MTL - Empress True Colors-Chapter 93v3 The Last Will (End of Volume 3)

If Tianqi hadn't rushed over, maybe Mingcheng would have been dragged to death by Jing Hengbo while going crazy.

But now she also looks like a pile of rotten meat, and she can't even scream. Tianqi stood aside in shock, looking at the blood-stained Jing Hengbo, at first he thought it was the blood spattered by Ming Cheng, but then found out that it was Jing Hengbo's own blood, he rushed up to help Jing Hengbo bandage, but was pushed away by Jing Hengbo up.

"Put the adulterer and adulterer in the strictest place." She said wearily, "Go back and interrogate."

"Where are you going?" Tian Qi grabbed one in each hand and looked at Jing Hengbo's back.

Jing Hengbo didn't answer, but walked slowly along the road.

Although he was desperate, he still held the last ray of hope in his heart, traveled all over Dige, would he be able to find him?

At this moment, Dige was empty and silent, and the common people hid in their houses in panic, listening to the roar of the city gate in the distance. The sound of iron armor and weapons colliding is endless, it means that the forces guarding Dige are rushing to the city gate.

She walked through Dige Mingtai Square.

Here, the queen was greeted on the red carpet ten miles away, and a series of difficulties awaited her at the end of the red carpet. Here he stretched out his hand in public for the first time, and with a gesture of acknowledgment and respect, he helped her walk on the most difficult road.

This is the beginning he gave her, and from the beginning to the end, his intention remains the same.

She walked through Jiugong Street, the busiest street in the past, and stopped by a small well at the end of the road. She used to wear Zirui there and amazed Dige with a bohemian dress. On that day she saw that he mistook Zirui for Zirui. , On that day, she confronted him for the first time, and on that day, she questioned the queen's power for the first time, so he saw the turbulent waves in his eyes, and it was hard to say how much he was worried about.

Perhaps, the road ahead, the choice after that, all started from that day. When she needed freedom and power to protect herself and the people she cared about, he had no choice but to let her go. Soil returns.

She walked through Liulifang, the center of Jiugong Street, which is also the most prosperous area in the whole Dige. She looked at those towering buildings and bustling streets, and suddenly a burning carriage flashed before her eyes.

She tried her best to stop eight of the burning carriages set on fire by the Sang family, but the last one fell short, which not only injured countless lives, but also directly led to the death of the son of the governor of the Kanglong Army.

On that day, the flames danced with the black smoke at the entrance of Liuli Street, screams and weeping were heard together, that day Cheng Gumo shouted crazily on the street, that day Gong Yin came running in person and stood in front of her.

"Who are you going to save!"

"Get out of the way! Who gave you permission to touch the queen!"

"National teacher! Are you really a cunning rabbit and a running dog!"

"I don't hold weapons, I don't set up guards, and I'm facing you. Think carefully, whether to rush over! Remember, be responsible for every step you take!"

The water of the Yudai River was rippling, reflecting that moment of blood and fire and defense. She was behind him, and he was in front of all armies, in the center of hostility and anger.

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She walked past Xigefang, which is the place where Emperor Ge's nobles and ministers live together, very close to the Imperial City Square and Yuzhao Palace, where she once had a conflict with the official Zhao Shizhi in order to rescue Zirui.

Standing in front of the high wall, she saw that the rich gate was deep and a white stone road meandered out.

Officials from the Emperor's Song Office and Kanglong's army once flocked to this stone-paved road, as did numerous guards from Zhao Shizhi's servants. Suddenly, the charge of killing Mrs. Zhao fell. She wanted to defend herself, but she was known to have fallen into a trap.

Amongst the heavy siege, there was that man again, meandering over in a soft sedan chair, speaking lightly and scheming deeply, those who plot others are plotted by others, and those who trap others fall into the trap themselves. With a plan to lure the enemy, she broke her siege, and did not hesitate to cut off her arms, leaving hidden dangers for herself.

