Ripple silent

Le Shou Tang.

Just after midnight, the sound of bullets passing outside the palace could already be clearly heard.

Guangxu followed Yi's order to see him.

The Leshou Palace was unusually quiet, Guangxu knelt down to pay his respects, and was startled when he looked up at Cixi.

Seeing that she is already dressed as a Han woman, with a round head and a belt, a dark blue linen gown, light blue old trousers, a pair of leggings, white socks, black cloth men's shoes, and nails that have been carefully cultivated for several years. All cut short.

Looking to the left and right, Li Lianying, Cui Yugui, Lanqin, and the court lady Juanzi Rongzi all changed into Hanfu.

Cixi said impatiently: "Hurry up and change the emperor's clothes, what are you waiting for. Xiao Lanzi, you go."

Lan Qin lowered her head, lifted the gauze curtain of Dongnuan Pavilion, and took out the clothes she had prepared long ago.

"Long Live Lord." The voice was cold without any ups and downs.

Behind the screen, he took off the filigree and emerald belt around his waist, unbuttoned the buttons of the dark blue and yellow silk single robes one by one, took off the blouse and underwear, and took off the crimson soft-soled silk boots.

Guangxu was so hungry and emaciated that his ribs were barely visible.Touching his pale and cold skin again, Lan Qin retracted her hand expressionlessly.

Guangxu seemed to want to say something, wanted to ask about Lan Qin's injury, but finally swallowed it.

Lan Qin avoided his gaze, put on a collarless blue cotton jacket, and changed into a pair of linen trousers, which seemed to have been washed gray and rough, with a pair of open legs Light-faced black cloth shoes.

Remove the fingers together.

Yes, and braids.

He took off the braided tassel inlaid with beads, untied the black silk, and saw a few gray hairs at the temples.That was the soft, soft hair he had touched many times in the dream.

There seemed to be a flash of pain.

And now that he has chosen to be the general to take on this scene, since the makeup can't be removed, if he acts, it will be the rest of his life.

So I can no longer tidy up my mood, re-braid the braid, and take a black hair rope to tie it at the end of the hair.

Everything is done, the king of a country in front of him looks no different from the common people.

"Go back to Lafayette, Long Live Lord is already here."

When she turned around, Lan Qin heard Guangxu's almost inaudible sigh.

Inside the Shunzhen Gate, all the female relatives fell to their knees in black.

The red cloud made the Forbidden City, which had not yet dawned, seem to be on fire.

The two widowed concubines of Emperor Tongzhi knelt in front of them wearing flag costumes, and the sound of crying could be faintly heard.The old queen was busy making instructions before leaving, "Don't cry, listen to Yu and the second imperial concubine Jin about the affairs of the palace..."

Standing behind Cixi, Guangxu looked back and forth to find Concubine Zhen. He looked closely and saw Jingfen, Jin'er, San Gege, Si Gege and Grandma Yuan all dressed in Han folk costumes, standing beside the western wall. The one who was driving—then... where is Zhen'er?

After thousands of day and night thoughts, Ben Ding would definitely take this opportunity to meet each other, but seeing that all the concubines had arrived, only his concubine Zhen was missing.

He instinctively looked back at Lan Qin, hoping to learn something from him, but he saw Lan Qin lowering his eyes.

I heard the Empress Dowager say again: "You guys...no matter how difficult things are, don't be narrow-minded and wait for me to come back!...When you go outside, no matter how big or small, I can only talk about it, and no one else can talk about it. Don't say too many words!"

Guangxu couldn't hold back anymore, he couldn't care less, and blurted out: "Why don't you see Concubine Zhen?"

Lan Qin was startled.

The Empress Dowager suddenly heard the word "Concubine Zhen" in the confusion, and asked angrily, "Who? Who dares to mention Concubine Zhen?!"

Guangxu was stunned.

