Emperor Zhenguan

Chapter 75 I am her enemy

Du Ruhui and Xue Shou, who were not far away, looked at each other and smiled.

They knew that their king didn't like this kind of trouble.

Several maids came in and brought them tea.

"When will Yuan Jing come back?" Li Zhiyun asked.

Xue Shou said: "Your Majesty, Yuan Jing and Zhixuan will be able to return to Chang'an in three days. But Your Majesty, even if Yuan Jing returns, you will have to write the invitations yourself."

Li Zhiyun wanted to say why. He believed that Li Yuanji would never write dozens of invitations himself, and the hanging man would definitely find someone to write it on his behalf.

The maid gently placed the tea cup by Li Zhiyun's hand, but at this time Li Zhiyun was looking at her openly.

He remembered that this woman was the maid who served him in the morning.At the same time, she is also the beauty that Lao Li bestowed upon him.

"Are you from Ye Ting Palace?" Li Zhiyun suddenly asked.

The maid was startled, and hurriedly buried her head in the sizable source of life.

"Yes." She replied in a low voice.

The Ye Ting Palace is the residence of the female relatives of criminal officials and palace maids in the palace.

If an official committed a serious crime and ransacked his family into exile, then there is a high probability that all the males will be killed, and the female relatives will not enter the Yeting Palace.

Don't think that Ye Ting Palace is bad, there are even worse.

Department of Education.

This is the government-run body art unit of Datang. The subordinate unit is located in Pingkangfang. You can taste it yourself.

The women inside are playing the qin, blowing the flute, and sitting on the lotus in a double sense.

If you can't understand it yet, there is half a sentence of the poem that will definitely help you understand.

A pair of jade-armed pillows for thousands of people, a little bit of cinnabar can be tasted by thousands of people.

If you still can't understand, please take a piece of tofu and kill yourself.

Being able to stay in Ye Ting Palace and not being sent to Jiaofang Si can only show that this woman is very lucky.

"Look up and show this king." Domineering President Li Zhiyun went online.

Seeing that the King of Chu seemed to be interested, Du Ruhui and Xue Shou were very conscious, and they each went to the side room with a stack of invitations.

Hearing this, the maid buried her head even lower.

Seeing this, Li Zhiyun was puzzled, "This king just took a look, but didn't do anything to you? Besides, you are a gift from a saint to this king, don't you understand your own situation?"

The voice fell, and there was no movement for a long time.

When Li Zhiyun waited impatiently and was about to let her go down, she raised her head, revealing a stubborn pretty face.

nice!
How beautiful is Li Zhiyun's lack of words that can't be modified. It can only be said that even if she is dressed as a maid, her appearance is quite high.

"What's your name?" Li Zhiyun swallowed.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he really just asked casually at first, never thought that there would be such a beautiful person around him.Usually, this maid always lowered her head, and he didn't see what she looked like, but now he can finally see clearly.

"The surname is Yang, Yang of Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty." She replied sternly.

Li Zhiyun narrowed his eyes, "Are you from the former Sui clan?"

"Yes, the royal father once named me Princess Huaiyang." The beauty shed tears, her bright eyes shed the tears of a princess of a subjugated country.

"Presumptuous!" Li Zhiyun slapped the table on the table.The sound was so loud that Du Ruhui and Xue Shou, who were listening in the corner next door, were shocked.

"Your Majesty, this movement is quite big." Xue Shou said.

Du Ruhui nodded, "It's really big."

Inside the house, Li Zhiyun stood up slowly and stretched out his hand to squeeze her chin, "You are young, but you are not small. Emperor Yang of Sui has only one daughter, Princess Nanyang, who is writing a book in the royal family. How dare you pretend to be a princess."

"Pretending to be a princess?" Huaiyang shed tears, "If I want to impersonate, why don't I pretend to be Princess Li Tang, but a princess of a subjugated country? The patriarchal book that I stayed in Daxing was made during the Renshou period. My father moved east to Luoyang, my later father went to Jiangdu, I will return to Daxing with the king, and my clan register is in Jiangdu!"

Her stubborn eyes made Li Zhiyun slowly loosen her chin.

"I tell you, I will never admit that you are a princess of the Sui Dynasty. You should remember it for me. You are the king's personal maid, remember!"

Huaiyang cried and lowered his head, but did not speak.

Seeing this, Li Zhiyun took a deep breath and said, "Don't say such things again. Since you have already entered my Chu palace, forget about it. This prince only thinks you are Huaiyang, and have never seen any princess."

She raised her head, puzzled, "Why?"

"No reason." Li Zhiyun stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheek, but she turned her head away.He said, "Since you choose to remain anonymous, this king is willing to fulfill you."

She did not perish with Da Sui, which shows that she wants to live.

Huaiyang wept lowly, full of sadness.

The wound was torn, and it was always painful.

Li Zhiyun has now guessed her identity, Huaiyang should be the Yang Fei in history.History records that Concubine Yang was the daughter of Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty, but nothing about her in the Sui Dynasty was recorded, not even her title.

Hearing her say this today, Li Zhiyun realized that it is very likely that everyone who knew her identity had already gone to Jiangdu.

Of those Sui Dynasty clans who went to Jiangdu, a group died at the hands of Yu Wenhua and a group followed Xiao Hou into the Turks.

It may be precisely because of this that Concubine Yang's history has never been tested.After all, there is no relevant proof, and with the rigor of historians, they will not make up.

And today, if it wasn't for Li Zhiyun's pressing question, it is estimated that he would not know Yang Fei's title, Huaiyang.

Li Zhiyun guessed that in history, Li Shimin covered up Concubine Yang's past because he didn't want her to be immersed in the past.

After all, the husband is the enemy who robs his family.

Thinking of this, Li Zhiyun suddenly remembered something funny.Someone once put forward a view that Li Shimin married his sister-in-law Princess Chaoshi in order to win over the old officials of the Sui Dynasty.However, he already had Concubine Yang at that time. Isn't this princess of the Sui Dynasty more noble than the blood of a grand-niece of King Guan?

The answer is about to come out, this is selfish desire.

Brother, we will never be compatible.

Li Zhiyun sighed.

His eyes fell on Huaiyang again, and Li Zhiyun pulled her to sit down.

"Don't cry, stay in the Chu Palace in the future, and be a new person."

After he finished speaking, Li Zhiyun felt a little wrong. What does it mean to be a fucking man again? This is not right.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she asked quietly.

Because you look good...he wouldn't say that.

Li Zhiyun said: "National affairs should not involve you as a weak woman. I know that you hate my Li family for taking away the foundation of your Yang family. But, do you know that even without my Li family, there is still the Zhao family and the Wang family. What will take away the foundation of the Sui Dynasty. If you understand the wars in the world, you should know that all this is God's will."

"Your father made it impossible for the people to live, and the people could only rebel. Otherwise, who would risk beheading to rebel? I'm not saying this to quibble, I just want to tell you that in this troubled world, we have nothing to do with it. We have to choose, we can only keep ourselves from being threatened by this troubled world."

Listening to Li Zhiyun's words, Huaiyang's mood was much calmer, and he lowered his head and remained silent for a while.Seeing that her mood was gradually recovering, Li Zhiyun let her go down to rest.

When she came to the door, she looked back at the young man lying at the desk in the house, sighed lowly, and said nothing after all.

After he left, Li Zhiyun put the invitation aside, cupping his face in both hands and falling into contemplation.

Meeting Huaiyang was an encounter he never imagined.

This is the little sister-in-law.

The clown is still me.

Li Zhiyun was in pain and happy.

(End of this chapter)