Opposite the entrance hall

Li Si's tomb.

Just these four words are enough to make Ji Si confused. His eyes are wide open, staring at the tombstone, even his heart beats fast, and he can't listen to the accusations coming from behind. Just froze in place.

This is his tomb?

Who built his tomb?

Is it the boy behind him?

Who is he?

……

All kinds of questions troubled Ji Si, and his sluggish head, which was hit by the sudden news, began to turn, and some things that he had never dared to guess and ask suddenly surfaced again.

Since he knew that his illness was not just an illness, but a long-planned conspiracy, that kind of indignation and resentment grew in his heart, and Midnight Menghui was often tortured by the original illness. Wake up, Master Ji deserves to die, Emperor Chengde deserves to die, and those patrolling guards who did the work naturally deserve to die, how can I kill them all one by one.

So Ji Si didn't dare to think, and didn't dare to ask, to guess whether the people in Yong'an Palace had returned to Shuzhou?How are you doing now?How is Ping An and the child?Are they still alive?

The matter that he kept silent all the time was suddenly presented in front of him in a strange and complicated situation, those words and details were connected in series, that strange but familiar face gradually overlapped with the image in his memory, The identity of this person is self-evident.

This is peace!

This is the fool who has no heart behind him, as long as he can eat meat, he can be happy for half the night!

He is so tall now, his figure is as tall as a willow tree, and his brows and eyes can hardly see the heartless appearance of drooling and talking in sleep.

Uncle You is an old man in the palace. He has served his parents for most of his life, and he has served himself for many years. He treats himself better than his own son. The lotus seed cake steamed in new clothes, the first one will always be given to me, since my parents left, they are my only family members, but now the palace is gone, his home is gone, Uncle Chen and the others are gone too , and his little fat man, his little fat man couldn't recognize him anymore.

All the past came to mind, Ji Si opened his eyes wide, a kind of unspeakable sadness welled up, his eyes were red and his throat was choked up, his heart hurt like a knife, with thin sawtooth on the blade, every time he pulled out The tender meat of his heart would be carried when he inserted it, as if he had been inserted into a piece of meat, the pain was so painful that he didn't even dare to breathe hard, like a drowning bird holding on to the dirt and withered grass, it was extremely uncomfortable.

He wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, all he could make was whimpering. He struggled and resisted desperately. This mad look made him flustered in Ping An's eyes, and he kicked Ji Si's waist again, hating him. He said bitterly: "Don't worry, we have plenty of time, Ji Si, what you owe to my parents, what you owe to the young master, what you owe to our Yong'an Palace, I will ask you back bit by bit, today, I will use your flesh and blood to sacrifice The souls of my parents and young master in heaven."

After finishing the words, he pulled out a knife from his arms and stabbed it straight at Ji Si's shoulder. The blade pierced through the flesh and pierced deep into it. The pain that could not be ignored made Ji Si wail, and a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead His temples were wet, his face was pale and bloodless, and he tightly clenched the withered grass on the ground.

He couldn't die, and he didn't want to die, let alone die in the hands of Ping An.

Chen Pingan clenched the dagger, gritted his teeth and pulled it out forcefully, blood splashed out from the wound, Ji Si raised his neck high in pain, his body couldn't stop twitching, the warm blood spilled on the withered grass on the ground, splashing onto Ji Si's body. Tears slid down the face from the end of his eyes, like a drop of blood, and some splashed on the tombstone, staining the word "beloved".

Ji Si blinked his eyes, his eyes were covered with blood, and his eyes were covered with a thin layer of red mist, which made people unable to distinguish the original colors. He waited for a while before looking at the drop The blood slowly slid down, and the place where it flowed turned reddish brown. He wanted to reach out to wipe it but was powerless. He could only watch the tombstone leave bloodstains.

I don't know if the bloodstain can be cleaned, but don't dirty this stele, Ji Si thought blankly.

Behind him, Chen Ping'an was full of gloom, and he picked up the bloody dagger and was about to stab it down again. At this critical moment, Ji Si squinted his eyes and rolled over to the side to barely avoid the blow, then bowed his back Raising his hands that were bound behind him, the dagger was just between the hemp ropes on his wrists. He tightened the hemp ropes, and when the blade touched his wrists, sticky and wet blood flowed out from his hands, and the dagger followed suit. Cut the twine.

