After being reborn, being alone as a queen

An hour later, Mu Xiu rushed to the East Palace in the rain without even having time to put on his outer robe, and a group of palace people chased after him with umbrellas, and then they were all drowned.

and it's still too late

The man in the main hall even lost his body temperature

A jade face is pale, the corners of the lips are so red that the black blood has already congealed, and the ink has dried on the painting is also stained with mottled blood, and the blood falls on the white rice paper and smudges into red plums, and the monotonous painting is suddenly blurred. Add a touch of glaring enchanting color.

Eunuch Zhao was so frightened that he almost couldn't catch his breath. He leaned over abruptly and sat down on the ground patting his thigh.

"This...what the hell is going on!"

"Father-in-law!"

A group of palace people rushed to help him, but he waved them away with his hands

He knew very well in his heart that it was over, everything was over.

Mu Xiu didn't show any emotions, irritable, angry, crazy...

Instead, just stand there like an irrelevant person

He stared blankly at Song Huaian who seemed to have fallen asleep on the ground.

If someone raised his head at this time, he would find that his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed.

after a long time

Mu Xiu seemed to have come to his senses, and slowly squatted down like he was the first time he met him, carefully lifted him up and leaned against his arms, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Song Liyuan...how can you... .how dare you?"

Unfortunately, the person in his arms could no longer speak.

Mu Xiu hugged him with great strength, and used his eyes to describe his somewhat lonely eyebrows and eyes

The eyes are scarlet, like a beast that has captured its prey

I wish I could tear him apart and swallow him into one body.

That man's lips, he only kissed once

He was a little unwilling to think

If I knew this earlier, why should I care whether he is voluntary or not for so many years?

At worst, it would be better than the current situation...

.......

"Your Majesty? Master, the old man is retreating! It is not appropriate to disturb... Your Majesty?!"

The Taoist boy in snow-white robes hurriedly chased a bright yellow figure through the main hall covered in rain and entered the inner courtyard, kicking open the doors one by one to look for them.

It's just that the man didn't pay attention to it at all. His black hair like splashed ink was soaked by the rain, dripping water, and a long water stain spread from the hem of his clothes all the way.

His footsteps stopped when he reached the second floor.

The second floor is very empty, without any decorations

A fairy-like old man in white robes was sitting on the futon, holding a snow-white dust whisk in his arms. Although his hair was gray, his eyes were bright.

"Master, have you left the customs?!" Xiao Daotong immediately took a step forward, then thought of something, and immediately knelt down: "I am incompetent, I can't stop His Majesty, and I dare not stop him."

The national teacher passed down from generation to generation in Southern Chu, named Taboo Zhongnan Taoist, proficient in stargazing and divination.

No one knows how old he is, he is low-key, and never takes the initiative to leave his three-acre land in Fuyang Palace. Even most of the royal family and nobles don't know the existence of this national teacher.

But there are rumors outside that there was such a mysterious national teacher in the palace two or three hundred years ago, who was in charge of the country's fortune and disaster.

It's just that rumors are rumors after all. After all, who is still alive today from two or three hundred years ago?

Say anything with just one mouth

Taoist Zhongnan shook the whisk between his arms, waved to Daotong and said:

"I can't blame you for this matter. You should step back and tell the imperial dining room by the way, and prepare a bowl of ginger soup for His Majesty, so as not to catch a cold."

Mu Xiu stood on the spot and looked at him, he didn't know whether it was because he left too hastily just now or because his mood fluctuated too much, his voice was slightly panting: "My lord, did you know that this would happen?"

"Your Majesty was joking, I don't know what His Majesty said? An old minister is just a mortal, how can he be a prophet?" Taoist Zhongnan smiled and changed his tone: "Your Majesty, why are you in such a mess?"

"Li Yuan...is dead."

The hair on Mu Xiu's forehead happened to be scattered, covering his bloodshot eyes, but his tone was like a child who had lost his beloved, which made people feel a little pity.

Taoist Zhongnan got up and walked to the eaves, the cold air hit his old face with cold rain, as if he closed his eyes and meditated for a while

"The star of the sky has fallen, and your majesty's foundation can rest easy from now on. My minister congratulates your majesty in advance."

"..." Mu Xiu was silent for a moment. He was weak and sick since he was a child. .

But he was unwilling to accept his fate, and since he was a child, he had the aura of fighting against the sky and against his fate.

In the end, he was shot by the national teacher to pull out the root of the disease, and with the assistance of Song Huaian for ten years, he overwhelmed the other countries, successfully ascended to the throne, and firmly held the imperial power in his hands.

All the countries in the four directions will not surrender.

The common people said that his life in a desperate situation when he was young was a sign of God's blessing, and he must be a wise king in a prosperous age.

The national teacher said that he ordered Ziweixing, the lord of the palace, to be a born emperor.

Only at this moment, he actually felt that there was no one in the world who could make him feel happy with a frown or a smile.

"In this world...is there any medicine to bring the dead back to life?" He asked

"Your Majesty, you know, no." Taoist Zhongnan turned around, his old eyes seemed to see through his inner thoughts in an instant, and he sighed again: "Not to mention that the old minister warned you earlier, you must not act rashly."

Mu Xiu: "I... I didn't act rashly! I just kissed him in a daze"

"Everything is caused by cause and effect. The heavenly star collides with the emperor star, and there will be casualties when the two fight. The old minister told His Majesty when he was young that it is impossible for the two of you to achieve a positive result in this life. Now this is destiny. Your Majesty admit it."

