Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

The chief **** knelt in front of the dragon case and added a few pieces of green turmeric to the censer, which was filled with cigarettes and a faint bitter fragrance floating and flowing.

Li De looked at the direction Yaoying was leaving, and then asked for a moment, "Do you think Qiniang looks like a person?"

The **** put down the gilt silver spoon and answered cautiously: "The seven princesses are beautiful in the country, a bit of the demeanor of the sage when he was young."

If you look at the eyebrows, the Seventh Princess looks like no one. Among the princes and princesses, she is the only one with big and slender winking eyes.

The corner of Li De's mouth twitched, "Fu Nian, who do you think is the person who understands me best in this world?"

The **** considered it for a while: "Naturally it is the queen first."

There were fine wrinkles on Li De's face, and melancholy flashed across Feng's eyes.

He only loved Tang Ying a woman in his life, but Tang Ying had never understood him. What she wanted was a single-minded husband, a warm and complete home, not an emperor.

"The person who understands me best in this world is Xie Wuliang."

A surprise flashed across the eunuch's face.

Li De understood what the **** was thinking: Since Wuliang Xie knows you best, why are you so indifferent to Concubine Xie and her children?

Just like Tang Ying questioning him again and again back then: Lang Jun loves me and respects me, why would he marry other women?

Because he was not only Li De, but also Wei Jun's general who was loyal to countless soldiers.

After Tang Ying died, many people asked Li De: Do you regret it?

Li Dedang, who had just lost Tang Ying, then regretted. He turned his head overnight, thunder was furious, and all his anger was cast on Xie Manyuan and Li Zhongqian.

There is only one person who never regrets asking Li De.

He calmly packed up for Xie Manyuan, sent her away to avoid misfortune, and asked Li Zhongqian to abandon Wu Congwen, and then concentrate on studying the book, and never touch the pair of golden hammers again for the rest of his life.

After finishing everything, he returned to Jingnan and never took another step out of Jingnan.

Finally died in Jingnan.

The only person in the world who knew Li De died.

The only woman in the world he truly loved has also turned into a dead bone.

The only son he loves is capricious, gloomy, and full of wings in the future, he will surely kill his father and avenge his mother.

Li De knew that he would feel guilty and painful all his life because of Tang Ying's death.

But he does not regret it.

Wei Jun regained more than half of the country, and the Wei Dynasty established the country. In time, he and his descendants will surely complete the great cause of unifying the mountains and rivers and conquering the world.

He Qinghaiyan, the country is peaceful.

This road is destined to be difficult and destined to be lonely.

He can go on alone.

Even if it turns out that the people betray their relatives and remain alone for a lifetime.

For the monarch, this should be the case.

Li De opened a memo: "I only learned today that the person who understands me best among all my children is actually Qiniang."

A glimmer of joy flashed across the eyes of the eunuch: Is this holy to treat the seventh princess well?

Li De glanced over his expression, sarcasm in his eyes.

He is about to make an order for Qiniang and Qin to descend.

If Qiniang was not the daughter of thankfulness, nor Li Zhongqian's sister, he might keep her by his side based on her transparency.

It's a pity that she is.

He will not leave any hidden dangers to Li Xuanzhen, the more Qiniang understands him, the less he can keep her.

...

Yaoying fell asleep all day and night.

The next morning, Donggong sent people to inquire about the news, and Xu Biao was driven out by the spear-wielding Zhonglang.

Half an hour later, Li Xuanzhen came in person.

Hu Changshi stopped in front of the door and sneered: "His Royal Highness, can you wait until our lord can go to the ground?"

Li Xuanzhen frowned slightly.

Wei Ming stood behind him and asked with a smile: "Seven princesses are really very sick? Someone knows medical science, so it's better to let some take a look at the pulse for the princess."

Li Yaoying became ill just after the deal was negotiated. Why is this disease so weird?

Chang Shi clenched his hands into fists, full of resentment, and was about to yell at him when the door opened behind him.

Xie Qing opened the door, his eyes motioned that he didn't need to stop.

Chang Shi gritted his teeth and gave way.

Li Xuanzhen stepped into the room and heard Wei Ming's nose snorting softly.

There is no smell of medicine in the house.

Wei Ming whispered: "It's really weird! The Seventh Princess must be pretending to be sick..."

He was very sure.

