Turning around suddenly and meeting Xuanzong's indifferent expression, Huang Bazi suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter was so sad and shrill, like a short tomb where all a woman's longing for love was buried.
"Since giving birth to Yu Zhang, Your Majesty has stopped coming to my Lingxiao Palace. For ten years, I have been alone in this deserted palace, and loneliness has been my best friend!"
"I am trying to get along with powerful ministers just to find a good family for Yuzhang. Your Majesty, do you understand my mother's heart?"
As soon as the words came out, Huang Bazi felt that the resentment he had suppressed for a long time finally found an outlet, "Yuzhang is well-behaved and sensible, but because of my humble background, I suffered a lot of stupidity in the harem!"
Putting his hand on his painful chest, Huang Bazi burst into tears, "If I could choose, I would rather stay in the countryside of Handan forever and never enter the heavenly home again!"
Xuan Zongning looked at Huang Bazi's discolored face, stood up silently, and walked slowly to her side.
His generous and warm palm suddenly touched her cheek with pity, and looking directly into her tearful eyes, Xuanzong said slowly: "Xiulin, I used to love you so much. It's not because of your beauty, I love you the most.
It’s your innocent heart!”
Huang Bazi gradually calmed down and looked into Xuanzong's warm and profound eyes. Gradually, anger surged like spring waves in his eyes, "Xiulin, why did you kill my Nanyun!? Why!?
"
He felt the fingers touching his face tremble slightly, and there was an uncontrollable trembling sound at the end of the words.
Huang Bazi suddenly smiled, his eyes were blazing, and he said quietly: "Because, as long as she is here, you will not be able to remember my Yu Zhang."
After saying that, she looked directly at Xuanzong provocatively, but she saw a look of disgust as cold as autumn frost in his eyes.
Huang Bazi couldn't help but burst into laughter, breaking away from the warmth of Xuanzong's palm on her cheek. She slowly walked to a glazed palace lantern, lowered her eyes and watched the candle flame dancing, and said in a calm tone: "Your Majesty
Do you want me to die?"
In the yellowish candlelight, Xuanzong quietly stared at the woman who had been with him for twenty years.
Suddenly he felt that she was so strange. He remained silent and just looked at her with eyes that were like dark fire.
After a long time, Xuanzong slowly turned away and said in a deep voice: "I have already told Zhong Ming that you will be taken to Jinyong City tomorrow to wait for your fate."
Xuanzong's face looked particularly gloomy under the dim candlelight, "Since you are the mother of Yuzhang, I will not publicize what you did to the world. I will only say that you died of illness."
Huang Bazi's eyes turned cold, like the cold winter snow, he gathered up his black hair on his temples, and a strange and charming smile gradually appeared on his lips.
Rourou turned around, bowed to Xuanzong, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, don't bother, I don't want to go to that Jinyong City. I will make my own decision in Lingxiao Palace tonight."
Xuanzong looked at her with a look of sadness on his face, "That's all, I'm sure."
He sighed slightly, his expression also filled with sadness, "After your death, you will be buried in Lishan Mountain as a concubine. I will not treat you poorly."
After saying that, Xuanzong put his hands behind his hands and was about to leave. Huang Bazi couldn't help but raise his slender arms, and his voice was clear and unparalleled, "Your Majesty, I have a request, and I hope your Majesty will grant it!"
There was a moment of silence, like soft waves stirred up by a carelessly fallen green willow leaf.
Huang Bazi straightened his expression, but his eyes were unknowingly aroused, and he said softly: "I deserve my punishment, but Yu Zhang is not guilty. After my concubine dies, I hope that your majesty will marry her to Lin Wei, the son of General Huben."
Xuan Zong's handsome eyebrows were raised slightly, and he calmed down again for a moment, and said coldly: "Okay, I promise you." After saying that, he let out a long sigh and strode out of Lingxiao Palace.
With a high-pitched and indifferent "Let's go——", Huang Bazi's eyelashes suddenly closed, and strong tears flowed down. Only one side, her body drew a graceful arc in the air, and then slowly fell to the ground.
On the bright bluestone with countless soaring flowers blooming.
There is still a delicate and exquisite bottle tightly clutched in the warm hand, and the dark red blood stains oozing from the corners of the lips are like newly blooming roses in summer, gorgeous and sad.
"Empress, Empress, what's wrong with you!" Huan Yin frowned, eyes widened, and anxiously hugged Huang Bazi's soft body.
A flash of bright red color suddenly appeared in his eyes. Huan Yin was so frightened that he turned his head and shouted outside the palace: "Your Majesty, something is wrong! Call the imperial doctor quickly!"
The white sand in the leak gently slides across the inner wall of the glass, accumulating bit by bit to form the tangible gesture of invisible time.
The panicked palace attendants rushed into the Likui Palace, with cold sweat covering their entire foreheads. Until it dripped onto the neck, the palace attendants were shocked to realize that the lining of the pink lotus palace dress had already been soaked through.
It was dark at that time, and Princess Yuzhang, who loved embroidery, was quietly picking up a thin silver needle and embroidering a pair of butterflies on the brocade.
The plump oval face of the cool-looking Huang Bazi has a faint smile. The years are quiet and the beauty is like this.
The palace attendant slowed down his steps anxiously, his eyes filled with tears. He knelt down with a plop and lowered his head and said in a childish voice: "Princess Yuzhang, Empress Huang Bazi, died just now!"
Princess Yuzhang was horrified, her beautiful face was full of doubts, her heart seemed to be pulled to her throat by tangled thoughts, and her heart was filled with pain and suspicion, "What are you talking about? My mother-in-law is doing well, how could this happen?"
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Princess Yuzhang was about to ask the palace people for details when suddenly, the dull bells suddenly echoed in the palace, which was the death knell.
Princess Yuzhang felt countless strange noises roaring in her head, as if an ignorant musician was playing messy instrumental music.
Hot white mist billowed in front of my eyes, and the pain in my heart could not be suppressed and spread throughout my body, "Mother Concubine! Mother Concubine!" Her raven-colored eyelashes suddenly closed, and her billowing tears suddenly soaked her gown.
After a slow pause, Lu Qizi's face showed a hint of sadness, and he said softly: "There is another living woman missing in this world."
Princess Yangzhai heard the loneliness in her tone and hurriedly raised her delicate face like a hibiscus, wanting to say something to comfort Lu Qizi.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Feng, who was serving Lu Qizi at this moment, was about to lift up the Liu Yi pattern curtain and was about to come in. When she raised her eyes, she saw her empress Lu and her daughter hugging each other. She unconsciously said with a smile: "Hey, look at empress and princess like this.
The love between mother and daughter is so deep that I really envy this slave."
After a pause, Aunt Feng seemed to remember something, her eyes suddenly darkened, and she whispered softly: "Poor Princess Yuzhang is not so lucky."
Princess Yangzhai, who was lying in the tender embrace of her mother-in-law, became increasingly suspicious. She couldn't help but turn around and look at Aunt Feng, and asked anxiously: "Is it Huang Bazi who died tonight?"
Aunt Feng, who was holding Taoling Shoucheng's tea tray in her hand, nodded quietly, walked slowly towards Lu Qizi, and replied: "Yes, I just heard the news from Lingxiao Palace." (To be continued)