Who Cares

Guan Suyi sat down on the ground and gasped for breath. The Emperor Sheng Yuan who was holding her quickly stepped forward and took down the painting on the wall to check it out. His deeply contoured face was hidden in the darkness, with no expression, but the hand holding the picture frame trembled slightly, obviously suppressing intense emotions.

He seemed to want to see more clearly, but was troubled by the dim light. He walked back and forth in the temple, looking for the light source. The rapid and messy steps showed the turmoil in his heart. After all, he couldn't bear the cramps and darkness in the Buddhist hall. He wanted to put the painting down, but couldn't find a clean place. After searching for two circles, he turned his eyes on the fearful Guan Suyi.

"Help me hold it." His voice was hoarse.

Guan Suyi quickly knelt and sat up, took the print with both hands, and placed it steadily on her knees.

Emperor Sheng Yuan walked to a wall and yanked off the wall. It turned out that this Buddhist temple did not have doors and windows, but was nailed to death by wooden boards. As long as they were removed, countless golden rays of light would scrambled to be projected. After entering, the strong sandalwood and fishy smell all rushed out of the windows and replaced them. It's ice-cooled and fresh air.

From **** to the world, just a moment. Guan Suyi squinted slightly, and had the urge to cry. A tall figure walked towards her under the cover of the radiant light, and shrouded her in the shadows again. She immediately calmed down, presented the prints respectfully, and then quickly glanced around.

Without the cover of darkness, the scene in the palace was countless times more terrifying than what she had seen before. The ground was almost covered with blood, and her embroidered shoes and skirt had already been wetted. The red color was slowly smeared with light blue cloth, and it looked shocking. She was taken aback by how she looked, but when she looked up, she was even more shocked.

Compared with her embarrassed, the Emperor Sheng Yuan in black and deep clothes seems to be normal, but every step he takes will leave a wet, blood-soaked footprint on the ground, and there is a thick and dazzling flow from the heavy clothes. liquid.

Where is the Buddhist hall, but the blood pond hell, the person in front of him is clearly Shura who has climbed up from hell! Guan Suyi desperately suppressed the fear in his heart, and he also knew better that his life and death disaster might not be over yet. She lowered her eyelids, did not dare to look around, and even became cautious when she breathed.

"How can you be sure," Emperor Sheng Yuan asked in a deep voice, staring at the painting, "Is this person taking a laparotomy?"

Guan Suyi replied truthfully, "The woman in the painting is already bruised and bruised, and her life is dying, and she has no spare energy to give birth to a child. She has no other choice but to open her belly and take the child out. This matter is up to your men. It may be incredible to come, but as a woman, I can understand her feelings. If I were me, I would make the same choices in the face of the same danger. The maternal love is far beyond the world’s imagination, and they are willing to do for themselves. The child gives everything.” If the woman in the picture is the birth mother of the emperor, it’s not wrong to say a few good things to the other side.

Her guess is obviously correct. The man's hostile face is slowly softening, and star-point tears are drenched in his red eyes, as if he is enduring full of grief.

"How do you know that the wound on her wrist was cut by herself, not from the bite of the evil spirit?" he asked again.

"From the perspective of the painting, the child's foot is still curled in the mother's belly, and it has not been completely removed, but the wound on the woman's wrist has already existed. Which one did she cut herself? Take out the child, but herself She is dying. If others can’t help her as soon as possible, she always has to find a way to keep her child alive for a few more days. Apart from her own blood, she may not find better food. In other words, the mother is always willing to pay for the child. everything."

"Children are the mother's bones and blood, and they are also the continuation of their lives." At the last sentence, Guan Suyi looked up at Emperor Sheng Yuan, then was stunned. I saw the other person staring quietly while holding the prints, two lines of tears flowed from the dark blue eyes, and the lips opened and closed as if to speak, but because the throat was clogged with too much grief, it was beyond words.

Judging from the shape of his mouth, he should be calling "mother", once, twice, three times... However, the person is no longer there, and he doesn't know who to tell his longing and love.

Guan Suyi's eyes were hot and he almost shed tears, then buried his head and waited for the final sentence. As the saying goes, "Do everything to do to the destiny", I have said everything that should be said, and whether or not he can go back alive depends on how this person feels.

Emperor Shengyuan was silent for nearly two quarters of an hour before asking in a dumb voice, "Will you recite the Curse of Rebirth?"

"Yes." Guan Suyi replied quickly.

"Let's read it." He pulled the futon, sat down cross-legged, holding the prints in both hands, as if he was staring attentively, and as if the soul had been separated from the body and didn't know where it was going.

Guan Suyi licked her dry lips and chanted the resurrection curse in a slow and soft voice, and then again, repeating it twenty-one times before stopping. It is said that by singing the mantra of rebirth twenty-one times day and night, the four felonies, five sins, and ten evil karma can be eliminated, and everything in this world can be obtained as desired. The mother in the painting has endured such great pain for her child, and hopes that her next life will be safe and healthy and carefree.

The Emperor Sheng Yuan, who let go of his burdens and broke his heart demon, has never been so easy. He was sitting in a palace splattered with blood and sunshine, his soul was exhausted, but there was a sense of silence. Soft and unique spells came from his ears, causing him to close his eyes uncontrollably and slowly fall asleep.

