Empress Fenghua

Chapter 529
Hua Zhong stood in front of the gate of Yongning Palace for a while, looking at the ruined palace as if it was covered in dust, there were too many memories here, Hua Zhong couldn't help but sigh...

Pushing open the door, the palace was empty, Hua Zhong saw that everything in the palace was the same as when Duan Huixian was there, Hua Zhong thought of Han Jingzhi, Gu Shuangcheng, and Duan Huixian every smile, majesty and momentum.A place with too many stories always looks so sad!
After layers of curtains, Hua Zhong found the figure, dressed in a purple robe, very much like the gentleman Pianpian who was as gentle and pure as jade back then!
Ye Yongjia slowly opened his eyes, the portrait of Duan Huixian in front of him was still full of smiles, and Huixian's smile was as bright as the morning sun under the crabapple trees in the house.Yongjia seemed to feel Huazhong's breath, and he couldn't help being a little surprised when he looked back.

Hua Zhong raised the corner of his mouth, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, but seeing each other again now seems a bit natural and casual!" Hua Zhong stepped forward and saw the portrait, "Is this from your handwriting?"

"Sure enough, it's your sharp eyes!" Yong Jia laughed, "I spent a whole afternoon painting this portrait back then. Huixian just stood there all afternoon without any complaints. Do you know why?"

"It must be Huixian's eyebrows, you can't draw them!" Hua Zhong looked at each stroke as if he had exhausted his mind, "It will take some effort to paint Huixian so beautifully!"

Ye Yongjia shook his head, "No! Because back then, my eyes were full of your shadow and eyebrows. When I saw Huixian's face, it changed on paper!"

"Yongjia..."

"Hua Zhong, I have to admit that I still love you in this life, but I love you but it can't be a reality that we will grow old together. Because I have Huixian, she and I have suffered so much, and she has worked hard to calm the world for me. , Sitting in the country. I can’t live without her, not allowed in principles and morals, nor in my heart and feelings!” Yong Jia said with a smile, “It’s like falling in love with two people at the same time, but can only stay with one of them forever! "

"I sometimes think back to Lingshan Yaji these days, those shining days are like the best time in our life! Never go back, never again! Only those few days are all of us party!"

Hua Zhong looked at Yongjia's lonely profile, "Yongjia, have you ever regretted it?"

"Regret?" Yongjia couldn't help laughing, "Is it regret that I won the throne of Emperor Cong Jia? Or regret that I abolished Huixian's empress position? Or regret that I gave up on you? Hua Zhong, I think about my life There is no other choice! At this moment, I can finally be my own master!"

Hua Zhong couldn't help frowning, and there was a war drum in his ear...

"Yongjia, you..."

Yongjia had a resolute face, "I have issued an order to open the city gate and welcome Xiliang into Wan'an City without words!"

"You want a Zen position?"

Yong Jia shook his head, "I just want to see him!"

Xiliang Wuyan's golden armor also looked a bit dull in the dark cloudy weather, and his pale face remained the same.He raised his head and looked at Ye Yongjia who was dressed in purple on the palace wall. In his impression, he was once young, and he was also dressed in purple, so elegant...

Yongjia glanced at the soldiers, everyone had different expressions on their faces, he couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart, what made the war so popular?Is it ambition, is it greed, or is it for the wives and children in the family and the lofty aspirations of a lifetime?

Yongjia opened his arms, "Huazhong, I'm suddenly tired!"

Hua Zhong looked at Yong Jia's side face, and unexpectedly, the scene of the country's destruction and palace collapse was staged in front of her again, but this time she was with Yong Jia in another identity, instead of ruining his life with her own hands.No matter which time, he was so composed, with a hint of sadness in his eyes...

"If you're tired, take a break!" Hua Chong said with a smile, "Perhaps after you sit in meditation, you will have more opportunities to rest, and maybe you will also see Zhen'er and Princess Xinyang!"

Yongjia smiled brightly, took off the pearl and stuffed it into Hua Zhong's hands, "Give this pearl to Chen Xiang and tell her that the past is over. In fact, I have always kept those young vows in my heart, but it's a pity that I don't have the chance to see you again in this life. If there is an afterlife As a free man, I will come to her again!"

Just as Hua Zhong took the pearl, Yongjia's smile froze on his face, his hands were holding the dagger stuck in his abdomen, blood spurted out and splashed on Hua Zhong's white clothes.Hua Zhong stood there blankly, Yong Jia leaned on her shoulder, and slowly slid down to the ground...

Hua Zhong caught Yong Jia's body, and suddenly burst into tears!

The downpour washed away all the blood, and Hua Zhong couldn't help but burst into grief. When those shining times suddenly became a kind of memory, what is there to miss in life?
Hua Zhong looked at the sapphire blue emerald bamboo tassel tightly clutched in Yongjia's hand, wondering what it felt like?