When it was too late, Ji Si kicked the person's waist and abdomen. Chen Ping'an reacted very quickly and quickly backed away. When the time came, he untied the cloth on his mouth and spit out the numb numbness in his mouth. His lips were a little numb, and without hesitation, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue, and shouted hoarsely at Chen Pingan who was approaching him: "Chen Yuan! "

These two words made Chen Ping'an stunned. This is his real name. To be precise, the prince obtained the name for him. It was even more noisy. She went to the temple in Shuzhou to ask for a lottery and said that her fate was not going well. His mother became interested when she heard the old man at home say that she would choose a cheap name to support her life. Find peace for yourself, be safe and happy, and everything will go well.

Chen Pingan, this is the name given to him by the little prince.

From then on, Chen Ping'an could pronounce the three words so smoothly that he almost forgot that his real name was Chen Yuan.

When the name came out of Ji Si's mouth at once, the shock in Chen Ping'an's eyes was unmistakable, his mind seemed to be entangled in a ball of thread, and he couldn't figure it out. His eyes flickered, his brows frowned, and he subconsciously clenched the dagger in his hand and pointed forward. One step later, he asked puzzledly, "You..."

Before he could speak, a long sword suddenly flew from a distance. Chen Ping'an looked solemn and didn't care about the other one turning over to avoid it. Then he picked up Ji Si who was on the ground and blocked him in front of him without saying a word.

The long sword turned around and then returned the same way. It was held by a slender and beautiful hand with clear bones. Even the cold eyebrows and eyes are attractive and eye-catching, with a fairy air and a cold air, it is the second young master of the Qi family, Qi Ziheng.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Qi Ran's eyes finally fell on Ji Si. When he caught a glimpse of the wounds and blood on this man's body, his displeased face became even more ugly, and his voice became uncontrollable. In a fit of anger, "Do you know what you're doing!"

"I know!" Chen Pingan yelled back not to be outdone, his eyes were full of despair, as if he could cry out in the next moment, "Young Master Qi, I owe you too much, and what Yong'an Palace owes you is beyond repayment." , even if you want my life, I am willing to die, but Ji Si must die! He deserves what he deserves, and he should pay for his life!"

Qi Ran's brows were furrowed, and his whole body was as frosty as frost. Just like that, it was a little bit colder than the cold wind in winter, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, revealing his irritability and anxiety, especially seeing Ji Si's unstoppable Bloody wounds, brows furrowed.

Chen Pingan did not wait for him to say anything, and continued: "I know that you treat the young master with sincerity, but my young master is not blessed with such a blessing. You set up a tomb for the young master and take responsibility for the young master. Go in, you have done enough, this friendship can not be repaid by the whole Yong'an palace, now you don't care about it, Ji Si has committed many evils and died, even if he dies a thousand times or ten thousand times is not enough to relieve his hatred, I will If the arrangements are made properly, the Qi family will not be involved. Chen Ping'an's life is worth it in exchange for Ji Si's life. Master Qi, you can go back and live a good life. For your own sake, please tell the young master that you are safe. Will keep him happy and healthy."

These words sounded like dying words, Ji Si listened carefully, but his eyes were fixed on Qi Ran who was in front of him. When he saw the tombstone, he actually had a vague guess, but when that guess was really said, , the shock brought by him still did not diminish at all, his brain was blank and he stood there motionless, staring at the man in front of him with dazed eyes, as if he wanted to see every look and expression of Qi Ran clearly. real.

Qi Ran erected a tomb for him.

Qi Ran took care of Ping An for him.

Qi Ran did a lot for him.

But he didn't know, and no one had ever told him. He thought that although he liked Yu Qiran, he was only half-hearted, and that's why he married a wife and had children like flowers and beautiful families. Therefore, he never asked himself about Qiran's life after death. How are you doing? Can you still remember yourself? Can you talk to your wife and children about the little prince who had a brief acquaintance with him back then.

From the beginning to the end, he never asked. From his point of view, he was the one who kept pestering Qi Ran blindly. Whether it was six years ago or six years later, even though the relationship between the two is different now, in Ji Si's view, it was him who was always passive. , the person below is me, and the one who has no chance of winning is also me, Qi Ran keeps calm as if he can get out of the relationship between the two of them in the next moment, wave his sleeves without getting stained with dust, no matter when he comes or leaves , leaving himself in a very embarrassed place, so ridiculous.

Ji Si really thinks so, sometimes he thinks how lucky it is that Qi Ran just happens to be so pleased with himself, otherwise all his efforts would be in vain and useless.