As she stepped on the white cobblestone road at this moment, she suddenly remembered that he changed his usual style that day and came in a soft sedan.

Now that time has passed, I suddenly remembered some details buried in my memory.

I remember when the car curtain was lifted, I saw his pale face in shock.

I remember that later in the sedan chair she offered a kiss, which aroused him to react impulsively. I remembered that she pushed her backhand in panic, causing him to bump into the back of the sedan chair. I remembered that his face stopped slightly on the brocade back. There was a slight smile on the corners of the lips, the side face was as beautiful as a sculpture in the light and shadow, and there was a rich and slightly sweet breath around.

I remember that day when I got off the sedan chair, I saw a reddish tinge on the back of his shirt, which was then covered by the cloak that Meng Hu handed over.

At that time, I thought it was the paint on the backrest, but when I think about it now, it feels like thunder passing through my heart—could it be blood?

He lowered the car curtain in the sedan chair because he didn't want to be seen as pale and weak. He suddenly asked for it forcefully, but it was actually for her to push him away. After wiping off the backrest, the backrest was stained with blood, so when he leaned on the backrest again, his clothes were inadvertently stained with blood.

The scene of the past was only suddenly understood today. She knelt down slowly at the end of the white stone road and held her forehead.

She used to be narcissistic about her carelessness countless times, until today, she suddenly hated her carelessness.

What he wanted to carefully conceal was the most important thing, the real difficulty that he was unwilling to tell her so far, which affected his final decision. Why didn't she notice it at the time? Why didn't you care?

After a while, she slowly stood up and walked forward. The alley in front of her was deep, with blue tiles and white walls, and a few stalks of bamboos covered the top of the wall with emerald green, casting a thick and faint light and shadow.

She stood there for a long time without approaching.

That was the photo studio she never managed. There she tricked Tianqi with a photo of Gong Yin, there she asked Tianqi to protect Gong Yin, and in the end Tianqi was always by her side.

By now, no need to ask any more, he already understood that it was he who rejected Tianqi's protection and left the master to her.

For those most meticulous arrangements, he will always remain silent behind others, and he doesn't want her to know.

The signboard of the photo studio was still there, and she stared at the ink words on that side for a long time.

"moment."

As if a word came true, or there was a hint in the dark, the best time between her and him was only for a moment.

After passing the West Gefang, it is the Imperial City Square. The statue of the founding queen on the square still stands as before, with her eyes downcast, always looking down on the wild land.

On that day, Sang Tong hijacked him and rushed into the square in a chariot.

On that day, in the short span of life and death, her life fell into human hands to force him to commit suicide.

That day in front of the square gate, the fake head flew up in the snow and ice splash, let her finally know what it was like to tear her heart and her lungs, and finally knew where her heart belonged.

That day they kissed fiercely behind the palace gate, and she stepped on his snow-white boots with bare feet.

That day she said to him: "Gong Yin, Gong Yin, let's transform the new Great Wilderness together, shall we? Let's create a new world together, shall we? Let's be the happiest queen and national teacher in the history of the Great Wilderness, shall we? I believe it." You can do it, so can I, and I just want to do these things with you, shall we do it together?"

The words are still ringing in my ears, like the wind in the Imperial City Square, because of the shackles of the surrounding buildings, it will always be blowing endlessly in the square.

But in a blink of an eye, the sea has changed.

After that, at the same position, at the foot of the statue of the founding queen, she experienced the greatest despair and the coldest determination in her life.

After that, he "cut himself" for her, and she sent the cold blade into his chest, and sprayed a mouthful of poisonous blood on it.

Afterwards, on the palace city where she had received cheers, she saw waves of opponents flocking to the square on a cold and snowy night, heard the expulsion and scolding of officials and scholars, saw the dead body of Kang Long, and saw the people all over the place. The blood flower bloomed on top of the snowflakes all over the place.

After that, in the secret passage under the whole square, she and his panting, mysterious "old eunuch" were left behind, carrying her all the way through the darkness and pain, and the moment she pushed her into the river to escape, she saw his waving gesture, It's not a farewell, it's a retention.

