Murong Jingwan was awakened by the quarrel between Xuan Ningyi and Xuan Ningxuan. She slowly opened her eyes, only to see one person fell to the ground and the other frowned.
"Wan'er, you're awake!" Xuan Ningyi got up from the ground in surprise.
Xuan Ningxuan turned to look at Murong Jingwan, and took the first step to hold Murong Jingwan in his arms.
"Jingwan, I will definitely bring little Xuanche back to you safely." Xuan Ningxuan said solemnly.
Murong Jingwan leaned quietly in Xuan Ningxuan's arms and did not push him away.
"Wan'er." A trace of jealousy flashed in Xuan Ningyi's eyes, reminding Murong Jingwan of his existence.
Murong Jingwan slowly pushed Xuan Ningxuan away with a smile on her lips, as if little Xuanche had never been taken away.
"Jingwan"
"Wan'er"
They both shouted in unison, Murong Jingwan's look frightened them.
"What's wrong? The three of us are finally together, why am I crying? Xuan, can you ask the guard to buy wine? We won't come back until we get drunk?" Murong Jingwan said coquettishly.
Xuan Ningxuan smiled and nodded, feeling in a trance for a while, as if he had returned to the time when Murong Jingwan had forgotten everything. Those days were the most beautiful memories of his life.
"No need, Wan'er, you have forgotten that the Shuiyun Palace treasures the finest daughter's red. I will go and get it now."
She was drunk and in pain together.
When Xuan Ningyi came back with the wine, Xuan Ningxuan was still looking at Murong Jingwan affectionately. He had never seen Xuan Ningxuan like that.
"Yi, you're back." Murong Jingwan quickly got out of bed and pulled Xuan Ningyi and Xuan Ningxuan to sit down in front of the stone table.
Murong Jingwan took the wine jar and poured wine for the two of them herself. Xuan Ningyi and Xuan Ningxuan quickly drank the wine in their glasses.
"Wan'er, let's not get drunk tonight." Xuan Ningyi poured herself another glass of wine from the wine jar in Murong Jingwan's hand.
"Yes, let's not get drunk tonight." Xuan Ningxuan took the wine jar from Xuan Ningyi's hand and took a big gulp.
Murong Jingwan nodded with tears in her eyes, and quickly sealed their acupuncture points when the two of them were not paying attention.
Xuan Ningyi and Xuan Ningxuan looked at Murong Jingwan in confusion, not understanding why she would do this.
"Wan'er, why do you want to seal our acupuncture points?" Xuan Ningyi asked in a panic, with an ominous premonition rising in his heart.
Murong Jingwan did not answer but tapped Xuan Ningyi's mute point and then sealed Xuan Ningxuan's mute point.
Looking at the two people reluctantly, Murong Jingwan took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Yi, Xuan, we can't defeat Murong Zheng. But Murong Zheng must die. Only when he dies will the capital return to peace. Mother.
My mother said that I really miss her, as if she were the same person. Now I understand why my mother asked me to wear a mask, not because I am the master of Shuiyun Palace, but because my face is the most advantageous to deal with Murong Zheng.
Weapons. Murong Zheng will never forget his mother in his heart. He will definitely return to Murong Mansion. His mother’s spiritual place is in Murong Mansion. Your acupuncture points will be unlocked in three hours. At that time, please remember to go to Murong Mansion to bring Cheer back.
Take good care of him as he grows up."
Tears slowly slid down her fair cheeks, but Murong Jingwan smiled, her smile was sad. Murong Jingwan walked directly to the door without looking back, and she didn't want to look back.
Xuan Ningxuan watched Murong Jingwan leave with a clear expression, watching her go to die, but there was nothing he could do.
Tears fell down the corners of Xuan Ningyi's eyes. He didn't want Murong Jingwan to die, he wanted her to live well.
"Your Majesty," the guards guarding outside Shuiyun Palace saw Murong Jingwan coming out and immediately greeted her, saying respectfully.
"The Emperor has ordered that no one is allowed to enter and disturb." Murong Jingwan said in a deep voice.
"I obey," the guards guarding outside the palace said in unison.
Murong Jingwan slowly turned around, looked at Shuiyun Palace with a smile, and said in her heart: "Yi, Xuan, I hope you can become true brothers."
Quickly wiping away the unsatisfactory tears on her face, Murong Jingwan no longer felt nostalgic and walked directly in the direction of Murong's Mansion.