Cixi turned her head and saw that it was Guangxu, feeling remorse spontaneously, but under the watchful eyes of all the people, when the country was ruined and the family was destroyed, she thought of her own son, the king of a country whom she closed the door to live peacefully good day.Regret immediately turned into hatred, but it couldn't dissipate, so he had to spread it all on Guangxu: "You, don't mention her again! As long as I am still alive, I will never mention it!"

After staying in a daze for a moment, Guangxu's eyes darkened, and he almost fell to the ground.

Cixi was so impatient, she waved her hands and shouted: "What are you waiting for! Help the emperor get into the car!"

I don't know who got into the carriage in the end—Pu Lun, Pu Jun, Li Lianying, Cui Yugui, or Lan Qin.

The shaft moves.Shenwumen opened its huge mouth, and swallowed the carriage together with the bloody night.

The east is white.

Going north all the way out of Deshengmen, I hurriedly set off after taking a rest in the Summer Palace, without daring to stop for a moment.Cixi ordered Pu Jun to cross the shaft in her car, in order to keep him from doing anything wrong.Pujun's beizi drove Guangxu's car behind Cixi's car, followed by the car of Concubine Jingfen Jin, the two grandmas of Gegeyuan from Prince Qing's mansion, and finally the Pulong car of the servants.After leaving the city, the convoy did not dare to walk on the main road, they got into the green gauze tent that was as tall as a person, and groped their way forward.

In the team, no one talked too much, they were silent like broken soldiers.Only the mosquitoes and flies kicked up by the shafts were buzzing.The heat began to rise, there was no wind in the air, and the heavy blue cloth car surrounded each other's thoughts in a stuffy way, mixed with suppressed humiliation and resentment, which was indescribable.

The chariot and horse post stations along the way were abandoned by the roadside like a ghost town, and there was nothing to exchange for a dry mouthful of money.The servants looked at the scattered remnant soldiers and victims in the crop field as if they were holding something to eat. They looked closely and saw that they broke off the green corn that had just been filled with pulp, and stuffed it into their mouths without carefully peeling the skin. Water trickled down from the corner of his mouth and dripped all the way to his chest without even bothering to wipe it off.Simply learn from others, go to break the corn, peel the cowpea kernels and make them half-cooked, so as to honor the masters.At first, Cixi didn't even look at these vulgar foods, but when she arrived at Shenshi, she couldn't stand the hunger and heat any longer, so she swallowed the corn kernels peeled by the maids to satisfy her hunger, and began to chew The freshly cut corn stalks came to quench my thirst.

The most primitive desire from life has never been as strong as it is now for them who are pampered.Who would have imagined that the supreme being who usually puts on his clothes and stretches out his hands to eat and opens his mouth would end up in such a mess one day.

Except Guangxu.

Stuck alone in his carriage, not speaking, not eating or drinking.

The sky has darkened.

The convoy arrived at Xiguan City.This is a small Muslim village, Cui Yugui went to the station to inquire, and no foreigners are allowed to stay in the village.Fortunately, there is a courtyard at the head of the village, which is an abandoned mosque. The house has no doors, and the windows have no window paper. The people and horses have been exhausted all day. Although it is very different from the palace, they will not sleep on the street after all. , I can't care too much.

Cixi said, "Let's spend the night here."

Li Lianying and Cui Yugui asked the locals for some watery rice, saying it was rice, but it was actually gruel, and a pot of herbal tea with soy sauce.Lan Qin and a few other eunuchs started a fire, and the maids cooked the corn and cowpea kernels that had been broken during the day—it was a makeshift meal.

Li Lianying found a bowl with great difficulty, and served Cixi with water and rice. When she was about to bring it over, she realized that there were no chopsticks. In desperation, she broke off two sorghum stalks as tableware, and presented it.

"It made you suffer..." You can't call Lafayette outside, so you can call it old man.Li Lianying almost shed tears.

Cixi and Li Lianying looked at each other, took the porridge bowl and sorghum stalks, their noses were sore, but they held back.

