Qi Jingque returned home after being defeated and returned to Beiling alone from southern Xinjiang. The country's strength declined and the people were displaced. There were mourning everywhere.

He lost his right hand, only his left hand, and his right hand was left in southern Xinjiang, and together with hundreds of thousands of people in Beiling, he was completely in southern Xinjiang.

He is not like an emperor, he is like a refugee, dirty and smelly, walking dullly on the vast earth.

Like a homeless child, he knew that this was home, but there was no one at home, and the taste of home was unsatisfactory, so he started to be undecided and didn't know where to go.

Finally, he came to the imperial tomb without realizing it and saw the mother who gave birth to him, the woman who felt guilty and had a strong desire to control him, and pleased him.

She changed into gorgeous clothes, dressed in a simple and elegant manner, held a whisk, and dusted on the tombstone.

He stood in the distance and looked at her quietly.

After watching for a long time, his mother turned around as if she had noticed it.

Even though he was covered in filthy and embarrassed, and the dust on his face could not see what he was like, the Queen Mother still recognized him at a glance.

He threw away the whisk in his hand and ran over quickly, not caring about his dirty face or his body, holding his face: "My son, what's wrong with you?"

Qi Jingque pulled the corner of his mouth, wanted to laugh but didn't laugh, and fell to the ground and fainted.

He woke up again, changed into clean clothes, and faced the clean bed, everything was filled with a hint of warmth.

The injured right hand was also bandaged.

With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open. He saw his blood-related mother, walked in with food, and saw that he woke up and sat up. He hurriedly put down everything in his hand and came to help him.

He was helped to sit down, and the empress dowager slowly breathed a sigh of relief and fed him porridge. She retreated and was no longer unattainable, cold-blooded and ruthless. She could only observe his face carefully, fearing that it would touch his unhappiness.

After a bowl of hot porridge was over, his stomach felt a little warm.

The empress dowager covered the horns of the quilt with red eyes: "It doesn't matter, as long as people live, there is hope."

Qi Jingque raised his right hand and looked over and over again: "You like power, Jiangshan gives you it. Play whatever you want."

The Empress Dowager stopped with her hand covering her quilt: "The Ai family doesn't like power. The Ai family has been imprisoned in the palace for the rest of their lives. They want power, but because power can be seen."

"It can make the Ai family invincible and no one bullied them again. If there is a choice, the Ai family gave birth to you, even if you were expelled from the palace by the previous emperor, as long as we mother and son can be together and eat braised vegetables, the Ai family will be fearless."

"Is it worth it?" Qi Jingque looked at the old woman. He had never given her a good look. He just treated her as a pawn and never regarded her as a mother.

The queen mother stretched out her trembling hand and touched her cheek, and tears rolled down unconsciously: "You are my son, it's worth doing anything for you."

Her hands are no longer tender and her face is no longer beautiful.

But she gave him warmth, second only to the warmth given by ginger wine.

In the past, he was lonely and the only person who spoke was the girl next door. He knew that this girl was different from him. Her family lived in the capital, so she just went to the countryside to recuperate.

I will leave sooner or later, but he longs for warmth too much and wants to seize the only warmth. He falls in love with her, but he has nothing.

He can't give her everything.

When he knew that her father was a general who led troops to fight, as long as the general made great achievements and was no problem to be appointed as a marquis and generals, he realized that their distance was very different and could not be crossed.

He wanted to prove that he was strong. Under that person's teaching, he learned a lot of things. The first illusion made a person forget someone, and he used it on her.

He made her forget him and didn't want her to miss herself or worry about herself.

Then he went to the capital and found the man.

Sijiuwei was established.

This is her name, Jiang Jiu's name, telling herself that she would give her the most noble three books and six recruits in the world, and ten miles of red wares.

As he thought, Jiang Jiu's father killed the enemy fiercely and cleared the enemy. The emperor Long Xin was very happy and appointed him as a first-rank military marquis. He had an army of 300,000 in his hand, and he was still an official in the capital.

He was just a small eunuch, and he could only live as a eunuch, because the people who support him were not allowed to have an identity other than a eunuch.

He finally reached the 9,000th anniversary, but unfortunately she completely forgot about him and thought he was her hindering him. More importantly, she fell in love with others.

The Queen Mother's tears fell on his hands, awakening him. He turned his head and staggered the Queen Mother's hand that touched his face, "I'm tired and want to rest."

The Queen Mother nodded: "You have a good rest. If you have any questions, I call the Ai family. The Ai family has always been there."

He slowly got into the quilt and pulled the quilt to cover himself.

I fell asleep and had a dream. In the dream, he saw Jiang Jiu. He met her for the first time in the capital and fell into the moat.

Jiang Jiu was startled and ran away quickly.

At this time, a beautiful woman reached out to him and smiled brightly as the spring flowers, "Come up quickly, pray for shock."

He was in the moat, looking at the beautiful woman, and his eyes paused. She was so beautiful that she was not like a human being.

Seeing that the woman did not put her hand on, she continued to urge him: "Hurry up, let's go and see the fireworks and lanterns."

Everything in the dream was not controlled by him. He didn't want to reach out, but he stretched out his hand.

The woman took his hand and pulled him out of the moat. Everything about ginger wine in his dream was like time flashing, and it disappeared after it flashed.

