Hearing what Qi Jingyang said, Rong Fu and Kong Yan both looked at each other. It was indeed too late now, and it was right for Qi Jingyang not to have any thoughts. Besides, Zhao Peiyu had just passed away, and she hanged herself to save Qi Jingyang.

None of them could imagine how much pain and sadness Zhao Peiyu endured, and how determined she was to hang Bai Ling on the beam.

No one dared to say anything more. Qi Jingyang felt tired and turned around to leave.

Against the light, you can only roughly see his outline. Upon closer inspection, you can see that the dark hair is slightly raised by the wind, and a jade hairpin binds the waterfall-like black hair. His eyebrows are picturesque, as bright as stars, and his thin lips are light.

Sipping, there was a cold feeling on the face, so ethereal and cold, like snowflakes in winter, cold and quiet, breathtakingly beautiful, but extraordinary.

In the past, I only saw the irritable side of Qi Jingyang. Neither Kong Yan nor Rong Fu had ever seen Qi Jingyang like this. In the eyes of everyone, the former prince Qi Jingyang was a high-spirited young man. Although his temper was a bit bad,

But he can be considered a cheerful young man at ordinary times. His favorite things are poems, songs, flowers, and drinking. If Qi Jingyang had only been born in an ordinary wealthy family, perhaps his talent would be famous throughout the world, and he would not have to fight for the throne with Qi Jingqin out of hatred.

Force yourself to look like a human and a ghost now.

Thinking of this, both Kong Yan and Rong Fu couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in their hearts. Qi Jingyang had never done anything bad from the beginning. It was the identity of the prince and the wise empress, Prime Minister Lu, who kept pushing Qi Jingyang forward. If Qi Jingyang had never done anything bad from the beginning.

Changing identities with Qi Jingqin from the beginning, maybe there would be no need for this - Qi Jingyang, who was the prince at that time, must have traveled all over the world and was famous all over the world for his talents. Maybe Lu Fushuang would not die of illness, and Lu Gaohong would not be

If executed, Zhao Peiyu may accompany Qi Jingyang to travel around the world, and all the intrigues will disappear.

Qi Jingyang had no intention of fighting for the throne. When he was a child, he had no concept of the throne and no sense of crisis for his position as prince. At that time, Qi Jingyang and Qi Jingqin would always go to tease Qi Wangshu together.

Playing together and sleeping on the same bed, the relationship is as good as biological brothers in an ordinary family.

But I never expected that when they grew up, Qi Jingyang and Qi Jingqin would actually fight for the same throne, causing a lot of trouble in the city. Qi Jingyang lost everything, but Qi Jingqin's heart and current situation were not necessarily the same.

How nice.

"It was wrong from the beginning..." Rong Fu had been in the palace for most of his life, but he didn't expect that he would move out of the palace when he was about to stay in the East Palace until his death. Looking at Qi Jingyang's lost and dejected back, he couldn't help but sigh.

Kong Yan glanced at Rong Fu, and then said: "In fact, now may be the best for the prince."

Kong Yan is Qi Jingyang's book boy. He has been with Qi Jingyang since he was a child. Unlike Rong Fu, who is accompanying Qi Jingyang as an elder. He is the one who best understands Qi Jingyang's current temperament. Now Qi Jingyang doesn't have to think about how to win.

If he gets the throne, he just needs to think about living the rest of his life peacefully. The emperor will definitely forgive him. After all, he is the only child of Empress Mingxian. Even if Qi Jingqin ascends the throne in the future, he will not do it for the sake of the emperor.

What about Qi Jingyang? Qi Jingqin has always been unwilling to hurt Qi Jingyang. This has been the case from the beginning. It will probably be the same in the future when Qi Jingqin ascends the throne. At the moment, Qi Jingyang only needs to put his mind at ease, abandon the past, and live a good life in "Cong".

Just spend the rest of your life in the "Prince's Mansion".

Rong Fu turned his head and glanced at him, thinking that Kong Yan was still a little too young after all. The now deceased former Crown Princess Zhao Peiyu poisoned Prince Jing Qi Jingqin, and Princess Jing Liang Huanqing accidentally drank the poisonous wine.

But I never thought that Liang Huanqing would be pregnant. In this way, even if Zhao Peiyu is dead, Qi Jingqin will never let Qi Jingyang go. Liang Huanqing is so seriously injured, even if he saves his life, the one in his belly

The child cannot be saved. Qi Jingqin would never treat Qi Jingyang as kindly as before, even if it were not for Liang Huanqing or for the sake of the child.

The child in Liang Huanqing's belly is the first grandson of the Qi royal family in Bingyu's reign. In Xia Rongxin's eyes, this will definitely be a bargaining chip. But now that he has been poisoned by Zhao Peiyu, even if Qi Bingyu has forgiven Qi Jingyang and the others, Xia Rongxin will definitely not

Qi Jingyang was spared, but now that Zhao Peiyu is dead, all the contradictions are entangled with Qi Jingyang.