But I didn't understand until today.

The soldiers guarding Miyagi saw the woman standing in a daze at the entrance of the square, and slowly gathered around for interrogation, she flickered.

The next moment she was in Yuzhao Palace.

The palace road is long, stretching towards the night of Luoxue, it seems that he is still staring at the other side. On this side were the officials who escorted her into the palace, and he was alone on the opposite side.

At the time, he thought it was a play, but now he realized that it was a hint of fate—he had always fought alone for her. Harmonize the hearts of the people, the government, and the will of God.

The person opposite had thin clothes and a straight posture, and the snow-white clothes fluttered in the wind like a white phantom.

At the end of the night, his ice crystals and snow were as clear as glass, and even his lips were bloodless.

The long palace road is gradually covered with snow.

She took a step forward and stretched out her hands. She had never shaken his hand that day, knowing his temperature. At this moment, she wanted to know, is he okay? Was it good?

With one step, light and shadow break.

Something landed on the back of the hand, it was hot first and then cooled down, and it rolled all the way coldly, making a light patter on the ground.

She walked all the way, with the patter of tiny tears falling to the ground, she stopped in front of a staircase, she knew it was her bedroom without looking up at the plaque.

It is very close to Jingting, and a small door is opened for easy access to the bedroom.

There is a swing in front of the sleeping hall, she has been swinging there countless times, just to fly high and take a look at him in Jingting's study.

The rope on the swing was so thick that he couldn't catch it. He was always afraid that she would fall. On the swing seat, there was a soft cushion and a sachet full of fresh flower petals. She lowered her head and smelled it. The fragrance was so fresh, and her heart , but is old and shriveled.

A few steps forward, she lowered her head and stared at the stairs, which were so clean that there was no dust at all, and it could be seen that they were cleaned every day.

It's not surprising in my heart, he has always been such a person who is indifferent on the outside and meticulous on the inside.

The steps are made of granite, which is different from the blue-striped stones commonly used in the palace. That's because she once fell because the blue-striped stones were too slippery from falling snow.

When going up the stairs, she habitually raises her legs high. The threshold of Dahuang's palace is always high, and she often trips over it.

However, there was no threshold to trip her legs, and she remembered that because she was always tripped, the thresholds of Yuzhao Palace and Jingting were both sawed off.

Later, her own palace had thresholds, and she forgot this habit again.

Because without him, no one would saw the threshold for her.

As soon as she entered the door, there seemed to be a change. She was startled, only to realize that there were two screens in front of her.

One is the original colorful peony, and the other is the embroidered screen of Mao Zhinan, a famous beautiful man in the former dynasty. Mao Zhinan looks a bit like a modern Hallyu star, fair and slender, she was infatuated with him for a while, and clamored for his embroidered screen, but Gong Yin never agreed.

When she left, the things she liked were left here.

She looked at the screen lightly - I like all the beautiful things in this life, but they are fleeting scenes, wind blowing ears, and flowers that I have to look at more because of their beauty while walking.

You left this screen to me to make me laugh? But do you know, I would like to make this embroidered like a screen, and I would like to give all of me in exchange for a corner of your clothes at this moment.

Further forward is her bed, the quilt is spread neatly, every corner of the quilt is tightly tucked in.

There were her soft pajamas beside the bed, and her comfortable slippers under the bed, all covered with muslin so as not to collect dust.

There is a fresh flower on the pillow, which is so delicate and beautiful that it looks like a fresh flower picked every day. The small thorns on the roses are carefully cut off.

"...Gong Yin, Gong Yin, her boyfriends always give flowers to their girlfriends."

"Go to Jingting to pick it yourself."

"No fun! No taste! No humanity!"

That flower has bloomed every day since she left.

He is there and he is not, she is there and she is not, this morning a flower is strictly enforced.

Is he always willing to do everything behind his back, so that she will be more sad when she can't get it back?

