MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 221 Finale (18)

221 Finale (18)

"We don't want to do anything, just ask the princess to put you at a safe place. Is this child a life or a death or a disability? It's all in your thoughts." He said winking at the woman, and the sharp knife in the woman's hand went to the child. A light stroke on the tender skin, a bright red blood mark was striking, the child felt pain, woke up and cried.

He was horrified and panicked, "Don't hurt him!" After hurriedly stopping, she clenched her fists in her sleeves and trembled in the sleeve. It was not the child's skin that was cut by the knife, but the heart of a mother. Listening to the child's sharp, hoarse cry, she only felt the pain of heartbreaking, holding back the tears that she wanted to take away from her eyes, and her voice was slightly astringent, "Where are you taking me? Let's go."

She turned around and ruthlessly refrained from seeing the child again. She was afraid that if she looked at it again, she would rush to rush to desperately.

Yu Linjun commanded a satisfied smile and led the way.

It was a more desolate place than Leng Gong. She was a little puzzled. How could a queen's palace still have such a place? What made her even more surprised was that there was an underground prison hidden in this courtyard. After she was locked in, the leader departed, and she looked at the dark and wet ground, and her brain was full of children's crying.

Sitting on the ground, she covered her face with her hands and buried her knees.

She has no grudges against her queen queen. Why should the queen queen treat her like this? She remembers that on the last night of Dustwind Country, before she was unconscious, someone said in her ear: forget it. That person should be the master of Heaven's Vengeance. What did they make her forget? Is there any secret in Rongle's memory that she cannot know? Therefore, they repeatedly harmed her and wanted to put her to death.

What secret would it be?

It is said that this beautiful woman brought back from the emperor by the emperor was very stupid when she retreated to the Buddhist temple when she was being flattered. However, at that time, no one could have imagined that after ten years she had been forgotten by everyone , Her son, the prince with the palest complexion, was ascended to the throne. The other princes have all lost their lives in the course of the battle. You can see how deep this person is!

In these days, Manmu only looked for children, but didn't find the opportunity to go to see the queen mother, look at the deep-witted woman, what kind of face does she have?

This night, it was extremely cold, probably because the cell was too hidden, the iron prison was too sturdy, and there was no guard in the dungeon. She wanted to drink saliva, and her throat was dumb and she didn't care. I don't know how long after that, she closed her eyes, leaned against the stone wall, her brain was heavy, and she seemed to have entered a vague illusion.

It was a barren mountain and ridge, and the fog was empty. A seven-year-old girl stood on a high hill and looked into the deep valley below. Thousands of dead bodies were torn into groups by hungry wild wolves. Swallowed into the abdomen, leaving a pile of bones.

The girl's face was calm after extreme horror and grief. It wasn't as calm as she should be at this age.

The pupils were sorrowful and the lips were pale. The girl said softly and firmly to the forest bones in the valley, "Dad, mother, I will find the culprit who framed you and take revenge for you. I believe that Mark is still alive, Mark and I will definitely live up to your expectations. "

Feeling awkward and confused, it seemed that the sadness that the girl had hidden in her heart all passed into her body, blocking her breath. She leaned gradually and slid to the ground, she trembled slightly, holding her arms. Another picture appeared before my eyes.

In the middle of the night, the ruined palace wall, the peeling wall skin, the hanging white magpie, the spooky and weird atmosphere ... Here she knows, it is the cold palace.

A man who could not distinguish between men and women covered in black, pointed at a child of the same age as a little girl, hanging under a sycamore tree, and said, "In the future, you are her, Princess Rongle of Qiyun Kingdom. You are wanted everywhere in the kingdom of heaven. If you want revenge alive, you have to listen to me. Understand? "

The girl nodded or thought, and the man in black said, "Go."

There was a flash of fear in the girl's eyes, but she was quickly pressed down. She slowly walked under the sycamore tree, stepped on the blue stone monument, disengaged the hanged child, then squatted down, trembling to remove the body Change your clothes.

The man in black gave her a few things and told her to leave after a few words. She dug a pit under the stone monument, buried the child, and worshipped for three weeks. After getting up, she shattered her hair to cover her face, and went into the leaky room.

There was an old piano by the window in that broken room. She took out the sheet music and closed it just after reading it.

