Vincent (89)
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date="2020-12-12"
title="Vincent (89) "
weight="109943"
series = ["Man Man Qing Luo"]
mode = "manual"
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The broken jade spring flew down from the crevice and merged into the deep pool in the middle of the mountain. Then pass the stone-carved dragon head to divert the first level slowly through the palace. Green forests are scattered in the valley east of the palace, surrounding the palaces of the princes. Yuli Palace is located in the east of the valley. Standing on the edge of the palace, you can watch the shadows of Yuxiang Mountain winding away. The broken jade springs merged into a small lake on the side of the Yuli Palace and then flowed out of the palace wall.
The lake under the moonlight was shining brightly, Zi Li's long body was jade, staring at it for a while, took out the jade flute and played a song of Xiaoxiangzi. The sound of the flute is sad and lingering. Some palace people watched their prince from a distance in the dark, sobbing flute, lonely back, tears involuntarily at this moment, wondering how to make this handsome fourth prince happy.
The sound of the flute changed into the sky and raised monstrous waves, and the momentum forced the lake to shatter the moonlight, and a pool of clear waves broke apart, turbulent, like a contradiction, as if it were determined to be unsatisfactory.
Zi Li stopped slowly. I took a look at the jade flute in my hand, the sapphire jade was spotted with blood red, and when the mother was dying, she wanted to play another song, and she died when she was halfway through her mouth. The Zi Li xiao was placed between the nose and sniffed lightly, as if he could still feel the mother's gentle breath. Until that day, he flipped through the flute music left by his mother and was shocked to find that the last part of the final piece was not flute music. He sang to the music softly, but the pronunciation was one line meaning: "The poison has entered the heart." He was only ten that year. One year old.
In the next two years, the imperial concubine entered the central palace. In another year, the courtiers wrote a letter, and the eldest brother was appointed as the prince. He still remembered that when he was a child, the father and the queen accompanied his mother and teased him: "Will Zi Li grow up to be a king?" He just replied coquettishly: "It's good to be with the father and the queen."
After the eldest brother established a prince, King Ning alienated him, but his eyes were as warm as ever. He was the prince that King Ning had loved since he was a child, but he was not the prince chosen by King Ning. He knew in his heart that his father was using his own way to protect him. He was more respectful to the prince. Since that year, he has never violated any words the prince said.
Zi Li's eyes were stained with sadness, and A'Luo, when he spoke out and wanted to break her finger with his own hands, he already wanted to seek freedom. When Liu Jue disobeyed the Prince's order and pulled her away, his and her hands were separated and they could no longer shake hands.
What is freedom? What freedom does A'Luo want? What is the freedom he wants? Zi Li only feels that A'Luo still doesn't understand that unless the world stands at the highest point of power, life and death are left to life. Only then can he do whatever he wants and be free!
The sadness of the eyes gradually faded, the firmness between the eyebrows gradually increased, and the figure relaxed, completely blending with the night. The turbulent wave of thought in my heart is like a hundred rivers rushing in the mountains, sometimes raging against the rocks, sometimes trickling, and only then finally returned to the sea. Calm and no waves, hiding the huge waves in the deep sea, just wait for the wind to roar and smash all the targets in sight.
The personal guard stood not far away, finally relaxing a trace of nerves. Their lord no longer hesitated, and the powerful confidence that he brought out from all over his body spewed out a great sense of security. Everything surrendered under his gaze.
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