Realizing that Emperor Sheng Yuan was sitting and asleep, Guan Suyi stopped chanting, with a dazed expression. Without permission, she naturally did not dare to leave, but she would inevitably feel a little numb after kneeling for a long time, so she wanted to stand up and stretch. As soon as she straightened her waist, she saw a man in black popping out from nowhere, and silently ordered, "Keep on."

Guan Suyi couldn't, so he lowered the volume and continued to recite the Rebirth Mantra, and saw the Sheng Yuan Emperor who was sleeping extremely deep, and secretly secretly happily: It's time to supersede this tyrant.

Half an hour later, Emperor Sheng Yuan woke up leisurely, there was still a trace of hostility in his blue eyes, full of energy and vigor. A man in black immediately submitted a secret letter and whispered a few words in his ear. Guan Suyi had no intention of inquiring, endured and endured, and finally asked not afraid of death, "Dare to ask your majesty if you can give the minister's wife a pot of tea? If it's going to be cold, the minister's wife's voice is about to smoke."

Emperor Sheng Yuan seemed to curl his lips and waved his hand, "Bring Madam Guan tea."

Changed her name to Mrs. Guan, the secret letter should contain the information of the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the Guan family. Guan Suyi knew it, but didn't feel angry, and was willing to spend energy on him, showing that the other party had already given up the idea of ​​killing people. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't wait to pour three cups of herbal tea to make it feel better. Then she poured three more cups and sipped it.

Emperor Sheng Yuan sat opposite, looked at her from head to toe several times, his eyes full of interest.

After drinking a pot of tea, Guan Suyi respectfully said, "Your Majesty, the court lady has entered the forbidden area by mistake, please forgive me. Ye Jieyu is still waiting in the Ganquan Palace for the court lady to see him. Can you let the court lady leave first?" A layer of fine sweat came out, and I knew that I was alive or dead, and it was all between the other person's words.

Emperor Sheng Yuan stared at her for an instant, and when her scalp was numb, she flicked her sleeves, "Go."

Guan Suyi's heart was beating violently, but the surface was extremely calm. He planned to kowtow to thank you, but when he saw the half-coagulated blood on the ground, he had to stop and bowed deeply instead. After leaving the hall, she let out a sigh, and was about to leave, but saw a man in black walking out holding a delicate box, "This is a gift from your majesty to Ye Jieyu, and she must pass it on the spot. Mrs. Laoboguan helped piggyback."

Guan Suyi took it with both hands and bowed again to the gate of the palace before heading to Ganquan Palace under the leadership of another servant. She thought about it all the way, but she couldn't understand why Ye Jieyu wanted to put herself to death. She is Ye Zhen's compatriot sister, but the other party drowned long before she crossed the door, and she had no grievances against herself. Even if it is to support Ye Fan, at most just a few words, why would he kill someone with a knife? Where is their hatred?

This question can only be answered by Ye Zhen himself. Ever since she was exposed that day by Emperor Sheng Yuan and poured the spirit of wine, she has been like a slut. She took off her clothes and went crazy in the palace. The eunuch, palace maid, and guards could not stand her harassment, and ran away by stealing the door. I could only hold the bedpost and rub it all night.

When she woke up the next day, she finally understood what it meant to be ashamed and desperate. When she was ashamed to the extreme, she really didn't have the courage to live. She is just a clown for fun, bouncing around, thinking she is glamorous, but in fact she has long been degraded to nothing.

Even more frightening was that after that, Emperor Sheng Yuan would still come to Ganquan Palace, seeing her embarrassingly silent, and let her continue to cherish Zhao Luli's memory, saying that she liked her performance very much, vivid and interesting. But this did not save Ye Zhen in the slightest, on the contrary, it plunged her into deeper despair and shame.

She couldn't stand Emperor Sheng Yuan's play and fudge, and was even more afraid of being smashed by a thousand swords in the future. In desperation, she could only write to her father and Zhao Luli for help. Ye Quanyong can't protect herself, how can she take care of her? Zhao Luli was even more ruthless, and directly cut off her kindness.

Ye Zhen, who was on the verge of collapse, couldn't bear the stimulus, and went crazy on the spot. Zhao Luli wants to throw her away and start a new life? Very good, then she will destroy everything he cares about! Please confess my life? The chase is almost the same.

After waiting for half an hour, Mrs. Zhenbeihou did not arrive at Ganquan Palace. Ye Zhen waved his hand and said, "Take the refreshment away and go to the Imperial Study Room to notify Zhao Houye, saying that Guan is missing. Let him find it by himself."

Yonghe bowed to lead his orders, and as soon as she walked out of the hall, she saw a woman with exquisite appearance and high temperament walking slowly, saying that she was Mrs. Zhenbeihou, although she embroidered shoes and skirts with blood stains, she didn't see them at all. Embarrassed. Yong He was shocked, but he didn't show the slightest expression on his face, and led people in to meet the empress.

After the salute, Guan Suyi put the heavy box on the case table and said warmly, "I just strayed into the forbidden area and ran into the emperor. This is just one step later. Please forgive the empress. This is a gift from the emperor to the empress, saying yes. Let the mother kiss her."

Ye Zhen knew that something was wrong, but couldn't get rid of it. He opened the lid of the box and looked inside, and he was frightened suddenly. Guan Suyi was also horrified, but because of too much stimulation, his brain was already dead, and he just sat firmly in place.

The box was not a gift, but the head of the servant who took her to the Buddhist hall. His eyes were wide open, and he obviously couldn't squint.