She remembered that she kept her suitcase in the cabinet against the wall, but now the cabinet cannot be opened, and the door has been locked.

It was he who sealed up everything that belonged to her, preferring to live forever in the memory.

However, she was no longer willing to face these memories, and escaped out of the palace, and subconsciously walked through the door over there, which was indeed unlocked.

There is a creaking sound of the door being pushed, and someone will come over in a daze and drink up her added duck soup in one go, as if you will see Meng Hu winking at her, blinking the left eye to indicate that he is busy, and blinking the right eye to indicate that he is not busy.

She blinked, and there seemed to be something in her eyes, which was painfully painful.

Jingting Red Maple has not yet reached the opening season, and the branches and leaves are green. She walked under the red maple, thinking about the three people having a drink under the tree that day, thinking about the truth and big adventure that foreshadowed the future and the truth, thinking about the day when he would forget the truth. Watching her walk through the Range Rover Pavilion, Feilan Pavilion, Cuihua Building, and Yechun Lake. Think of her loud cry by the lake. That shout stirred up waves under the bridge, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, and the waves continue to this day.

I like you and I want to be with you.

From the beginning to the end, all I wanted to say was this sentence, but there was no reply, no reply.

She slowly walked into the Jingting study.

There was no one in Jingting, and at this moment, the center of the Great Desolation, the palace was empty. It seemed that someone deliberately wanted to vacate the palace and the past, so that she could completely move in and replace it.

She stood in front of Gong Yin's usual desk, which was actually covered with a brass mirror. She raised her head, and behind the opposite flower wall was her swing.

In the past, when I was swinging on the swing, I always complained that he in the window never looked up, but he didn't know that she was looking at him on the swing, and he bowed his head in front of the mirror. The swing decorated his window, who decorated whose dream.

She slowly opened the drawer.

In the drawer is a roll of yellow silk orders. Other than that, there is nothing on the table or under the table. Originally, there should be a lot of files here, but it seems to have been emptied at this moment.

Only this volume of will was his final arrangement for her.

She stared at it for a long time, really wanting to close the drawer hard, lock it, turn around, leave Jingting, leave Dige, and even leave Dahuang.

I don't want your painstaking arrangements, I don't want your hard work, I don't want to step on your sacrifice and blood, and step onto the empty, lonely and cold throne of the queen.

But in the end, her fingertips slowly touched the warm yellow silk.

At this moment, she has no reason to be willful.

She can no longer be the willful and willful Jing Hengbo back then. The heavier the sacrifices of others, the more she can't let go and move forward. When the blood that countless people vomited up was on her shoulders, she had no choice but to wipe away the blood and move forward.

The silk is very clean, with the smell of lacquer seal, it seems that it has just been taken out of the secret room, but the handwriting and seal are not fresh, it should have been prepared for a while.

She looked at the handwriting on the decree for a long time, and she hadn't seen his handwriting for so long that at first she only stared at his handwriting, but lost the ability to connect the handwriting together. After a while, the words were connected into a complete The meaning of it jumped into her mind.

"...Because of the disappointment of the world, Shun Yunei pushed his heart, raised the banner of righteousness, and brought disaster to the Qing Dynasty... the false emperor Gong Yin, immediately abolished the honorary title, and chased the wilderness forever."

With a tremor of her fingers, Huang Ling fell to the ground.

For a moment, it was like a lightning strike, and it was thunderstorm that night again in a trance, blood sprayed into the wall in the killing field, and the dying guard of the Sang family crawled towards Gong Yin step by step with his elbows, dragging long lines of blood behind him, instantly Smeared with rain.

His temporary howl was like thunder resounding through the quiet courtyard. The people present did not know whether it was because of the rain or because of the chills. That scene will never be erased from memory.

"Gong Yin! You will be devoured by the heavens and fall into the abyss. All the people will betray their relatives and flee forever!"

With a bang, Jing Hengbo's trembling legs hit the stool behind him.

Gong Yin!

This is your final arrangement!