He was wet all over, and the beautiful woman pulled him and ran towards the crowd with a bright smile.

He followed her, and as he ran, the woman disappeared.

He could no longer find the woman in the vast sea of ​​people.

With a bang.

The fireworks shine in the sky, and the woman seemed to turn into fireworks. She flashed in the sky and became a favorite of many people, but no one could keep it.

He looked at the fireworks flashing through the sky and suddenly squatted on the ground, his eyes were sluggish, as if someone had rubbed into the sand. He couldn't help but cry.

When his tears came out, he woke up from his sleep.

It was quiet around him, and he stretched out his hand and touched tears.

Suddenly, the beautiful woman's voice echoed in his mind: "You wake up, Qi Jingque doesn't love me, I will never come again."

His hands, covered in tears, slowly gathered together, trying to hold on to anything, but nothing was grasped.

He flipped up from the bed and ran outside. The moonlight outside was bright, like the smile of the beautiful woman in the sky full of fireworks in his dreams.

He fell to his knees, his head against the ground, and cried silently.

The crying sounded loudly and echoed in the quiet night.

After this crying, he joined hands with the Queen Mother to return to the palace.

The civil and military officials did not dare to overthrow him because the civil and military officials had the handle in his hands. He left the capital and asked the eunuchs of Sijiuwei to supervise them.

So even if they are angry, they will just keep it in their hearts and dare not say it.

All things are in trouble and the people are cultivated.

The first thing he did when he went to court was to promulgate the law, that the people would not have to pay taxes for two years, that merchants would reduce taxes, and those in the royal family would reduce their salaries.

It took two years to really make Beiling a barely enough food and clothing.

"You have white hair." In the palace, the Queen Mother no longer had luxurious clothes, but simple clothes. The hairpin on her head was just a wooden hairpin. She didn't think about the Queen Mother at all, but she looked more like a kind woman.

Qi Jingque's expressionless face: "People always get old, and when they get old, they will die of white hair. This is a natural law, so there is no need to worry about it."

The Empress Dowager squatted in front of him, stroked his left hand, and cut off his right hand, and practiced writing and commenting on the left hand again. It was a very difficult thing.

But he never said anything. He kept doing it silently, as if he was making up for the guilt he felt towards the country in the past few years and killed hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

The relationship between mother and son is eased, but it is always separated by a river. It is just that it is no longer tit-for-tat. It is impossible to get closer.

The Queen Mother took a deep breath and pretended to be relaxed: "Today is the Chinese Valentine's Day. If you don't want to choose a concubine, go outside and have a look. Look at your people. You are doing a great life under your rule."

"No, what does the young man have to do with me?" Qi Jingque leaned on the stool, staggered the empress dowager and stroked his left hand. His left hand was gone, empty in his sleeves.

"Go, beg you by the Ai family." The empress dowager said with red eyes. Her son was worried and never told her, but she knew that he was unhappy and was not happy at all.

Qi Jingque was worried for a moment: "Let's talk about it."

Seeing that he was a little loose, the empress dowager stopped talking.

On the Chinese Valentine's Day, the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl date, it is also a day when unmarried men and women will not be rumored by others when they meet on this day.

He walked alone in the crowd, and when it was empty, there was nothing.

The people were enthusiastic and he was beautiful. Soon a little woman stuffed a lantern for him, and then ran away with a smile.

He looked at the red rabbit lantern and lost his mind for a long time before he left again.

As we walked, a firework exploded in the sky.

A crisp female voice was blew up with the fireworks, clapping her hands and calling: "Qingsha, look, that firework is so beautiful."

His pupils suddenly opened, his heart pounding, and he looked around and searched, but there were too many people, and he saw that no one was that person.

Bang bang bang bang, and a few more fireworks exploded, and a crisp female voice rang out again: "It's really beautiful, we don't have any. You said, why don't you get some such beautiful flowers for me?"

He saw her.

In an instant, the fireworks in the night sky became a foil, and they were not as beautiful as women.

But the man in a green robe next to her reached out to circle her shoulders, and his eyes turned towards him, his pupils stood up like wild beasts, "Get some for you next time."

When she heard her promise, she smiled sweetly, and plunged into his arms like drinking honey: "You said, Qingshou, you are not allowed to lie to me."

"Of course not." The man promised her: "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Qi Jingque's steps walked towards them step by step and walked to them. The woman looked up from the man's arms and looked at him strangely, frowned, took the man's hand, and walked away quickly, saying as she walked: "The man's eyes were so strange, it seemed like he was crying. I really didn't like it when I saw it. Let's go quickly. Let's go to Qiyue Kingdom. I heard that their emperor is very fun."

The man's voice was cold and indulgent: "Okay, let it go."

"Then let's go quickly." The woman happily pulled him away.

Qi Jingque saw Si Qingsha and let her pull him, slowly turned his head to look at him, which was also strange and sinister.

Qi Jingque opened his mouth and found that he could not call anything. He didn't know what her name was. He forgot what Jiang Jiu looked like, but he remembered her appearance.

Her figure disappeared, and he could no longer stand and fell to the ground, holding his eyes with his hands, crying loudly among the crowd, like a child who had lost his beloved toys.

She was right, he loved her, he kept loving her, but he kept telling himself that he loved Jiang Jiu, and ignored his true heart, loved her, and this person who didn't even have a name...
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