The finale: picking chrysanthemums on the east fence
Ke'er's health was getting worse and worse, and he rarely slept peacefully at night. When Jiu'er told the emperor, the emperor sighed deeply and said nothing.
next day
Ke'er was sitting in the pavilion admiring the flowers as always. The emperor approached step by step. Hearing the footsteps, Ke'er turned around and said calmly: "Here?"
"Ke'er, do you... have any other wishes?" For some reason, the emperor just wanted to make Ke'er happy.
Ke'er's red lips parted slightly: "Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain."
The emperor was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I understand."
In the following days, I didn't see the emperor. He seemed to be very busy and hadn't come over for a long time. It wasn't until more than a month later that Jiu'er came over happily: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, good news."
"Tell me." Ke'er didn't show any interest at all.
"The emperor built a summer resort for you at Lingxiu Mountain in the south of Yingzhou." Jiu'er said excitedly.
"Oh." One word meant that Ke'er had no reaction at all.
Even if Mo Yu Wuhuan built a palace made of gold for her now, she still wouldn't be happy...
However, when she went to Lingxiu Mountain in person, she was completely stunned. This place was so beautiful that it was beyond words.
The rolling mountain peaks, natural streams and waterfalls, and the magical chrysanthemum gardens, everything is so unreal.
Ke'er thought to himself: "Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain."
A manor was built in the mountains. It was not as luxurious as Ke'er imagined. It was a very simple manor. It was decorated with calligraphy and painting and was extremely elegant. This kind of environment was exactly Ke'er's favorite.
I raised my head and saw the bright plaque of the manor, with three big characters, clearly known - Dongli Garden
Seeing this, Ke'er smiled. It was the first time in these days that she smiled from the heart. Seeing her long-lost smile, the emperor felt warm in his heart. He couldn't help but come over and gently hugged Ke'er from behind.
: "Ke'er, let's live here from now on, okay?"
Ke'er nodded with tears in her eyes: "Okay."
There are not many words, only one word, but it represents Ke'er's indifferent rejection of him...
The emperor took Ke'er and Duoyu to live here for a month. In the meantime, he would return to the imperial capital from time to time to handle some government affairs, but most of the time he would still stay in Dongli Garden.
Ke'er took Duoyu and began to plant her favorite fruits and vegetables. She was very busy. Every morning when she got up and opened the window, she was greeted by the faint fragrance of chrysanthemums, and then the rolling hills and mountains came into view.
of mountains.
Gods are nothing more than that...
No one mentioned Liu Jia, no one mentioned Qiu Shui, only Ke'er, Duo Yu, and Mo Yu Wuhuan were living a carefree life like a happy family of three.
Mo Yu Wuhuan reached out and picked two pink chrysanthemums, one big and one small, and put them on Ke'er and Duoyu respectively. Duoyu jumped up happily: "My father is so good, my mother and concubine are even better."
Every time at this time, Ke'er and Wu Huan would look at each other and smile. When Duoyu asked about his mother's concubine Qiu Shui, it began to decrease gradually. In the end, she no longer mentioned it at all. In her heart, she had completely accepted Ke'er.
Be your own mother-in-law.
Two months later, changes began to occur in the palace. First, the ministers began to report that the emperor ignored political affairs, and then forced the emperor to appoint a prince. Mo Yu Wuhuan thought for a few days, and finally with a stroke of a pen, he appointed Concubine Yu's son Tianjie as the prince.
Prince.
Concubine Jade began to intervene in the government affairs as the crown prince's mother-in-law...
The conversation between the two people that day was as follows:
"Yu'er, I can establish your son, but there are conditions." Mo Yu Wuhuan said to Concubine Yu calmly.
"Haha, Your Majesty, what do you call my son? Tianjie... is also your son." Concubine Yu was completely heartbroken. She often wondered whether the Emperor had ever truly loved her.
"Yu'er, I only have one request, that is, to be the queen, the imperial concubine. You can never expect that. Even if Tianjie takes over the throne in the future, you will have to declare to the world as the concubine."
Concubine Jade looked up to the sky and smiled, with tears in her smile: "Is it because you want to leave a woman's most noble status to her?"
Wu Huan nodded: "You know."
Concubine Jade bit her silver teeth and said, "Yes, I promise you."
