This year's winter came very early, with strong winds and heavy snow, and dark sunshine. The imperial capital of the distant country also ushered in an unprecedented desertedness.
The distant emperor Yi Huaiyu, who had set off wars in all directions for several years, suddenly went into state mourning. No one knew for whom. It seemed that no one in the palace had passed away. Probably only the loyal ministers who pricked their ears in the court every day knew something about it.
The young national master who was full of talent but suddenly "resigned and returned to his hometown" could not survive the cold of that year and passed away suddenly before the arrival of the biggest snow scene.
When the news came to the palace, Yi Huaiyu was reviewing the memorial. As soon as Tao Shihai whispered the news in his ear, Yi Huaiyu's expression suddenly changed. He overturned the tables and chairs and tore up all the memorials and books. His madness scared Tao Shihai and others. He knelt down and kowtowed. Later, when Tao Shihai saw that no one could stop him, he hurriedly sent someone to invite Ou Suiliang into the palace. The two of them worked together to stop Yi Huaiyu's crazy behavior. Just when Tao Shihai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Yi Huaiyu Yu held his desk on the desk and vomited out a large mouthful of dark red blood.
Ever since the seventh prince Yi Chenjing was sent to Zhao Kingdom and Yi Huaiyu became seriously ill as a result, his body was no longer as strong as before and went from bad to worse.
Perhaps the sudden news was too exciting. Yi Huaiyu, who was once again conquering Zhao State in order to revive his military strength, fell ill and was unable to get up from his bed for a whole month. At that time, Su Shiyun was still an abandoned concubine in the cold palace, and the other concubines They were all focused on competing for favor and supremacy, fighting openly and secretly, and there was no one who could take care of Yi Huaiyu. Ou Suiliang originally placed his hope on Sima Tulan, but after visiting Huanqing Palace once, he never mentioned this matter again. thing.
"What does his life or death have to do with me?"
Ou Suiliang clearly remembered Sima Duran's cold expression that day. There was only lifelessness and a trace of resentment in those bright eyes that should have been lively and lively.
"You don't need to tell me anything about Yi Huaiyu in the future. I have no interest in knowing."
Naturally, Ou Suiliang would not believe Sima Tulan's cold and heartless words - if she really meant it, why would she have a trace of sadness flowing from the corners of her eyes when she turned to leave? However, Ou Suiliang could not guess how bad the relationship between Sima Tulan and Yi Huaiyu was. Until one day I accidentally saw Yuzhi crying while holding a letter.
The letter was written by Shen Junfang. After Shen Junfang passed away, he was sent to the palace by a mysterious person and handed directly to Sima Tulan. Yuzhi said that she did not know who the mysterious person was, and there was no name written on the signature of the letters, but she just knew , those letters were written by Shen Junfang to Sima Dulan, but they were never handed over to others for forwarding. It seemed that Shen Junfang just wanted to keep them by his side for himself to read.
There are more than thirty letters in total, each one is neatly handwritten and full of thoughts and regrets.
"The last thing I should do in this life is to deliberately pass by my empress that year."
"I originally thought that emotions were just like the current situation and could be controlled at will. Only when I got deeply involved did I realize that only the human heart and emotions in this world cannot be controlled. However, it was too late when I wanted to repent and retreat. , a big mistake has been made.”
"Actually, I have never blamed the emperor, nor have I complained that the empress refused to accept me. Jun Fang has long been satisfied with being able to follow the emperor and protect the empress for so many years."
"After my death, I hope that your Majesty will not place the blame on the Emperor, and I don't want your Majesty to feel any self-blame for this. Your Majesty has always maintained her unswerving loyalty to the Emperor, and I am the only one who betrayed me."
"I have written all my thoughts over the years into a book. I don't know if this book will ever be passed on to anyone. If so, it would be great, so that someone can replace me and continue to serve the emperor wholeheartedly.
I will try my best to plan the country and fulfill my last wish."
"I've been sleeping more and more these days, but my heart is clearer than ever. I suddenly thought, maybe dying alone in Chenxia is the best ending? After all, I have sinned heavily."
"I probably won't see the spring of next year. I have always wanted to paint a picture for my empress, but it seems I will never have the chance. Her smile has always been in my heart, and it has never faded for many, many years."
"You are so in love with your empress, but this is the only thing that will never change."
There was a large amount of blood on the last letter. Judging from the time it was written, it seemed to be the day Shen Junfang closed his eyes and slept peacefully.
Ou Suiliang didn't stop Yuzhi from burning these letters - he knew Sima Duran's temper. If this thing would make Sima Duran sad, it would be better to disappear, lest she would always see things and miss others, which would make her more miserable.
Approaching a dead end of grudges and grudges.
In the early spring of the next year, Yi Huaiyu recovered from his illness, Sima Dalan's ban on the cold palace was abolished, and General Sima Yuan, who had been detained in Zhao for half a year, was brought back to the imperial capital. There was no wind and waves on the border between the two countries.
Peaceful stage.
The next year, when it started to drizzle in the imperial capital, Ou Suiliang took the initiative to ask Ying to go to the border to train soldiers and horses, and Su Shiyun was accompanying him.
In fact, no one outside the palace knew that Su Shiyun left the palace. After missing his son and falling ill several times and almost dying, Yi Huaiyu had to secretly send Su Shiyun to Zhaoguo so that she could meet Yi Chenjing. Although there were many dangers along the way,
Fortunately, Suiliang accidentally protected her and Su Shiyun met the two girls who took care of Yi Chenjing at that time. This was also the reason why Yaoguo and Zhaoguo fell into war again many years later.
"Mother, I will definitely return to Zhao Kingdom and get back what belongs to us." Yi Chenjing, who was not yet ten years old, became cold and calm, hugging her thin mother tightly in the open field, "Didn't my father not want us?"
?Then I will let him know that he is wrong, and I am the one who can carry forward the great cause."
Ou Suiliang didn't know about this, and Su Shiyun didn't tell him. The tears in her red eyes were interpreted as excitement to see her son again, rather than panic. Su Shiyun met the little princess Hongxiao of Zhaoguo in private and asked her to take good care of Yi.
Chen Jing, but Su Shiyun didn't know who to ask to help her son, who had developed hatred during his long suffering. After returning to the palace with full of worries, he soon received another piece of not-so-good news.
The depressed general Sima Yuan, who lived a life of shame, breathed his last in front of Sima Tulan.
Sima Yuan suffered a lot of harsh treatment in the Zhao Kingdom, and his physical condition has been in poor condition since returning to the country. Although Sima Tulan tried his best to find the best doctors and the best medicinal materials, he still could not prevent Sima Yuan from becoming increasingly exhausted, and died in Sima Yuan.
Afterwards, it seemed that no one in the world could restrain Sima Duran.
Will Queen Dayao, who has been let down for half her life, use her remaining power to take revenge on the ruthless and unjust emperor?
Su Shiyun was a little worried, but she could do nothing. She could only be imprisoned in the deserted Lianchenxuan, looking at the empty sky every day and waiting for the day she would be reunited with her son.
Without any reason or sign, Ou Suiliang suddenly returned to the imperial capital from the border and rushed into the bedroom to interrupt Yi Huaiyu's rare short nap.
"Does Your Majesty plan to live like this for the rest of his life? Hiding the truth from the Queen and bearing all the hatred alone?" There was no etiquette or rules at all. Ou Suiliang's question was direct and sharp, like a steel knife stabbing Yi Huaiyu's heart.