Chitose words

It's late in the palace, and the night is low and the stars and moon are sparse.

Xie Zhao sat casually on the couch in the hall, with no sadness or joy on his face.

She just didn't expect that after two years, she would actually have the opportunity to return to Zhaohua Hall, her dormitory in the city that never sleeps.

The brightly lit Zhaohua Hall was just like yesterday, as if nothing had changed.

The bed tent was still the Shirley color she liked in the past, and the blanket on the feet was made of soft and dense goat's velvet. It was comfortable but not too extravagant. It was decorated according to her preferences.

Even the arrangement of tables, screens, tables and chairs in the hall are the same as two years ago.

It was as if the more than seven hundred days and nights of wandering and precarious life were nothing but a ridiculous and ridiculous dream.

And she seemed to be the same seventeen-year-old girl who had just returned to Beijing from the Shentai Palace last night, waiting to celebrate her eighteenth birthday with her brother.

But actually everything is different.

She is not Fu Jingci who is seventeen years old, but Xie Zhao who is about to turn twenty.

She no longer knows how to close her eyes and pretend she can't see or hear.

She thinks that as long as she carefully strives to maintain a balance between all parties, everything will go smoothly and everything will be fine.

Suddenly there was a burst of very light footsteps outside the palace door.

Then the palace door opened and closed gently, and the footsteps slowly and cautiously approached her direction.

It's the emperor.

In the end, Fu Jingyan chose to stand behind the hazy bed curtain and observed her with some caution.

In the silence, he looked very carefully at his sister's familiar yet unfamiliar beautiful face after taking off the mask in front of him.

She did lose a lot of weight.

Although the energy and energy look good, the body is thin and thin.

There is almost no blood on the lips, and the outline of the mandible is particularly clear due to the thinness.

She was wearing an ordinary warrior woman's uniform, which was slightly loose around her body.

Obviously, this dress is just a style that can be seen and purchased in ready-to-wear shops on the streets. Therefore, it is not tailor-made, and it does not fit her perfectly.

But even so, she couldn't conceal her indescribable free and easy style.

Emperor Jing murmured in his heart: Fu Jingci is Fu Jingci, she is always different from others.

If Fu Jingyan were asked to use two words to describe his sister, the first word that would come to his mind would be "Gushe Immortal", and the second word that would come to mind would be "upright and unruly".

Princess Tianchen Fu Jingci's words in his heart were like a breeze that blew across eight thousand miles and never stopped for anyone;

And like a full moon hanging high in the sky, elusive but out of reach——

Even if the moonlight reflected in the water seems to be close at hand, it is still far away in the world. If you reach out and touch it, it will disappear and become a phantom.

So when he was a boy, Fu Jingyan, who was still the prince, could not help but think in his heart: his sister was really too wild and too big-hearted.

Even though she is famous, she still doesn't know the manners of a noble girl in her boudoir.

Later, he got his wish and married Bao Xuanxuan, a well-known lady from a famous family in Zhaoge City and the legitimate daughter of Minghe Bai family.

He originally thought that such a woman was destined to be the most suitable wife candidate in his mind, but later on, she became more and more boring.

Then one day later, he suddenly understood that for many years, he had despised and dissatisfied his sister for being unruly and arrogant, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but secretly admire and envy her for being able to "do whatever she wants." "Be yourself and don't have to be bound by imperial power and other forces.

He was jealous of her, he admired her, and he admired her.

He secretly hated her for her contempt for the imperial power, but deep down he couldn't help but respect her character as a person.

They were born from the same mother and twins.

But she seemed to be a "perfect person", setting off his imperfections all the time. And he was like a reference in the shadows. He had been used to hearing the whispers of others since he was a child.

"The prince is cowardly and was reprimanded by His Majesty again today. He is far less generous than Princess Tianchen."

"Hush, how can that be the same? Your Highness the Princess is the High Priest Fengzhi who asked the Queen to divine the good omen for the rejuvenation of the Southern Dynasty!

Although His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may look like a dragon or a phoenix, he is only a mortal body in the end. "

"That's true. Your Highness the Princess is a goddess. She is the first goddess born in the royal family of our Tianchen Dynasty over the past 800 years! This is the blessing of our ancestors. Your Majesty the Great Ancestor has manifested his spirit!"

“To put it this way, Your Highness the Crown Prince is really lucky.

Now that he has been reincarnated as the younger brother of Her Royal Highness the Princess, the position of the Crown Prince is as secure as Mount Tai. "

"No! Even if His Royal Highness is mediocre, what does it matter?

With Princess Tianchen, the goddess sister of Shentai Palace, here, his imperial power will be stable for the rest of his life. "

"Hey, I don't dare to talk nonsense. What if the Queen has another prince in the future?"

"Yes, Princess Tianchen is certainly unique, but her brother may not be the only one in the future, His Royal Highness."

"What you said makes sense."

Those little noisy words in his memory accompanied Fu Jingyan almost throughout his childhood.

The palace people regarded him as a young man, and because his mother was kind and kind, and his sister, Princess Tianchen, was not often in the palace when she was young, they did not avoid him in their conversations.

Later, as he grew older, others deliberately avoided talking about it in the palace.

As a child, he was often frightened by these words.

He was horrified by his father's moodiness towards their mother and son, horrified by the palace people's tendency to act according to the prevailing circumstances, and even horrified by the fact that others said that he was just a talentless person.

... He is a loser who relies on his sister's auspicious name to be canonized as a prince.

I am even more frightened about whether my mother will have other children one day!

And will my sister, who has not been living in the palace for a long time, forget her younger brother? Instead, he tends to favor and support other younger brothers.

In this way, day after day, under the confusion of this inexplicable pressure, he gradually grew up in a hurry.

Later, with the death of three uncles and grandfather Xie Lin of Shangzhu Kingdom, the Xie family of Xunyang gradually declined.

And in the silence and decline of his mother clan, he became more and more silent and calm.

Fu Jingyan knew that he only had his sister to rely on.

Although Tianchen Princess Fu Jingci rarely returned to Zhaoge City, she never set foot in the court.

But as her reputation and status in the world became more and more prominent, and her martial arts talent far surpassed that of all her peers, it was not difficult for Fu Jingyan to guess that she would be his most powerful support!

This invisible power has even surpassed the actual "benefits" that his mother, Queen Xie, or his mother's family, the Xunyang Xie family, can bring him.

He could hardly imagine how long he would be able to gain power in the court and in front of his unpredictable father without this "crutch".

The more frightened Fu Jingyan was, the more he couldn't control his random thoughts.

The more he couldn't control his thoughts, the more he couldn't help but want to hold this person tightly in his palm.

Especially after the death of Empress Xiaochun Xie, it seems that her is the only support and relative he has left.

At the same time, his morbid desire to control his sister became increasingly difficult to control.

Later, when she repeatedly rejected his suggestion to let her take off her divine robe and return to Zhaoge City to help him, he finally couldn't hold back and released the "demon" that had been imprisoned in his heart for many years.

Since then, one mistake has led to eternal hatred, and it has been a hundred years since I looked back.

Fortunately, this person is still here.

He thought: Everything seems to have a chance to change and make amends.

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