Chapter 35 Chapter 35 The Truth

In the midwinter night, the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the surrounding cold air penetrated directly into the bones, just like Chang Gong's mood at the moment. Just when the guards were about to do something, Mu Yi suddenly smiled softly, "Your Majesty, before that, I think you might be interested in seeing this kind of thing." After speaking, he took out a volume of The things were thrown in front of Yu Wenyong. The guard next to him immediately picked it up and handed it to Yu Wenyong. Yu Wenyong took it disapprovingly, and his expression changed drastically after he glanced at it.

"Your Majesty, what do you think will happen if I hand over these maps belonging to military secrets to the Turkic people?" Mu Yi said calmly. "What if you hand it over to them? Don't forget that the Turks are our allies now, and they may not necessarily go to war." Yu Wenyong looked at him coldly. "Really? Not necessarily." Mu Yi bent his lips, "There are no permanent friends or permanent enemies in this world. Your Majesty, if you were a Turkic Khan, would you change your mind after getting these things?" Woolen cloth?" Chang Gong was slightly taken aback, he seemed to have heard these words somewhere before, no wonder Mu Yi wasn't flustered at all just now, it turned out that he held such an important thing in his hand.He stayed in the palace for so long as a gardener just to get these things?This person is not only thoughtful, but also extremely patient. How did Xiao Tie find this person?

"Could it be that you spent so much effort to obtain these things just to save her from leaving?" Yu Wenyong also showed a surprised expression. "That's right, take people's money and do things for them, if you want to do it, you must succeed." Mu Yi said lightly. "You must have used these to threaten the queen, right?" Yu Wenyong's eyes flashed. "Your majesty really understands your queen. Although she is a Turkic person, she refuses to let me hand over the map to the Turkic country anyway, so she can only obey me." A glimmer of light flashed in Mu Yi's eyes, "Use these to It shouldn’t be an exaggeration to change someone.”

Yu Wenyong sneered, "Can't I kill you here, and then take back the map?" Mu Yi smiled again, "Your Majesty is really smart, but it's a pity that it's such a coincidence, I also thought of this, so I've already placed the other half of the map outside the palace. If something happens to me accidentally, I'm afraid the half It’s about to be sent to Turkic. Even though it’s only half of it, it should be of some use.” Chang Gong watched Mu Yi silently, this kind of him, his way of speaking reminded her of... that person. "What's more, she doesn't love you, so why do you imprison her so hard?" Mu Yi's next words completely annoyed Yu Wenyong.

"I love her, that's enough," he blurted out. Mu Yi raised his eyes and looked at him, "Your Majesty, there is no kind of love that can override freedom. The original meaning of love should be respect, not humiliation, because love is not a kind of power, let alone an excuse." Yu Wenyong's body shook slightly, and he looked at Chang Gong again.In order to leave here, she didn't even want her own children. Could it be that his palace is really a prison for her?Is everything she has done, in her eyes, nothing more than that... He knew that what he had always dreamed of was her.But I don't know since when, he has dreamed of more and more things. Among the things he wants, not only is she, but also this world with her.

If this map is taken by the Turks, it is really troublesome.Therefore, he had to get back that half of the map no matter what.At a certain moment, he suddenly found it difficult to choose. "Miluo," she suddenly called out his nickname softly, "actually, sometimes, when you pursue something, in the end, you forget the original purpose, and just want to get it. It's like you treat me the most The good memories still stay by the Crescent Lake, but I am no longer the Gao Changgong I was then. So, even if you imprison me all the time, that is not the me you want." No, he didn't want her just to get her, but when he looked up into her eyes again, he suddenly found sadly that he would never get this person's heart.

For so long in the past, he has kept her imprisoned by his side, watching her wither away day by day.He understood how unfair it was to her, and the real cruel person was himself. He loves her and hates her, sometimes even he doesn't know what to do. So, he made a decision at this moment, he couldn't figure out whether it was right or wrong, but he had never been so eager to do it, as if he was in the way of a demon, and he couldn't help himself. In addition to love and hate, there may be a third option - to give up. "Okay, then I will make a bet with you. If you lose, you will hand over all the maps. If you win," Yuwen Yong paused, "I will let you take her away."

"Okay." Mu Yi replied simply. Yu Wenyong cleared his throat, pointed to the painting and said, "Behind this painting is a secret passage leading to the outside of the palace, and a certain place on the painting is the mechanism that opens the secret passage. If you can find it, you will win." , but there is only one chance." "No problem." Mu Yi replied equally simply, after thinking for a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed down on a certain place in the painting. Only a click sound was heard, and the wall with the pictures of beauties was slowly divided into two halves... There is a world inside the wall, and there are stairs leading to the unknown darkness.