But it wasn't until now that Ji Si realized that it wasn't a gleam of joy, it was a hole in Qi Ran's heart, and he got in along the hole, and what was inside was the new buds of Qi Ran's youth, and it was still the best thing without going through the withering of the four seasons. A good look, every time I think of it, my heart will beat a little. This thought is like the wind, and it will sway when the wind comes. Although it has not yet borne fruit, the flowers bloom just right. It is the light and greenery that cannot be blocked by a single gap.

Qi Ran likes to be as calm and self-possessed as he is.

Suddenly, Ji Si felt sad and wronged. He watched Qi Ran's lips move, and said softly, "No one ever told me."

A hoarse voice sounded, and Qi Ran sighed, "Why don't you tell him the truth?"

More than anything else, he hoped that Ji Si was fine.

Ji Si smiled wryly, "I was just about to say this, but you just happened to come here."

The two talked as if no one was there, but Chen Pingan looked back and forth between the two with confused eyes, and then he heard Qi Ran open his mouth, and a calm voice came over, "Ping An, He's not Ji Si, he's Li Si."

After finishing speaking, Chen Pingan's complexion turned gray in an instant, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he stood there in a daze, as if he couldn't believe what he heard. Trembling, even the hand holding the dagger couldn't stop shaking.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were bloodshot and bloody, his lips twitched silently but he couldn't make a sound, shocked and unbelievable, his mind was in a mess, and the veins on his neck were red and violent Like falling into a nightmare.

Ji Si gently held Chen Pingan's trembling hand, and smiled warmly: "The little fat man has grown up, the young master can hardly recognize him."

This expression and tone are familiar to him and have never changed. Hearing this, the dagger in Chen Pingan's hand fell to the ground. His eyes were red and he looked at the face in front of him that was completely different from his memory. His lips parted and closed, and tears flowed first. , Kneeling down on the ground with a "boom", fingers clenched Ji Si's clothes tightly, and cried after a long while: "Young...Young Master..."

He cried heart-rendingly, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances of these years, his hands clenched tightly on the hem of Ji Si's clothes turned white, his body gradually lowered and trembled violently, his eyes were blurred, and the sound of crying drifted into the valley , mixed with the sound of birdsong, it seems a little distant and unreal.

The mournful cry made one's nose sore.

Ji Si raised his head and suppressed the soreness in his eyes, raised his eyes and met Qi Ran's gaze, the latter looked over and curled his lips into a slight smile, the sadness and despair surrounding his whole body dissipated immediately, he blinked , also grinned happily.

When the matter calmed down, Qi Ran's first thing was to bring Ji Si back to the mansion. He didn't send anyone to inform Qi Xu but entered through the back door, sent him away and bandaged him lightly.

"Hiss..." The blood on the wound dried up and formed a blood clot, which was melted by warm water and the tender meat inside was uncovered. Ji Si frowned in pain and couldn't help crying out.

"Now that I know it hurts, why did I go early!" Qi Ran murmured distressedly while making the movements of his hands a little lighter.

"Second Master Qi loves me so much," Ji Si grinned happily, "It's worth the injury."

Qi Ran didn't answer, but just pressed his face towards the wound with a cold face, and as expected, he heard a heart-piercing cry from his ear, "It hurts, it hurts!"

"Shut up if it hurts."

Ji Si pursed his lips and blinked his eyes to look at the person in front of him when he saw that he was good. He had an obedient and witty appearance, which made people full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so he could only take care of his wound without complaint.

"Is it safe?" Ji Si asked again after a while.

"When I came back, I knelt in the courtyard."

Hearing that Ji Si was not happy, he always defended his shortcomings and hated the people around him being bullied, so he poked Qi Ran's chest with his finger and complained: "Obviously it's my fault, why are you punishing him?"

"How can you blame me? He's going to kneel himself." Qi Ran grabbed the fingers of Hu Zuowei on his chest, continued to wrap the straps, and said in a calm tone: "This matter is indeed impulsive and reckless, even if he is really punished." The purpose of letting him go is to make his memory long, so that he can be more calm and stable in the future."

"That won't work. The little fat man must be so determined that he can't figure out many problems. Call him in and I'll talk to him."

Qi Ran couldn't resist him, so after the bandage was finished, he had to call him in. Chen Pingan cried for a long time, and now his eyes were red and swollen, he walked behind with his head down, standing in the room, he was a little helpless and cramped feel.

