What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 84 Chapter 83
"Of course I love you, how could I not love you?"

Wei Huai'en has a thousand words to say.

But what?
Said that in order to kill the power of the mother family, her father added his family to the flames of mutual conflict.To say that he has done so much for her and loved her so much is actually just making a wedding dress for another mean and ungrateful monarch.

Tell him to be patient, wait until... until she ascends the throne, until Emperor Yonghe dies, she will definitely find a suitable opportunity to reverse the anti-poetry case back then?
is it possible?Even she didn't believe it herself.

Filial piety will always weigh on everyone in the world, and justice is not even worth mentioning to the king.

The law of the ancestors cannot be changed, and the system of the first emperor cannot be violated. She can guess what kind of criticism and blame she will encounter in the future just by thinking about it.

Even her own mother.

Even if...

"It seems that I am too naive."

Wei Huai'en was suddenly cornered by his thoughts.

"How can there be such a good thing in this world. Why do I feel that this crown prince, this throne, I don't deserve to get my hands on it at all.

In any case, my father is already a wise enough king, and he is not a loner who even thinks about the people next to him.

I can neither accept the grace of the murderer of my mother with peace of mind, nor can I revisit the old case that caused the court to stabilize after a long time.

Why do I completely agree with the king and minister, father and son, why do I still defend my father even though I already know the cause of my mother's death?
Xiao Qi, do you still know me?I used to be such a brazen, two-headed person? "

She reached out and grabbed Xiao Qi's hand, as if treating him as the last straw before she completely indulged in cold tactics.

Help me, help me, don't let me become a businessman who turns family, love, friendship, sympathy, all these things that can make me into Wei Huai'en, into bargaining chips one by one, don't let me be alienated into being with my father The same heart of wood and stone.

"I don't want to go back to Beijing, Xiao Qi. I don't want to see those people again, I want to kill them, but, the world and the court have to rely on them to be safe.

I don't know what to do, I actually only have you Xiao Qi, I only have you, let's go too, okay, just like... Just like Pei Yi and Wanglou, I don't want anything, let's go like this, good or not? "

It's okay, it's enough to let her shake so far.

Xiao Qi took her hand and shook his head in her flickering eyes.

"No, Wynn. We're not going. "

"Don't go?"

Wei Huai'en couldn't understand the firmness in his eyes.

"Do you want me to continue on this road? Do you know that we have to bow our heads to them to get those things after all, and I can't guarantee when I will return your innocence, because since my father has done such a thing, he will not Any clues will be left to overturn the case."

"Of course I know."

Xiao Qi picked up the letter paper that she dropped on the bed when she was flustered and handed it to her.

"But why do you have to carry everything on yourself? Do you have to rely on you to avenge my family's revenge? Wynn, how many times do I need to remind you that I have never been the person who is dispensable behind you .

I will avenge my revenge myself, and you can give me what you can't afford.We are one, right?So you can leave those dirty and difficult things to me, isn't this the original intention of you sending me to Xuanyu Division back then?

We finally got to this point, are you really willing? "

When the fluffy letter paper was put down, she didn't feel anything, but when Xiao Qi put it back in her palm, it seemed to be extremely heavy.Wei Huai'en opened his hand to Xiao Qi's to hold it firmly.

It's easy to let go of love and hatred, but how to pick it up and face it?
Where Fadu can't take care of, can the steelyard in her heart weigh a fairness that everyone is satisfied with?
She didn't know if she was still the passionate Wei Huai'en back then who wished to seek justice for the world.

I don't know if this calm, firm person who has faintly become her reliance and guardian is Xiao Qi who was like a dust in the past.

"I'm not reconciled. It's just that I don't know now, whether I have the right to be reconciled."

She rubbed the palm of his hand caressing her cheek, and was suddenly glad that he was there every moment she didn't know where to go.

"But I'm not reconciled."

His voice unknowingly became tough and bewitching, as if he was pushing her forward.

"Don't worry, don't hesitate, that is your thing, that is your throne, you will do well, because I will help you clear all obstacles.

If you are in trouble, you might as well leave these things to me, and I will avenge myself, and let those who hurt you pay the price.I know why you are embarrassed, but I am an outsider, so I will not be embarrassed. "

He was waiting for her to nod.

