Jin Su spring speech

Chapter 99
Concubine Xiao Shu ordered her subordinates to keep their hands and feet clean. The killer waited outside the temple for a long time, and finally the opportunity came.

One day, the presiding teacher wanted to send people into the city to buy some supplies, Wu Zetian unexpectedly invited Huijue to go with him for the first time, Huijue was slightly startled, and readily agreed.

The facial features of the two of them seem to be carved out of the same mold, but their temperaments are quite different. Everyone in the temple gets along with each other every day, and they can tell the difference immediately as long as they roll their eyeballs.Wu Zetian seemed gentle to others, but with a coldness that couldn't be concealed, she only got closer to Huijue.

The presiding teacher would occasionally go to the mountains to relax. At that time, Wu Zhao had just arrived. This afternoon, Huijue helped the teacher back to the temple. It turned out that the teacher accidentally sprained her foot. Huijue happened to pass by and rescued her , She said that she wanted to come to Ganye Temple to clean up, but the teacher agreed after thinking about it.But when it came time to shave, every time the master's knife was just raised, she would find a reason to interrupt the ceremony.So again and again, the teacher is too discerning, so she will lead her to practice, and make a decision after a year.

Because Huijue had saved her and she had a lot of tongues, the presiding teacher loved her very much, and after thinking about it, she sent the two of them to go.

It was the end of the year, and there was a first snowfall on the mountain early, which had not yet melted, and it was rather gloomy and cold.Wu Zetian went into the room and took two bright red cloaks. Huijue is not afraid of the cold, and often only wears light and thin clothes in cold weather, but Wu Zetian insisted on putting them on for her. Huijue took a look at Wu Zetian, but did not take them off. Down.

The two of them talked and laughed together and went down to the middle of the mountain, into the dense forest.

In this forest, there are three groups of people hidden.

Wu Zetian stopped suddenly, and whispered into Huijue's ear: "Sister, someone is following."

Huijue also retracted the steps she was about to take, and glanced at her: "I don't know that my sister is so good at hearing."

Wu Zetian sneaked a look back again, with panic in her eyes: "My sister is innocent, and I think she wants to kill me. I can't implicate my sister, or we will separate. I will lure them away, and my sister will go first."

Huijue suppressed the secret smile in his eyes: "If that's the case, today we two sisters have no choice but to part ways and ask for blessings."

That group of killers consisted of more than ten people, looking at the two red backs, they really couldn't tell the difference between the two of them, so they had to divide into two groups.

The group followed Wu Zetian to the depths, suddenly jumped off five guards and surrounded them, someone said softly in the dark: "Keep alive."

It's a pity that after some fighting, the remaining two killers saw that the situation was not good, both bit the poison sac in their mouths, and committed suicide.

The man came out gracefully and reprimanded him, "Trash."

At this time, Huijue led another group of killers around the forest, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, the killers were so skilled in martial arts, they couldn't match her footsteps, almost thought they couldn't catch up, but at the critical moment, she just When the time came, he fell inexplicably.

The killer was overjoyed and slowly approached her.

She raised her head and smiled slightly, the killer stared at the smile on her lips, her eyebrows jumped, and the six willow leaves and small knives in the forest shot out, piercing through their chests in an instant.

Huijue jumped up from the ground, patted the dirt on the clothes, and smiled even more: "Sister, I have been waiting for a long time."

After a while of silence, a person came out from behind the thick camphor tree. It was Wu Zetian. She looked at Huijue and said, "What a coincidence, sister."

Huijue shook her head lightly: "Unfortunately, sister, I'm waiting for you."

Wu Zetian approached a little closer: "Sister, since we are all safe and sound, let's report to the police as soon as possible."

Huijue raised her delicate eyebrows with anger that she had never seen before: "Forget it, I don't have time to act with you. I have nothing to do, so I came here to play and give you a hand, but Now it seems that you don't need it at all. Tell your people to come out and don't hide."

Wu Zetian gave a look, and the five people jumped down from the trees in all directions and surrounded Huijue.

Wu Zetian laughed softly: "Is my sister going to catch her without a fight?"

Before the words fell, there was only a slight click of the branches and leaves. Before the swords in the hands of the five people had time to lift up, a cold light flashed, and the blade slashed across their necks very quickly. Seeing blood seal their throats, the five people fell to the ground.

Wu Zetian hadn't seen the person's movement clearly, her throat was tightly locked by a thin hand.

Only then did she see his appearance, more beautiful than jade, more moist than pearls, it almost made her linger on the faint smile on his lips and forget the danger in front of her.

Huijue said in a strange way: "If my sister looks at my husband like this again, I will really disregard sisterhood."

Wu Zetian felt her throat getting tighter and tighter, so tight that she couldn't breathe, her eyes gradually blurred, and suddenly it was loosened. She coughed violently on the ground limply, and when she regained her breath, Huijue was standing in front of her. , holding the man's hand without hesitation.

Huijue bent down and looked at her: "I don't know, how did I offend my sister and tell you to kill me? How about it, tell me, if the reason is right, I will spare your life."

Wu Zetian caressed her swollen neck: "Since Shengyu, He Shengliang. I can't tolerate your letter, your face. Today's plan is just killing two birds with one stone."

Huijue pinched her chin: "Sister, I gave you this face. You can't bear it, why don't I take it back?"

Wu Zetian was startled: "Who are you? Why do you pretend to be me to deliver a letter to His Majesty?"

