I looked at her quietly.

I couldn't even hear the breath in the side hall. I only looked at her slightly bent eyes, with bunches of wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, but her eyes were so gentle, as if the spring breeze had sucked people's hearts.

Such gentleness and leisure can even make you feel unhealthy.

So, after a while, I slowly spoke: "What?"

She looked at me with a smile, but did not repeat the sentence just as I thought. Instead, she slowly turned around and turned to the tablet she was still kneeling down before - the extremely tall and damaged tablet I saw here when I came to Taimiao last time.

After taking a look, she turned toward me again: "Your Highness hasn't come to kneel down and worship this tablet yet?"

“…”

The word "Your Highness" finally made my breath tense. I walked over slowly and walked to her side. I smelled a faint smell of sandalwood emitted from her body, which seemed warm. Then, I raised my head and looked at the tall tablet.

"You want me to bow to it?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

She looked at me with a smile: "As a daughter, shouldn't Your Highness kneel down to worship his mother's tablet?"

...

Another silence that is unconcealed.

But at this moment, I was completely suffocated, no heartbeat, no perception, and I didn't even know whether the sudden silence at this moment was because of her words, or whether everything around me was really quiet because of her words.

I don't know how long it took me to speak, and my voice was so low that it didn't look like my own-

"Me, mother?"

"Yes, the previous dynasty - Princess Zhenguo, is your mother."

Perhaps it was the opposite of everything. After listening to her title of "Your Highness", after she asked me to kneel down to worship my mother's tablet, and when I heard the title of "Princess Zhenguo", I calmed down, breathing calmed down, my heartbeat calmed down, and even gradually recovered my five senses. I slowly turned my head and looked at the hideous cracks and mottled words on the huge tablet.

Taking a deep breath, I walked over, kowtowed and kowtowed.

Then, I heard her chant softly behind her: "Amitabha."

After doing all this, I slowly stood up, looked at the huge tablet again, and felt a stinging pain in my chest.

Before, I knew that my mother had passed away and that her spiritual position could not enter the Yan Family Ancestral Hall, which made me unable to surrender to her, whether I wanted to worship or talk. However, I didn’t expect that in the capital thousands of miles away from Xichuan, my mother’s tablet would be enshrined in this solemn Taimiao, which would give me the opportunity to compensate for my regrets over the years.

Mingming had already known that she had a close relationship with the royal family; Mingming had already had countless speculations in her heart that she thought she was delusional; Mingming had known that the world was impermanent, but it was still unbearable to be in it.

My mother - Princess Zhenguo...

The mistress of the Yan family...

What identity does she have? I don’t know? What experiences does she have are beyond my imagination?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but stretch out my hand, and my trembling fingertips stroked the mottled and hideous cracks, as if I could feel the ups and downs of her life. I couldn't help but calculate my nose and my eyes became hot. I suppressed myself, stood up, and turned to the protector of the country-

"It's really rare to talk to the master today. I think the master also understands that I have many questions to ask for, and I hope you can solve my doubts."

She looked at me with a smile: "Pinnie will try her best."

I couldn't help but be stunned.

I thought she would say "everything is true", but I didn't expect that she would say "try as much as possible". Is she still planning to have any reservations at this time?

However, at this time, there was no time to care about her words. The protector of the country slowly walked to the cushion beside me, and I sat on the cushion on this side as well. The two of them sat down, raised their heads and looked at each other.

Her eyes were still gentle. When she looked at me, she was like a loving elder, staring at her junior.

However, under such a gaze, I was a little stunned.

Too many things to ask and too many mysteries all came to my mind at this moment, but I didn’t know how to speak, or even which one was the most important thing to ask. She looked at me at a loss and said with a smile: “If your highness doesn’t know how to speak, why don’t you let Pomni speak first.”

I looked at her and nodded, "Okay, you said."

She looked up and down for a while before slowly saying: "Actually, Pomni hasn't seen His Royal Highness the Princess for many years, and he is about to forget her, but now when he sees His Royal Highness, he seems to have seen her herself."

"Do I look like my mother?"

“It’s not like.”

"Then, why did the mage say it seemed to see her?"

She looked at me with a smile: "There is the shadow of the princess of Zhenguo on your highness," she said, her eyes became a little dazed, as if she had seen through my body and saw something else, and said: "There is the spirit of the princess of Zhenguo."

I took a deep breath: "Is my mother the last princess in the previous dynasty?"

She looked at me with complicated eyes and nodded: "Yes."