Mu Xiu felt a pain in his heart, bowed his head heavily, and said these words almost gnashing his teeth: "I... don't want to admit it!"

Fu raised his head again and asked the white-clothed old man: "Back then you taught Li Yuan, and you were his half-master, how could you watch him die!"

The whisk in the arms of Zhongnan Daoist swayed gently as he walked

He shook his head: "Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor, how can mortals go against the sky, Your Majesty."

Mu Xiu left him speechless

"Whether it is the medicine for resurrecting the dead or the medicine for immortality, both of them are things that go against the sky. For His Majesty's descendants, I hope His Majesty will think twice."

"..." Mu Xiu didn't even think about the issue of offspring, so naturally he didn't care.

But when he heard Song Huaian's name, he still hesitated.

There were slight footsteps on the wooden stairs, and the little Taoist boy in white came up holding a white jade bowl with brown liquid in his hands. He first bowed to Muxiu, and then to Zhongnan Laodao:

"Master, the ginger soup is ready."

Taoist Zhongnan smiled kindly: "Your Majesty, drink this bowl of ginger soup and go back to the bedroom. It doesn't matter if the celestial star collides with the emperor star or the celestial star falls, but everything has its own destiny in the dark."

Taoist Zhongnan was a person whom his father respected very much when he was still alive, and Mu Xiu did not disobey his kindness in the end, drank the bowl of ginger soup and left.

Daotong walked up to Taoist Zhongnan and asked, "Master, what's wrong with Your Majesty? That look is too scary."

Taoist Zhong Nan rubbed his hair with a smile, and seemed to sigh: "How can it not hurt to lose your true love?"

Dao Tong was rubbed on the head, smiled shyly, and said:

"By the way, Master, you just said to His Majesty, forgive me for being stupid, but Tianxiang, Wenchang, and Wenqu are the subordinates of Ziweixing, how can Tianxiangxing rush to Dixing?"

Taoist Zhongnan looked at the distant sky where the clouds were surging, and his memory seemed to have drifted away.

"Then where is the celestial star, it is clearly another Ziwei star, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers."

Everyone, including the one in the Golden Luan Hall, did not know that there was a sudden severe drought in the north of the Huaijiang River 20 years ago

Watching the sky in the middle of the night, I suddenly found that another Ziwei star suddenly appeared in the northern sky, its brightness was no less than the original Ziwei star, and just as His Royal Highness came to ask for his own order to go to Huaijiang, the national teacher persuaded the late emperor Accurately played and pointed out the direction to the little prince.

It was also that trip, when His Majesty the Crown Prince brought back a young boy who was particularly astonishing in both appearance and resourcefulness. The current national teacher had a slight guess in his mind. The two had been together day and night for two years, and the radiance of the Emperor Star really gradually faded. dim, then...

Another mansion in central Beijing

"Thank God! The second master finally woke up!"

"Second Master!"

Song Huai'an was in severe pain all over his body, and while he was half asleep and half awake, he was utterly disturbed by strange voices chattering around his ears. Why is the underworld so noisy?

After adapting to the severe pain, he struggled to open his heavy eyelids

After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he felt that if he didn't have any strength at the moment, he would jump up in fright.

Because he saw a few unfamiliar faces, head to head looking at him, showing a few big faces

"Second Master? Are you okay?"

"Second master? You just give the master a soft hand and admit your mistake! Don't be stubborn, you will die if you go down twenty boards! Girls are always there, wouldn't it be unfair to lose your life?"

Song Huaian was so dizzy from the pain that he couldn't turn his head

What girl?What's the mess?

Not far away, there was a violent shout: "What's his name! He can't die! Get out of the way for Benhou! Keep beating when you wake up!"

Those heads were ripped off

He was turned over by someone, and then he heard the person whisper: "I offended you, Second Master."

Before Song Huaian realized what the situation was, two boards landed on his hips, one on the left and the other on the right.

! !

There was an instant throbbing pain in the back

He lay on the ground struggling to raise his head, trying to see clearly who dared to torture him. He had been the prime minister for ten years and managed many affairs in the court. He had always been the only one who tortured others.

However, the sweat on his forehead and the physiological tears in his eyes had already filled his eyes, and the whole world was blurred, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The back and buttocks are served by the board

It was even more painful than the moment when I drank the glass of poisoned wine in my memory.

After a few breaths, he passed out from the pain again.

A second before he passed out, he heard the exclamation of a large group of people around him, including men, women, old and young.

"Jin'er!"

"Second Master?!"

"Master!"

Erye?who is it?

He was alone 20 years ago

This was the last thought before his vision fell into darkness, so he hooked his lips weakly.

Now the person in the main position became more and more furious: "You bastard! You can still laugh when you do such a thing! Our family's face is completely embarrassing! He still doesn't know how to repent! Today I insist on beating this man to death." Asshole!"

"Master! The second master is weak from a young age! I can't stand it! Do you have to force us to death before you give up!"

"A woman's opinion! It's you! Spoil him to the lawless state he is today! What a loving mother! No one wants to plead for him today!"

What's the mess?Did he have a dream before he died?Song Huaian couldn't help thinking

Before he could think carefully, he felt his thoughts being sucked into the boundless darkness.

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