"You talk about me waiting outside." Qi Ran said, then turned around and went out and closed the door.

There were only two masters and servants left in the room. Chen Pingan stared at the ground with drooping shoulders, wondering what to do, but Ji Si cleared his throat and spoke first, "Sit down first."

Chen Pingan seemed to be taken aback and took a step back in a daze. After understanding the meaning of these words, he sat down cautiously.

Ji Si looked at the little bookboy who followed behind him before, he had too many things to say and too many questions to ask, but at this time the words were on his lips, but he didn't know what to say, he would Suppressing the sour feeling, he opened his mouth and asked something unimportant, "You... have you been okay these years?"

But just such a sentence made Chen Pingan's eyes red again. He raised his head and his eyes were filled with tears. He just shook his head without making a sound, but then he nodded for fear of making Ji Si worry, and replied in a hoarse voice, " Young Master Qi treated us very well, how about Young Master?"

"Me?" Ji Si was stunned and smiled, "Of course it's good."

How could it be good? I was tortured to death by that Gu once, and I have no family or old friends when I come back to life again. I can only live with the faces and identities of others. There are dangers everywhere. Everyone is planning, but few people are sincere , the whole Dajin mentioned that Ji Buyan of the Ministry of Finance either gritted his teeth or cursed repeatedly. Although Chen Pingan didn't see it, he heard the news more or less. He walked through the ghost gate several times in Xiangzhou and Kashgar. , but did not get a good reputation, he called this good?

not good at all.

The young master of his family is the proud son of heaven, he is a man who is full of treasures and treasures, a person who can straighten his spine even when he is stepped on the bottom. A dog came and went as soon as it was called, and was covered with brilliance, but he smiled and said: It is good.

Chen Ping clenched his fist tightly and bit his lower lip so as not to let himself cry out. There were thousands of grievances in his heart, including his own and his young master's. He opened and closed his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Young Master, Yongan Palace Gone."

Hearing this, Ji Si blinked subconsciously, and the figures of Uncle You and Aunt Qin seemed to appear in front of his eyes, as well as the laughter of the maids and guards in the mansion. They stood not far away and laughed from ear to ear. Everyone His body was covered with a layer of misty white mist, and a cheerful voice came:

"My lord, it's time to get up."

"My lord, the kitchen made your favorite brown sugar balls today, and you can eat them when you return home."

"The young prince's body skills are getting more and more powerful, and he looks a bit like a prince when he looks carefully."

......

The figure gradually dissipated, as if it was just a flash in the pan, his eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "I know."

The voice was too heavy, and the sadness and sadness contained in it made these three words tremble, and when they fell in people's ears, they made people's hearts sour and tears.

Crying sounded suddenly, Qi Ran turned his head and looked at the closed door behind him, his face was confused for a moment, he was affected by the crying and his heart felt a bit bitter, he looked at it for a while and turned away After a while, passing the corner, I caught a glimpse of a small piece of clothing behind the pillar, pursed my lips and said sharply: "Come out."

The owner of the clothes corner was startled and stretched out a small hand to pull back the corner of the clothes, then came out from behind the pillar tremblingly, bowed his head and said hello in a childish voice, "Greetings to father."

"Didn't I ask you to practice calligraphy in the room, what are you doing here?" Qi Ran asked.

Qi Nian clenched the corners of his clothes with both hands, looked down at his toes and replied, "Come and see if Anping is back, my son."

"came back."

"Is he not leaving?" Qi Nian raised his head and asked, with irrepressible joy in his words.

Qi Ran was amused by his appearance, "Didn't you say earlier that if he wanted to go back to Shuzhou, you told me not to look for him? Why did you change your mind now?"

Qi Nian 嚅 嚅 啦 哭 did not make a sound, Anping has been by his side since he became the governor, grinding ink for him when he practiced calligraphy, wiped his sweat when he practiced martial arts, and even repelled mosquitoes and fanned himself at night, except for his relatives What I care most about outside is Anping.

Seeing that people couldn't answer, Qi Ran didn't care, he took Qi Nian's hand, walked to the stone chair in the courtyard and sat down, after much deliberation, he said, "Nian'er, if one day you know that I have something to hide from you, Will you blame me?"

"Why does father ask that?" Qi Nian wrinkled his face together, "although the child is young, he also knows that there is a reason for what father does, and there is a reason why father cannot tell the child without telling the child."

"Even if it's about your mother?"