With her fingertips and rusty skills, the tunes are filled with sadness, resentment, hatred, and anger. She repeated it over and over, eventually hiding her sharpness and emotions in her practice. This is one of the things she wants to learn.

There was a murmur in the sound of the piano, the grief in the girl's heart, she seemed to be experiencing it herself, and she even knew what the girl was thinking.

In a blink of an eye, the girl has grown into a young girl who has become a magnificent girl.

Early in the evening, the girl changed into a suit of plain palace dress and lightly crossed the courtyard wall and went to a secluded pavilion not far from the cold palace. The trees around the pavilion were tall and the paths were twisted. Inside the pavilion was a teenager about her age. The young man had a clear face, a gentle expression, and an elegant and noble temperament that penetrated through his bones, which made the woman couldn't help looking at it.

Rongle walked over, and there was a slight meal behind him. The boy turned back and looked at Rongle's eyes suddenly turned on, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth and called: "Ronger, you are here." Six princes of Qiyun Kingdom, Rong Qi.

Rongle's eyes are clear, and his smile is bright, and there will be no traces hidden in the dark hidden in his heart. She congratulated like a friend: "Brother Qi, I heard them say that you are going to be emperor soon, congratulations."

Rong Qi's gentle expression became deeper, but there was no joy in his eyes. He nodded, looking at her, his eyes burning, "After I ascend the throne, you will be my concubine."

Rong Le froze, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he shook his head slightly.

Rong Qiqing frowned slightly. "You don't want to?"

Rong Le lowered her head, pursed her lips, and kept silent.

Rong Qi's usual mild smile disappeared suddenly, as if she didn't expect her to refuse. He frowned: "You really don't want to? Why? You don't like me? Those days ... why did you come to see me?" Rong Qi paused, his eyes turned, and his age was different. Proportionately deep and unpredictable, he seemed to suddenly think of something, suddenly clenched her hand, stared at her eyes, sharp eyes, "Did you just approach me intentionally to learn royal swordsmanship?"

Rong Le's body shook and he looked up violently. He intuitively wanted to shake off Rong Qi's hand, but held back. Her beautiful eyes floated on a thin layer of mist, and her red lips trembled. She wanted to say, "It's not because I don't want it, it's because our identity doesn't allow it." . "

Rong Qi's face changed, "I don't believe it!" After frowning and thinking, she seemed to be looking for the reason why she was unwilling.

"I see. Rong'er must be worried that I will have the third house and the sixth house in the future? Don't worry, I will never be like the father, even if I think, my body is not allowed." Rong Qi's eyes showed again Looking forward, seems to be saying, so you should rest assured?

Rong Le's eyes moved slightly, and his heart ached. She looked at Rong Qi, still shaking her head, then turned around and left quickly.

"Ronger ..." Rong Qi puzzled, called twice behind her, and frowned again.

Rong Le returned to Leng Gong, and looked up at the peeling courtyard around the wall-her shelter. She looked sad and sad, silent. The fate she couldn't choose was already doomed when the house changed dramatically. Her future couldn't be controlled by her. For a few years of cold life, she has already seen the cold and warm in the world and learned to be cold. But the teenager who had brought her the same loneliness but warmed her so much that she couldn't resist and couldn't help but want to approach. Now that layer of window paper has been ripped apart, she can no longer act indifferently, pretending to be just friends.

She nestled in this cold place and would not go out for days. Outside the Leng Palace, the young emperor who first ascended the throne did not register the queen or any concubine, but turned the entire palace in search of a maid named Ronger.

When Leng Gong was found, she was taken out of the door by the guard, which was the first time she had walked out of the door in the sun in ten years.

Rong Qi outside the door is no longer the unloved prince who used to hide the sharp edge and even the eunuchs of the palace did not look at it. He trampled on the blood and corpses of his loved ones and became the king of a nation over tens of millions.

On the imperial palace, his dragon robe was added, his eyebrows were like green peaks, his eyes were like stars, his lips were like danzhu, his face was like a crown jade. Dazzling, noble, cannot be despised. And the corner of that mouth, the usual gentle and gentle smile can not conceal the majesty of the emperor.

The young emperor rejoiced when he saw Rong Le's figure. He watched her step by step towards her slowly. The brilliant brilliance revealed a little from his gentle but bottomless eyes, he stood She got up and stretched out her hand, but her eyes flickered, and she bowed her head down, and said hardly, "My sister, Rongle ... Meet the Emperor!"