"How do you know..." Yu Wenyong looked quite surprised. "Your majesty, the woman in this painting is somewhat similar to you. If you guessed correctly, it should be your mother." He twitched his lips, "So I guess the emperor will not install the opening mechanism on you. In the whole painting, it seems that only the peony pinned to the temple is the most likely. The emperor's golden words, everyone here has heard it, I think you will not regret it." Yu Wenyong was silent, looking at Chang Gong quietly, as if looking at a flying kite with a broken string, even if the tough kite string was embedded in the scar on his palm, even if he couldn't hold on to anything at all, he would not let go.It wasn't until he was about to break off that he suddenly realized that he let go of the thread and let the thread fly away, allowing the intertwined pain to penetrate deep into his skin.

He walked up to her, his lips were as cold as ice, he bent his head, and used her lips to warm his own. Feeling her struggle, he slowly moved his lips away, holding her hand to his lips, "I will let you go, but, can I ask you, pretend once, only this time, pretend that you are love What about mine?" At that moment Chang Gong could hardly believe his ears.This proud man put aside all his dignity and begged her for love. She didn't struggle any more, and dazedly accepted those kisses imprinted on her lips crazily, she had never tasted such a deep, despairing, sad kiss! There was a shudder running through her that shook her so violently she couldn't fake it, couldn't forget it.

