After reading a story, it is its value that can make the spectator sigh.

As for whether Ming Lie has loved Yuzhi, whether Yuzhi has loved her... and their feelings for Qin Sheng...

The nursery rhyme sung by Ming Lie is actually You Hongming's "The Poet's Tears". The lyrics are slightly changed. In fact, the yummy is really like a nursery rhyme, so it is set as a song sung by Ming Lie. If you are interested, you can go through the lyrics and listen to it. I think it sounds very good, and the second lyric is also quite appropriate.

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"That's right, the Guards Battalion is not just a military camp, but the man's most powerful and core organization, assassinating, spying, frame-up, and fighting... All in all, the Queen of Nan should have had the idea of ​​this Guards Battalion. Unfortunately, the boy had already taken the lead on the night of the fire." Qin Sheng said indifferently, with a cold and violent light flashing in his eyes.

"Guard Camp?" Chu Yu was stunned.

"Well, all the huge forces he left behind were hurriedly supported by Queen Nan, who had difficulty returning, and then wiped out all of them, leaving only the guard camp..." Qin Sheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, and a sharp and cold light flashed in his faint amber eyes.

But I think Empress Dowager Nan and others may hate her even more, but they have to worship their enemies and their beloved daughter.

If it weren't for Qin Sheng's statement that Ming Lie and Qiu Yu's capital turned into charred bones after the fire, because they were too burned, they turned into powder bones when they touched them. It was hard to tell whose bones belonged to, and in the end they had to get together and bury them. She wanted to dig the grave.

"He is a madman." Chu Yu frowned and said coldly.

Qin Sheng lowered his eyes and looked at Chu Yu with a smile, then raised his hand and slowly pushed the black hair that was blown by the sea breeze behind his ears: "That man has always been so willful, arbitrary, and only obeys the ** in his heart. He seems to be unable to maintain a long-term enthusiasm for anything. The only thing that is persistent will ruin Ming Lie, and he just threw everything away. He trained his invincible guard camp, and he will ascend the throne tomorrow, his followers, and his country are picturesque..."

She couldn't bear to be immersed in that mood anymore, and her eyes turned and she simply asked, "Later, the heirs of the throne were gone. Wouldn't that be in chaos in the world? How could that young man get out?"

Qin Sheng was silent for a moment and chuckled, but she didn't know what she was thinking. The sarcasm in the laughter made Chu Yu feel a little painful.

"...The ruthless ones are clearly rewarded. Those who are owed their lives have already paid back; those who are owed their tears have already finished. Revenge is not light, separation and reunion are all determined before... Those who are obsessed have lost their lives in vain." Chu Yu slowly recalled and said softly.

"Let me tell me?" Qin Sheng seemed to be quite interested.

What else is more suitable to give this story a sentence than this line of words in the amazing masterpiece "The Red Mansion" written by the great talent in his previous life?

Chu Yu sighed melancholy: "Yes, there is another sentence in this judgment."

"The white earth is so clean... This judgment is good." Qin Sheng smiled faintly and said softly.

Chu Yu whispered softly, as if he was in a dream, and felt desolate.

"It's like birds rushing into the forest after eating, and the white earth is so clean."

...

It turns out that everything is just a... empty thing.

Perhaps it was not cold. The fire that had been burning for three days and three nights was too fierce, burning all the snow nearby, like a rain, washing away all sin and blood, and many unspeakable hatred and unexplainable...love.

Everyone outside the hall was stunned, as if they were possessed by a demon, and they stood in the heavy snow for almost a day, watching the flames jumping blankly.

Then, he calmly stepped into the palace of burning green flames, but in a moment, the gorgeous fur on his body ignited fireworks, but he seemed to have no idea and still walked towards the depths calmly.

But in an instant, the man raised his arm and the long sword shook out a huge energy and shook all the soldiers of the Guards several feet away.

Everyone, all the officials, palace servants, and even the soldiers of the Guards were completely stunned. The soldiers of the Guards were originally like beasts and moved very quickly. They rushed up almost in an instant and tried to stop the future new emperor and their master.

"Does Minglie think she won?"

