I have always believed that there are gods in this world.

When I was young, every Lantern Festival, my brother would take me sneaking out of the palace to read the scriptures. The shadow of us running hand in hand was cast on the wall of the palace, facing the bright moonlight outside, and the cold wind was filled with sugar The sweetness of the pill, I don't feel cold at all.At that time, words about immortals were not allowed to be sold on the market, and every household was not allowed to hang portraits of immortals, not even anyone.We ran around in the streets and alleys, exchanging signs with peddlers on dark street corners, it was funny.

The story was written by hand, and after reading it, it was secretly burned. It said in it that there are many gods in the sky, each performing their own duties, some of them are in charge of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, some of them are in charge of wealth and luck, and even some of them are in charge of giving birth to babies. The gods are beautiful, long-lived and omnipotent. Ordinary people can become immortals and ascend to heaven. The heavens and the earth are singing and dancing, colorful birds are flying, and gods and humans share great rivers and mountains.

I made a fuss at the time: "There are still gods in charge of giving birth!" My brother squeezed my mouth and sighed, calling me to lower his voice: "Maybe this is the reason why the successive monarchs of Qingyan Kingdom hated gods."

I sat on his lap and talked quietly: "Brother, tell me why we are not allowed to worship gods here."

He would say at first: "There are no gods at all", but obviously he couldn't fool me, so he had to say: "Do you know, Qingyan once almost perished the country."

I sneered: "The monarch can't govern the country well, and the people in despair regard gods as their hope for survival. What's wrong?"

My brother's icy cold hands scratched my neck: "Behead! You are going to behead!" I laughed and avoided him, swaying with my arms around him, looking up at the endless lanterns and the sky. The fireworks, I really want to become a fairy!

"Impossible," my brother said, "impossible at all."

I suddenly woke up from the dream, my back was covered with cold sweat, I curled up in the quilt and opened my eyes, the room was dark and empty, I thought to myself what my good brother had dreamed about in the middle of the night, the more I thought about it, the more afraid I became, and I couldn’t help but shout: "Come on!"

"Weichen is here!" Chang Tianyun's bastard came to my bedside with a candlestick, his iceberg face was reflected red and white by the dancing candlelight, I thought to myself that you should stop coming, you are scarier than ghosts.

Just as I was about to ask what time it is, the death knell of "Dang Dang Dang" struck twelve times one after another. The dull sound echoed in the palace, completely waking up the living people. The women all began to mourn, and the sky fell average.

The court ladies cried and shouted and rushed into my bedroom to change my clothes, my heart felt cold, I looked at Chang Tianyun, he kept the position of holding the candlestick and did not move.

It's over, I thought, Father is dead.

I stopped the maids: "Wait a minute!" I felt a sense of mission, and I walked towards the half-person-high lacquered gold and colored porcelain urine bucket in the corner. Now I finally lifted it up, and it didn't move... I looked back at Chang Tianyun, he turned his head and walked away.I had no choice but to use my breastfeeding strength to smash it, and it made a crisp sound. Ouch, this smashed is really precious. When I made this barrel, how many gold and silver jewels I pasted on it.

I picked up a sword from the fragments, ah, no one would have thought that I would steal my brother's sword from the coffin and mold it in clay in the chamber pot's interlayer.

On the way to the main hall, I felt that the life of my second-generation ancestor, who pretended to be crazy and foolish, was coming to an end. Apart from the crying little palace maid, only Chang Tianyun, who was like ice, was left beside me. I hugged my brother's sword and gently caressed it. It's not so good... Hey, I have to rely on myself, I will grow up after eating this handful of sugar pills.

I walked towards the main hall with arrogance and arrogance, and when I pushed the door, two long swords swished across my neck, which made me yell and yell, and then bumped into Chang Tianyun. He also drew his sword and swiped I stand behind.

I saw that the leader of the two groups of soldiers in the hall was that, uh, he should be a military commander. I was so mad at night. I just died and my father still bullied me like this: "Presumptuous! You know I am Who!"

"Surround them!" said the thin, bald man, "The dog emperor is dead! The prince is incompetent! I will come out in danger to save the common people!"

"You are a coward who kills the whole family! You are incompetent! You are a bastard! You can't hold any good farts out of your mouth with sores and pus! Why don't you have the guts to rebel when your father is around?" Look how bullying I am! I’m going to smash your grandma with a wild horse with thousands of riders!" I cursed and became more and more angry, I drew my sword and ran out, poofed him, and stabbed him again. Twice.