Back at Murong Mansion, it was still dark, so Murong Jingwan went directly to Shui Zhiqing's bedroom.
Pushing open the bedroom door, the furnishings in the room have not changed at all. There is not a trace of dust in the room that has been unoccupied for a long time. There is a smile on the corner of Murong Jingwan's lips, which means her chances of winning are even greater.
Murong Jingwan walked directly to the cabinet, took out Shui Zhiqing's favorite clothes, and slowly changed out of her clothes. Then she sat in front of the bronze mirror and dressed up carefully.
"Mother, please bless Che'er to turn danger into good, and bless Jingwan to kill Murong Zheng." Murong Jingwan said with a smile and walked out of Shui Zhiqing's bedroom.
In the ancestral hall of the Murong family, Murong Jingwan, holding a wine jar in her hand, met Murong Zheng and Xiao Xuanche.
Little Xuanche was held in Murong Zheng's arms. He neither cried nor fussed. His eyes were closed tightly, as if he had been tapped on the sleep point.
Murong Zheng noticed that someone had broken into the ancestral hall and turned around quickly, but was shocked.
"Zhi...Qing..." Murong Zheng took a long time to find his voice.
"Master, I'm back, I'm back to see you." Murong Jingwan said with a smile, and slowly walked towards Murong Zheng.
"You are Murong Jingwan!" Murong Zheng suddenly shouted loudly.
"Master, I'm Zhiqing, I'm back. I'm back to tell you what I haven't finished saying, I love you, I fell in love with you a long time ago, but you don't know." Murong Jingwan seduced Murong Zheng.
Murong Zheng's eyes gradually became blurry. It was his Zhiqing, the same clothes, the same eyes, the same voice, but with different feelings. This was the first time Shui Zhiqing said she loved him, how could she call him
No surprise.
"Master, are you not happy that I'm back? Why are you still holding that child?" Murong Jingwan said coquettishly, showing all the tenderness that Shui Zhiqing had never shown before in front of Murong Zheng.
Murong Zheng, who was bewitched, placed little Xuanche on the coffin and slowly walked towards Murong Jingwan.
Murong Jingwan took Murong Zheng's arm with her hand, rested her head on Murong Zheng's shoulder, and led Murong Zheng out of the ancestral hall.
When Murong Jingwan came to the ancestral hall, she had already smeared herself with rosemary, a kind of incense that can cause hallucinations.
Taking Murong Zheng to the hall of Murong's house, Murong Jingwan gently filled the table with wine, put one cup into Murong Zheng's hand, and another cup into her own hand.
"Master, we didn't drink any wine on our wedding night. Let's make up for the regrets of the past today." Murong Jingwan looked at Murong Zheng with a smile. She had put a poison in the wine, a poison that cannot be cured.
. They could have killed Murong Zheng when he was lost, but Murong Jingwan chose to die together. Because living is too painful, only when she dies can Xuan Ningyi and Xuan Ningxuan truly let go.
Find their happiness.
Murong Zheng looked at Shui Zhiqing affectionately. He had never seen Shui Zhiqing like this before, and quickly drank the wine in his hand. Murong Jingwan slowly drank the wine in the glass, and a tear fell silently from her eyes.
The corners of his eyes slipped.
Although the poison administered by Murong Jingwan is incurable, it will not kill people immediately. She has to watch Xuan Ningxuan and Xuan Ningyi arrive and see them holding Che'er safely in their hands, then she can feel at ease.
Leave.
Murong Zheng seemed to be fascinated by what he saw. Was he drunk? Why would Shui Zhiqing be so kind to him? If he was drunk, she would make him drunk completely. Murong Zheng picked up the wine jar and poured out the wine in the jar.
Drink it all.
Murong Jingwan suddenly laughed because she heard the footsteps and the panicked footsteps of Xuan Ningxuan and Xuan Ningyi. They were coming, and the poison in her body was about to take effect.
Xuan Ningyi and Xuan Ningxuan rushed into the hall at the same time. Murong Jingwan turned around slowly, with dark blood pouring out of her mouth.
"Jingwan!"
"Wan'er!"
Two painful sounds came out at the same time, and Xuan Ningxuan hurriedly hugged Murong Jingwan's sliding body.
Murong Zheng came back to his senses and glared at Murong Jingwan hatefully. He wanted to use his true energy, but suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood. Even with his deep internal energy, Murong Zheng couldn't resist the poison.
"Murong Jingwan, I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to dress up as your mother." As soon as Murong Zheng spoke, blood spurted out of his mouth again.
