Chapter 59 Chapter 59 Relegation
Zi Mian raised her head suddenly, her heart was like a bright torch.It was obviously more than two months ago to fight with the crown prince, so why did the Holy Majesty convict himself at this time?It must be the prime minister and the crown prince who need to use themselves to bring down Master Lu, Minister of Dali Temple; and how they know that they are going to deal with Master Lu, all this has something to do with Chu Xun!
He suddenly stood up, tightly clenched the imperial decree in his hand, and gritted his teeth: "I want to meet the Holy One!"
The rain didn't stop and the sky was still dark, Zi Mian rushed out of the palace out of anger, but was stopped by the guards.
"Let go of me, I have something urgent to see His Majesty!" Zi Mian anxiously opened her eyes wide in the rain, looking at the fully armed guards.
He must meet the emperor—see his father, and tell him that they have been deceived for twenty-four years. He is not the son of the fox demon at all, he is his blood—he has a grudge against his father, but If I don't ask to see him at this moment, he will have no chance at all.He would rather believe that the Holy Majesty was deceived by others to make this will, rather than really want to drive his son away.
"Master Zi Mian," the guard stopped Zi Mian, his voice was cold and heartless, "Your identity as a feather guest of the Golden Gate has been taken away, and the chief inspector has issued a special order not to let you enter the palace."
"I can wait here, I just ask the lord to inform me!" Zi Mian was unwilling to give up and broke free from the shackles of the guards.
"Go back, Master Zi Mian," the guard of the imperial guard was a little impatient, "the emperor's imperial decree and the queen's imperial decree, the two decrees prohibit you from entering the palace, death order, who do you want us to inform?"
Zi Mian was stunned for a moment, and instinctively pinched her hands, but let go of her hands, letting the guards push her aside——Chuang, how many levels can I pass?In order to beg for mercy and resist the decree, it will only add to the crime...
The palace gate was opened at this time, Mr. Lu came out holding an umbrella, followed by attendants and eunuchs.He raised his eyes to look at Zi Mian, and saw him standing slumped in the rain, with wet hair sticking to his face, gloomy expression, and a mess all over his body.Master Lu's cheeks twitched, his contemptuous eyes fixed on Zi Mian's dim eyes, and he said after a while: "You are also a poor person."
Zi Mian trembled, and fell to her knees in front of Mr. Lu, speechless for a long time.Mr. Lu watched the pattering rainwater hitting Zi Mian's body and winding down the folds of his clothes, instead of giving him half of the umbrella in his hand, he raised his head to look at the sky, and said angrily: "You bastard who is not good at weather , don't hurry up when you play tricks...the rain is still too late..."
When the words came, Lord Lu's eyes suddenly became sad, he lowered his eyes in embarrassment to cover up his gaffe, and left in a hurry.Looking at his back, Zi Mian suddenly felt discouraged—is it really meaningful to linger on this road in the face of countless hideous and ugly things?
He lost, and he lost.Zi Mian struggled to stand up, not allowing himself to show his ugliness again - naive and childish in strategy, angry and depressed when he was relegated, shameless in front of condemning eyes... He has lost his way.
Where is the way forward?Where is his way forward?
The legs and feet were as heavy as lead, but the steps she took were like stepping on cotton, illusory and ethereal, but it made Zi Mian extremely tired.Two months of hard work, in exchange for the end of a dog who lost his family, he had to escape all this shame...
An elegant carriage was parked in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Chu Xun hid under the umbrella of his attendants, jumped out of the carriage carefully, and as soon as he landed, he looked up and saw Zi Mian across the street.His dark eyes widened slightly, as if he was wondering why Zi Mian was in such a mess, and his gaze was full of concern; then he smiled slightly, with self-mockery and helplessness in his smile, and more concern—how much are you doing? Take care, man.
He should have thought a long time ago that a person who can betray his teacher can of course surpass him and climb to a higher branch.The blame can only be blamed on herself, the ghost is fascinated, and Zi Mian also smiles, lowering her eyes and not looking at Chu Xun.His heart was empty but clenched into a ball, as if being crushed by a millstone, he squeezed out some broken and messy words: very good... very good...