Qi Nian was stunned for a moment, although he was intelligent, he was only a six-year-old child, he couldn't figure out too many things, and he was even more puzzled with his grape-like black eyes, "Uncle said mother to heaven Becoming a fairy, but father also misses mother?"

Qi Ran looked at the child in front of him with a somewhat complicated expression. He hesitated for a while and finally sighed, as if talking to himself, "Forget it, I didn't think carefully, let him decide whether to say it or not."

Qi Nian couldn't understand what he said. He blinked his eyes and was about to ask when he heard the door being pushed open. Chen Pingan came out of the room with red eyes. The empress Qi Nian's eyes lit up, and he immediately raised a big smile and waved his hands repeatedly, "Anping!"

Chen Pingan trotted over, bowed and replied, "Master Sun."

Qi Nian was in a good mood, although he was a bit puzzled why Chen Pingan came out of his father's room, but when he saw Ji Si who came out behind Chen Pingan wearing a middle coat and an outer robe, especially the clothes were obviously Qi Ran's, Even more puzzled, he still bowed in a proper manner, "Master Ji."

Ji Si leaned against the door frame, his pale face did not affect his appearance at all, Qi Ran frowned and quickly went up to him to straighten his outer robe, and reprimanded him with lowered eyes, "You are not afraid of catching cold."

Hearing this, Ji Si didn't refuse, just smiled and let Qi Ran play with it, watched him tidy up his clothes with a smile on his face, and then heard Qi Ran ask: "Are you done chatting?"

"Yeah." Ji Si nodded.

They said they were chatting, but most of them were Chen Pingan talking, talking a lot, Ji Si's head ached, but he remembered every word and every detail clearly.

It's just cutting the grass and eradicating the roots to prevent future troubles. At the beginning, the servants of the Yong'an Palace were dismissed by him, and the rest were the old people in the mansion. They had nowhere to go, so they planned to return to Shuzhou. Chen Pingan said that he would remember his orders and wait for the burial. The next day, I packed up and left Beijing in a hurry, and walked quietly at the first moment when the city gate opened, it was dark and I couldn't see the road.

But he was stopped not far from Lin'an, the group of people were dressed in black, and he later found out that the group of people were the personal guards of the emperor in Beijing, and what they took away with a light wave of their knives was One life after another, the old people in the palace are just helpless women and children, and the few remaining men are no match for this group of people. They just kill them one by one, their red eyes glowing in the dark night. Cold light, the blood on the tip of the knife splashed on the ground, and the air was full of the rusty smell of blood.

Chen Ping recalled, as if he had seen the scene of that day again, his body couldn't stop shaking, Ji Si had to pour a cup of hot tea and handed it to him before letting him continue talking, he remembered that his father was the first to react and drive the carriage Running to another trail up the mountain, he ordered himself to take someone to hide and then let himself jump out of the carriage.

At that time, the sky was beginning to get dark, and he hid in the grass at half a person's height, watching the group of people chasing after them on horseback. The person in the lead was obviously Ji Si's appearance. He was terrified, and it was even colder in the early spring, and his limbs trembled. But he didn't dare to move and didn't dare to make a sound, he just hugged the thing in his arms tightly, afraid that he would make a sound.

After one day and one night, the group of black-clothed talents left one after another. He found the carriage rut on the cliff on the mountain, lay on the cliff crying and almost passed out, and was awakened by the crying sound from the swaddling cloth behind him.

After more than ten days outside the city, he carefully avoided the crowd and entered the city among the beggars. After that, he became Anping of Qifu.

After listening to Chen Ping'an's narration, Ji Si opened his mouth and was so sad that he couldn't say a word. He just heard his heart hurt and couldn't breathe. He didn't know what happened to the heartless little fat man who followed behind him Come here, are you injured or miss your parents?

He didn't dare to ask, and didn't know how to ask.

Qi Ran raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, seeing that his eyes were a little red but his mood was still relatively stable, his hanging heart finally fell down.

The two looked at each other, as if they had thousands of words to say, but they also knew that this was not the time to talk about those, so they had to suppress all the feelings in their hearts, Ji Si crossed Qi Ran and set his eyes on Qi Nian in the courtyard, biting He bit his lower lip and said hesitantly, "Qi Nian..."

The following words were not finished, but both of them understood what they meant.

"Yes," Qi Ran nodded, "I've been wanting to tell you since I came back from Kashgar, but I never found the time."