But when his gaze fell on Li Yaoying, who was half leaning on the bed, his tone immediately became uncertain, and he slowly closed his voice.

Yaoying's face was pale, her lips were slightly blue, there was no trace of blood, she looked like she was seriously ill.

Wei Ming whispered in his heart: The Seventh Princess is really sick?

Standing in front of the footrest, far away from the bed, Li Xuanzhen paused his eyes on Yaoying's face for a moment.

The sunlight flooded into the room, and was sifted carefully by a large screen inlaid with embroidered landscape figures. It was caged on his shoulders. In the melting golden light, his handsome face was hidden in a half-bright and half-dark light and shadow.

A pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, cold and dark.

Yaoying was in a daze, looked at Li Xuanzhen for a moment, and suddenly whispered, "Brother..."

Everyone in the room was taken aback.

Yaoying panted slightly, her eyes fell on Li Xuanzhen's face, and she murmured, "Brother is back."

Chang Shi bowed his head and wiped tears.

Li Xuanzhen made no sound.

Xie Qing stepped forward and bowed and said, "Princess, this is His Royal Highness."

Yaoying's expression was a little confused, and she stayed for a while, the perplexity in her eyes faded little by little, her eyes were black and white, and the autumn water was squiggly.

She looked at Li Xuanzhen and slowly recognized him, her expression gradually turning cold.

"Brother Changsheng, how did you become like this?"

This sigh seemed to be non-existent, as if it was just an illusion by Li Xuanzhen.

He raised his eyes, and his heart felt as if a stone was gently dropped by someone, and ripples were swayed.

When he recovered, Yaoying was already sober and restored her usual expression, and said indifferently: "I have already informed the saint of the intention of marrying in the Ming Dynasty. The edict will be issued in a few days. Your Royal Highness doesn't have to worry about my rebellion."

She spoke weakly, and her voice sounded delicate and soft, but it contained a sense of alienation.

Li Xuanzhen looked at her in silence.

Wei Ming couldn't help saying: "You dare to ask the princess to give me a token that can be used as a voucher, otherwise the flying team will not step into Huangzhou."

The corner of Yaoying's mouth was slightly tilted, and she said sarcastically: "This token must be sent to Chief Ye Lu, right?"

They were afraid of her going back.

Wei Ming said with a smile, "Princess Bingxue is smart."

According to his idea, Donggong shouldn't save Li Zhongqian, but Li Xuanzhen was determined to save Zhu Luyun. He weighed it over and thought it would be okay. The seventh princess married and married, and Li Zhongqian lost his arms.

Maybe Li Zhongqian would be angry and ruin himself...that would be better.

Wei Ming came to the palace just to ask Li Yaoying for a token, so that she had no room for remorse.

Chang Shi was trembling with anger: The princess was so ill, they actually came to force her!

Yaoying looked calm, coughed lightly, and looked at a small box beside the bed.

Xie Qing understood, picked up the box and handed it to Wei Ming.

Wei Ming took the box and opened it, looked at it, and his face was happy.

There are Feng Yaoying's autographs in the box, as well as her personal accessories, these things are enough to serve as tokens.

Yaoying covered her lips and coughed, looking at Li Xuanzhen, weakly and said: "His Royal Highness is satisfied? Or is it that Your Royal Highness has to send me to Chief Ye Lu's bed immediately to be relieved?"

The soft tone was the most pungent question.

This sentence made Wei Ming frowned, and smiled awkwardly, "Don't disturb the princess's cultivation."

He glanced at Li Xuanzhen.

Li Xuanzhen looked away, turned around and left.

Chang Shi's eyes widened and shouted: "Wait! Where's your token? Who knows if you will keep your promise? The princess' token is given to you, and you have to take out the token too!"

Wei Ming frowned and looked at Li Xuanzhen.

Li Xuanzhen turned her head and stared at Yaoying for a while: "What credentials do you want?"

Yaoying smiled, her anger was like gossip, but her eyes were clear and energetic: "His Royal Highness has a lot of words, why do you need a certificate?"

Wei Ming was stunned for a moment, his expression embarrassed.

Li Xuanzhen pursed her thin lips, undercurrents under her eyes interlaced, stood for a while, turned around and went out.

Chang Shi immediately ordered the maid to hang up the curtain, rushed to the bed, and said anxiously: "Your lord, don't you really need to ask the prince for a token? What if the prince doesn't keep his promises?"