Huijue sneered: "My sister knew it a long time ago, didn't she accept it readily? You enjoy my help safely, but you want to kill me soon, my sister is worthy of being a femme fatale."

Wu Zetian bent his neck and closed his eyes: "If you kill it, you will kill it. There are so many words."

Huijue clicked his tongue and said, "I don't want to kill you. If I want to kill you, why should I talk to you? Dead people don't need to know the truth. Of course, the main thing is that I am a good person, the most good person in the world. Sister I have been hurt twice, and I have helped my sister four times in total, repaying a grudge with kindness, and the grievance and affection will be written off."

"I once told you that I only want to be ashamed of my heart and have no regrets in my heart. My sister has tried her best, and I hope I will never regret it. I will not kill you or let you go. Whether you can live or not is up to fate. However, Is it not bad to give you a chance to pretend to be pitiful with your majesty?"

As she spoke, she flicked her sleeves, and there was a scent hidden in the sleeves, just as Wu Zetian was about to cover her mouth and nose, she passed out.

When Wu Zetian woke up, the dry and hard hair stuck to her delicate face, and it rose and fell rhythmically. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, raised her upper body, and couldn't help but gasped. On a brown bear that was hibernating, the brown bear turned around, and she jumped down in a hurry, ignoring her injured knee on the ground, and hurried forward a few steps, almost being crushed by it.

She ran out of the cave lightly, stepped on the ice and snow, which was slightly wet, and a biting chill came from the soles of her feet, only then did she realize that her shoes and socks had been taken off.Well, what a good sister, she gritted her teeth and walked up the mountain by groping the night road. When she returned to Ganye Temple, her feet were already purple from the cold, with bruises and blood stains under her feet.

At this time, Emperor Gaozong was reading letters under the lamp again. He burned some at first, but he was reluctant, so he kept a few letters. When he read them occasionally, he found them interesting and full of deep meaning. Sometimes he didn't know what he fell in love with This letter is still that person.The last time I couldn't help talking about this letter with Wu Zhao, but she was evasive and talked about him left and right. After that, this letter no longer exists.

The guards came to report suddenly, saying that Wu Zetian was injured by the assassination. Gaozong hurriedly put away the letter paper, got up, remembered that it was late at night, and sat back to his original position. The next morning, he disguised himself and went to Ganye Temple.When she saw him, she stood up weakly, weeping, and begged him to investigate the matter thoroughly, but in the dense forest, dozens of corpses disappeared without a trace, and the matter was over. .

Many, many years later, Wu Zetian was already the only queen of heaven. Gaozong lingered on the sick bed, found out the yellowed letter paper, and suddenly stared at a word in it, "splendid brocade." Laugh, laugh out loud.

The brocade character, the right half of the silk, has two horizontal strokes in Shangbai's mouth.

In the first year of Shenlong, Wu Zetian, who had been in power for 15 years, died of illness. In the Shenlong coup, her two beloved faces were killed. She was forced to sit in the throne of Prince Li Xian and move to Shangyang Palace.She was lingering on the sick bed, no longer in the mood to paint her eyebrows and eyes, she closed her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Sister, your days are coming to an end, a sisterhood, of course, will be the end for you."

Wu Zetian opened her eyes, and suddenly a woman in purple clothes appeared in the empty hall, standing in front of her couch, smiling lightly, she was in a daze for a moment, she thought for a long time about this attractive facial features, charming smile, He looked so much like his younger self.

Wu Zetian couldn't believe it: "Huijue...sister?"

The woman gently held her old hand: "My sister has a good memory. I'm here, and I want to ask you something. In this life, do you have no regrets or regrets in your heart?"

Wu Zetian pulled his bony hand out of her white one: "No shame, no regrets."

She chuckled softly: "You didn't feel ashamed when you strangled your infant daughter to death? You didn't feel ashamed when you allowed your granddaughter to be spoiled and killed by your granddaughter?"

Wu Zetian still stared at her: "No shame, no regrets."

She smiled even wider: "Very good. The glory in this life can be regarded as earned by yourself."

In the next moment, Wu Zetian passed away in the Xianju Hall of Shangyang Palace.White snow floated outside the hall.

Qian Jin didn't leave immediately, she was standing in the deserted courtyard, under the snowy porch, suddenly found her cheeks were wet, she touched it, it turned out to be tears.

But Suhua came, startled: "Why are you crying?"

Qian Jin looked at him: "I'm crying about the cruelty of human heart and the cruelty of human nature, and I'm crying about Zhisu never coming back."

Suhua reached out and wiped the corners of her eyes: "Little girl, in this world, there are lovely people and scary people. Laughing without joy and crying without sadness are the scariest and saddest things."

Qian Jin smiled: "So what about you, are you happy, are you sad?"

Suhua got closer to her: "Well, I know my wife, I am obsessed with obsession, and I am very happy and sad."

Qianjin's eyes rolled slightly: "Then I have always had a question. When Zhisu found you, did you remember everything? And me, you always knew it was me?"

Suhua shook her head lightly: "The ray of consciousness I hid in the cinnabar mole woke up along with the dream in the medicine house. As for you, I can only be sure after seeing Lang Qing."

The cinnabar mole between his eyebrows suddenly flashed red, and he immediately stopped smiling: "Ma'am, Dan Ji, she's awake."

(End of this chapter)