Ji Si blinked, thinking that Qi Ran mentioned Qi Nian several times, he thought that Qi Ran wanted to tell him all about the process of getting to know Qi Nianniang, so he didn't take it to heart. At this time, I can't help but feel annoyed about my impulsiveness.

He looked sideways at Qi Ran, with questioning eyes. When Qi Ran was by his side, he was used to asking Qi Ran for his opinion on everything, like a child who can't think when he is away from others. The latter sighed In a low tone, he gently pushed Ji Si's shoulder, "Go."

When taking the first step, Ji Si seemed to see a woman in a goose-yellow palace dress looking at her with a smile, holding a red padded jacket that had just been made in her hand. Your mother is a close friend in the boudoir, so it is not too much for you to call me aunt according to seniority.

He didn't call out at that time, he only heard others say that Concubine Wan in the palace has a bad temper, not to mention moody and often beats and scolds the servants, he was actually a little scared in his heart.

Taking another step, the picture in front of him changed. When he saw Qi Nian for the first time, Qi Nian was on Concubine Wan's belly. The concubine said that it was the naughty ghost in her stomach moving. This feeling was very strange, like a soft feather scratching her palm, making her heart soft. Concubine Wan didn't have the emperor in her heart at this time, but for this The arrival of the child is still full of expectations. This is her only sustenance in the deep palace. She said that the naughty ghost in her belly is her younger brother. In the future, she will teach him to practice calligraphy, accompany him to ride a horse, and take him to see the sunset in Zhuluyuan. I have always kept it in my heart and never forgotten it.

The footsteps did not stop, and the picture turned again to the solemn and solemn palace. Emperor Chengde sat on the top with a livid face, and below was the indifferent Concubine Wan and a bloody figure, with a lot of blood flowing from the crotch. Come on, the voice was too low to hear what they were saying, the figure's lips moved and said something silently, and the empress Wanfei's body froze for a moment, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

When I saw her in the cold palace, her face without makeup was fair and fair, and she was holding the soles of her shoes in the room with her stomach upright. One pair was big and the other was small. She said:

Occasionally, she would pass by Chengwumen, because at the end of the street from Chengwumen was Xu's house, and the guards were guarding Chengwumen. Any interesting things would be used to amuse her, but it was just a small talk about the wine fermented egg flower in the west of the city, and the man remembered it in his heart, and bought it across half of Lin'an City, and it was still steaming when he got it. , It's like handing over a hot heart to another person, no matter whether you want it or not, it's all sweet.

It's heart-wrenching. Although she didn't have time to like it in the future, Empress Wanfei's eyes were a little far away at that time. Looking at the scene outside the cold palace was more like looking at the sky outside the palace wall. She continued to say that a man in Dajin can fall in love with him in his lifetime. Countless women, why should they ask women to love only one person wholeheartedly, if they find a lover, then they will treat each other with their hearts, but if not, then the sincerity should be thrown to the dogs, and she has never regretted it until now , Just like the last sentence the man said: Your Majesty, I have never regretted my humble job.

The surrounding scenery quickly passed by, and the belly of the concubine Wan was getting bigger and bigger, her cheeks were sunken, her hair was dry, and she lost her spirit. It was the first time she begged herself. The blood just slid down his forehead like that, and against that look in his eyes, one's heart trembles with fear.

The concubine and the guards didn't know that this was not only losing the face of the royal family, but also the face of the emperor as a man. He believed the rumors and thought that the child might not belong to him. Concubine Wan was used to being alone. Even a ghost would step on her, and everyone said she was crazy.

The deep palace is complicated and dangerous, and only a few people know that it is fake. She is not crazy, she just uses her own way to live cautiously, and protects the child in her belly very well, but she can't protect it after all. Concubine Wan concubine slipped in the cold palace and gave birth prematurely not long before the Zhengdan Festival. The newborn little prince was skinny and looked pitifully tight. Concubine Wan's body became weaker and she couldn't even breastfeed. She was still by her side. The maid of honor crushed the rice porridge and fed it bit by bit.

Concubine Wan is still able to arrange everything properly even in such a situation. She has been preparing for this plan for a long time, a plan to let her son live. During that time, she was tortured by Gu insects and lost a lot of weight, and she was heartbroken day and night. Lung cracking cough, and vomiting blood from time to time, naturally she couldn't know what Concubine Wan was planning, and she really believed her words that she wanted to leave the palace.