Murong Jingwan smiled faintly, "Don't you understand? My mother and the late emperor can never be together. She is your wife. Why don't you wait for her to look back? I believe my mother will definitely look back.
Just like me." Murong Jingwan turned her eyes to Xuan Ningxuan, stretched out her hand to touch Xuan Ningxuan's face tremblingly. "Just like me, at first I hated Xuan Ningxuan, hated him for killing my child, hated him for not being able to see
The truth is clear. But it still can’t change the fact that I love him.”
Xuan Ningxuan looked at Murong Jingwan happily. Murong Jingwan had never said she loved him so seriously as now.
Murong Zheng laughed loudly, "Love? Murong Jingwan, don't forget, he is your half-brother!"
Murong Zheng's words made Xuan Ningxuan's eyes widen in shock. That day at the imperial mausoleum, Murong Jingwan told him decisively that she, Murong Jingwan, loved Xuan Ningyi, and the child in her belly was also Xuan Ningyi's.
She had never loved him. Could it be that Murong Jingwan knew they were siblings and hurt him so much? Could it be that all three concubines in the palace were killed by Murong Zheng just because he hated Jingwan's mother?
"Jingwan, why didn't you tell me, why did you believe that person's words?" Xuan Ningxuan shouted at the top of his lungs.
More and more blood poured out of her mouth, and Murong Jingwan's consciousness became increasingly blurred. "Xuan... this is... true... we are brother and sister. But Che'er is our son, I'm sorry. If
It would be nice to tell you I love you sooner..."
"No...no...it's me...if I had always trusted you, we wouldn't have become like this. It doesn't matter if we are brothers and sisters. I'm not afraid. I want to be with you. I don't allow you to
Leave." Xuan Ningxuan hugged Murong Jingwan tightly, and the tears in his eyes kept falling on Murong Jingwan's face.
Murong Jingwan smiled happily, "Xuan...I didn't love the wrong person..." The hand caressing Xuan Ningxuan's cheek slowly fell, and her tearful eyes closed reluctantly.
"No, Jingwan, wake up, I love you, let's leave here, I don't want to be the emperor anymore." Xuan Ningxuan kept shaking Murong Jingwan's body, but Murong Jingwan could not open her eyes to respond to him.
Xuan Ningyi's body couldn't help shaking. He knew why Murong Jingwan chose to die together with Murong Zheng. She wanted him and Xuan Ningxuan to be happy.
"Wan'er, I'm sorry. I was too selfish and it was I who harmed you. You and Xuan Ningxuan are not brothers and sisters, you are just my imperial sister." Xuan Ning couldn't help but confess, but she could never bring Murong Jing back.
Looking back gently.
Xuan Ningxuan seemed to have lost his mind. He just held Murong Jingwan tightly and cried, as if he had never heard Xuan Ningyi's words.
Only Murong Zheng looked at Xuan Ningyi in panic. If Xuan Ningxuan was not the emperor's son, there was only one possibility. Xuan Ningxuan was his son.
"Xuan Ningyi...you said that...what evidence is there?" Murong Zheng shouted weakly, his consciousness began to blur.
Xuan Ningyi took out the letter left by Shui Zhiqing and threw it in front of Murong Zheng.
Murong Zheng picked up the letter tremblingly and couldn't help laughing after reading it. Murong Jingwan's words just now moved him. He had been waiting for Shui Zhiqing for so long, why didn't he continue to wait and wait for her to look back.
Xuan Ningxuan is his son and Xuan Che is his grandson. He caused the plague in Luoyang and almost killed his son, and he also wanted to harm his grandson.
"Zhiqing, even if I look back now, it's too late. Huang Quan Bi Luo, if you don't want to see me anymore, I killed your daughter." Murong Zheng's tears of regret fell from the corners of his eyes.
[If you want to see tragic children’s shoes, don’t read further when you see this]
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Murong Zheng stumbled to his feet and pushed Xuan Ningxuan away.
"What are you doing? Give Jingwan back to me!" Xuan Ningxuan's eyes flashed with anger. No one can take Jingwan away from him.
Murong Zheng ignored Xuan Ningxuan and asked him to do the last thing for Shui Zhiqing, hoping that Shui Zhiqing would look at him.
Xuan Ningxuan still wanted to stop him, but was held back by Xuan Ningyi.
"Xuan Ningxuan, can't you see that Murong is saving Wan'er." Xuan Ningyi said in a hoarse voice.