Seeing this dilapidated temple full of cobwebs, the broken door panels leaning aside, no bed if you want to rest, no food if you want to eat water, all the ministers are far away in the world, except for a few servants who have been there for many years, there is no one caring.How did it end up like this?Why didn't anyone admonish him with death when he declared war?

The eye circles were still red, and the tears fell into the thin water and rice, which was salty.

It's too late to regret when things come to an end—but she can't say the word "regret", at least, in the current situation, she can't say it.

The court lady Rong Zijuanzi cried for a while.I washed the hairpin again, tied it with half-cooked cowpea grains and presented it to Cixi.

She sighed, and suddenly said, "Fortunately, you are all loyal."

Everyone present would kneel when they heard this, "Forget about these troubles." Cixi hurriedly stopped it.After eating half of it, he gave Rongzi a wink and asked Guangxu to bring some food.

"The head of the house?" Xiao Rongzi held up half of the burnt corn, "The head of the house? Let's eat something."

Guangxu curled up in the corner of the east room, sitting on the ground.Hearing the servant call him "the head of the family", he was taken aback for a moment, only waved his hand slowly, and still didn't say a word.

Li Lianying signaled Rong'er to step back, brought a bowl of water for boiling corn, and whispered to him, "The old man loves the head of the house, you have to take care of yourself no matter what."

Guangxu seemed shocked, but still didn't pick it up, and silently pushed the bowl away.

Cixi didn't insist anymore, and said, "It's late, let's all rest."

Lan Qin searched here and there, removed the car enclosure to block the wind on the windows, stretched the carriage cushions flat to use as Cixi's bed, found an old dustpan made of straw, turned it over and buckled it on the ground, and pulled a handkerchief to lay it on it. Make pillows on top.Rong Zijuanzi waited for Cixi to lie down, covered her face with the cattail leaf fan that Cixi used to drive away mosquitoes in the carriage during the day, and covered her hands with the other two handkerchiefs, which could somewhat prevent mosquito bites.

Jingfen, Jin'er and several princesses were placed in the west room, Juanzi Rongzi and other palace maids simply slept on the floor of the main room for the convenience of serving, eldest elder brother, Pu Lun and Li Lianying also rested in the carriage.

Guangxu leaned against the corner of the room, straightened his legs, and closed his eyes.The unprecedented mother and son are in the same room, but each has their own worries, but who can sleep.

The sound of cicadas gradually subsided, and the night wind in the mountains gradually dissipated the sweltering heat, but a bit of chill came over.

Lan Qin and another prisoner under her command were on the same night.Although it is not the wilderness, but it is also panic.

Sitting on the steps of the courtyard, Lan Qin loosened his collar slightly, stretched out his hand to touch it, and realized that his neck, chest, and underarms were all covered with prickly heat soaked in coarse clothes, and he was exhausted in serving his master during the day. I don't think it's only in the dead of night that the pain starts to burn, and I reach out to touch the needle-sized thorns, which prick my hands roughly.The bones seemed to be falling apart from being bumped by the carriage, and now they were trembling and sore.Mosquitoes and flies were flying in front of his eyes, but he was too tired to raise his hands to coax him.Even if I am a slave who was born as a commoner of the Han family and has done rough work——

He couldn't help turning his head to look at the ruined temple.

What about him—? !

Where dare to think about it.

Where can I bear to think about it.

If Master Zhen has a spirit in heaven, please entrust Long Live Lord with a dream.Cry that I am the one who killed you.Just, please be sure to tell the Lord Long Live.

——It doesn’t matter if you endure the prickly heat poisoning, or you don’t eat or drink.

But Lord...you have to cry.

In the early morning of the second day, it is not known who leaked his identity. There was a big family offering knife-cut steamed buns, porridge, pickles, and three pack sedan chairs, which were specially designed for walking on mountain roads. Empress Dowager Cixi naturally accepted it.The party went through Nankou to the Changping barracks. The garrison had already dispersed, and they ate some leftovers and set out on the road again.

