My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 1 Wedges
In the 22nd year of Yuankang, the emperor collapsed, and the prince succeeded to the throne, changing the name of the country to Xuande.

The light yellow osmanthus flowers in the palace are light in shape and bloom enthusiastically, and there is a faint fragrance floating in the quiet place.

Princess Guoping Shangguan Yanwan wore a plain white robe and knelt in front of the dragon couch, shouting "Father Emperor" hoarsely, after all, she could not regain her former honor.

In the same year, Emperor Xuande became seriously ill after succeeding to the throne for more than three months. He ordered King Jing to supervise the country.

Shangguan Yanwan, the Princess of Guoping, was imprisoned in a desolate small courtyard, full of ruins, her family was ruined, and she was ridiculed and ridiculed.

"Shangguan Yanwan, weren't you superior before?

Never even looked me in the eye, but now?You can only stay in this desolate and desolate backyard.

Do you know why your child was not kept?It's not because of your weakness.

Remember that bowl of tonic you drank before?It was the bowl that brother Yan brought over with his own hands.

Let me tell you, it's not a miscarriage medicine, but an abortion medicine, and I made it myself.

Brother Yan is a talented man, destined to become the overlord of a generation, ascending to the throne of God, how could he let a subjugated princess give birth to his child?

When I agreed to marry you back then, it was not because you pursued me so hard, but because I took you as a stepping stone. "

The cool wind from the small courtyard penetrated into her thin collar, and slid down her slender body. A line of ice was cold, and all limbs and bones were shivered by the cold wind like a knife.

As soon as the picture changed, there were red palace walls everywhere, as if they had been washed by blood. The resplendent and resplendent palace was shrouded in depression.

"Shangguan Yanwan, my good imperial sister, I have some news for you, the emperor's elder brother is dead, and I'm going down to accompany the poor sixth imperial brother.

You are the only one missing now, when you die too, wouldn’t you be able to reunite with your family underground?Ah ha ha, are you happy? "

At that moment, Shangguan Yanwan couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything, only her eyes were full of pain, and her fingernails had sunk deep into the flesh of her palm, bloody and bloody.

In the second year of Xuande, in the late spring, Wei Guogong supported 20 soldiers and took the opportunity to seek power and usurp the throne.

That night, she stood on the gold-brick floor soaked in blood, and the phoenix formed by the gold thread at the corner of her skirt was also dyed red, as if she could flap its wings and fly away with just a slight movement.

That night, the new emperor, wearing a bright yellow robe and blood-soaked golden boots, walked up the jade steps step by step and sat on the dragon chair.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, as if looking at a fool.

"Guoping, I plan to save your life based on the love between husband and wife in the past.

As long as you obediently be your subjugated princess, I will not make things difficult for you, but you must tell me where that bastard is! "

Shangguan Yanwan's face was as pale as paper, with a hint of ferocity on her bright face, she sneered at him.

There was a thick layer of shadow in the beautiful eyes, and she didn't have the slightest intention to speak.

"Guoping, it seems that you don't intend to cooperate? Then how about chopping off all your wings?
It depends on how long you can last!Imperial Forest Army, bring those traitors to me! "

A glint of light flashed across Shangguan Yanwan's eyes, her hands had already been clenched tightly in her sleeves embroidered with gold silk, and she was biting her pale lips tightly.

"Guoping, this is your own choice. It's too late to regret it now. Are you going to say it or not?"

There was a dragging sound in the main hall, and a few imperial guards dragged a man in. The man was covered in blood, and his face could no longer be seen clearly.

With the dragging of the Imperial Forest Army, the dilapidated body wiped a long bloodstain on the gold brick floor, which was shocking.

Shangguan Yanwan looked at the blood man who was close at hand, her complexion paled instantly, her lips trembled uncontrollably, but they were still tightly closed.

She knelt down and wanted to touch the man's face, but her hands were shaking violently.

"Guoping, you have to remember that no matter what choice you make, you will have to pay a painful price for it.

You have to remember, it's not that I won't let him go, but you sent him to the death penalty platform. "

The bloody people on the ground suddenly moved when they heard this sentence.

He turned his head to Shangguan Yanwan, the corners of his mouth barely curled up, and he only uttered two words, "Princess."

He didn't know where the strength came from, and suddenly pulled out a sword from the waist of the imperial forest soldier beside him, and cut it towards his neck without hesitation.

Hot blood spurted out, staining her face red.

Shangguan Yanwan's eyes lost their luster for a moment, and she fell to the ground, retching vigorously, as if her internal organs were about to be vomited out.

The new emperor walked down the jade steps and walked past her with a mocking smile on his lips.

If he took a second look, he would find that her eyes were shining brightly, with a determination to break through.

At the beginning of summer, the name of the country was changed to Yongning, so the old dynasty was destroyed and a new dynasty was born.

The first imperial decree issued by Emperor Yongning after he ascended the throne, all the royal families of the old dynasty were exiled to the bitter cold place in the southwest, and they were never allowed to return to Beijing.

The vermilion palace wall is winding, with long shadows running across the wall, and there are a few pomegranate trees beside it, with bright red pomegranate flowers dancing lightly on the branches.

A gust of wind blows, the fragrance bursts, and the redness flicks.