In addition to Xia Rongxin and Qi Jingqin, there are also Liang Fengmian and Qin Yuandao in the court, as well as countless officials and soldiers behind them. Although they have great achievements now, fortunately, they are also thinking about the heaven one by one. Moreover, the heaven now relies on them.

A capable person, Qi Bingyu has now taken the first step to deal with Qi Jingyang, apparently preserving Qi Jingyang's identity and life, but there is no guarantee what they will do to Qi Jingyang in order to avenge Liang Huanqing.

What Kong Yan sees now is that Qi Jingyang is finally going to live the stable life he wants, but in Rong Fu's eyes, instability has really begun. Looking at the current situation, Qi Jingyang has no chance of becoming the emperor, which means that as long as one

When the emperor dies, all their dissatisfaction will be overwhelming towards Qi Jingyang.

Rong Fu could not forget that when he was still serving in Qianning Palace, the emperor had just ascended the throne and executed and exiled several princes one after another... And the fate of those princes was probably Qi Jingyang's fate...

"Don't think about it, pack up quickly and hang up the white flags..." Rong Fu shook his head and whispered as he walked: "After leaving the palace, everything must be done according to folk rules. When Prince Jing was given the gift

In the house, everyone in the capital was singing and laughing, and the housewarming banquet alone lasted three days and three nights. It was Bingyu's prime year, and we can't compare with it. Except for the death of Princess Cong, His Royal Highness became Prince Cong, and moved from the East Palace.

Arriving at Prince Cong's Mansion is not a happy event..."

Zhao Peiyu's body was carried to the mourning hall. The body of Prince Qian had been placed here, but now it was Zhao Peiyu's body that was sleeping. White streamers had already been hung in the mourning hall. Everyone placed Zhao Peiyu in the middle of the mourning hall. Han Yao knelt beside him and cried.

burst into tears.

Zhao Peiyu has no family in Shangjing and no heirs. Now only Hanyao and the maids from Heyuan are behind to express their condolences.

It was just dawning at this time, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the mourning hall.

The carved jade is used as a coffin, the inscriptions are used as coffins, the maple and maple seals are used as the title, the armored soldiers are used as piercing armor, the old and the weak are burdened with earth, the temple food is too fast, and it is dedicated to the city of ten thousand households. The palace musicians sing in unison, and the sky is filled with yellow paper

, the cry was pitiful. A group of people were all wearing white clothes and linen, and they were buckled every nine steps to warn them of filial piety.

All the hustle and bustle behind him had nothing to do with Qi Jingyang. He walked alone to the courtyard where he lived. This was the courtyard where Prince Qian once lived. No one had lived in it for decades. However, according to the clever thinking when designing the courtyard at that time,

The courtyard is still refreshing.

At the entrance, there is a winding verandah, and the stones under the steps form a corridor. There are two or three small rooms above, one light and two dark, with beds, chairs and desks built together on the floor. From the inner room, there is another room.

From the small door, you can see the backyard, where there are large pear trees and plantains. There are also two small steps. A gap suddenly opens under the backyard wall, and a clear spring is located.

Go to the front yard, circle under the bamboo and come out.

Qi Jingyang walked into the room. The whole room was covered with dark red Turkish brocade decorated with golden flowers. He must have been a man who loved to travel around the world and had an unruly soul.

In the recess of the room, there is something like a couch, with several Arabian swords placed on it. The scabbards are gold-plated, and the hilts are inlaid with crystal-clear gems. A Venetian glass lamp hangs from the ceiling.

The colors and colors are all charming; the Turkish carpet under your feet is ankle-deep; several door curtains hang down in front of the door, and another door leads to the second room, which seems to be illuminated magnificently.

The backyard is full of herbs, and there are planned medicinal gardens. The windows are not completely closed. After being wet with dew all night, the fragrance of earth and herbs comes from the backyard. Qi Jingyang and the Emperor Qian

He has never met his uncle, but his preferences can be seen from the furnishings of his current palace, and his soul is also empathizing with Uncle Qian who left decades ago.

I think that when the emperor's uncle left, he was about the same age as himself and at the age when he was playful.

Qi Jingyang continued to walk inside. The second room was very simple in furnishings, but very gorgeous. The room was round, with a circle of fixed benches against the wall. The benches, walls, and ceilings were all decorated with ornate

The magnificent animal skins are as soft as the most precious carpets when you step on them; among them are lion skins with fluffy manes, tiger skins with colorful stripes, and leopard skins that have appeared in front of Qi Jingyang.

Bear skins and fox skins in the big forest; these animal skins are thickly laid one on top of another, as if walking on a racecourse with the lushest grass, or lying on the most luxurious bed.

The dark window faced the same courtyard and was equipped with the same fence. There was a spider web between the railings that was probably twenty-five years old. The one was used for twenty-five years. It was originally a green curtain, because it was attached to the sun.

, has now faded. Next to the window is still the black table, covered with a tablecloth that was also green earlier but is now full of spots.

There is a big, black inkstand and a lot of pens, inks, papers and inkstones on the table, all fixed on a seat. There is also a big bookshelf next to it, which is filled with all the collections and calligraphy treasures of Prince Qian.