It's time to apply for the journey outside Juyong Pass.

Guangxu lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and the majestic Great Wall stretched behind him.At the other end is the capital city that was riddled with holes by the great powers. "One husband guards the gate, ten thousand husbands don't open it" seems like a joke.Is the Forbidden City still there?No way of knowing.There are barrier-like mountain peaks in front of him. Although it is midsummer, there is no vegetation, only large chunks of rough shale towering on the cliff, like a blade, harvesting the last self-esteem of his "king of a country".

Under the sultry haze, the sweat-stained cowhide clothes were all stuck to his body, and he couldn't breathe at all.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the green gauze tent, and when you listened carefully, the sound became more intense, and it was actually the sound of a gun.

Bandits or Boxers?

The convoy stopped immediately.

The servants jumped out of the car from the back of the line and ran towards their master in an instant—and almost at the same time, Cixi heard an eager "Dad" behind her.

Guangxu seemed to want to get off the sedan chair to protect Cixi, half of his body was leaned out, and was held down by Pu Lun Beizi and the eunuch in front of him.

Li Lianying, Cui Yugui, Lanqin, Rongzi, and Juanzi protected Cixi's palanquin from front to back, from side to side.

The sound of the fire seemed to come from the northeast direction, and it was not close. I don't know if the target's details have not been known yet.Time passed very slowly.Everyone didn't even dare to breathe, they were suffering and resigned to their fate.

Only Lanqin, standing behind Cixi's sedan chair, hoped that she would die under the fire.

At the time of the stalemate, more than [-] carriages of princes and ministers followed up on the road behind, and the sound of escorting them could be faintly heard.

The sound of Huo Tong disappeared immediately.

How easy is it to die?

It was getting dark.

Black clouds suddenly pressed over from the north, and it rained instantly.The eyelids were beaten by the rain and couldn't be opened at all, and the horse couldn't walk, so he bowed and lowered his head.The convoy was forced to stop in the wilderness.

There were only a few raincloths, and there were thousands of people on and off, except for Cixi's palanquin, no one was spared from the pouring whiteness.

Perhaps, it was the kissing father that moved her under the crisis, or perhaps it was the uneasiness that oppressed her conscience, Cixi dismissed all the servants around her, and called Guangxu to come forward alone.

Guangxu stood in front of the sedan chair, his clothes were soaked through, and his eyes were drooping.

Only Cixi sighed, "Concubine Zhen killed herself in anger..."

Guangxu raised his head in surprise.

"...Jumped into the well at Shunzhen Gate. I never thought that this child would be so anxious."

Although it was already expected that Zhen'er would be gone, but now that she has heard the news of her death with her own ears, there is no possibility of her return—the last sliver of tender expectation of being a human being is gone.

After a long time, Guangxu asked tremblingly, "Now, are you still...in the well?"

Cixi nodded.

After a long time, he still asked in a trembling voice, "Is there no one to help?"

"Yes, I asked Lanqin to play...but she didn't stop." Cixi's eyes were red.

"Oh..." He said lightly.

Cixi felt even more distressed, and said with tears, "...Don't blame your own father."

Guangxu finally shed tears.He took a step back, knelt on both knees, kowtowed down, and said in a trembling voice: "Queen... I dare not."

After all, even the "children" are no longer.

Since then, Cixi has never heard the word "pro father".

Unexpectedly, the separation between life and death in the winter night turned into a farewell to death.There seemed to be the sound of her crying during the last meeting, she said, Zhen'er is waiting, waiting for Grandpa...

Unable to bear it any longer, tears burst into tears.

For the dead lover, for the lies of the empress dowager, for the irretrievable Qing Dynasty, and for the far away "home".

His blood-like sobs and the tears that finally burst out of his eyes were instantly submerged in the torrential rain, washing into the vast and indifferent mountains and rivers outside Juyongguan.