"But I heard that after the Pei clan entered the pass and occupied the imperial city, all the royal families of the previous dynasty were killed."

"yes."

"And, he was killed by the last emperor, Lidi, that is, my grandfather."

"yes."

"Then why is my mother not dead?"

She still looked at me, her eyes looked particularly naughty, and she slowly said, "Probably, this is destiny."

"Destiny?"

"The destiny of heaven will never stop her, and she will never stop this line of blood."

I frowned slightly, and then I heard the wizard of the country guarding the country say softly: "The Emperor Li just mentioned, that is, your grandfather, what do you think of him?"

I thought for a while and said, "I don't talk about my father's faults, let alone my grandfather?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! She laughed and said, "Your Highness is cautious. Yes, the rumors and records of the previous dynasty have a lot of complaints about the capital of Li Emperor. Everyone knows it, so Poinni will not repeat it. However, even if he says it, Li Emperor himself probably won't care."

"oh?"

I looked up at her and she said calmly: "Although he inherited the destiny of heaven, in fact, he should be a free and scattered immortal. Even if he was born in a prosperous era or a wealthy family, he would be a literary giant, a musician, or a romantic golfer, or a great actor. Unfortunately, he was born in the imperial family and in such a chaotic era."

For the first time, I really heard someone talking about Emperor Li - my grandfather, and it felt very strange and a little novel. She continued: "So, his romantic style has become absurd, and his elegant elegance has become perverse-he has become a country of destruction."

After listening to her words, I gradually understood something.

To be honest, the centipede worm will die without being stiff. In such a big dynasty, ordinary people will not be able to do it well at most, but only those with such talented people will truly be destroyed. Extraordinary talents may bring great achievements in one field, but in another field, they may bring devastating blows.

The Master of the Guardian continued: "In fact, your grandfather did not want to occupy the throne forever. He had hoped to pass the throne to others in the morning. But his brothers were killed in the previous battle for the throne, and those who died of illness were the only one left in the same generation, so he hoped for his descendants."

I hurriedly said, "Then-"

"It's a pity that although he was romantic and had won the beauty of Luotian, he had no descendants."

“…”

"Because of this, he was worried day and night, and even began to look for immortals and ask, but it was not for the purpose of cultivating the immortal body, but for the purpose of refining medicine so that he could give birth to a son who inherited the throne."

"Then, was it born?"

The Master of the Guardian chuckled: "I have been looking forward to you for ten months and welcome your mother."

“…”

I couldn't help but chuckled.

It is conceivable that my grandfather was disappointed at that time.

The Master of the Guardian continued: "Although he was disappointed, he loved your mother very much. He was granted the title of Princess Zhenguo as soon as he was born. This is a precedent that has never been seen in all dynasties, and he brought her by his side to raise her personally. Most of the versatility of the Princess Zhenguo inherited your grandfather."

I sighed a long sigh.

Looking back on the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea that my mother taught me, I only picked up her fur, but I also knew that she was superior to many people. Now I understand where her elegance and tranquility come from.

I said, "So, for this reason, when the city was broken, my grandfather killed so many concubines and princesses, but let my mother go."

The Master of the Guardian looked at me for a long time and finally sighed softly.

I couldn't help but clenched my fists: "Even if she escaped the murder of her grandfather, what happened later? The Pei family didn't touch her?"

The Master Huguo smiled faintly: "This is probably also destiny. The Pei clan captured the capital and occupied the imperial palace, killing the sky and the earth and the blood flowed. When these people walked into the Hall of Supreme Harmony with blood that had not crossed their feet, they saw a thin girl standing behind the piles of corpses, above the hall."

I couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Her body is covered with blood, as is her face, and in her hair, and the blood is over her ankles."

“…”

"But her eyes were unexpectedly clean."

“…”

"And, such a girl doesn't cry or make a fuss, just standing quietly, watching the people who broke in with knives."

I held my breath, imagined that moment, imagined my mother.

"Then those people put down the knife in their hands and kneeled down."

My heartbeat is about to stop.

The Master of the Guardian looked at my tight pupils and suddenly chuckled, saying, "Don't be afraid of your highness."

I came to my senses and when I looked at her again, I felt a little bit strangled and just let go. I took a breath, and then said, "The mage said this, so clearly, is it that when the city is broken, the mage is in the palace? It is in the hall, beside my mother?"

She smiled and shook her head.

"Then, why did the mage know so clearly?"

"Because, someone told Pomni."

"who?"

"The first person to put down the knife in his hand and kneel down."

"who is he?"
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