But the man did not do that. He only showed the extremely contemptuous smile to the boy, then turned around and walked into the raging fire.

The man's martial arts skills are no longer as good as him, but killing people does not require martial arts. The young man knew that he was too young. He understood that the man had spent decades in the battle between iron and blood and power. As long as the man was willing, he still had the means to kill him. Moreover, there were guard camps here, and both sides could not match four hands.

He thought that man would kill him.

That man had been in the court for many years and was the God of Killing on the battlefield. He was immersed in the blood and darkness. Everyone was silent in his cold and sarcastic smile. Even the young man could only shut up his mouth and stare at him tightly.

The man looked at the boy with his delicate and gloomy face for a moment, then a complicated and contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

But probably no one expected that after the young man tried his best to sarcastically use the most vicious words he could think of in his thirteen years of life to insult the man, even the courtiers were so scared that their faces turned pale.

"Yes, she won, that man lost." Qin Sheng said lightly: "And he never had a chance to turn the tables."

...

Let down those gentle and childish eyes.

I failed the young life of ten months of pregnancy.

But she...who finally failed her identity as a mother.

Minglie Taiwo is worthy of her Minglie Taiwo’s title. If she can succeed the throne, she should be another king of revival.

"In this game... Minglie Taiwo won, she won completely, and Qiu Yuzhi lost completely." Chu Yu murmured to himself, unable to explain his feelings when he heard this.

In official history, she is still the Ming Lie Tai Woman who is wise, calm, compassionate and generous, cares for everyone, fights against evil forces to the end, and finally dies in the fire, and is praised by others forever.

Countless ministers will only determine that it was Chen Wang Qiuyuzhi who killed her, and all the slander about her, even if it is facts, will be regarded as slander, and even many years later, it will only become a record in unofficial history.

She has always become the light shining on the empire and will always be remembered by people. Historical and historical ministers will record this tragic and tragic scene.

Because Ming Lie Taiwo’s fire was burned out with more than ten years of grudges and everything about herself. Everyone would only see her jingle and righteousness, and the sacrifices and compromises she made for everyone - she left, and Qiu Yuzhi had no reason to force the ministers to kill the court officials.

So he told the man that if he could, he would want to burn Minglie to death with him, so that the man could understand what it means to defeat him thoroughly and never achieve what he wanted to do most - to destroy Minglie's Taiwo.

The boy suddenly shouted fiercely to the man that he had released the fire. He knew that the man cared about Ming Lie, just as he cared about the power and enjoyment. The man hated failure.

After the boy was shocked, he looked at the fire in a flash. He suddenly wanted to see the man's expression cracked again, and it would be best to see that man was in pain or had a ferocious face.

The terrifying man stood in place, staring at the fire in a daze. It was the first time that the boy saw on his delicate and gloomy face that could almost be called a confused emotion.

It was a sudden fire, which was so fierce that everyone was stunned. The unusual green flame exploded almost in a short moment, swallowing up the doors and windows of the East Palace Hall and the inner hall, so fierce that no one had time to put out the fire.

But Chu Yu looked at his smile, but felt suffocating in his heart. She closed her eyes and gently reached out and patted his back in silence again.

"But the excitement of that man didn't last long. He didn't even have time to declare who the boy was. All his pride and excitement instantly dissipated in the fire that suddenly ignited in the East Palace." Qin Sheng smiled faintly, as if it was such a pleasant memory, with joy at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

Only that man - the same gorgeous armor and wearing an embroidered flying dragon and purple fur fur, King Chen, who was standing in front of everyone in an exquisite eyes, flashed with gloomy and bloodthirsty excitement.

No one of them knew why this young man appeared here and who he was.

Most of them were the humeral ministers who still secretly supported Ming Lie. Now they all looked like earth, trembling with cold, and watched the beautiful young man in thin clothes walk out of the East Palace where the grand girl was banned in a daze.

In addition to the main hall, Mu Xue stood in front of countless soldiers of the King of the Guards, who were tightly armored and covered in iron-blooded breath, as well as many ministers who were dragged out of their quilts by the soldiers of the Guards.

The young man walked deep and shallowly outside the East Palace Hall where Ming Lie was encircled.