The country is broken.But where did his country, his woman, his heart, and his soul go?

All the courtiers, ministers, and servants were alarmed and got out of the car, watching him from a distance, watching him crying as if vomiting his own soul.Jingfen couldn't bear to watch, she turned her back to cover her face with a handkerchief, but she didn't dare to cry out.Concubine Jin cried even more.

Lan Qin stared at his back with a deadpan expression on her face.

Under the indescribable gazes of the crowd, amidst thunder and lightning, Guangxu fell into the mud in the hands of fate and was completely crushed.

Everyone was soaked in muddy wet clothes for one night, until they arrived in Huailai County at Shenzheng time on the third day of their escape. They washed, shaved, combed their hair and put on makeup and powder. With all kinds of clothes, he finally turned back into a "human".

It was night, and Wang Wenzhao, Minister of Military Aircraft, brought all the seals of the military aircraft.In the main room of the Huailai County Yamen, the temporary central government shouted.The peace talks began quietly.

Three days later, the Qing court issued the "Zui Ji Zhao" in the name of the emperor.

The imperial edict said, seeing that the country is in danger now, what would he care about!Knowing others but not knowing is all my fault.

In the days that followed, Lan Qin felt that Guangxu seemed to be a different person.Looking down at the ground all the time, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray.The servants get up when they get up, get dressed when they are served, eat a few bites when they are eaten, and set off when they get on the sedan chair. As for what to wear every day, what to eat, and where to go, he doesn't care at all.He seldom speaks on his own initiative anymore, even sometimes Cixi calls him, it takes a long time to respond.There is always only one sentence in response - "What the Empress Dowager said is absolutely true."

The servants said in private that our emperor is probably stupid.

When the convoy arrived at Yi'an Village in Jiexiu, Shaanxi, they had just entered temporarily, and the servants were still in the rush to pack up their belongings, when suddenly a few Yihe fists wearing red scarves rushed into the yard Come, shouting to kill all the "Ermaozi" in his mouth, he wanted to hijack Guangxu, but was arrested and killed on the spot by the Gan army accompanying him.Everyone up and down was scared out of their wits, but Guangxu stood still in the courtyard, muttering "Ye Hao, Ye Hao" with a smile on his face.

So the servants all said in private that our emperor is probably crazy.

In the ninth month of the lunar calendar, the two palaces arrive at Xi'an Mansion.

After Xu Tong, Gangyi, Chongqi and other ministers in the list of "culprits" all died one after another, Cixi was finally able to stay in Taiping ancient Chang'an with a sense of security.Regarding the "Twelve Articles of the Peace Negotiation Outline" proposed by the Eight-Power Allied Forces, her opinion eventually became "Measure China's material resources and form the country's favor."

Cixi struggled with all her strength to make sure that she would no longer appear on the list of foreigners in the end.Almost at the same time, her keen political sense also made her notice that even if foreigners no longer entangled with her, the people of the Qing Dynasty in the future would no longer be "fooled" as easily as before-"revolution" Seeds seem to have taken root in some soil beyond her dim vision.She realized that "restoration" may have become the last straw that she must grasp.

As for the palace ministers, half of them, like Prince Duan Zaiyi, are still struggling to get out of the list of "culprits";

Almost no one has noticed, or is willing to notice, that their emperor, who has just turned thirty and is in his prime, is getting weaker and weaker in body and mind day by day.

Until one day, the imperial court announced the day of the new reform.Those ideals and aspirations that belonged to Guangxu three years ago, those New Deals that were strangled in the cradle, rolled over three years later, turned over, and justifiably stood on the stage of history again—but they are no longer belongs to him.

Above the court hall, he stood beside Cixi and read out the imperial edict in person.

"... I deeply think that the old habits of the past few decades have remained the same, and I have followed the whitewashing, which has led to this great provocation. Now that peace is being discussed, all political affairs must be rectified in order to gradually become prosperous and strong...." After reading a few sentences, it seems a little bit He paused, straightened his voice, and continued: "... I don't know that Kang Nizhi's talk of a new law is a violation of the law, not a reform of the law. I should wait for the rebellion to take advantage of my bow and not hesitate to plot something wrong."