Yaoying took a few breaths and shook her head.

"The prince will not break the contract."

Li Xuanzhen promised to save whoever would do it, even if that person is his mortal enemy, she is not worried about this.

...

After leaving the palace, Wei Ming suggested sending Li Yaoying's tokens to the residence where Chief Yelu stayed.

"In this way, the seventh princess can't regret it anymore."

Li Xuanzhen did not speak, and reached out to clasp the box.

Wei Ming was taken aback and raised his head.

Li Xuanzhen said, "Keep it here, and wait until there is news from Huangzhou."

Wei Ming's eyes flickered, and he lowered his head.

Back in the East Palace, the child servant came to report: "His Royal Highness, the lady has been waiting for you for a long time."

Li Xuanzhen changed her clothes and went to see Zheng Biyu in the inner courtyard.

Zheng Biyu looked sad: "His Royal Highness, can I really only let the Seventh Princess marry on my behalf? Can others do it?"

Li Xuanzhen rubbed her eyebrows, "No way."

Zheng Biyu bit her lip, and her eyes flushed slightly: "The seventh princess is only fourteen years old! She is your sister, although she is not a mother, but is also your siblings, Your Highness, how can you let the seventh princess take Zhu Luyun's life? Marriage, that’s all. But Zhu Luyun provoked this marriage, so you shouldn’t trade this with the Seventh Princess!"

Li Xuanzhen raised her head suddenly, her eyes were cold, and her voice became heavy: "It's not her, it must be Yun Niang. Do you really want to watch Yun Niang and kiss?"

Zheng Biyu was startled, her beautiful face instantly filled with sullenness: "What does your Highness mean? Your Highness thought I was stopping you to let Zhu Luyun marry away?"

Li Xuanzhen looked down and said nothing.

Zheng Biyu trembled, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

After a while, she smiled and said sarcastically: "His concubine is a concubine of the Zheng family. Since childhood, she has been influenced by poems and books, and she has been famous for her virtues. Over the years, her concubine has made untimely actions for Zhu Luyun. There are complaints, but the concubine has never been jealous of Zhu Luyun. The concubine is the wife of His Royal Highness, whoever she loves, the concubine will take care of her like her, and only hope that she can make her happy and comfortable."

Li Xuanzhen straightened her eyes and said faintly: "The prince has always been virtuous...Then why are you begging for the seventh princess?"

Zheng Biyu was silent.

Yes, why did she speak for Li Yaoying?

Li Xuanzhen knows her, she is a daughter of a family, and she has been intrigued since she was a child, and everything is based on family interests.

Calm and rational, selfish.

When the world was in turmoil that year, the Zheng family's several different forces respectively took effect, Zheng Yu became Li De's staff, and her father chose to assist Li De's mortal enemy.

This is the survival method of the aristocratic family. No matter which side wins in the end, the Zheng family can continue to prosper in the new dynasty.

The world's righteousness and the grief of the people have nothing to do with them. They only pay attention to their own family.

The aristocratic family like the Xie family who takes the world as their responsibility is a different kind, so the Xie family's life was weak, and it was completely annihilated in the war.

They are looked up to by the world, but not understood by the world.

Only a clan like the Zheng family, which always puts family interests first, can flourish from generation to generation.

As a daughter of a family, Zheng Biyu is skilled in calculations and plans everything for herself and her family.

When she was fifteen years old, she married the son of Li De's mortal enemy, and the Zhao family promised to canonize her as a princess in the future. A few years later, the Zhao family was defeated, and her father sent her to Li De.

Li De asked Zheng Biyu if he was willing to remarry Li Xuanzhen.

Zheng Biyu agreed without even thinking about it. Before the body of the first husband was cold, she was ready to marry again.

Why should she be unfair for the Seventh Princess?

Zheng Biyu smiled bitterly, and slowly said: "When I first saw Princess Seven, she was only ten years old. That year, the Zhao family was defeated, and Wei Jun surrounded the Zhao family mansion. The Zhao family and the Li family were enemies and killed. With the brothers of the saint, the old lady knew that the Li family would not let them go after the city was broken, and let people prepare poisoned wine."

...

Zheng Biyu was also with the old lady at that time.