The durian flowers that are blooming enthusiastically cannot conceal the depression and remoteness of the cold palace.

Shangguan Yanwan was wearing a red palace attire, and walked towards the thickest pomegranate tree in the courtyard, followed by the new emperor in a bright yellow robe.

With a sneer at the corner of her mouth, she slowly squatted down, stretched out her thin little hands, and was digging something under the tree.

Xindi held a sword in his hand and pointed at her back with a cold voice.

"Guoping, you'd better be more aware of current affairs, or I'll send you down to reunite with them!"

Shangguan Yanwan was unmoved at all, let out a light snort, lowered her eyes, and after a while, dug out an iron box from the soil with both hands.

When Xindi saw the object in her hand, his eyes burst into light, and he was about to step forward, but he saw her quickly take out an object from the iron box and hold it tightly in his hand.

Shangguan Yanwan had a sarcasm on her face, her voice was soft but without any emotion.

"What? You want it? But what should I do? I won't give it!"

The blood on Xindi's face faded away, and the veins on the back of the hand holding the sword burst out, and the words were like knives.

"How dare you! If you hand it over now, I will spare you!"

When the voice fell, there was only a "pop", which was extremely ear-piercing.

Shangguan Yanwan smiled slightly, with coldness in her eyes, seeing his ashen face, she suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly.

"Sun Qiyan, just because of you, you also want to be an emperor? Go ahead and live your dream! If there is an afterlife, I will curse you and cut off your children and grandchildren! You will die a bad life!"

The new emperor's forehead showed ferocious blue veins, and he looked very terrifying. With a flip of his right hand, the long sword came out of its sheath, and pierced her chest without hesitation!

Shangguan Yanwan was still smiling, leaning her back against the thick pomegranate tree, the blood constantly overflowing from the corner of her mouth, like the pomegranate flower on her head, was as bright red as it could be.

The red lips moved slightly, and slowly spit out the last sentence, "Sun Qiyan, I hate you! This hatred is irreconcilable!"

The blood is bright, covering the ground, like a meandering stream, spreading flat and slowly seeping into the soil. Perhaps in the coming year, durian flowers will bloom even redder.

A eunuch in blue knelt on the ground tremblingly, his voice trembling.

"Your Majesty, what should I do with the dead empress's body?"

The new emperor looked at the people in the pool of blood, and the bright red blood dripped down the long sword in his hand to the ground, like durian flowers falling from the branches, flowing like fire.

"Find someone to clean it up and throw it in a mass grave outside the city."

The eunuch's heart skipped a beat, his body shook like chaff, his forehead fell to the ground, "Yes."

The pomegranate flowers on the branches were burning, and a gust of wind passed by, tremblingly falling from the branches above the head, and landed on the blood-stained red robe.

From that day on, there will be no more Shangguan Yanwan in the world, that once magnificent princess of Daduan Dynasty.

In the fifth year of Yongning, there was a riot in the court, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers lined up outside the Shenwu Gate.

The leader, dressed in a white robe with wide sleeves and a wide belt, looks like a orchid orchid and a jade tree.

He was holding a four or five-year-old child in his arms, with exquisite eyebrows, skin as tender as snow, but sharp eyes.

"Shangguan thinks about this, Wei Guogong Sun Qiyan seeks power and usurps the throne, he deserves to be punished! Today you follow me to arrest the rebel, and return me to Daduan."

On that day, the flags were flying, and the roar shook the sky.

Another dynasty change, corpses floating thousands of miles, blood staining the sky.

At night, the national teacher stood on the tower of Zhengyangmen, looked up at the starry sky, smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, but had tears in his eyes.

"Wanwan, I'm late, did you blame me?"

"He took your country, and I will let his country be ruined and his family destroyed, without leaving an inch of land."

"He took your life, and I will let him be buried with the nine clans, and he will pay for it with blood."

Behind the national teacher stood the new emperor in a bright yellow robe, the coiled dragon button on the lapel was meticulous, and the seawater teeth of the lower robe were spotless.

He stretched out a chubby little hand, held his robe corner, and asked loudly: "Master, are we going back to the palace?"

The national teacher turned around, touched his immature face, and said softly: "Changsi, do you know why I gave you this name?"

The new emperor looked up at him, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, "I don't know."

The national teacher stroked his soft hair again, smiled wryly, and his voice was mellow and warm.

"Long Lovesickness, Long Lovesickness, there is someone in my heart that I always miss and miss. Now that everything is over, I'm going to find her."

The new emperor was still holding on to the corner of his clothes persistently, and only spoke softly for a long time.

"National teacher, can you not leave?"

The national teacher held him in his arms, and looked at the vast starry sky together, narrowing his sparkling eyes slightly.

"I've been waiting for five years, and now the five stars are gathered in Ziwei, it's time for her to wake up."

The stars were shining brightly, and the night breeze was cool. He stood there straight, his black hair hanging down, his eyebrows dyed with green smoke, and he was all over the country and the city.

　Opening a new article, I hope the little fairies will support you a lot, okay?
　　1 This article is so sweet, the hero and heroine are as indifferent to the outside world, they close the door, hug and hold each other high
　　2 Except for the heroine, all female supporting roles like the second male lead. Don’t be too happy to beat the face and abuse the scum, and there are little ghosts to help out
　　
　
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