"Remember, Gao Changgong, if you want to hate, hate it for a long time, for a lifetime." This is the last sentence he said to her, and it is also his last little request. As long as she can remember him, even if she hates him, she will never forget him. Want her to remember him. He didn't want to break her wings... Maybe he thought about it before, but he still couldn't bear it.As long as she remembers, it is enough to remember that she once left a feather here... Those who should leave will not be able to stay after all, if she wants to be free, he will not bind her again.Because there will always be people in this world that you can't get or possess, there will always be things that you can't stop or change, and there will always be love that you can't give or give. At this moment, he really wanted to ask himself, would he let go without that half of the map? The answer—maybe he didn't know it himself. The background of her departure is getting farther and farther away in the darkness, so far away that it seems that she will never be able to walk by his side or into his heart in this life. After going down a few steps, Chang Gong could see clearly that the secret passage was still the same as before with the light of the torch, it was a long, narrow and low passage, and there was still a damp and unpleasant smell all around. The two walked silently in the aisle. After about a cup of tea, Chang Gong saw the exit and couldn't help being overjoyed. Just as he was about to turn around and tell him, he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and his eyes turned black. A warm embrace. Outside the window, Xue became more and more frivolous. The night was strangely quiet, and the sound of carriage wheels rushing on the snow broke the rare tranquility. When Chang Gong regained consciousness, he saw an ecstatic face.At that time, the pale silver of the moonlight reflected the girl's smile, like a flower blooming in front of her eyes, beautiful and warm. "Brother Chang Gong, you are not dead, you are really not dead... We really rescued you..." Xiao Tie's excited and trembling voice came to her ears, making her in a trance for a moment. It will be an illusion again... Xiao Tie wiped away his tears and smiled again, "See, I'm used to saying it, it should be Sister Chang Gong..." "Xiao Tie..." She called out in a low voice, her eyes suddenly became moist.She shook her long eyelashes, trying her best to forget the sorrowful past. Sensing the change in her mood, Xiao Tie quickly broke into a smile and said: "By the way, your child, let him let me be a godmother in the future, okay?" Chang Gong was shocked, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Xiao Tie, where is my child? Where is he now? I want to see him!" "Don't worry, he's in a very safe place now, I'll take you to see him right now, and then we'll go back to Mobei together, okay? There's my brother and Brother Ajing there... Absolutely not, no Someone will hurt you again..." Chang Gong was relieved when he heard that the child was fine, but couldn't help asking: "Why did you go to Turkic and become a Turkic princess? How do you know that I am not dead, and how do you know that I am here?" Xiao Tie twitched the corners of his mouth, "Sister Chang Gong, you have so many questions, how can I answer them all at once? This dog emperor wants to kill you, and I am already very disappointed in him and in this country. At least Turks still have My dear brother..." Chang Gong lowered his eyes, "I know how you feel, Xiao Tie, I am extremely disappointed..." She paused, as if thinking of something, "By the way, who is that Mu Yi?" Xiao Tie's face froze, and he hesitated, "Oh, that's a friend of my brother's." "Your brother's friend?" She looked at Xiao Tie with some doubts. "Well, yes, he is a good friend." Xiao Tie's eyes turned red suddenly, and he took Chang Gong's hand, "You, you must have suffered a lot in Zhou Kingdom, right?" Chang Gong was silent, but did not speak. "You don't have to hide it from me, I know, I know... Yu Wenyong this... this bastard, if he didn't force you, how could you have such a child..." Xiao Tie's eyes seemed to be filled with water, and then he choked up I can't go on talking. Chang Gong quickly shook his head, "No, no, Xiao Tie, this child is not his!" "It's not his? It's..." Xiao Tie was obviously taken aback, his pupils shrank suddenly, "Could it be..." Chang Gong lowered his head, as if a faint bright red flowed from his heart, slowly infiltrating, the most warm. Warm blood, deep pain. Passionate to the extreme, yet warm to the extreme. "Yes, this is Hanga and my child." Xiao Tie's face turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't utter a word. "This child is from Heng Jia and Gao Sihao before we crusade against Gao Sihao..." Chang Gong blushed slightly, not paying attention to Xiao Tie's abnormal reaction, "If it wasn't for this child, I wouldn't be living in this prison In the cage." Xiao Tie seemed to calm down slowly, "No wonder people in the palace said that the little prince was born prematurely." "That's also Yu Wenyong's excuse to keep people from gossiping." Chang Gong's expression darkened, "Although Heng Jia is gone, he left me the most precious gift." "Chang Gong!" Xiao Tie suddenly called her name, looked at her with a complicated expression, hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "No, I, I can't pretend anymore, there is something I must tell you clear!" "what?" "Actually, brother Heng Jia...he is not dead!" This short sentence was like an arrow hitting her heart, blood splashed everywhere, like a bright red flower blooming in her chest instantly.And her pain, her longing, are like these thousands of blood-colored flowers, bubbling and surging... "What did you say? Heng Jia is not dead! Where is he, where is he?!" Her thoughts became extremely confused in an instant, she reached out and grabbed Xiaotie's skirt and asked repeatedly.Somehow, amidst the unbelievable shock, joy, and disbelief, there was an inexplicable fear. A fear that made her dare not go deeper and think more. "Calm down, listen to me first. When I woke up that day, I found that you had stopped breathing, I...I..." Xiao Tie sighed, obviously not wanting to recall the sadness at that time, "We also I had to bury you. Brother Heng Jia returned to Yecheng the next day. He seemed to have gotten the news of your execution. Once he entered the palace, he hugged your coffin tightly and didn't let go. He didn't cry or speak. The whole person seemed to be dead. He didn't shed a single tear, but vomited blood several times. Until the third night, he insisted on seeing your body, saying that he never believed that you were dead. So I I accompanied him to your grave secretly, but when I opened the coffin, it turned out to be empty!" Chang Gong bit her lower lip tightly, as long as she thought of Heng Jia's grief-stricken look, her heart would feel like a knife. "So Brother Heng Jia simply resigned from office and went with me to find your whereabouts." Xiao Tie's face