In the winter moon, Concubine Yu officially began to listen to politics behind the curtain as the concubine. At this time, the emperor had completely left the palace for three months.
When Concubine Yu brought her son to court, Mo Yu Wuhuan was hugging Ke'er to enjoy the snow on the top of Lingxiu Mountain...
"Wu Huan, is it worth it for you to do this?" Ke'er asked calmly.
The emperor hugged Ke'er tighter: "It's worth it. If I lose you because of this, it's not worth it."
Ke'er's eyes revealed a hint of sadness: "If you had been like this, why would we have to be like this?"
"Fortunately, it's still too late..." Wu Huan's voice was as soft as a river of spring water.
Yes, Mo Yu Wuhuan gave up the throne, handed over the great empire to Concubine Yu and the young prince, and took Kerduoyu to live in seclusion in Lingxiu Mountain.
Twenty-six years old is the golden age of an emperor, but Mo Yu Wuhuan gave up everything he had worked hard for many years, just to win a smile from a beautiful woman. Every day, as long as he saw Ke'er's smile, he planted a chrysanthemum for her.
It is the happiest thing for him.
In December, Bei Xi received a letter. The Queen Mother was critically ill. Before she died, she passed the throne of emperor to Yan Haotian. The throne of emperor that had been vacant for several months finally had a new owner. Unfortunately, things changed and people changed...
Yan Haotian married Hua Yunzi as his queen. Princess Haya had a strong temper and became a nun shortly after Liujia's death to pray for Liujia.
When Ke'er heard this, she just let out a long sigh. It seemed like a long time had passed, as far away as a century from her.
March of the next year
Ke'er's health declined rapidly, and he began to suffer from fainting and coughing up blood frequently. Mo Yu Wuhuan visited famous doctors all over the world, but to no avail. Finally, he had no choice but to go to southern Xinjiang to invite the witch from that time, but was told that the witch was dead.
Ke'er was lying on the bed, her face pale, and her beautiful hand gently held Wu Huan's big hand: "Wu Huan, I... I once loved you, very much."
Wu Huan said with tears in his eyes: "I know."
"But later, you hurt me. When I needed you most, you were never by my side." Ke'er said with difficulty, her voice was very low.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Ke'er reluctantly shook her head: "It's not your fault, it's just that we missed each other in our glorious years."
"Ke'er, if there is an afterlife..." Wu Huan wants a Chengruo in the afterlife.
But Ke'er said first: "If there is an afterlife, I want to be with Brother Lujia."
Wu Huan nodded and expressed understanding: "If there is an afterlife, I will take good care of you and won't miss it again."
Ke'er nodded: "So, Duo Yu is her...?'
"Duo Yu, I will raise her up and tell her that her two mothers and concubines love her very much."
Ke'er smiled wisely and said, "Wu Huan, let me sing a song for you."
Wu Huan nodded, already crying...
Ke'er opened her mouth and sang with difficulty: "The most beautiful scene in my life is meeting you..."
After singing this line, Ke'er closed his eyes peacefully. Mo Yu looked up to the sky and wailed. He suddenly thought of the first time he saw the thirteen-year-old Ke'er in the court, and the first time he saw him after returning from the border.
This stunning person, that kind of surprise, obsession, and heartbeat...
Maybe it was the marriage in the previous life, or maybe it was the fate of the next life. Meeting each other in this life only resulted in a fruitless grudge. I started to miss the desolate years and the brilliant world that I once held in my hands.
——And those who once loved...and hated...people.
——Ke'er's posthumous note
In the sixth year of Yongtai, the imperial concubine died of illness and was buried among a field of chrysanthemums at the foot of Lingxiu Mountain. Mo Yu Wuhuan cried bitterly for three days and three nights, and finally fell ill...
In June of the same year, Yizhou rebelled. Deng Xiaoran led an army to capture the imperial capital and imprisoned Concubine Yu and her son. On the first day of July, Deng Xiaoran changed his behavior of drinking and debauchery and became the emperor.
On July 15th, Deng Xiaoran began to kill the remnants of the Mo Yu family and demolished the Mausoleum of Emperor Mo Yu. Strangely, only the Queen's Mausoleum was preserved, and he also decreed that Queen Ling be posthumously named Queen Tianyu Zexin, who is respected by generations.
Five years later, Mo Yu Wuhuan was depressed and died of illness in Dongli Garden at the age of thirty-one, leaving behind a daughter, Duoyu.