The day when the accident happened was Zhengdan Festival, the emperor had a big banquet and the whole country was celebrating. He left the banquet early on the grounds that he was not feeling well, and took the concubine Wan’s side outside the Chengwu Gate. Yue Ya handed it to the little prince. Eye-catching, the little prince will go first and the slaves and empress will immediately follow after making arrangements.

I wanted to say something, but the baby in my arms was crying loudly, fearing that someone would be called, so I had no choice but to nod in response, and waited in Shili Pavilion for a whole night, until it was daylight, but I didn't see anyone.

I heard that on the night of the Zhengdan Festival, Concubine Wan, who was thrown into the cold palace, fell insane. Taking advantage of the maid's negligence, she strangled the newborn child to death with her own hands, and burned the cold palace to nothing. The fire was too big to burn The flames illuminated half of the sky in Lin'an, and it was only controlled at dawn.

All the maids and eunuchs in the cold palace had gone to the Zhengdan Festival, and there were only three corpses left in it. When the news was reported, Emperor Chengde, who hadn't slept all night, had black eyes, and the hand holding the tea froze as the porcelain cup fell to the ground. The slices and ginseng tea splashed all over the floor, and after a long pause, he said in a hoarse voice: Good luck, let someone bury him.

At the last step, Ji Si saw himself, the self with a sick face as if he would die in the next second, it may be due to insufficient premature birth, or it may be because of the connection between mother and child, the little prince is crying day and night, sometimes crying He belched so hard that his little face was flushed, as if he was about to die.

behind?

The latter was arranged by Qi Ran. He placed the little prince in a farmer's house who had been favored by the Qifu. It eased up a lot.

But there are too many changes in the world, and it’s not what you think about it, he can do it, whether it’s a sudden serious illness, or Emperor Chengde’s methods, these are not human-controllable, they have been arranged in the dark development of.

Buddhists say that there is God's will in the dark, and all living beings are just a part of God's will.

The footsteps stopped, and the revolving lantern scene in his mind was frozen on Qi Nian's face. There seemed to be many people standing in front of him, with smiles on their faces, which made the nose sore. It was obviously only ten steps away. Si, however, seemed to have gone half his life. His life was less than eighteen years old, and he could review it in the blink of an eye. He breathed a sigh of relief, smiled with his lips curled up, and slowly squatted down to look at Qi Nian.

The Qi family's family education is strict, and the most important thing is to pay attention to the dignity of the elders and the younger. Qi Nian saw that his face turned pale when he squatted down, subconsciously glanced at Qi Ran, and then got up. His eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Young Master Qi," Ji Siwen said, holding Qi Nian's hands, for a moment it seemed to coincide with the scene when he touched him in Concubine Wan's belly before he was born, the same softness and warmth, his lips There was a slight smile on the corner of his face, and his already pretty face seemed to be shining brightly at the moment, "You...you have grown up so much."

Qi Nian felt strange but couldn't express it. He felt that Mr. Ji, who was always not very serious, was a little strange today. He looked at him with too many unclear meanings, which he couldn't understand. Laugh again but the next second it seems like she will cry again, this kind of emotion makes her chest tight and uncomfortable, so she can only raise her head and continue to look at Qi Ran under the eaves.

The latter nodded at him, and Qi Nian sniffled and said in a childish voice, "Master Ji, have you forgotten, you just met Qi Nian not long ago."

"Yes," Ji Si laughed, and pointed to his head, "It's because I'm confused, this injury makes it easy to remember things wrong."

Standing aside, Chen Pingan couldn't help wiping away tears secretly.

Qi Nian glanced at him from the corner of his eye, pinched the corner of his clothes and let out a long sigh, "Does Master Ji recognize Qi Nian as someone?"

Ji Si was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Qi Nian to be so sensitive and intelligent, then he said with crooked eyebrows: "Your father also knows an old friend."

Hearing this, Qi Nian raised his eyes to look at his father again, and asked curiously, "Is there any old friend of Master Qi Nian Tong Ji, does he look alike?"

"It's not like, I just don't remember." Ji Si shook his head.

It's not like it, and it won't be like it in the future.

He didn't pull Qi Nian to chatter a few words, these things came up all of a sudden today, it was really overwhelming, so he asked Chen Pingan to take him back to rest, Qi Nian was relieved, but Chen Ping turned around every step, afraid of blinking Ji Si Then he disappeared, and it was Qi Ran's unhappy coughing that made people rush away in a panic.

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