The solar term of that day was the coldest day in Shangjing. The snow was rustling all over the sky, and the frost condensed on whose eye feathers soaked people's eyes.

The boy raised his pale face blankly, and the cold sky was about to snow. The cold snow fell on his face and body. He closed his eyes and chuckled coldly: "Ha..."

The moment he stepped out of the palace gate, a little girl's song came from behind him, as if humming a long-standing nursery rhyme: "The spring scenery is turning, the night scenery is turning, and the jade Lang is not returning home, it really makes people's hearts, dreams, souls, chase the willow flowers, spring flowers and autumn moons, last night, I knew so much about the past, I thought in my heart, flying, light and thin as hair, new autumn comes year by year, but the melancholy still remains, but the red face is thin... snow is floating in the sky... who is alone and haggard."

He stopped stopping and staggered out of the palace.

He is always the evil seed in everyone's eyes!

The boy paused, and he suddenly realized that no matter how outstanding, hardworking, or well-behaved he was, his mother would never accept him.

But suddenly, Ming Lie's cold and calm voice came from behind: "Escape, never let me see you again. Next time, you will not be so lucky."

The boy suddenly lost all the people he wanted to talk to. He slowly retreated and turned around and just wanted to leave the palace that suffocated him.

Ming Lie raised his eyebrows coldly and said lightly: "Didn't you choose to come here with Qiu Yuzhi to destroy me in the end? I said you shouldn't be born in this world."

The boy was confused, and he looked at her quietly for a long time: "You...really want to kill me?"

Ming Lie looked at his skills, but he seemed not surprised at all. He just narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him and said, "Have I ever said that if you appear in front of me again, will your death be in the future?"

How could the young man's instinct to escape countless assassinations and his current martial arts be injured by such a technique? His body instinctively turned sideways, avoided the deadly attack from a strange angle, and quickly retreated.

But the next moment, the cold dagger light flashed and hit his throat.

He walked over by a silence, squatted down in front of her, and wanted to speak: "Mother...Mother."

"Come here." She sighed softly.

The boy looked at her expectantly, and he didn't even understand what he was expecting or nervous, but just stood quietly in front of her.

"You are still here." The beautiful woman in plain clothes looked at him for a moment, and said lightly.

The young man looked at his mother in a daze for a long time, but he still saw the vicissitudes of her deep eyes.

Even if he becomes a prisoner, defiled, and humiliated, the Ming Lie Taiwo is still the light of the empire that will never fall.

However, the woman sitting in front of him, bound by soft golden shackles, still looked as beautiful and dazzling as when he saw her seven or eight years ago. She even looked calm and calm, neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor sad, and had a broad and profound demeanor of a superior.

She was banned for so many years, Qiu Yuzhi entered her palace without any scruples every night, and did not care about the fearful and suspicious eyes of the palace people.

Even if it is Qiu Yuzhi or Ming Lie Taiwo, they still seem to have not been destroyed by time, as if they are different from thirteen years ago, especially the woman known as the Light of the Empire.

The thin boy appeared in the East Palace. When he stood in front of Minglie, the lady Minglie knew why he appeared here. Qiu Yuzhi was the one she watched as growing up, not to mention that they fought for thirteen years, from the prime of their lives to the middle age.

That day, the snow was flying, the cold was cold, and the snow turned white.

"But... he is destined to be disappointed." Qin Sheng said lightly.

If the mother doesn't like his appearance like his father, would she like his temperament like Aunt Jin and others?

Perhaps it was because the woman, known as the "Light of the Empire", did not kill him with her own hands when she saw him the second time. He still hoped that the woman could see what she looked like now, because even those who were Ming Lie could not help but sigh that he looked like Xiao Father, but... his temperament was Xiao Mother.

But he still went to Shangjing with the man, no reason...

Because at the age of thirteen, he was gentle and elegant, and under the weak and beautiful face of a young man like Zhuzhuo Qingquan, his martial arts cultivation could not even compete with him.

But his memory is so good that he only hates this man now. The man doesn't seem to care about his hatred, but he just feels some regrets that he can't torture him casually.

Even though, he once admired this handsome and murderous man so much.
To be continued...