After reading up to this point, I seem to be unable to stand firm anymore, so I sat behind the case, frowning and continued: "I appeal to the empress dowager to teach the government, to save me from danger, and to eradicate traitors at once.... In fact, we will eradicate chaos and rebellion. Why is the Empress Dowager not allowed to update..."

Sweat was already oozing from his forehead, and he paused word by word: "Stick to the middle to defend, choose the good and follow it, mother and child are united, and the subjects will see each other..."

No matter how difficult it was to continue, he put his hands on his chest, as if the pain was unbearable, and he fell on the desk.

After diagnosing the pulse, the imperial doctor prescribed some prescriptions to treat stagnation of stomach qi and loss of harmony, and said that there is no serious problem, so the emperor must rest assured.In fact, the imperial doctor is like a mirror in his heart. The emperor has been weak since he was a child, and his energy and blood are deficient. Taking various medicines for many years is also a great loss to the body. I am afraid that it will be the root cause of the disease, and it will be difficult to cure.

In the new year, it will be Xin Chou.Each of the 5000 million compatriots in China lost one or two taels of silver to foreigners.

After all the dust settled, Cixi finally decided to go home.Go back to the Forbidden City.

On the way back to Beijing, she finally realized that it was inappropriate to keep the son of the culprit Duan Wang as the crown prince, so she issued an imperial decree to "remove the name of eldest brother" and ordered Pu Jun to leave the palace immediately.

One day in the eleventh month of the lunar calendar, Liang Gongluan drove from Baoding and returned to the capital by train.

On the second day, Empress Dowager Cixi issued a decree stating that Concubine Zhen was martyred in the palace because of the change of the capital last year.Jia En wrote a posthumous imperial concubine title to show her appreciation.

When concubine Zhen's body was salvaged, Guangxu was not there, he just asked his servants to ask for the tent she had lived in at the Third North, and hung it in the Hall of Han Yuan, doing nothing all day long, just staring blankly at the tent Preoccupied.

One evening before Qingming, it was raining, Guangxu finished his little dinner, and the old eunuch who was close to him opened an umbrella and followed him, walking slowly by the sea.

Suddenly, someone behind him said: "Go down."

Turning around and looking, it was actually Lan Qin.

Guangxu was taken aback.

Seeing that Guangxu didn't even kneel, Lan Qin tilted her umbrella and waited until the old prisoner had gone far before saying, "Master Zhen, I pushed him into the well."

Guangxu didn't react at all, "What did you say?"

"Concubine Zhen, I pushed her into the well. Lord Long Live heard me right." He tried to make his voice sound ruthless.

Guangxu gasped, and narrowed his eyes, as if he could see Lan Qin more clearly in this way.

Throwing open the umbrella, raised his right foot and kicked Lan Qin to the ground, staring into his eyes, "Give me a reason not to kill you."

Lan Qin looked at him calmly, propped up half of her body with one hand, brushed the willow leaves stuck to the python robe by the rain, held the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "There is no need to find any reason - because you can't kill me."

He actually called him "you". ——If love can't save him, let hate come.

Guangxu laughed loudly, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, and he stepped forward to grab the front of Lanqin's boa robe with both hands, trying to drag him into Haizi with all his strength.

Lan Qin seemed to have completely forgotten her identity, and she wrestled with Guangxu like this, her eyes were red with anxiety, and both of them almost fell into the water—Guangxu hesitated a little, Lan Qin took the opportunity to clasp Guangxu's hands on his chest , A turn over unexpectedly put him under the body.

Things have come to this point, there is nothing that cannot be done.

"How dare you!" Guangxu was startled, but he couldn't break free.

"Why don't I dare!" Lan Qin gasped heavily, the strength in her hand didn't weaken at all.