Chang Tianyun hurriedly pulled me to check it carefully, he probably didn't notice that it was a sword that I was holding in my hand all the way. "Your Highness, calm down." He said softly.

I threw him away, and the tip of my sword reached another general who took the lead in rebellion: "Come on, shit! Let's fight! Your father, I will teach you how to be a man today!"

He blushed and turned white, turned white and turned black again. He probably had never suffered such a shame and humiliation in his life, so he wiped his neck and killed himself.

The remaining people wiped their necks, and the rest were all put in prison.

I was holding the sword wearily, and now it's all right, I really lived up to everyone's expectations, besides the prince riding a pig, I also have a good story about the prince's country scolding me, I am the most useless prince in history.

For nothing, I still have to go and see my father whose bones are not yet cold, hey, he is alive and asleep, the maids inside are all scared and hid in the corner and twitched, Chang Tianyun and I sat down next to the corpse , I held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the sword was stuck in the ground: "I'll stay here until dawn and wait for the temple to carry the coffin to read scriptures. I want to see how many dogs want to rebel."

Chang Tianyun seems to be in a good mood, I thought he wanted to laugh at one point, he said: "Your Highness, it's still early, you can sleep for a while."

"Don't sleep anymore," I watched the dark red blood winding on the sword, the sword is good, as sharp as ever, and I said, "This is my brother's sword."

The sky outside the hall brightened up little by little.

I had just come back from the temple when the emperor's uncle arrived, the old fox must have heard the news long ago, and slept peacefully for the night, after all, no one could do anything to him, now he came to me and wiped his tears: "Your Majesty! My minister is late! I haven't seen the late emperor for the last time." The "Your Majesty" shouted, so I think you didn't think much about your brother.

I was too lazy to bother him, so I waved Chang Tianyun to go back to sleep, turned around and cried in the uncle's arms, just in time for this old fox to wait for me to take a bath and rest.

This is also an expression of goodwill. I am still a child, so of course I want to love each other with my royal uncle. He tucked my quilt, dried my hair carefully, and sat on the head of my bed like I was inadvertently. Question: "What is your Majesty planning to do next?"

I was not happy to open my eyes: "Let's wait for the enthronement ceremony, wait for me to wake up to see where the country of Lin is, and drive out this group of bastards covered in lard, and by the way, there is that traitor General Zhenbei, who is he? Why did he rebel?"

Uncle Huang smiled and said nothing, and patted my head once and for all.

This time I had another dream, probably because I kept thinking about the things in the extreme north. I dreamed of thousands of miles of snow, and everything I could see was white, and the ice would not melt under the scorching sun. Running on the snow-capped mountains, leaving deep and shallow footprints in the vast expanse, I panted heavily, and the plum blossoms from nowhere fell into my arms wrapped in snow with the wind, and I smelled a faint cold fragrance.

Ding dong, a silver bell rang, as if years had passed.

I vaguely saw a courtyard surrounded by snow-capped mountains. The snow in the small furnace had not yet melted, and ice slag was condensed on several hardy mosses under the pine rocks. In front of the hall, there was a person kneeling, with long hair like ink, which was smoothly and loosely draped over his shoulders, white. The long gown was wrapped casually, revealing the fair white Shengxue's back neck, he seemed to want to turn his head, there were snowflakes falling on my eyelashes, it was icy cold, when I blinked to see clearly, the afterimage had faded away.

When I woke up, Uncle Huang was looking at me with a smile: "Yo, I'm crying." I said why I was so cold in my dream, and the person didn't cover me after kicking off the quilt. Yisan hugged him and wailed loudly: "Father, queen! Mother! Brother!"

He put his arms around me and patted me on the back: "Hey, there's also the emperor uncle, what did you dream about, darling?"

I can't say that I dreamed of snow-capped mountains and beauties. I can only cry out while feeling the bitterness in the dream: "Now I am a child who has neither father nor mother! Ah! Uncle Huang!"

Chang Tianyun's figure swayed outside the door, probably because he heard me cry, but he didn't come in.

I feel that I can only rely on him and Su Qiwei to go to the front line to stand up. I will guard the capital, and I will send someone to appease the southwest side by the way. I will remind you that the young lady is still in the palace and must not act rashly to guard the frontier... I cried and stopped crying: "Does the traitorous General Zhenbei have any heirs in the capital?"

Uncle Huang looked at me regretfully: "General Zhenbei is a broken sleeve."

So I started crying again.

To be honest, I feel like I have a fever and feel dizzy: "Where is the fight now?" What is the way out for yourself.

My brother's sword was pressed under my buttocks, and I panicked.I couldn't help but sighed again.

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