The heavy rain continued, and the moisture permeated the jade steps of the palace, condensing on the strings of bead curtains, giving off a moist luster. A transparent blood-red round bead, shining with glazed light, was slowly rolling around a scar the size of a wine glass. "I know, you are hurt, and you hate rainy days the most..." Princess Yunyang said casually as she flicked the fairy bead with her fingertips painted with Kodan. On the slightly flabby chest and abdomen, there were two or three such arrow wounds, dark brown and slightly sunken.The man's breathing gradually relaxed as the magic power of the fairy bead took effect, and finally sighed comfortably: "I can't leave you more and more." "Hmph." Princess Yunyang sneered. "Without you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live now." He stretched out his hand to stroke Princess Yunyang's satin-like hair, and said sadly, "It's a pity that I'm getting old..." "What are you complaining about? I haven't picked you up for a long time." Princess Yunyang pursed her lips, dissatisfied that she would be merciful - she would still be happy with him, but she didn't absorb his yang energy, maybe it was herself I really can't stand it, he is getting old a little bit in my own eyes. When she was the first emperor's concubine Liu Shu, he broke into the Cuiying Hall by mistake and was shocked by her.At that time, he was still the high-spirited prince of the East Palace, meeting her face to face in the early summer sunshine, she sat under the eaves of the hall to enjoy the coolness, the milky white veil was lifted by the wind, and let her see him, his temples were wet, and his head was covered with roses. dew. Then he figured out his own details, and after he ascended the throne, he tried his best to change her face and asked her to be his luxurious concubine.At that time, he never left his armor, other than making love with her, he was busy with the north expedition.Time and time again, she watched him come back injured, and the heroic arrogance in his eyes was wiped out little by little. From then on, he became a peaceful and peaceful king. . "Send Lu Siqing away today, and I will understand that I have failed again," he is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, but he can only smile bitterly, "I don't want to make trouble anymore, I am old... Yunyang, in front of you It's a scary thing to grow old." "Your father also said that." Princess Yunyang lay on top of him, her red lips curled up, "Why, are you afraid?" "No, I'm just thinking...how can I keep you by my side forever." "You haven't changed, you're still so selfish." Princess Yunyang sneered, lowered her head and fell asleep, and stopped talking. "I'm very selfish..." The emperor looked downcastly at the blue hair in his hand, the hair was still there, but his hands were already rough, "Although I never mentioned it to you... In fact, you have always known that your son is in the capital. I can't reveal the truth to the world, and now that he is restless, I can only demote him back to his original place...why do you never care, do you care about him, or you don't care about me?" Princess Yunyang's eyes were still closed, and her tone was filled with impatience: "Why did you mention this to me? He is not my son." The emperor's breathing suddenly became heavy again. He was silent for a while, but his voice was calm when he spoke: "Then who gave birth to him?" "A court lady." "Lady?" The emperor was puzzled for a long time, but he still doubted, "Why don't I remember?" "Don't you remember? One day you came from Queen Yuning and told me that there was a little palace lady who was good at throwing dice." "I don't remember..." the emperor pondered, then asked again, "How do you remember?" "I'm a fox demon, so naturally I remember everything." "Then why can't you remember my birthday?" "..." "Yunyang... still don't want to tell me your name?" Whether it's Concubine Hua or Princess Yunyang, he named her for her, because the first time he saw her, there was only one thought in his heart ——Cloud steaming Xiawei, Hua Ruoxuyang. Yunyang squinted his eyes slightly: "Don't. It's really troublesome to get entangled in feelings after knowing the name." "You know my name, do you have feelings for me?" "Don't dwell on it anymore." As the emperor, he gave her the most covetous side, "When you thought that child was born by me, you were insensitive, and now you are talking about being emotional. Now Now that you know the child's true identity, what are you going to do?" "You rarely ask me questions like this, Yunyang." The emperor got up and put on his clothes, looked at the golden dragon embroidery on the sleeves, and answered her after a long time, "I'm already old..." The prime minister is playing a big role in power, the crown prince is already full of wings, and the two are working together, even if they recognize such a son now, what is the use, causing disputes will only shake his dragon chair - there are many lessons like this from ancient times to the present. Princess Yunyang put away the fairy beads, sat on the brocade couch and watched the emperor walk into the secret passage in the palace, and snorted coldly: "Selfish..." He is really old, he is no longer the self-cultivated young man who was sometimes gentle and sometimes domineering. Princess Yunyang lazily got up and walked out of the inner hall, and saw Long Baiyue waiting outside anxiously, accompanied by her niece Lian Shanyue. "Princess," Long Baiyue rushed to meet Yunyang and begged on her knees when she saw Yunyang coming out, "I just got the news that Master Zi Mian was banished from the capital, I beg the princess to find a way to help him..." "Yes, Auntie, I was very surprised when I heard the news." Bao'er shook the rain from her hair and begged, "Go and talk to the emperor and tell him to take it back." "It's useless." Princess Yunyang ignored the panicked two people around her, and went to the side of the hall to watch the rain. "He just found out about Zi Mian's life experience, but he didn't intend to change his mind." "Why?" Long Baiyue was puzzled and said indignantly, "Zi Mian is the son of the Holy Majesty, at least he should have the status of a prince." Princess Yunyang thought it was funny, looked back at her, and replied: "Because the Holy Majesty is old..."