.

There is also a pair of brass candlesticks next to it, which no one uses to light candles anymore, and a pair of copper scissors for cutting candle wicks, which no one uses anymore. An iron bed with a thin mattress,

Hanging on it is a curved bow and arrow that looks brand new and has never been used.

On the wall hangs a drapery embroidered with hunting pictures with gold and silver silk threads. The embroidery work was considered the most exquisite at that time. The bed is covered with an equally rich silk cover, and a short purple curtain is hung around it. The chairs are also

They all have colorful covers, one of which is particularly tall, with a carved ivory footstool in front of it. There are at least four silver lamp stands, lit with tall candles, illuminating the whole room.

Qi Jingyang stood in front of this wall and looked at it, thinking about what kind of life Uncle Qian Huang lived. If Byte Ji had not been a prince from the beginning, would his life have been much easier than his life?

Qi Jingyang turned around again and saw only a fragrant smoke from the Daxuan furnace, curling up continuously. The wall clothes on the east side were bathed in the sunlight, and the gold and jade brocade attached to them reflected a dazzling brilliance. The central hall Hanging is an ink dragon by Chen Suoweng, with teeth and claws about to fly down. On the west wall is a landscape of horses and animals. The soft and soft brushwork is about to protrude from the silk surface, making people forget that it is Sitting in a house in Beijing is very comfortable.

After looking around again, Qi Jingyang was feeling tired, so he returned to his dormitory to rest. The style of this dormitory was still the same as when Prince Qian lived in the past. After receiving the order, the servants of Prince Qian's Palace also hurriedly tidied up.

Inside the dormitory hall, I saw cloud-top sandalwood beams, crystal jade as lamps, pearls as curtains, and gold as pillar foundations. A six-foot-wide agarwood bed was hung with a crocodile gauze tent, embroidered with pearls and silver threads all over the tent. The begonia flowers are swaying in the wind, like a magical sea falling into the clouds. There is a sapphire fragrant pillow on the couch, covered with soft silkworm ice mat, stacked with jade belts and quilts. There is a huge hanging on the top of the treasure in the palace. The bright moon beads shine like the bright moon. The ground is covered with white jade, embedded with golden beads, and the ground is carved into a lotus, which blossoms into the shape of five lotus flowers. The petals are fresh and exquisite, and even the stamens are delicate and discernible. You can only step on it with bare feet. It feels warm and moist, and it is actually made of warm jade from Lantian. It is as straight as a jade lotus growing step by step. It is comparable to the extravagance of Pan Yuer's golden lotus step by step. Such poor workmanship is extremely beautiful, showing the style of royal luxury.

After Qi Jingyang walked around Prince Qian's Mansion, he couldn't help but feel a little bit about his father's good intentions. Perhaps from the beginning, he was similar to Uncle Qian, yearning for a free life and simple luxury and beauty. , it’s just that Qi Jingyang has been struggling as the prince and has been imprisoned in the East Palace for decades, and his heart can no longer accept such dazzling sunlight.

Qi Jingyang's heart is now filled with hatred. The warnings of Empress Mingxian and Prime Minister Lu are all flooding into his mind at this moment. The sight of Prince Qian's Mansion is not enough to make him linger. Qi Jingyang now clearly knows his situation. It is very dangerous. As soon as Qi Jingqin ascends the throne, he will not let him go.

His father thought that he could hide himself in Prince Qian's Mansion and live a prosperous and stable life forever without fighting with Qi Jingqin. However, Qi Jingyang knew Qi Jingqin too well, and he was not someone who would let him go easily.

Thinking like this, Qi Jingyang will start to come up with a careful plan to make both Xia Rongxin and Qi Jingqin pay the price. He does not expect to get back everything he has lost, but he hopes that Xia Rongxin and Qi Jingqin will not have an easy time.

Qi Jingyang sat alone for a while. At this time, a book on the desk was blown open by the wind. His eyes were scattered on the opened pages, and the morning sunlight was scattered on his eyelashes.

But his eyes were filled with bottomless depth, and flashed with heartbreaking sadness. Slowly raising his eyes, you could see that in his dark pupils, there was a heart-breaking story quietly hidden. In the past, from the seemingly calm, even ruthless, indifferent eyes, a concerned face was reflected. With the stiff corners of the mouth and a face without a smile, people can't help but feel that Qi Jingyang has experienced too many things. matter.

Use such eyes to accompany the blue sky without a trace of clouds, and the vast resentment will be sealed in the eyes; use such eyes to gaze at the greenery of the treetops, and the new suffering will be melted into the eyes; use such eyes to reflect like a mirror

He looked at the lake thoroughly, but he couldn't resolve his melancholy.

Qi Jingyang thought of those who died because of him. He supported his head with his hands. After a while, he began to sob again and once again tried to cover up his pain with his hands. His sobs turned into a continuous whisper.

cry.

As he cried like this, his fists slowly clenched, as if he was bound to achieve his determination.

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