Because of her struggle at the moment, she gave him a complete permission to separate her world from reality, and allowed him to guard her in a clean cocoon room where there would never be any troubles.

This is the job of a slave.

It is also the best love he thinks he can give her.

"it is good."

She agreed.

"You can do whatever you want."

She felt that this could be regarded as repaying some things that the world and the imperial power had taken from him.

It also seems that by putting a part of myself that is happy and vengeful, when it is broken and broken, it will make it less difficult for me to face the scene of pretending to be submissive after returning to Beijing.

Xiao Qi is right, they are one body.If she chooses to be hypocritical and submissive, she should delegate power to him.

He straightened his back, rejoicing that she didn't notice his coaxing at all, and softened his tone again, advising her not to hesitate any longer, but to read the letter left by the former empress first.

And his own hatred doesn't really matter that much.

It's just a reason to get more sympathy from Wei Huaien. How could he have any feelings for that family that has nothing but rules and reason except quarrels and curses, darkness and hunger?
Even his eyes that can see things as usual at night are all practiced every day because of the family that does not light the lights for the sake of integrity.

Therefore, he also felt that he deserved that father who was upright to the point of being rigid and pedantic was sucked into the whirlpool.

He just wants to be a traitor, a power official, and the unshakable No.1 by her side forever.

A complete break with the family that was left with nothing but depression.

The tide of history is moving forward, and everyone is like a fish chasing each other in the turbulent river, desperately moving forward, for fear of becoming abandoned gravel and river mud.

But very occasionally, when I take a short breath and want to look back, I will find that this river is no longer the same as the original one, and I don't know how much it has deviated from the original intention.

People are like this, things are like this, the country is like this, and the world is like this.

However, if everyone can stay committed, there will be no people who give up halfway, no powerless things, no countries that are dying day by day, and no days where the blue sky will not be seen.

Xiao Qi is very open about this matter, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with coming here for Wei Huai'en, but now he wants to trap her in his palm.

He always has an overly loving heart towards her, is there something wrong with that?

He is right, as long as he is with her, he can do nothing wrong.

So he lied to Wei Huai'en with peace of mind to guard the princess mansion, contact the general's mansion, and hand over all the old and old relationships of the diners to him. She should have trusted him like this, and she should have handed over these troublesome things that would only make her frown. to him.

That's right, that's how it should be.

He had already started to do this, before she relied on him to review the papers after she fell into the water in Prince Rong's Mansion, otherwise, how could he replace her confidant with his own so quickly, how could he take over all her power so easily?
His Highness finally fell into his palm completely.

He was endowed with such trust, such attachment, such doting, so how could he not give her the best and best seat?

The wolf's ambition is cultivated day by day by the sweetest honey, the most indulgent eyes, and the closest touch.

From her shadow, he gradually became the biggest night beside her pillow, only in this way can she stand cleanly in the sunshine.

And Wei Huai'en knew nothing about it.

She only knew that she had handed over the bargaining chip of atonement, and handed over her most cherished authority to her most trusted pillow.What's wrong with this?Isn't he also hers?
Her mind is now on this letter paper.

See words like faces, see letters like meeting.Wei Huai'en silently read the last greeting from his mother, and finally healed the last bit of doubt about the conspiracy back then.

The former dynasty was chaotic, the northwest was turbulent, Yonghe Emperor Man carelessly stirred up his own rivers, just to force the goddess-like phoenix to bow her high head with this upright conspiracy, forcing her to use her life as a sacrifice, just for him The country is peaceful.

Jiang Ying, the former empress who lingered in everyone's memory as if she had never left, wrote all the compromises and sacrifices in this family letter with blood and tears at the last moment of her life.

It's a pity that ten years later, she was finally seen by her relatives.

Wei Huai'en wiped away his tears, chewing over and over again every handwriting that was astonishing.

Wei Huai'en didn't know how his mother wrote this sentence:
"My younger brother Ah Jue, I have nothing to say when I write, I only regret that time is running out, and I don't have the chance to see the army triumphant..."

Her younger brother is the best vanguard general in the Liang Dynasty, and among the star-like generals of the Northwest Army for generations, the new star who is about to climb to the top of the dome.

She watched him grow up, but she was also jealous of him, jealous of his ability to cut corners, jealous of his ability to play at will, jealous of him carrying so many expectations and so many responsibilities.