Xuan Ningxuan looked at Murong Zheng in confusion. Murong Zheng slowly introduced the poison from Murong Jingwan to his body. Murong Jingwan's pale face gradually turned rosy, and her closed eyes slowly moved.
.
After confirming that all the poison in Murong Jingwan's body had been transferred to his body, Murong Zheng slowly fell to the ground with a smile on his face, dark blood continuously pouring out of his mouth.
Xuan Ningxuan quickly hugged Murong Jingwan's fallen body, and Murong Jingwan slowly opened her eyes.
"Jingwan, are you awake?" Xuan Ningxuan said softly, with joy in his eyes.
"Am I already dead?" Murong Jingwan asked in confusion.
"It was Murong Zheng who saved you." Xuan Ningxuan had no feelings for Murong Zheng at all.
Murong Jingwan slowly turned her head to look at Murong Zheng who was lying on the ground. There was a smile on Murong Zheng's lips. He finally let go of his hatred and hoped that his mother could forgive him.
"Wan'er, I'm sorry, I'm too selfish. Not long after you gave birth to Che'er, I knew that Xuan Ningxuan was Murong Zheng's son, and you were not brother and sister, but I didn't tell you because of my own selfishness, and you almost died.
"Xuan Ningyi said apologetically with tears in her eyes.
Murong Jingwan looked at Xuan Ningyi with a smile and said word by word: "I forgive you, fourth brother!"
Xuan Ningyi was stunned for a while, and then a smile appeared on his lips. He told the truth, which meant that he had truly let go.
Murong Jingwan touched Xuan Ningxuan with her hand and signaled to Xuan Ningxuan with her eyes.
Xuan Ningxuan looked at Xuan Ningyi awkwardly. They had been fighting openly and secretly since childhood. He lowered his head and glanced at Murong Jingwan.
soft.
"Fourth brother." Xuan Ningxuan called reluctantly.
"Xuan, I hope you can bury Murong properly. You can bury him with his mother and the late emperor." Murong Jingwan suggested.
Xuan Ningxuan nodded without hesitation. The grudges of the previous generation had all disappeared with the death of Murong Zheng.
Suddenly a loud cry came into the hall, and Murong Jingwan's face changed drastically. She actually forgot that little Xuanche was still in the ancestral hall. The sleeping point on little Xuanche's body must have been relieved.
Murong Jingwan broke away from Xuan Ningxuan's arms and ran quickly towards the ancestral hall. Xuan Ningxuan and Xuan Ningyi also ran after her.
Reluctantly, she held little Xuanche in her arms, whose face was red from crying. Murong Jingwan patted little Xuanche's back and comforted her softly: "Che'er, I'm sorry, it's my mother's fault."
"Che'er, let the father have the baby." After taking little Xuanche from Murong Jingwan's hand, Xuan Ningxuan realized that he had said the wrong thing. He is Murong Zheng's son and is no longer qualified to be the emperor."
Che'er, call me daddy."
Murong Jingwan smiled and said: "Che'er is not even a month old yet, why would he call me daddy?" Murong Jingwan was surprised to find that little Xuan Che stopped crying in Xuan Ningxuan's arms. Could it be the nature of father and son?
Xiao Xuanche stared at Xuan Ningxuan curiously with his dark eyes, and slapped Xuan Ningxuan's cheek with his chubby little hands, making "pop" and "pop" sounds from his little mouth.
Xuan Ningxuan kissed little Xuanche's smooth face lovingly. Xuan Ningxuan's face showed the happiness of becoming a father for the first time.
Xuan Ningyi stood aside awkwardly, looking at the happy family in front of him.
Xuan Ningxuan put little Xuanche back into Murong Jingwan's arms, walked slowly towards Xuan Ningyi, and said seriously: "Fourth brother, since I am not my father's son, I cannot be the emperor of the Celestial Dynasty. Only
Only you are the most qualified to be the dragon chair."
It took a long time for Xuan Ningyi to come back to his senses and let go of everything in his heart.
"Xuan Ningxuan, although you are not the son of the emperor, Jingwan is the daughter of the emperor, and Che'er's body is bleeding with Xuan's blood. So the throne is still yours. After the Luoyang plague, the people respect you even more. You
It is most suitable to be the emperor." Xuan Ningyi said lightly, Xuan Ningxuan got Murong Jingwan, although he gave up everything, he could not make Xuan Ningxuan live too comfortably, the throne was the best constraint.