gradually turned blue, "When Uncle Hulu's family was executed, Brother Heng Jia happened to be on the way to find you, so He escaped unharmed. When he received the news, he locked himself up for three days and three nights, and then endured the pain and continued to search for you. Finally, he found out that you were taken to the royal family of Zhou. So, we formulated a The plan..." When she said this, her body trembled slightly, "I returned to Turkic and hoped to clear up the old feud with my brothers, so that I might have the strength to back me up, and Brother Heng Jia...he just messed around Enter the palace, get Yu Wenyong's military map, and use it as a threat to rescue you. Because Yu Wenyong's ambition is his greatest weakness." Chang Gong's face is as calm as water, but the fear in his heart is so clear , making the limbs tremble and suffocating the breath.She didn't dare to think, didn't dare to think... only thought that the sadness in Xiao Tie's eyes seemed to be overflowing from her eyes and drifting towards her heart. "In order to prevent people from discovering his identity, Brother Heng Jia burned his face with fire and smoked his throat to make his throat dumb. When it was bloody, I applied Chaotian pepper..." Tears flickered in the corners of her eyes, "It was pain that normal people could hardly bear... In just a few months, he changed himself from a nobleman to a I got a... the gardener Muyi." Chang Gong closed his eyes, only to feel that all internal organs were torn in half, every inch of bone and every nerve was in pain.Her throat convulsed, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed out. The hot blood fell to the ground like raindrops, "Hanga...Hanga..." Xiao Tie turned pale with fright, and frantically tried to help her wipe the blood on her face, but she grabbed her sleeve. "What about others? Tell me where he is, tell me!" Her eyes were red and her expression was crazy, as if all her reason was wiped out in an instant. "He... told me not to tell you the truth. He said that instead of letting you face such an ugly him, it would be better to make you think he was dead..." Tears finally fell from the corners of Xiao Tie's eyes, "But... But... Brother Heng Jia, isn't he too pitiful? Are you going to let him live his next life so miserable? What's more, he always thought that the child belonged to you and Yu Wenyong..." She sniffed , grabbed Chang Gong's hand impulsively, "You won't dislike him, right, right?" Chang Gong only felt his eyes go cold, and murmured: "I only want him to live, as long as he lives..." Xiao Tie let go of her hand, wiped his tears, "If you find him this time, don't let him go..." night, or so dark.The snow is getting bigger and bigger. The fast-moving carriage turned in one direction on the snowy ground, and hurried towards another road.After walking for about two sticks of incense, we stopped in front of a simple dwelling. Chang Gong couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage, and when she saw the figure standing outside the door, various inexplicable feelings came to her heart, the long-lost feeling of blood rushing to her forehead, the feeling of being nowhere to be seen all over her body. I don't feel the feeling of violent heartbeat, the feeling that my eyes want to stare at his face and want to imprint his face deeply in my memory, but I still dare not look directly... There are thousands of words, but I don't know where to start. The night wind was cold, blowing her hair loose, she felt the silence of the wind blowing through the ends of her hair, and felt the slight pain of the wind blowing across her cheeks. The man turned around slowly, his face covered with scars was as calm as usual, his eyes were like stars, as if her arrival did not disturb his heart, he was like sea water drowning his sorrow, standing quietly There is no speech in the falling snow, like a poplar seen by the water. The dark blue clothes are calm and generous but dignified. Deep black eyes, calm and moist but glowing with determination. Her eyes were a little blurred, and when she looked back against the light, she felt that the black star pupils were particularly glaring, and the burning pain was transmitted from her eyes to her heart, turning into a ball of cotton wool, blocking her heart, and her breathing became heavy as a result. stand up.She walked towards him step by step, and called out the name that has been haunting her heart with a firm and trembling voice that she had never felt before, "Hang Jia..." He turned his face to the side, and said lightly, "I think you have admitted the wrong person." "Hang Jia, how long do you want to hide from me? Xiaotie told me everything!" She stepped forward, "I don't care about anything, I don't care about anything, I only want you alive, I only want you!" He lowered his eyes, his expression didn't change, "I told you, you've got the wrong person." After saying that, he walked towards the room. "Don't go!" She stood in front of him excitedly, "Have you forgotten what you said? A man's love is not to sacrifice his life for the one he loves, but to be with the one he loves." Live on, Hanga. Why do you want to escape? You have to live with me!" He finally moved slightly, but still pushed her away, "I'm not the Heng Jia you said." Chang Gong glanced unintentionally, and happened to see a red thread on his neck. His heart moved, and he pulled the hem of his clothes as fast as he could, and something was pulled out.It was the delicate, white and flawless double-spotted chicken-heart jade pendant... "Heng Jia, do you want to continue lying..." She held the jade pendant tightly, as if letting go, the jade pendant and that person would melt away like snowflakes... "Chang Gong..." There were tears in his eyes, "I should not be with you anymore..." Hearing that he finally called out her name, the tears she had endured for a long time finally fell, "I want you to be with me, with our children, and never be separated again... and no one can separate us separate……" He was shocked, "What are you talking about? Our child?" "That's your child, Heng Jia, it's you and my child! Do you want our child to have no father since childhood? I won't let you go, I will never let you go..." She held out her hands She touched his face and touched the scars on his face very gently, "Every scar here is for me...all for me...don't forget the agreement between you and me, everything about you is for me... Be mine, Hanga..." He didn't speak, but desperately suppressed the excitement in his heart, and gently held his hand. She quietly felt the temperature of his palm.His hand was vicissitudes and warm, but what it brought her was peace of mind. The north wind is cool, and the rain and snow are drunk.Hui and good me, hand in hand. He held his hand, as if holding the happiness of a lifetime, never wanting to let go... Behind them, the snow was still falling quietly. White snowflakes danced everywhere, gradually filling the whole world. It's just that in this coldness, there is also a stupefied warmth...