You give up the world, you exile yourself in the wilderness, you fly the three flags of the emperor's song, just to make up for it again when I return.

Is it because you have already decided that there is no place for you to leave the flagpole that has been cut off?

Had this volume of decree been written before Dige Xueye?

Whether a long time ago, you have already laid out this step by step, one step with blood, one step with snow.

Her whole body was icy cold, but her eye sockets were as hot as fire, and the trembling all over her body could not be stopped. She suddenly picked up the will and ran out.

run wildly.

Pass through the quiet court, pass through the sleeping hall, pass through the Yuzhao Palace, pass through the long palace roads, and pass through the eight palace gates. Her fast-moving shadow threw off those startled guards, and the entire Yuzhao Palace was full of her running figure, her clothes fluttering in the wind, and blood stains disappeared in an instant.

She ran to Miyagi.

In the square below the city, there was a huge crowd, the ministers who came here because of Dige's emergency, all gathered together in panic, begging to see the emperor, and listened to the movement at the city gate with their ears up in horror.

Someone raised his head inadvertently, and suddenly exclaimed, "Look, up there!"

When everyone looked up, they saw a woman in purple clothes standing on top of Yuzhao Palace City.

Her black hair was fluttering in the wind, she was holding a roll of yellow silk tightly in her hands, and the cloak was rolled up behind her, with spots of scarlet like plum blossoms.

She clenched the cold bricks of the city wall tightly, raised her head slightly, her eyes seemed to contain the Emperor Song Imperial City, but at the same time, there seemed to be nothing, only beyond the sky, mountains and seas.

People squinted their eyes slightly, their hearts were hazy and confused, they only felt that this woman was gorgeous and seemed somewhat familiar.

Suddenly someone exclaimed, "The former queen!"

The crowd was silent for a moment.

After the silence, there was a roar. Shouts were like a tidal wave, instantly sweeping across the entire square.

"The queen is back!"

"The Blackwater Queen has entered the city!"

"The queen has appeared above Miyagi, the Halberd Army must have entered the city too!"

"Emperor Song City is broken!"

Screaming, chaos, running, crowding... The square became a mess.

At this moment, the horse's hooves trampled wildly, there was a loud bang, the Dige City Gate and the Xuanning Gate rang out at the same time, and then the roaring sound rushed into the heart of the Great Wilderness like a tide.

Emperor Song City is broken.

At this instant above the snow-capped mountain, there was a bang, the gate of the underground passage burst, and dozens of figures shot out. The person in the front, holding a white-clothed man in his arms, led the crowd away.

The Xueshan disciples guarding here wanted to chase after him, Murong Chou waved his hand. The Sect Master of Tianmen stared at those back figures with meaningful eyes.

Long Ying's family went down the snow-capped mountains.

This momentary scene waved across Yuzhao Palace City, unfolding the will of the yellow silk, and tore it apart inch by inch in front of the emperor's officials.

The strong wind blew, and everyone stopped their movements involuntarily, watching the yellow fragments fluttering down like butterflies.

For a moment, the palace city was silent, the people were silent, the world was silent, and the spirits of all things were suppressed and suffocated by the woman's suppressed pain, unable to make their own voices.

Some people knelt down slowly, others gradually followed, iron hooves stepped closer, she was on the city. Overlook this vast world.

Pieces of human heads gradually blackened like grass.

Yellow butterflies are flying all over the sky.

What fluttered in front of her eyes was the crushed snow of Dige's snowy night that year, falling endlessly, from winter to spring.

Gong Yin.

You don't want this great world, and I don't want it either.

I want to travel all over the green hills, all over the wilderness, I want to search every corner of this world, and I want to spend the rest of my life walking through all the places you can hide.

You exile your people, and I exile my soul. At the end of the road, even if people's souls disagree and turn into bones, I will always wait to ask you a question.

Gong Yin, among us, who is more cruel?

She looked up slowly.

This moment.

The only shout she uttered was heard throughout Dige.

"Gong Yin!"