Chapter 1256 (1/2)
Chiyao's emperor doted on the empress alone. All the ministers were busy with adding harem to the emperor. In the end, they were either cut down or exiled.
Gradually they stopped thinking.
However, when the queen was not pregnant for a long time, the ministers began to hop again. This time, the Emperor didn't have to do it. The queen blew up first.
The ministers of chaotang changed wave after wave, but the situation of chiyao did not change.
……
Many years later.
On the official road, a carriage drove slowly towards the imperial city of Beiliang.
The carriage finally stopped at Lingguang temple outside the imperial city.
A woman came down from the inside. She wore a cloak and covered her face.
She went to Lingguang Temple alone.
The little monk of Lingguang Temple stopped her, ”benefactor, I won't see any guests today.”
The woman folded her hands and worshipped, ”I'm here to pay tribute to my old friend.”
The little monk returned the salute, ”benefactor, who are you honoring?”
The woman was silent for a moment, ”clean dust.”
The little monk was surprised. He looked at the woman for a while and read Amitabha, ”it's the old friend of Childe Jingchen. Please follow me, benefactor.”
The little monk took the woman back to the mountain and said, ”the abbot will read a day's Sutra for childe Jingchen at this time of year. When the donor arrives, don't disturb the abbot.”
On the back mountain, the little monk pointed to a bamboo forest in front of him, ”just go through the bamboo forest. Please help yourself, benefactor.”
According to the little monk, the woman walked through the bamboo forest and saw an open space and a tombstone.
Next to the tombstone are two futons. One of them has a person sitting on it, who is the host of Lingguang temple.
The woman approached slowly, and the words on the tombstone became clearer and clearer.
The tomb of Childe Jingchen.
There are only these words on the tombstone.
The woman stood quietly, staring at the tombstone, as if to see what those words were.
”Girl, I hope you forget. Why do you come back?” The host beside her suddenly made a noise.
The woman slowly moved her eyes to the host, and her tone did not fluctuate, ”do you know me?”
The host stood up from the futon and saluted the woman, ”girl, it's better to put down your heart knot.”
”I must avenge him.”
The host shook his head and turned away from the bamboo forest.
Liu Ziyan squatted down, reached out his hand to caress the tombstone, and described it word by word, ”it's me who should say I'm sorry. That thing was directed at me, and you were the victim, but I treated you so... I'm sorry.”
Liu Ziyan said intermittently for a while. Finally, she took out a dagger, engraved a few small words in the corner, stared at the tombstone for a moment, and resolutely left.
After she left, the abbot came from another direction, looked at the inscription on the tombstone, sighed and shook his head.
The tomb of Childe Jingchen.
Wife Liu Ziyan stands.
……
Chu Luo has been drinking and drinking all these years. Women in the mansion have entered one after another. Recently, a woman came to the palace. It is said that Chu Luo loves her very much.
The people in the mansion are very envious of it.
Liu Ziyan didn't feel much about it. Looking at the person on her side, she showed a trace of ridicule. That face was completely different from before, but it seemed that she could find some similarities between them.
She touched the dagger hidden in the side and waited for the opportunity. When the person on the side turned over, she stabbed him in the back of his heart.
However, Chu Luo was alert. When the dagger stabbed over, he avoided important parts and stabbed the dagger into his shoulder.
He rolled down from the bed and stared at the person on the bed with gloomy eyes, ”who are you?”
Liu Ziyan didn't talk nonsense. He jumped out of bed and went straight to Chu Luo. The dagger in his hand stabbed him again.
”Somebody, somebody!” Chu Luo grabbed Liu Ziyan's hand and shouted outside.
”Don't waste your energy, King Luo. After tonight, there will be no king Luo's house in the world.”
Chu Luo's face changed, ”what do you mean?”
”Does King Luo really not remember who I am?” Liu Ziyan stared at Chu Luo's eyes.
”Liu Ziyan.” Chu Luo said three words without hesitation.
Liu Ziyan sneered, ”it's hard for King Luo to remember.”
She bent her knees to the abdomen of King Luo and put the dagger into his chest while he was in pain.
Chu Luo's body froze in its place, holding Liu Ziyan's arm in his hand, his veins burst on the back of his hand, and his face was pale, ”you...”