The heavy rain continued, and the moisture permeated the jade steps of the palace, condensing on the strings of bead curtains, giving off a moist luster. A transparent blood-red round bead, shining with glazed light, was slowly rolling around a scar the size of a wine glass. "I know, you are hurt, and you hate rainy days the most..." Princess Yunyang said casually as she flicked the fairy bead with her fingertips painted with Kodan. On the slightly flabby chest and abdomen, there were two or three such arrow wounds, dark brown and slightly sunken.The man's breathing gradually relaxed as the magic power of the fairy bead took effect, and finally sighed comfortably: "I can't leave you more and more." "Hmph." Princess Yunyang sneered. "Without you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live now." He stretched out his hand to stroke Princess Yunyang's satin-like hair, and said sadly, "It's a pity that I'm getting old..." "What are you complaining about? I haven't picked you up for a long time." Princess Yunyang pursed her lips, dissatisfied that she would be merciful - she would still be happy with him, but she didn't absorb his yang energy, maybe it was herself I really can't stand it, he is getting old a little bit in my own eyes. When she was the first emperor's concubine Liu Shu, he broke into the Cuiying Hall by mistake and was shocked by her.At that time, he was still the high-spirited prince of the East Palace, meeting her face to face in the early summer sunshine, she sat under the eaves of the hall to enjoy the coolness, the milky white veil was lifted by the wind, and let her see him, his temples were wet, and his head was covered with roses. dew. Then he figured out his own details, and after he ascended the throne, he tried his best to change her face and asked her to be his luxurious concubine.At that time, he never left his armor, other than making love with her, he was busy with the north expedition.Time and time again, she watched him come back injured, and the heroic arrogance in his eyes was wiped out little by little. From then on, he became a peaceful and peaceful king. . "Send Lu Siqing away today, and I will understand that I have failed again," he is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, but he can only smile bitterly, "I don't want to make trouble anymore, I am old... Yunyang, in front of you It's a scary thing to grow old." "Your father also said that." Princess Yunyang lay on top of him, her red lips curled up, "Why, are you afraid?" "No, I'm just thinking...how can I keep you by my side forever." "You haven't changed, you're still so selfish." Princess Yunyang sneered, lowered her head and fell asleep, and stopped talking. "I'm very selfish..." The emperor looked downcastly at the blue hair in his hand, the hair was still there, but his hands were already rough, "Although I never mentioned it to you... In fact, you have always known that your son is in the capital. I can't reveal the truth to the world, and now that he is restless, I can only demote him back to his original place...why do you never care, do you care about him, or you don't care about me?" Princess Yunyang's eyes were still closed, and her tone was filled with impatience: "Why did you mention this to me? He is not my son." The emperor's breathing suddenly became heavy again. He was silent for a while, but his voice was calm when he spoke: "Then who gave birth to him?" "A court lady." "Lady?" The emperor was puzzled for a long time, but he still doubted, "Why don't I remember?" "Don't you remember? One day you came from Queen Yuning and told me that there was a little palace lady who was good at throwing dice." "I don't remember..." the emperor pondered, then asked again, "How do you remember?" "I'm a fox demon, so naturally I remember everything." "Then why can't you remember my birthday?" "..." "Yunyang... still don't want to tell me your name?" Whether it's Concubine Hua or Princess Yunyang, he named her for her, because the first time he saw her, there was only one thought in his heart ——Cloud steaming Xiawei, Hua Ruoxuyang. Yunyang squinted his eyes slightly: "Don't. It's really troublesome to get entangled in feelings after knowing the name." "You know my name, do you have feelings for me?" "Don't dwell on it anymore." As the emperor, he gave her the most covetous side, "When you thought that child was born by me, you were insensitive, and now you are talking about being emotional. Now Now that you know the child's true identity, what are you going to do?" "You rarely ask me questions like this, Yunyang." The emperor got up and put on his clothes, looked at the golden dragon embroidery on the sleeves, and answered her after a long time, "I'm already old..." The prime minister is playing a big role in power, the crown prince is already full of wings, and the two are working together, even if they recognize such a son now, what is the use, causing disputes will only shake his dragon chair - there are many lessons like this from ancient times to the present. Princess Yunyang put away the fairy beads, sat on the brocade couch and watched the emperor walk into the secret passage in the palace, and snorted coldly: "Selfish..." He is really old, he is no longer the self-cultivated young man who was sometimes gentle and sometimes domineering. Princess Yunyang lazily got up and walked out of the inner hall, and saw Long Baiyue waiting outside anxiously, accompanied by her niece Lian Shanyue. "Princess," Long Baiyue rushed to meet Yunyang and begged on her knees when she saw Yunyang coming out, "I just got the news that Master Zi Mian was banished from the capital, I beg the princess to find a way to help him..." "Yes, Auntie, I was very surprised when I heard the news." Bao'er shook the rain from her hair and begged, "Go and talk to the emperor and tell him to take it back." "It's useless." Princess Yunyang ignored the panicked two people around her, and went to the side of the hall to watch the rain. "He just found out about Zi Mian's life experience, but he didn't intend to change his mind." "Why?" Long Baiyue was puzzled and said indignantly, "Zi Mian is the son of the Holy Majesty, at least he should have the status of a prince." Princess Yunyang thought it was funny, looked back at her, and replied: "Because the Holy Majesty is old..."