Yuezhaoyingan

Chapter 63

In the dungeon, Ling Yu came here again. The person in front of him was leaning against the big bed, with one leg straightened and the other bent. The whole person is no longer so alienated and respectful, and when he looks at him, there is peace in his heart, as if he has been waiting for him for a long time.

After dismissing everyone, Ling Yu was also slightly tired and asked, "Did you replace the imperial edict?"

"I originally wanted to replace him." Qingming exhaled softly with an inexplicable smile in his eyes, "I thought I knew him very well. But when I opened the scroll, I knew that I was Been tricked by him once."

Ling Yu was stunned, that posthumous edict was true.

Qingming lowered his eyes halfway, shook his head and said with a smile: "It can be considered that he is not old-fashioned yet."

Ling Yu was dumbfounded: "Why did you do this?" Although the news of this matter was sealed tightly, killing the king is a capital crime, and there is no way out.

"I thought it was because of you," Qingming shrugged his shoulders, "but these days I always think of Ming Yu's smile before he died, and I suddenly understand that from the bottom of my heart, I hate Empress Ye after all. His, it's just that Emperor Cheng knew the child's life experience that night, and he would not let it go easily. She and I also met once, and what she was sure of was that I would kill Emperor Cheng to put an end to this endless hatred. That's why I have such a smile. And I'm selfish, and it's not all for you. "

After a long time, Ling Yu asked: "You put the portrait of my mother's queen when she was a teenager in Mingyue Pavilion. Who are you?"

Qingming put one hand on his knee, and tapped his fingers messily on his knee. His undisciplined look seemed to be cynical when he was a teenager, and he grinned: "I'm just another Mingyu, it's just that we both Pretty stupid, haha."

Smiling and laughing, the corners of his mouth left a trace of bright red.

He took the poison, and Ling Yu immediately realized that he turned his head and wanted to call someone, but he stopped him and shook his head slightly, "Qin Yu knows that your mother is in the cold palace, and the fire in the cold palace has nothing to do with her, so in the end I still I chose to kill her. Fortunately, I am dead, and all the hatred will be wiped out."

A trace of unbearableness welled up in Ling Yu's heart.

The poison spread quickly, but there was a smile on his face. He stared at Ling Yu intently, as if looking back at the past that had passed by and gradually dimmed.

He said softly: "I know Ling Yan is not dead, I hope you can take good care of him. Your mother actually misses you very much. I always wanted to save her and leave the cold palace, but she didn't want to, for Ling Yan, for you .”

"Later, I gradually understood that she is indifferent to life and death, and her heart remains the same. The people she cares about are here, and she is not a cage."

He spent his whole life quietly accompanying Ye Hou in a silent place, understanding her respect for her, and no longer insisting.He felt that his life was passing by, and smiled softly with half-closed eyes: "Unrivaled imperial power is certainly attractive, but a little carelessness is also a shackle. May you also stay true to your heart for the one you love, and let Ye The yuan and a new beginning that the family has guarded for generations."

Breathing gradually stopped, leaving only silence in the room.

Ling Yu replied silently in his heart: "I will."

Regarding Ling Yu's ascension to the throne, originally the disciples of the Qin family and Ling Xu used to be in some old military departments, and they had some complaints. , A few heavy hums killed all the problems in the bud.

With such a well-established reputation, Ling Yu was not in a hurry for the grand ceremony. He was a vegetarian in linen clothes. After observing the filial piety for Emperor Cheng, he began to choose an auspicious day, but in the end he did not allow Emperor Cheng to be buried with anyone.

On the evening before the grand ceremony, Ling Yu took Zhao'an outside the palace, and the Chunfeng Building was still full of guests and friends.

Opening the window of the private room where Ling Yu and the others lived, the Qingshui River was crystal clear and flowing silently, while pedestrians on both sides of the bank came and went in a hurry.

Such an ordinary scene makes Zhao'an's heart extremely calm, passing every passing person quietly, whether they are happy or busy, he can't help but wonder what kind of story is behind them, is it really what it seems? ordinary.

If Ling Yu hadn't been able to find himself back then, would he have been a little bit ordinary in this world? Without such a vigorous love-hate entanglement, he wouldn't have recognized Ling Yu again. Maybe even if two people met, they would still have met Passing by like all strangers in this world will not cause the slightest disturbance in each other's hearts.

