The Palace of Suoqing and the Palace of Love locked up feelings, but they failed to lock up her person.
Ye Liyuan stood in the courtyard, with his hands behind his back, slightly raising his eyes and looking at the green trees in the courtyard.
Ziyuan supported Yujin and just stepped into Suoqing Hall when she heard Ye Liyuan sigh in a low voice, her voice full of regret and pain: "Qianqian, it was I who failed you after all."
He remembered that day when she knelt stubbornly in front of him and looked at him with pleading eyes. She asked him to give her a chance. She said that as long as she waited for three more days, she would be able to refine the antidote.
But he didn't believe her.
Ye Liyuan smiled bitterly, recalling everything in the past, he had never believed her.
When Yu Jin saw Ye Liyuan, tears fell down: "It was you, it was you who killed the princess."
Ye Liyuan paused and turned around: "You are right, it was me who killed Qian Qian."
Ziyuan's expression changed, and she quickly walked to Ye Liyuan's side and explained: "Please forgive Yujin, Your Majesty. She has just recovered from a serious illness, so there will inevitably be some conflicts between her words."
"What she said is true, what crime is she guilty of?" Ye Liyuan smiled bitterly, with a sickly look on his jade-like face.
"If it weren't for you, the princess would not have been sent to a remote mountain villa and would not have died there." Yu Jin looked at Ye Liyuan ferociously, "The princess loves you so much, why did you hurt her?"
He was hurt again and again until she was completely naked.
Ziyuan looked coldly and said to Yujin: "Yujin, please stop saying a few words."
Yu Jin cried and said: "I... I just feel bad for the princess... It's really worthless... The princess loves the prince so much, why doesn't the prince believe in the princess? Now that the princess is gone, what's the point of everything?
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Ziyuan's eyes were red. She supported Yujin and walked into the house. She sighed softly: "Yujin, didn't you realize that the prince was also very sad? The death of the princess was not his wish."
The tears in her eyes were like unstoppable pearls: "I...I also know...but..."
Ziyuan turned her head and looked at Ye Liyuan's desolate back, feeling countless emotions in her heart.
The sky was slightly green, misty and misty. It was obviously a hot summer day, but a sultry heat suddenly rose in the air. Before he could recover from his thoughts, light rain was already falling from the sky.
Ye Liyuan's tall figure stood in the rain, letting the rain soak him.
Ziyuan walked up to Ye Liyuan holding a paper umbrella, and her voice was as cold as the cold rain: "My lord, if the princess sees that you don't cherish your body so much, she will definitely be very sad."
Ye Liyuan was stunned: "She...will she be sad for me?"
Ziyuan raised her eyes and stared at Ye Liyuan: "How does the princess treat the prince? I think the prince knows best."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ye Liyuan's mouth, and his pale face finally had a hint of rosy. He turned around and walked away from Suoqing Hall. He had a clear understanding of Bai Qiqian's feelings for him.
Three days later, the Holy Emperor issued an edict to commend Bai Qiqian. From then on, the name of Fuyao Princess Bai Qiqian spread throughout the Jinhui Dynasty.
On the day when her coffin was delivered to the imperial mausoleum, all the people sent her coffin to her.
Ye Liyuan knelt down in front of her coffin, with manly tears falling from his eyes. He held the coffin with one hand: "Qianqian, I have owed you a lot in this life. When we meet in hell one day, we can complain again."
Many concubines followed, each with different expressions on their faces.
It was raining heavily. Among the crowd, a woman in white clothes whispered to the old man next to her: "This funeral is much grander than the one when he married Bai Qiqian. Suddenly I felt
Somewhat mocking.”
The old man said lightly: "Idiot, if you don't cherish it while you are alive, you will do these useless things after death. Don't you know that people are completely unconscious after death?"
She couldn't see his face clearly from the distance, but she understood that there was a touch of sadness between his brows.
For a moment, she wanted to reach out and smooth the sadness between his brows.
The old man looked at Bai Qiqian and said softly: "I've seen it, let's go back."
Bai Qiqian nodded and turned around. Tears filled the corners of her eyes, but her heart gradually became cold.
The sky and the earth were vast, and accompanied by an old and heavy voice, the big red coffin belonging to his Princess Yuan was carried into the imperial mausoleum. The huge stone sealing the door slowly fell, and all the dust fell away.
Ye Liyuan stood up and looked around, a desolate figure gathered into the final color in his eyes.
There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, but this smile made people extremely sad. She had obviously entered the imperial mausoleum, so how could she feel her familiar figure?
Bai Qiqian, if the relationship between you and me was destined to end in tragedy, why would you bother to force this marriage?
After forcing this marriage, why did you bother to awaken my dusty heart? Do you know how much I want to intertwine my hands with you, interlock our fingers, hold them tightly, and never let go.
The air seemed to be filled with her breath, allowing him to easily see the past between the two of them.
Tangled with thoughts, she looked at him childishly but firmly, her eyes full of indignation and unwillingness, and she said: "Ye Liyuan, I swear I will never go down to court." I vowed not to go down to court, she would be entangled with him for the rest of my life.