With tears in her eyes, the old lady said to her: "Yu Niang, you are the prostitute of the Zheng family. You are known as virtuous. The Li family will not kill you, but there are dozens of people in my Zhao family who cannot escape this disaster. You and my mother-in-law A fate is also fate. Today is a goodbye, Yin and Yang are separated. If you can see your uncle, I hope you can say a few good things for my Zhao family’s family members in the past, and I beg them not to ruin us. Corpse."

Zheng Biyu choked and nodded.

The fire was blazing outside the high wall, and the sound of fighting was getting closer and closer.

Madam Zhao led all the female relatives to hide in the Zhao family's ancestral hall. The eldest lady, the second lady, the third lady, the concubines of several princes, the maid in the house, the young lady and the baby girl waiting to be fed, all kneeled to hide. She cried bitterly and trembled.

"Alo, don't be afraid." Madam Zhao comforted her most beloved little granddaughter and tremblingly handed out poisoned wine, "After drinking this glass of wine, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

Alo was fifteen years old, and he was so frightened that he knew that what his grandmother handed was poisoned wine.

The female family members of a house cried loudly with them, feeling desolate.

At this moment, there was a kick from the gate, and the soldiers yelled outside to rush into the ancestral hall, and crude and foul language came and went one after another.

The female relatives looked horrified and screamed.

Zheng Biyu and his attendants stood aside, and did not step forward.

From the moment the Zhao family fell, she had nothing to do with the Zhao family.

Madam Zhao's face turned pale, she grabbed A Luo, opened her mouth, and cried: "A Luo, be good, drink it, you don't have to suffer any more."

Alo kept crying, but he also understood that grandmother couldn't bear to see her being ravaged by the rioters, and slowly opened her mouth.

"Mrs. Zhao, wait a minute!"

A tender voice suddenly sounded, like the first ripe fruit of summer, sweet and crisp.

Zheng Biyu followed the prestige.

The noise outside the door stopped. The door was opened, and a young man wearing a round-necked brocade robe and a crown of lotus and jasper walked in.

When the teenager approached, Zheng Biyu found that the other party was a pretty, bright, and snow-skinned little lady.

The little lady walked up to Madam Zhao, politely bowed to her, and said, "The old lady is polite. Only then did she scare the old lady. Don't blame the old lady, I have let outsiders withdraw from the ancestral hall, and they won't come again."

Madam Zhao looked at the little lady blankly.

The little lady looked at Allo who was crying heartbreakingly: "Sister A is so old, the old lady really bears the heart to let her bury the Zhao family?"

Madam Zhao looked down at Aluo, and the grandparents cried in their arms.

The little lady said: "Don't worry, the old lady, I am here today, no one dares to belittle you."

She motioned to the attendant behind her.

The attendants entered the house, took away all the poisoned wine in front of the female relatives, and retired respectfully.

The little lady also went out, and the attendant brought a top seat. She raised her robes, and the horse sat on the top seat with a golden sword, but her toes were hanging in the air, not touching the ground.

She coughed.

The attendant moved the zizi under her feet, and the little lady stepped on the zizi and sat down.

Outside the high wall, there were soldiers shouting to kill. The night was dark and smoke billowed. The little lady sat down until midnight.

During this period, rebel soldiers rushed into the ancestral hall with a wretched smile. The little lady's attendant immediately went forward: "The female son is here, who dares to be presumptuous?"

The rebels turned around in fright and ran away.

In the middle of the night, there was a mess of footsteps outside the door, and a group of soldiers with big waists came in, surrounded by a young man holding a golden hammer.

The young man was tall and strong, his muscles stretched under his military uniform, and strode to the little lady.

The Zhao family female relatives in the ancestral hall trembled all over when they saw the visitor.

Zheng Biyu recognized the youth, the little overlord of the Li family killed people like hemp, and his notoriety spread, and the little boy of the Zhao family died under his double hammers.

Li Zhongqian ran straight to the corridor, covered in blood and a gloomy face. When he opened his mouth, he spoke in a gentle tone: "What are you doing here?"

The little lady stood up: "Brother, are you hurt?"

Li Zhongqian wiped off the blood on his sleeve: "Other people's blood...It's messy here, don't stay here, I will ask Xie Chao to send you back."

The little lady shook her head, "The Zhao family's daughters are all in the ancestral hall, and I have to guard them."

Zheng Biyu thought that Li Zhongqian would scold the little lady for mischief, but he didn't say a word of blame, nodded, and ordered his subordinates: "Xie Chao stay, whoever dares to rush into Qiniang, kill him."

