Chapter 140 Gentle and crazy criticizing exotic protons (23)
Zhu Yu knelt in front of the coffin, with his eyelashes lowered, listening to the cold wind whistling outside the window, not knowing what to do.
Concubine Ling was such a proud person, living freely in the cold palace, and never paid attention to the so-called noble concubines in the palace who were favored and honored.
Even Emperor Zhao An indulged her infinitely.
The only weakness is the prince.
Zhu Yu closed his eyes, unable to imagine that scene.
Concubine Ling watched as her son, whom she missed so much, brought her poisonous cakes.
Then eat it with a smile...
What would she have been thinking at the time?
Did the prince want her to die or something else?
Laifu cake is obviously meant to bring blessings!
"Aran!"
The palace door was suddenly pushed open, and the cold wind seemed to have found an outlet. Bandits poured in, making Zhu Yu's frail figure almost unable to hold on.
The young man knelt beside her, his eyes were red and his voice was bitter.
"Aran...I'm sorry, really...I didn't mean it, I...I just wanted to..."
She looked at the young man kneeling in front of her and forced a broken smile: "Your Highness, the tricks in the book have been used in reality. Do you understand now?"
The young man collapsed and fell to the floor, covering his ears and crying bitterly.
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If the emperor didn't remember the concubine who had been banished to the cold palace and died, he would just wrap it in a mat and throw it into a mass grave, and disappear from this world silently.
The aftermath of Concubine Ling was arranged by Emperor Zhao An. It is said that she was buried outside first and then quietly buried in the imperial mausoleum.
Zhu Yu didn't know what Emperor Zhao An's attitude towards Concubine Ling was from the beginning to the end. He became even more confused when he saw the bruises under his eyes and the sudden whitening of his temples.
Like? Hate? Fear? Love?
It seems to be both, and it seems to be neither.
Zhu Yu didn't even bother to think about the real situation.
She left the cold palace and officially became the person beside the prince.
Someone has to take revenge. The bad guys are still running around. Continuing to be depressed will only make them more successful.
Anchao is in the north and has long winters, so Zhu Yu will not feel the warmth for a long time.
I would often wake up at night with cold hands and feet, and then I couldn't fall asleep, so I had to sit up and read policy papers while waiting for dawn.
She teamed up with the prince, used scheming methods, made good friends for him, and even used Emperor Zhao And when necessary.
It took a year and a half before Concubine Yue fell.
The third prince was also sent out of the palace for forming cliques for personal gain.
The general protecting the country secretly trained his private soldiers and was sent to the border.
Zhu Yu can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
At this time, she was already a mysterious guest in the East Palace, and the prince and tutor would all bow their heads slightly to show courtesy when they saw her.
She did not forget to give the prince a chance to grow up. After taking revenge, she retreated to the back line and directly found a small private home in the East Palace for retirement.
When people are free, it is easy to think about things.
Zhu Yu was lying on the rocking chair under the tree with her eyes closed and meditating. Under the bright sunshine, she suddenly saw a handsome young man who was as gentle as the wind.
The girl raised her lips and couldn't help but call out, "Xiao Jing..."
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The years pass by, and the seasons flow by.
In the blink of an eye, another four years have passed.
Emperor Zhao And's health was getting worse day by day, and the prince, whom no one was optimistic about at the beginning, was unambiguous in handling business matters.
The position of the prince becomes more and more stable.
But it is obvious that the An Dynasty's national power is not as strong as before, while in comparison, the Lin Kingdom in the south is getting stronger day by day.
Zhu Yu has been paying attention to the villain's movements through 888. He feels sorry that he has suffered so much, but he is also happy that he can risk his life and survive.
On the day of the Beginning of Autumn, Zhao Jinghe returned home and said that Emperor Zhao An asked the East Palace to receive the envoy from the State of Lin and asked her if she wanted to find out about that person.
Zhu Yu naturally thought that he hadn't even written a letter in so many years.
But she waited at the gate of the house all day, the sun had set, and she still hadn't seen Lin Guo's motorcade.
She smiled, she seemed a little abnormally anxious.
Zhu Yu turned around and went back home. He was thinking about something and missed the step with his foot, almost falling down.
"careful."
A strong hand grabbed her forearm and held her half in his arms.
Zhu Yu raised his head sharply and met a pair of eyes as dark as night.
[Author's digression]: Let's get baby Xiaojing back as soon as possible! The next step is the emotional pull of growing up~
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