The Legend Zhuohua

Chapter 45

A river winds around Fuyun Mountain and flows through a wasteland covered with reeds. There are many lonely graves hidden among the reeds, which look even more desolate in the bleak autumn colors.

A woman in a black cloak knelt in front of a tomb, quietly burning incense and worshiping. She clasped her hands together and closed her eyes slightly. The afterglow fell lightly on her demure and soft face, adding a holy aura to her.

Princess Roujia put the incense in the incense burner and looked at the words on the tombstone.

This is the tomb of two people buried together. The words on the tombstone were carved by Shen Jinghong himself. There are two names written on it. One is her biological mother, that is, Myolie, whose name has not been left in the history books. The other is her biological mother. She didn't dare to carve a name here, so in the end she only left his nickname.

——Liu Yuanshou.

She vaguely remembered that her mother always called him by his nickname. She had served him for many years. In her eyes, he was not a high-ranking prince, but just a Yuanshou brother who was weak but had a good temper. She had also heard her father talk about Myolie in a nostalgic and sad tone, saying that although she was just a slave, she lived happier than anyone else. Just a sweet preserve could make her forget the pain of being beaten. .

The father said that she was just a nameless life, but she was more alive than everyone in the palace. Even after so many years of death, she still lived in his heart and dreams.

But he can only live in his heart and dreams. Only a few times, when he looks at her and her mother's eyebrows, will he reveal his thoughts with emotion.

It was Zhou Yi who broke his heart and his dreams, so she selfishly stole her father's body. She didn't want him to be trapped in the cold and heartless imperial mausoleum after his death.

Although she had complained about her father's cowardice and that he failed to protect her mother and avenge her, in the end, it was he who entrusted his young self to the princess of Zhenguo and made her childhood peaceful.

On one side is the country and the country, on the other side is personal love, on the other side is kindness and kindness, and on the other side is childhood sweethearts. He was trapped in that vast and cramped place, with no way out and no way forward or backward. He could never go as he wanted in his life and couldn't make a choice that made him happy. So this choice was left to her, and all these sins were also handed over to her. Give it to her.

"Father..." Princess Roujia's dark eyes were calm, but there was a hint of golden fire flickering, "I have searched all over the world for famous doctors, but they can't cure your heart disease. Since you have no attachment to this world, Then leave your unfinished business to me."

As she spoke, she suddenly chuckled, with a sarcastic curve on her lips: "Although, you have never thought of entrusting these matters to me. You thought that by letting Huang Guzu protect me, you can give me Peace in my life, but what I want is never this kind of fearful peace. Why can't my daughter inherit the throne and have the desire to conquer the world? I am no worse than Liu Chen and Liu Yu. Moreover, they are not emperors , there is still a way out, we can allocate a place, but as for me, am I going to have to live under the protection of others for the rest of my life?"

She watched the gold paper burn out and said softly: "I am not my mother. A piece of candied fruit cannot make me happy. What makes my mother happy is not that piece of candied fruit, but the heartfelt thought you personally gave to her... You never I've known women, but I don't understand their love...and hate."

As the sun set, she slowly got up from the ground, turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.

Not far away by the river, there was a slender and tall figure standing under the tree looking at her. He must have been standing there for a long time, because when Princess Roujia walked in front of him, she saw a withered yellow leaf on his shoulder.