"Let go of me!" Guangxu said angrily. "You deceive the king!"

"I'm deceiving the emperor! But what kind of emperor are you?" The words that hurt him the most were blurted out like this.

Guangxu wanted to refute and opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.After a long time, he gave up resisting, and whispered in a low voice: "Yes...for so many years...what kind of emperor I have been...I would rather be someone else, as long as I don't want to be this emperor, what can I do? It's all right...but why...it's me..."

Lan Qin's heart ached so badly that she couldn't breathe.

"Look at me." Touching his cold hand, Lan Qin said in a tough tone she had never had before, "Look at me! So is this the rest of your life? Are you willing to let others manipulate you for the rest of your life? Do you want all those things you desperately want to achieve?"

"..." There seemed to be a flash of hesitation in Guangxu's eyes, and then quickly dimmed.

Even though he has lost the company of his parents since he was a child, even if his marriage is involuntary, he still has a heart of love and benevolence for the people and things around him.Once, once, even in the darkest days, there was a sun-like flame surging under his seemingly cold exterior, and even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he continued to move forward.But now...

Kong has an ambition, the Sino-Japanese War was defeated, the Reform Movement of [-] was defeated, and Gengzi was also defeated.If the water is three thousand, it will be a negative drink in the end.

"...I don't want it anymore...everything I had, all...lost..." Confidentially, with tears in her eyes due to over-excitement.The difficulties of the family and the country, the love between mother and child, the friendship between master and servant—the person in front of me who has faced each other day and night for ten years, and who has given up his life to block the knife for himself, is nothing but a scam.He closed his eyes desperately, "Even you..." Tears fell instantly.

As if she couldn't bear it anymore, Lan Qin reached out her hand to cover his trembling mouth, and interrupted: "If Master Zhen is alive in heaven... how can I feel at ease..." Bite her lips as if she was about to ooze blood . "Don't give up...don't be so easy..."

Guangxu looked at Lanqin blankly as if he was suddenly shocked by something.

Xiao Lanzi.

"You are...you are here..." The covered lips blurred the words.Hot, big tears fell down and slid onto Lan Qin's hand.

The remaining sliver of sanity was about to be eroded by madness, Lan Qin used all her strength to support herself, and retracted her hand.After burying the beast in her heart, Lan Qin closed her eyes.

"Long live lord..."

Guangxu held his breath and remained motionless.

Please... hold on....

Enduring the pain, he swallowed the words that had rushed to his lips.Just quietly, step by step, looking down at him.

Yes, this is the last.

Cut off all the surging emotions with a decisive blade.Staring deeply at the one she loves, Lan Qin puts on her cold mask again.

"If you keep going, by that day, you will be able to kill me..."

It was as if he had sentenced himself to death.

"Use your own power...to kill me."

Guangxu's chest tightened.why.Can't even think about why.be terribly upset.Or, it's heartbroken.

Lan Qin melted her judgment into a heartbreaking smile.He got up and took off his horseshoe sleeves, knelt down on both knees, and kowtowed to the bank of the South China Sea in Yulinling.

Tears rolled down my cheeks.

Then take a step.

In the end, there was no turning back.

The next month after the two palaces returned to Luan, the Empress Dowager ordered Lanqin to be dismissed from the palace and never to be used again.

Lan Qin understands that if she stays by her side, she will not be able to bear the difficulties of Concubine Zhen.

Before leaving, Cixi asked him to go to his side alone.

Xiao Lanzi, how am I treating you?

Lafayette's heart to slaves is the heart of a bodhisattva to all living beings...it couldn't be more merciful.

Then how do you see me in the bottom of your heart?

Lafayette... my slave, I have been the little Lanzi in your palace for most of my life.

Cixi smiled.I understand your loyalty.But I can't keep you.

I can let go of the empty Forbidden City, but I can't let go of the people who are dreaming in this city.

For the rest of his life, he will only be his Lanqin.