. There are always people who are arrogant and betrayed. Miss the old love", she needs the sense of security that Wan'er personally admits.

But Wan'er in the hall didn't speak. If I remember correctly, she didn't worship the emperor when she came to the hall, right?She has despised the monarch to such an extent, now she is not even willing to reply?

Emperor Wu became even more annoyed, slowly got up from the hall, and approached step by step.

Wan'er just lowered her head, as if she couldn't hear her question, and she was not as sensitive to her approach as usual.

Emperor Wu had already walked in front of Wan'er, and the ochre-yellow robe corners appeared in front of her eyes with her head lowered. Wan'er couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, she stared at the robe corners dangling in front of her eyes, laughing at herself in her heart, Even the last side in the dream, is there only this robe corner for the criminals to see?

Emperor Wu looked down at the person under his feet. She was significantly thinner than three days ago, and there was no blood on her clothes, so she did not undergo severe torture, but she was tightly attached to her body, was it soaked by rain when she was brought here?

Emperor Wu frowned.

She has already made concessions to this point, what exactly is Wan'er insisting on.

"Did you hear what I asked you?" Emperor Wu asked again.

The heavy breathing was still a little rushed because of the person in the dream, Wan'er moved her lips slightly, and only made a broken sound.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

The voice is as thin as a gnat, and cannot be transmitted into Shengcong.Just a "Your Majesty", and the rest can't be said anymore.

Your Majesty, if Wan'er really died, would you feel a little distressed?

She is an arrogant criminal, dare not look up at the king?Emperor Wu was displeased with the messy hair covering his pretty face, so he squatted down in front of her, trying to see clearly: "Let her go."

The people on both sides were stunned, and let go at the same time. The thin body fell down like a fallen leaf without any support.

"Wan'er?" Emperor Wu was a little surprised, and instinctively stretched out his hand to catch her. As expected, her whole body was wet, not soaked by rain, but her hands were sticky with sweat.

But after staying in the imperial prison for three days, how could he be covered in cold sweat?Emperor Wu's heart trembled, he held the person in his arms with one hand, brushed away the messy hair on his face with the other, Wan'er's pale face hurt Emperor Wu's heart fiercely.

Only then did Emperor Wu realize that the person in his arms had already lost his mind. He panicked and asked anxiously, "Wan'er? What's going on? What's going on with you?"

The eyes barely opened a slit, and the anxious expression of Emperor Wu was so clear in front of his eyes.Sure enough, he was still deceiving himself, how could Emperor Wu be so gentle to her?But it's okay to have a dream before dying. In the dream, she boldly presumed the holy will, guessed the emperor's heart, and won the "reluctance" of the emperor.

This warm embrace is so real, only the dream before death can be so real, right?In Wuhuang's arms, I always feel at ease, even though it is at this time, even though Wuhuang is about to abandon her, at this last moment, I still want to cling to this familiar embrace again.

Emperor Wu used his body to block the strong light that had been tormenting him for three days, his consciousness was broken here, and Wan'er plunged into a gentle darkness.

"Wan'er? Wan'er?" Wan'er's forehead was pressed against Emperor Wu's chest, close to the heart, stuffing the hard heart with pain.Emperor Wu held her in his arms, feeling terrified by the weaker breathing, she saw the bruised eyes just now, and the never-changing admiration.

What if... what if Wan'er didn't change her mind, what if she guessed wrong?

This strong feeling surged violently in his chest, hugging the unconscious Wan'er tightly, the Emperor Wu revealed his unconcealable distress.

"Go back to the Palace of Eternal Life!" The Emperor Wu roared hoarsely, "Call everyone from the Imperial Hospital!"

Wan'er, you guessed right, even I can't guess my sincerity.

Regicide or treason.

Regardless of the outcome of this gamble, I am reluctant after all.