"Exhausting the previous life and present life, all I can give you is this Xiangying..."

Emperor Ling personally conquered Wan'an, Chengguo, and Emperor Yongjia opened the city gate to let him in. He stood silently on the palace wall, remained indifferent for a long time, and committed suicide on the palace wall.There is no war in Wan'an, no harm to the people, and the generosity of Emperor Yongjia will be passed on to future generations!The emperor of the mausoleum was grateful for his virtue and buried him in the imperial mausoleum generously. The sapphire blue green bamboo tassel in his hand could not be taken out, so he was buried with him!It's just that the pearl that was once regarded as the representative of Wan'an City for nine thousand years has disappeared!
months later.

The setting sun outside the pass coated the horizon with a layer of gold, and the grassland was covered with a magnificent color.A flock of sheep passed by, gathered together for a while, and scattered for a while, like clouds in the sky blown away by the wind.Among this flock, a child happily plays among them.

"Chenxiang!"

The woman turned her head back, her skin was as snowy as her hair, and a few strands of hair fell on her neck, always showing a kind of inadvertent enchantment and temptation.But in that ordinary homely clothes, I really can't see any difference in her, except for her beauty!

"Zixie, why are you here?" Princess Xinyang stood up and walked over, "Zhen'er hasn't played enough yet!"

Zixie glanced at Zhen'er among the sheep, and couldn't help frowning, "I really hope that Zhen'er can be happy like this forever, but I hope he can spend his life here in an ordinary way."

Xinyang smiled slightly, "Zhen'er is young but has gone through twists and turns. I think Yongjia entrusted him to us because he wanted him to miss the royal family again! But shouldn't you be at Uncle Bao's house at this time? Why are you here?"

Zixie stroked Xinyang's hair, his expression a bit solemn, "Chen Xiang, there is news from an old friend..."

Xinyang couldn't help frowning, with a trace of nervousness in her heart. She had already heard about Cheng Guo's situation, including Duan Huixian's death, otherwise Zhen'er would not have been sent here.

Xinyang calmed down, "Say it!"

Zixie took out the pearl, "Hua Chong sent someone to send it over! The Cheng Kingdom is gone, and the Ling Kingdom will replace it, and the world will fall!"

Xinyang burst into tears suddenly, like beads falling from a broken thread, he took off the pearls around his waist and put the two together.After years of precipitation, it seems that nothing has changed, and the pearl is still shining as before, but...

"Yongjia..." Xinyang broke down in tears, and knelt on the ground holding the two pearls.There is no such person as Ye Yongjia in the world anymore, the person who used to love but couldn't, tossing and turning, the person who made himself unable to eat and sleep at night, the person who had troubled him for many years, the person who wanted to hear but was afraid to hear the answer.All destroyed overnight...

Zixie hugged Xinyang, "You still have me!" In this world, Mrs. Ye no longer has any relatives, only Zixie in Xinyang!
Xinyang raised his head, looked at Zixie with tears in his eyes, "What else did he say? What else did Hua Zhong bring?"

Zixie took out the Shenshang sword in his hand, "Yongjia said, if I become a free man in the next life, I will come to you again!"

"Auntie! Auntie!" Zhen'er ran over and saw Xinyang's face covered with tears, "Auntie, why are you crying?"

Xinyang put those two pearls on Zhen'er's waist, "Zhen'er, from now on we will really depend on each other!"

Zhen'er frowned, seeing the familiar pearl and the Shenshang sword, she couldn't help being shocked.But she smiled with tears, "Auntie, I'm afraid Zhen'er will be with Auntie for the rest of her life!"

That Pearl father never left his body, and the Shenshang sword never left his eyes, how could he come to this thousands of miles away outside the pass?There was only one answer, and Zhen Er looked at the setting sun with a trace of loneliness in her heart and smiled slightly.Father, goodbye!
At night, the starry sky is bright.

Xinyang stood by the lake, the blue lake looked like a fairyland left by the sky.Xinyang put the lantern in his hand in the river, and watched the lantern fade away, leaving only a light behind.Xinyang took Zhen'er's hand, "Yongjia, you are actually wrong. As a creature of the six realms, how can there be freedom?"

Zhen'er pouted, "Auntie, what is freedom?"

Xinyang was taken aback, then chuckled, "Let's have a dream! Only dreams are free."

it is good!I will be your dream in the next life...

The lantern slowly withered and faded in the water, but a line of beautiful writing on it could be vaguely seen.

Relying on the sky to illuminate countless flowers in the sea, flowing water and high mountains, the heart knows itself...

(End of this chapter)