Hou Duoyu was adopted by Duan Jinghan, the most noble son of Nanyu. Many years later, Duoyu asked Duan Jinghan: "Uncle Duan, you liked my Concubine Ke'er so much back then, why did you never confess it?"
Duan Jinghan sighed deeply: "Because when your father wanted to kill her, I made an exchange with him. I used half of my family wealth and a promise to exchange for Ke'er's life."
Duo Yu asked doubtfully: "What is that promise?"
Duan Jinghan smiled bitterly and said, "You are never allowed to tell Ke'er that I love her."
twenty-first century
When Kerr woke up again, she found that she was on a plane, and her father and mother were beside her...
"Daddy, Mommy?" Ke'er was greatly surprised.
Mommy smiled, took out a towel and wiped the sweat from Ke'er's head: "My baby, you slept for nine hours."
"Nine hours?" Thinking that he had spent nine years in Nanyu, it turned out that he had only slept for nine hours.
"Mommy, where are we going?" Ke'er asked confused.
Mommy turned her head and looked at Daddy beside her: "Zhiyuan, look, your baby is sleeping silly."
Daddy smiled: "Ke'er, we have just returned from attending a banquet in England, and we will be leaving China in a few hours."
"England? Just came back from England?" Kerr's thoughts were very confused.
"What's wrong, baby?" Seeing her daughter's strangeness, mommy asked worriedly.
Ke'er shook his head: "It's okay, maybe I have a headache because I slept for a long time."
Mommy nodded: "Then drink some water and have a good rest."
Ke'er nodded obediently and carefully recalled everything that happened. Are these all dreams? Including being hijacked by Mr. Long while racing, crashing the car, and traveling through time? Are they all not real?
The more I thought about it, the more headache I got, so I just didn't think about it. Finally, I got off the plane, and the family of three returned to the villa exhausted. Because she couldn't sleep, Ke'er had been sitting in the living room watching TV.
Suddenly I saw a piece of news: "According to our report, under a snow-capped mountain in Qinghai Province, a thousand-year-old ancient tomb site was discovered. It is suspected that there is a statue of the Snow Mountain Goddess. At the same time, an ancient coffin was also found next to the statue, with records on the coffin.
The life and deeds of the owner turned out to be the tomb of an unknown emperor named Beixi. The statue of the goddess is suspected to be the emperor’s beloved concubine during his lifetime. Archaeologists say it may be more than three thousand years old, and the details are still under further investigation...
…”
Seeing this, Ke'er couldn't help but burst into tears. Only one name flashed through her mind...Brother Luca.
A few days later, Mommy arranged a blind date. Although she thought it was very tacky, Ke'er still went because of Mommy's face. What was annoying was that when Ke'er, Mommy, and Mommy's friend Aunt Feng
After arriving at the restaurant, the male protagonist was late...
Aunt Feng kept explaining: "My nephew is a nice and gentle person. He is also a top student in Cambridge. He is a perfect match for Miss Ling."
Ke'er smiled reluctantly. At this time, a boy in casual clothes came over. He was not very handsome, but he was very polite and clean. He smiled warmly and introduced himself like a gentleman:
"Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road. I'm late. I'm sorry. I'm Liu Jia. Nice to meet you, Miss Ling."
Ke'er's face was filled with tears at this time. She would never miss this face even if she died, so Ke'er wiped away her tears and said with a smile: "Brother Lujia, let's get married."
Now, Mommy, Aunt Feng, and Liu Jia were all greatly restrained...
Dear friends, today is a day worth celebrating. First of all, I would like to wish all my dear ones a happy National Day.
The Little Queen is finally finished. No matter what the ending is, we should all be relieved, because whether it is Nuansi before or Kerr later, they are all happy, because she has loved, hated, and experienced...
I am very happy that you can accompany me until the end. On the website, the little queen is frequently ranked on the rankings, achieving impressive results. Without your support all the way, there would be no little queen today, and Xiangsi would not be able to persist.
Finally, I want to say sincerely to my dear friends: "Thank you." The next book, which will probably be released in mid-to-late October, is about the CEO. It is also a theme that Xiangsi has been thinking about for a long time. I believe that it will also be a very special topic.
An interesting and touching love fairy tale, in the end, I give you great love.