She also said to him very domineeringly: "Ye Liyuan, from now on, I want to live in your heart."
Qianqian, I was waiting for you to live in my heart, but why are you suddenly no longer by my side? This parting was so sudden that it caught me off guard.
In this world, things are always unpredictable and can easily lead to disaster.
Bits and pieces floated in my heart, and finally turned into a heavy sigh. It was long and far away, passing through the clouds, and I didn’t know where it would land.
Back at the palace, Ye Liyuan dismissed Ziyuan and Yujin and lived alone in the house where Bai Qiqian once lived.
There is an exquisite small incense burner in the room, and ambergris is burning in the incense burner. This kind of fragrance is very unique, with an intoxicating charm. The light fragrance spreads on the tip of the nose, and Ye Liyuan's expression becomes a little more...
In a trance.
The night gradually deepened, the red candles swayed in the wind, and drops of red tears fell on the ground, condensing into the shape of teardrops.
In the quiet courtyard, the woman's slender jade-like hands were holding the carved railings of the red door, as cold as water.
The old man beside her stood not far away, looking at her with a softer look. He knew that she was not a simple person, but he did not expect that she was Princess Yuan who developed the antidote to the epidemic.
The old man is not a meddlesome person, and he has never asked about Bai Qiqian. He knows that everyone has some secrets in their hearts that they don't want to be touched.
Bai Qiqian opened the door and quietly walked into Suoqing Hall.
The fragrant and dark fragrance, the familiar incense burning slowly, reminded her of the favor he showed her that day.
Through the half-open window, she saw Ye Liyuan wearing a moon-white brocade robe and a sapphire crown binding his hair. His pale and stunning face was exhausted, which made Bai Qiqian's heart ache slightly.
If you love too deeply, it is not easy to let go.
Ye Liyuan was sitting behind the sapphire desk, holding a pen and ink, not knowing what to write on the rice paper.
After a while, a cold figure suddenly appeared on the rice paper, with several thick and light strokes, vivid and penetrating into the wood. Ye Liyuan stared at the woman in the painting with a sad expression.
After a long time, he reached out his hand and gently caressed the charming face of the woman in the painting.
The cold wind blew in frequently, and the rice paper jumped up. Bai Qiqian caught a glimpse of the figure on the paper, and her eyes dimmed instantly. She retreated into the yard and whispered to the old man: "Let's go."
The old man responded and used Qinggong to take Bai Qiqian out of the courtyard.
Ye Liyuan, who was inside the room, frowned, with a touch of sadness on his brows, and said to himself: "Qianqian, I seemed to hear your voice again just now."
He was indeed possessed by a demon. Ye Liyuan raised the corners of his mouth in mockery and let out a long sigh.
After leaving the palace, the old man asked: "Have you done everything?"
Bai Qiqian smiled bitterly: "I don't have anything to do. I just want to go back and have a look." After all, that is where she has always lived, and she always misses it.
The old man did not tell Bai Qiqian's lies: "What has passed has passed. From now on, you can live a good life by yourself."
Bai Qiqian was stunned and asked: "Old man, aren't you going to take me in?"
The old man said in surprise: "When did I say I wanted to take you in?"
Bai Qiqian curled her lips and suddenly asked: "Uncle Xiliang, are you noble this year?"
"Fifty to two, why are you asking me this?" Uncle Xiliang rolled his eyes at Bai Qiqian, feeling baffled by her sudden question.
"I want to recognize you as my father." Bai Qiqian looked at Uncle Xiliang seriously.
"I have a son and a daughter, so I don't need another daughter." Uncle Xiliang glanced at Bai Qiqian and changed the subject.
"I know you have no children." Bai Qiqian exposed his lie. Anyway, she was already alone, and she was not afraid of the troubles that would happen to Uncle Xiliang.
When Uncle Xiliang heard what Bai Qiqian said, his expression suddenly became ferocious: "What did you say?"
Bai Qiqian said nonchalantly: "Uncle Xiliang, everyone always has unavoidable reasons for making choices. Fame and wealth are just floating clouds. When a person dies, there is nothing."
"You...you don't mind it?" Uncle Xiliang's face looked a little shocked.
"There is nothing to dislike." Bai Qiqian said seriously.
"What I used to do was murder people's lives." For example, he once obeyed someone's order and killed people all over the house.
"No matter how many evil things you have done in the past, just to survive, I believe you must have been unable to help yourself. What's more, you are not the only one in this world who has done evil things. Look at those in high positions.
Among the powerful people, who has not had blood on his hands?"
"Daughter, I'm different from them." Uncle Xiliang said with a smile. The smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit cunning. He even changed his name, which showed that he agreed to Bai Qiqian.
"Dad, I'll take care of you from now on." Bai Qiqian felt happy, at least she had a place to live for the time being.
If Uncle Xiliang knew that Bai Qiqian was here just to hang out and eat and drink, he would definitely not recognize his daughter.