The wind and sand on the battlefield carved out his iron arms and golden bones, and his unrestrained freedom without fear of life and death. When she looked at him, she always seemed to see another self who was not trapped by the palace walls.

How can you be reconciled, how can you not be lonely?
The West Army of the Northwest Township is under the Jiang Family's Huanghuang Glory Department.

She is obviously unparalleled in riding and archery, but she will never be a female general who gallops on the battlefield and takes the enemy's head lightly while talking and laughing, or a wanderer swordsman who toasts to the moon with high spirits.

The fate left to her is to stay in the capital, guard the palace, and be a virtuous queen.

But she can protect all of this, she can keep all fearless and loyal soldiers away from the most vile power strife, and she can make every fight of them meaningful.

It's just that she didn't expect that this would be her last battle and the last thing she could do for the Zhenxi Army.

She wrote: "If I don't die, the disaster of party struggle will surely lead to the Northwest..."

Emperor Yonghe forced her to make a choice.

The power of the Jiang family shakes the foundation of the country, either the queen dies or the mother clan declines.

A queen, a general, whichever is more important, he thinks he has generously handed over the power of choice to his wife.

No matter who dies, he promises to Jiang Ying that he will never be suspicious again, and he will promise Wei Huaide the crown prince.

"...Wynn lost his mother, I hope Ah Jue will take care of me on my behalf..."

Wei Huai'en looked at this sentence for a long time, and touched the strokes with his fingertips, as if he could feel his mother's warmth and see her struggle.

She is reluctant to part with a dignified, bright and intelligent son and daughter, and a brother who is brave and invincible but has no scheming, but has already been heartbroken by the cold-blooded, ruthless and sanctimonious Emperor Yonghe.

Such an emperor, how can she stay together forever, how can she endure the masked life in the silence of the palace?
She didn't believe that her death would make the emperor's promise come true, but that Emperor Yonghe put in front of her the instructions to recall Jiang Jue.

Although he loves her, he only wants a puppet queen who is safe and secure and can only cling to him.

If those things that are too flamboyant and strong on her body can't be pulled out like the claws of a beast, then it's better not to keep them.

Due to internal and external troubles, Jiang Ying finally replaced the chronic poison that she had been drinking for more than a month with poisonous poison. She could no longer let the frontier, let the frontier, because of her and her mother clan, people were panicked.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, thousands of miles of yellow sand, she felt that she might be the most suitable person in the Liang Dynasty.

At least from birth to death, she has been worrying about the rivers and mountains that don't belong to her for a moment, for fear that the filth in the temple will disturb all living beings who have nothing to do with power.

That night, she stood alone behind the desk, polished the old ink of pine smoke that she had never been willing to use, and wrote all the worries, all the grievances, and all the hopes into the last letter.

The night wind was rustling, and she thought of the bloody sand in the northwestern wolf smoke, and the hands that were dead but still stretched out to the scorching sun and the cold moon.

The poisonous wine was drunk, and the vitality was exhausted.

If her choice and sacrifice saved all the soldiers who defended the country, then could she also be regarded as a hero who made a generous elegy at the end and died willingly?
"May..." Her hands were no longer in control, and just as soon as she picked up the pen to write a word, a large drop of ink fell off.

But before death, she felt happy.

I would like to die for the whole army, so that I will not miss Danxin's town of Kunlun.

The ink tears fainted, like weeping blood.

The night was windy, and it was like weeping through the window. At the last moment, she vaguely saw the land where the sand and the soil intersected, the tombs guarding the soil with bones, armor, and clothes to frighten the enemy.

Wind and rain, sand erosion and snow carving, they lie together with this land under the starry sky and the lone moon in the northwest, blending into one.

The Soul Requiem was hummed softly by her dying.

Send her back to her hometown.

"Don't let the wind go away, the moon will stay forever. I have a cup of Qianqiu that is not empty.

Kill the barbarian and turn back.Don't cry when you're gone. "

Suddenly, I saw a female general in red, holding a gun and galloping away, heading for the final battle with a chic and fearless attitude of seeing death as home.

It turned out to be herself.

This letter ends here.

　The original plan was to attribute the death of the first empress to the persecution and assassination of Emperor Yonghe, but for such a proud Jiang Ying, even the last part of the road must be the ending of his own choice.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)