Or maybe Ling Yu let himself go back to the Assassination Division at that time, instead of putting himself by his side with all his strength, would he be in deep darkness, and there would never be light again.

Fate and choices in this world are always so subtle.

Ling Yu walked up to him, saw that he was silent, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Zhao An turned his head to look at his gentle and handsome eyebrows, still making people's heart flutter all the time, interlocking his fingers, exhaled softly, and said, "Fortunately, you found me back."

Ling Yu smiled, and placed a soft kiss on his forehead, he thought it should be "We have found each other."

He led Zhao'an and took another step towards the window, his field of vision expanded, pedestrians climbed up the steps on the arch bridge not far away, and a man and a woman stood on the bridge, looking at them from a distance.

Looking around, Zhao'an asked a little strangely, "This is it?"

Then he was suddenly speechless.

The man standing on the bridge is Ji Qing with sword-browed and star-eyed eyes, while the woman is covered with a veil and her hair is lightly tied in a bun, but her eyebrows and eyes are extremely familiar. Seeing him looking at them, she waved to him gently with a smile on her face .

Then Ji Qing bowed slightly, and they walked slowly down the bridge hand in hand, towards the carriage beside the bridge, and the carriage was heading out of the city.

Zhao'an covered his mouth and turned to look at Ling Yu in disbelief, his eyes gradually became steamy, mixed with joy and bewilderment.

Ling Yu helped him answer his doubts, and said softly, "It's Qingming."

On the night Chengdi wanted to kill Qu He, it was Qingming who went to perform the mission, but he did not kill Qu He, but found a substitute in advance, hid her, and found someone to guard her.

Qingming's death must have been some sort of agreement. The guards sent her back to the mansion unharmed after not receiving any news from Qingming for a period of time.

Ji Qingben has been wandering outside, but fortunately, Tianxin Pavilion's information is widely distributed, so he rushed back in the first time.

According to Xiang Bing's description, Qu He looked at Ji Qing who appeared at the door with tears in his eyes and a vicissitudes of life. Xiang Bing and the others thought it would be a touching reunion scene, but Ji Qing's face full of stubble and full of Qu He didn't dare to hug the dusty body around him.

Ji Qing was greatly shocked, his face was paralyzed, and he was almost autistic, Qu He turned around and coaxed him for a long time before he recovered.

"Yes!" Zhao An thought with red eye circles.

He looked in the direction of the city gate again, feeling relieved all the time in his heart, and couldn't help being happy for them. Qu He got rid of the shackles of his identity by accident, and the carriage gradually drifted away. They could finally start a new life in a fair manner life.

Then Ling Yu went to the enthronement ceremony and was called Emperor Yuan'an, and then Wen Xiang resigned. The fifth prince Ling Xu invited him out of Beijing and became an idle prince in the vast desert.

After Ling Yu came to the throne, he selected talents and talents, worked hard to govern, and at the same time purged the court, he slowly rehabilitated some unjust, false and wrong cases during Emperor Cheng's reign, including Jiang's family.

Ling Yu decreed to rebuild the ancestral hall of the Jiang family in Longnan, and even accompanied Zhao'an back to Longnan. When he rebuilt the tomb and erected a monument for Jiang Qi and his wife, the word "Jiang Sheng" was neatly engraved on the signature.

The sky is blue and clear, the wind is drifting with the clouds, and the mountains in the distance are rolling and undulating, and the peace that has been silently waiting for thousands of years is revealed in the silence.There was a gleam in Zhao'an's eyes, and the profile of his face looked docile and moving under the warm sunlight.

At that time, he was still too young, and those thrilling pasts were too vague and heavy for him. Up to now, he still can't piece together their complete appearance.

But after all, there are still people who remember them, never forget them, and step by step seek the last axiom and right way in this world for the silent life.

Now that he has finally been wronged, the corners of Zhao'an's eyes are slightly red.

This is the hometown where they met and knew each other when they were young, carrying the original beauty and tranquility, he thinks they will love it here.

The wind gently passed over the ends of his hair, and Ling Yu stood beside the carriage not far away, waiting for him quietly, and he could see it when he turned around.

Zhao'an said goodbye, wiped the corners of his eyes, and walked quickly towards Ling Yu.

Ling Yu also opened his arms to catch him firmly.

The sky is high and the clouds are wide, the grass is luxuriant, and they are never alone.