Xuan Ningxuan turned around and glanced at Murong Jingwan, then turned to Xuan Ningyi and said word by word: "Fourth brother, I want to live in seclusion with Jingwan. Jingwan doesn't want to be the queen."
Xuan Ningyi ignored Xuan Ningxuan and walked towards Murong Jingwan, asking aggrievedly: "Wan'er, you really don't want to be the emperor. Che'er is very smart. I think he is very suitable to be the emperor. Che'er, do you think you are right?"
"
Xiao Xuanche's little hand was teased by Xuan Ningyi, and he grinned and giggled.
Murong Jingwan looked at Xuan Ningyi in embarrassment. She didn't want to be a queen, she didn't want to be bound by the life in the palace, she wanted to live a free life, but she didn't want to force Xuan Ningyi.
"Wan'er, you are the only one in Xuan Ningxuan's harem. There is no difference between life in the palace and life outside the palace. What's more, the fourth brother is alone now. Don't you want the fourth brother to find happiness?" Xuan Ningyi continued.
said.
Murong Jingwan could not refute Xuan Ningyi's words. Lin Shuxian's death was related to Xuan Ningxuan. How could she force Xuan Ningyi again.
"Fourth brother, what are your plans in the future?" Murong Jingwan finally compromised and asked worriedly.
"Traveling around the world, maybe I will have an adventure, and then I can bring back a fourth sister-in-law for Wan'er." Xuan Ningyi said with a smile, saying this just to reassure Murong Jingwan.
"Fourth brother, thank you." Xuan Ningxuan patted Xuan Ningyi's shoulder and said sincerely.
"No need to thank me, as long as you love Wan'er well." Xuan Ningyi said seriously, lowered his head and scratched Xiao Xuanche's tender cheek, turned around and walked out.
"Fourth brother, are you leaving now?" Murong Jingwan hugged little Xuanche and chased after him eagerly.
Xuan Ningyi waved his hand, without looking back, and said lightly: "Wan'er, fourth brother wishes you happiness."
No longer looking back, no longer nostalgic, just like when I left Murong Jingwan that year.
Looking at Xuan Ningyi's leaving figure, Murong Jingwan couldn't help but shed tears from the corners of her eyes.
Xuan Ningxuan gently held Murong Jingwan in his arms and said firmly: "Jingwan, I will give you and Che'er happiness throughout my life."
Murong Jingwan quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and stared at Xuan Ningxuan with a smile.
As if he felt the affectionate look between his parents, little Xuanche lay quietly in Murong Jingwan's arms without crying or fussing or disturbing his parents.
"Che'er, you're so good, you don't bother your father and mother." Xuan Ningxuan, who had regained consciousness, couldn't help but said in admiration.
After receiving the praise, Xiao Xuanche reached out to Xuan Ningxuan for a hug. Xuan Ningxuan quickly took Xiao Xuanche from Murong Jingwan's arms.
"In the past, Che'er only let me hold her. Even my fourth brother would cry when he hugged him." Murong Jingwan said with emotion.
Xuan Ningxuan looked at little Xuan Che proudly and said, "Because Che'er is my prince!"
Murong Jingwan looked at Xuan Ningxuan blankly and asked worriedly: "Xuan, is the little princess good-looking?"
Xuan Ningxuan nodded and said: "Jingwan, the little princess's name is Xuanshan. I hope she can have a kind heart throughout her life."
"Xuan Shan." Murong Jingwan murmured to himself. Murong Jingwan, who was knowledgeable under the spring, can rest in peace. In fact, she has not hated Murong Jingshu for a long time. She is the most pitiful person. She has been used by Murong Zheng all her life.
Even his biological parents don't know.
"Jingwan, Che'er, we are back to the palace!" Xuan Ningxuan said loudly, interrupting Murong Jingwan's thoughts.
Murong Jingwan smiled and nodded, she had no regrets in this life.
"Mother, father, Jingwan is very happy, have you seen it?" Murong Jingwan secretly called out in her heart.
One hundred and forty-two years of the Celestial Dynasty
The emperor returned to the palace with the queen and the newborn prince
The emperor restored Murong Jingwan to the throne and posted an imperial list. There would be only one queen in his harem and there would be no other concubines. The three-year female selection process ended with this.
In the same year, the prince born to the queen was canonized as the prince.
In the same year, Xuanningxuan granted amnesty to the whole world, and the whole world celebrated!
[Please pay attention to my new book! It will be published next week. I will provide an extra chapter later!]