After a few words, Li Zhongqian hurriedly left with the blood-stained hammers.

The little lady then sat back on the top seat and stayed till dawn.

The next day, Zheng Biyu left with the people sent by the Zheng family to pick her up.

Later, her mother told her that the Zhao family's female relatives had kept her virginity and did not seek death. The Li family did not rush to kill the Zhao family, and returned the old house and guard servants of the Zhao family to their hometown for resettlement.

...

After recalling the past, Zheng Biyu looked at Li Xuanzhen.

"His Royal Highness, the seventh princess saved the Zhao family's daughters, but she never mentioned it. Later, she also saved the Lu's, Lu's, and Sun's families..."

"I gave birth that year, and His Royal Highness was fighting abroad. There were rebels in the city and blocked the city gate. The people in the city were panicked. The eleven-year-old Seventh Princess sent people to take care of me and other women and children. , To deter the rebels."

Zheng Biyu will never forget the desperate atmosphere of heavy depression and catastrophe in the city at that time.

The people in the house turned their backs on their horses, Li De’s concubines would only cry, and some were clamoring to surrender. Li Yaoying ordered the beheaded to open the gate of the city. As the daughter of the Li family, he gathered the people in the city and guarded the wall for more than ten days. .

After giving birth, Zheng Biyu gritted his teeth and got out of bed, planning to go to the city wall to guard as well. She is Li Xuanzhen's wife, so she can't let Li Zhongqian's sister be too popular.

The maid assisted her to walk under the city wall. She raised her head and saw the girl in hunting suit and bathing in the bright sun on the city wall. Suddenly she remembered the scene of seeing Li Yaoying for the first time.

After Zheng Biyu married Li Xuanzhen, he once asked Li Yaoying: "Qiniang and Zhao's family are not relatives, why should they save the Zhao family's daughters?"

Li Yaoying casually said: "It's all about the effort."

Zheng Biyu is a daughter of a family, sober and sensible. After marrying Li Xuanzhen, she plans for Li Xuanzhen wholeheartedly. What about Zhu Luyun's tossing to death? She will always be Li Xuanzhen's wife.

Zheng Biyu, who was calculating, stood under the city wall, looked up at Li Yaoying's petite and determined figure, was taken aback for a while, and turned back to the room.

Zheng Biyu knew that Qiniang was not soliciting people's hearts for Li Zhongqian, she just wanted to protect the people in the city and protect the women and children of Li's family.

Just as she protects the Zhao family's female relatives, she is also a woman who has no power to restrain the chicken. Since she can stretch her hand to save the other party from the tragic fate of being ravaged, why not help?

There were tears in Zheng Biyu's eyes.

"His Royal Highness asked the concubine why she was speaking for the seventh princess. The reason is very simple, because the concubine still has a little conscience."

Li Xuanzhen closed her eyes, her hands trembled slightly, and the blue veins on her forehead violently: "She came to beg me! She came to me for the deal! She is the daughter of Xie's daughter, and her life and death have nothing to do with me! "

Zheng Biyu sighed as he looked at Li Xuanzhen, whose eyes were closed and her expression faintly crazy.

"Dalang...you will regret it."

"No!" Li Xuanzhen opened his eyes, undercurrents surged, "I won't regret it."

no way.

...

Two days later, the Flying Cavaliers sent back news.

They found Li Zhongqian. Li Zhongqian was still in a coma. There were only five or six dead guards left beside him. Although the situation was urgent, his life was not in danger.

The flying cavalry team has taken Li Zhongqian on the return journey.

Li Xuanzhen asked people to send the news to the palace.

Yaoying had just recovered from her drowsiness and she was holding onto the newspaper tightly, tears bursting down.

Brother really is still alive.

As long as Brother returns safely, she won't be afraid of anything.

The sender reminded Yaoying: "Your lord, Chang Shi said, you should fulfill your promise."

Yaoying clutched the newsletter, wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, and gave a faint hum.

Three days later, there was a big banquet in the palace. Li De once again invited Chief Yelu and other tribal leaders, princes, envoys from various countries, ministers of the DPRK, harem concubines and clansmen to attend the banquet.

The palace sent guards to pick Yaoying to the banquet.

Yaoying dressed up in Chinese clothes, stepped onto the carriage with the help of Xie Qing, tightly holding the moon pearl in her palm.