My Empress Likes Handsome Guy

Jiang Dong just cried and did not move.

Chen Pinghu forced himself to sit up and said with a smile to Jiang Dong: "you heartless woman, you will cry for me. For your tears, I seem to have made a profit

He waved, "go out, I have something to say with Xiuchen song."

Jiang Dong, with tears in his eyes, saw him for the last time, and knew that he was a man of noble and upright character. He did not like to be seen by her at last, so he got up and walked to the stone room with difficulty.

Song Xiuchen took out a pill to Chen Pinghu, but Chen Pinghu shook his head and said, "don't waste good medicine."

When song Xiuchen touched his pulse, he actually lost too much blood. At the end of the strong crossbow, he knew that even if he continued to support his life with pills, it would add pain. He did not want to be condescending, so he sat cross legged and looked at Chen Pinghu equally.

Chen Pinghu gazed at him and sneered: "at that time, the emperor liked you not only because you were the son of Jiang Fei, but also because you were similar to his father. I have no resemblance to him. The relationship between my father and my mother is weak, and I have doubted whether I am the father's son or not? As you grow older and older, my father and the emperor pay more and more attention to you. I begin to be frightened. I know that you will replace me one day... "

Song Xiuchen said in a soft voice: "elder brother, I never want to fight with you for the crown prince. Besides, I I can't argue with you. "

Chen Pinghu said bitterly: "if you don't want to, naturally someone else will think for you. Jiang Fei and his father will plan for you. If it were not for the disaster, my crown prince would have been abolished by my father. My mother died with hatred, but how did my father ever care? "

Song Xiuchen was speechless. Some words were hidden in his heart. For more than ten years, only he understood that the reason why his mother's wife was favored was not because of her talent, but because of a gamble.

Chen Pinghu coughed a few times and coughed up a few drops of blood. He continued: "the great Zhou Dynasty was destroyed. It was a good destruction. My father's death and Jiang Fei's death are all as I wish. I am very grateful to Dongjun Wang and Li Yuanzhong. Without these traitors, who will avenge me! If the big week is good, I will not be able to lift my head for the rest of my life

Song Xiuchen's voice was hoarse: "but the Zhou Dynasty destroyed the country, and there is no such thing in the world. After eight years in the palace, my son, who loved me, died miserably overnight. In the 16th year of Yin Chou Ling's reign, is it my bad retribution

Chen Pinghu laughed twice, desolate and sarcastic, "you met her in Tai'an City, is it a sweet experience after all the hardships?"? There is a cycle of cause and effect. What about me? This life is a joke

When song Xiuchen closed his eyes, he should let Chen Pinghu understand, "elder brother, you were made crown prince when you were three years old. At that time, the father and emperor were in good health. There was no precedent for him to establish a prince. Do you know why?"

Chen Pinghu's eyes were cold, "because the father and the emperor want to rely on my mother's family power to stabilize the throne."

Song Xiuchen shook his head: "when you were eight years old, your mother and empress passed away, and the father and the emperor were already sitting on the Dragon chair. Why did he not abolish the crown prince? Are you still afraid of the forces of relatives who have already broken down and scattered? "

Chen Pinghu slightly changed color, then relieved, he chuckled: "the father always wants to pave a green cloud road for your mother and son."

Song Xiuchen said sadly, "no! Do you know that after the Queen's death, my father's and Emperor's attitude towards my mother's concubine was rapidly indifferent? From beginning to end, my mother's concubine is just a tool for my father and your mother to get angry. My mother and princess have already told me this. eldest brother! Do you know that the father and the emperor deeply love you and put great hopes on you? Your mother is the queen, the only queen. But my mother, in his eyes, is just an actor Guangxi biqu Pavilion www.gxgqt.org

Chen Pinghu looked at a loss. After a long time, he murmured: "so it is, so it is..." His face is smiling, but his voice is endless bitterness. His hands are shaking. He picks up the drinking spring sword, cuts the jade belt around his waist, and drops a tiger amulet from it.

"This tiger Rune can call on the 150000 army of Li Yuanzhong. Jiangshan is yours, so is she. I'm Chen Pinghu. I'm just making a wedding dress for others. "

Song Xiuchen looked sad and did not pick up the tiger amulet.

Chen Pinghu suddenly grasped his sleeve and said in a deep voice, "she is my wife who has worshipped heaven and Earth twice. After my death, Tongchuan will be in chaos. The news of Li Baorong's death can't be hidden. The empress of biegong will certainly make trouble. Only when Jiang Dong becomes the empress can he suppress the situation. As the mayor of the town and the widow of Chen Pinghu, she succeeded the empress. Tongchuan temple will not have any objection. Do you understand? "

Song Xiuchen closed his eyes and did not speak for a long time. Chen Pinghu tightly grasped his hand and fell down, "burn my body to ashes, I I don't owe him anything... "

After saying that, his eyes were lax and his face had a sad smile. A generation of powerful ministers of the temple died here.

After a long time, song Xiuchen walked out of the stone chamber with a sleeping Chen Pinghu on his back. When he was a child, he could not remember how many times he imagined that his elder brother could carry him on his back and play with him, but every time he saw him, his face was cold. He didn't understand why. He often felt ashamed. Over time, he was afraid to see his brother.

In the whole Tai'an palace, the people he feared most were not his father and his mother, but his elder brother. Song Xiuchen said softly: "brother, you don't carry me, I will carry you. Let's go, go home, go back to the house we used to have when we were children. "Jiang Dong looked at the quiet Chen Ping Lake lying in Song Xiuchen's sorrow. She blinked her eyes, and big tears fell down.

Song Xiuchen carried Chen Pinghu out of the tomb palace and handed the body to Hu Qingyang. He only said "burn the corpse.". Jiang Dong sits in front of the cliff and looks at the long clouds. She thinks of a lot of things.

In the dust laden years, the things that had been forgotten by her reappeared. She remembered that the plum blossoms were full of branches that year. She met him in the west market of Tai'an City. At that time, Chen Pinghu also hairpins her temples in front of the pile flower stalls.

After Mr. Yin woke up, he found himself in a camp, entangled in chains. Song Xiuchen, with a cold look, sat opposite him. Mr. Yin sneered, "my good disciple, do you want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors?"

"Chen Pinghu is dead," song Xiuchen said quietly

Mr. Yin was stunned at first and then chuckled: "good to die! He doesn't recognize me as a father, and I don't have this son! "

"You give him that body, his last words burned, and you have nothing to do with it."

Mr. Yin laughed a few times and suddenly covered his face, "Wanyan! Wanyan! You gave me a son, why don't you tell me, why don't you tell me! Our son, who doesn't recognize me as a father, even if he dies, he also breaks off his relationship with me. Why, why do you say that's why? "

Jiang Dong, holding a long sword, opened the curtain of the camp. The tip of her sword pointed to Mr. Yin and said coldly, "do you want to know the reason? Then go to hell and ask queen Wanyan! "