Chapter 733

Suddenly he turned around and greeted Xuanzong with a faint look. Huang Bazi suddenly laughed. This laughter is so sad, like a low tomb, burying a woman's all desire for love.

"Since the birth of Yuzhang, your majesty will not come to my Lingxiao hall. For ten years, I was alone in front of this deserted temple, and loneliness was my best friend! "

"I'm just trying to find a good family for Yuzhang. My mother's heart, your majesty, can you understand!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Huang Bazi felt depressed for a long time and finally found the outlet, "Yuzhang is clever and sensible, but because I was born humble, I suffered all the foolish Qi in the harem!"

Touching his painful chest, Huang Bazi burst into tears. "If I can choose, I'd rather stay in the countryside of Handan forever and never go to heaven again!"

Xuan zongning looked at Huang Bazi's discolored face, got up silently and walked slowly to her side.

The generous and warm palm suddenly caressed her cheek with pity and looked directly at her tearful eyes. Xuanzong slowly said, "Xiuyu, I used to spoil you so much. Not because of your beauty, what I love most is your innocent heart! "

Huang Bazi gradually calmed down. He looked at Xuanzong's warm and deep eyes. Gradually, his eyes were filled with surging anger like spring waves, "Xiuyu, why did you kill my Nanyun!? Why? "

I felt the fingers on my face trembling slightly, and the last trace of uncontrollable tremor in my words.

Huang Bazi suddenly smiled and said quietly, "because with her, you can't remember my Yuzhang."

After that, she looked directly at Xuanzong like a provocation, but saw that his eyes were covered with a cold color of rejection like autumn frost.

Huang Bazi couldn't help laughing fiercely and broke away from the warmth of Xuanzong's palm on his cheek. She slowly walked to a glass azulene palace lamp, looked down at the candlelight and kept jumping. Her tone was silent and said, "Your Majesty wants to kill your concubine?"

In the yellowish candlelight, Xuanzong quietly stared at the woman who had been with him for 20 years.

Suddenly, he felt that she was so strange. He was silent and just looked at her with eyes like dark fire.

For a long time, Xuanzong slowly turned away and said in a deep voice, "I have instructed Zhong Ming that you will be taken to Jinyong city tomorrow and wait for your release."

Xuanzong's face looked particularly gloomy under the dark candle. "I read that you are the mother of Yuzhang. I will not publicize what you have done to the world, but that you died of illness."

Huang Bazi's eyes cooled down, like cold winter snow, gathered together the green silk on the temples, and gradually rippled a strange smile on his lips.

Turning back softly, he bowed to Xuanzong and said calmly, "don't bother your majesty. My concubines don't want to go to Jinyong city. Tonight, my concubine will make self-determination in this Lingxiao hall. "

Xuanzong looked at her with a sad look on his face, "well, I'm sure."

He sighed slightly, and his expression was desolate. "You will be buried in Lishan after your death. I won't treat you badly."

After that, Xuanzong was about to leave. Huang Bazi couldn't help raising his slender arm. His voice was also clear and unparalleled. "Your Majesty, I have a request. I hope your Majesty's permission!"

There was a moment of silence, like a soft wave heart stirred up by the inadvertently falling green willow leaves.

Huang Bazi straightened his face, but his eyes unconsciously recalled the treachery, and said softly, "my minister and concubine deserve it, but Yuzhang has no fault. After my concubine died, I hope your majesty will marry her to Lin Wei, the son of general Huben. "

Xuanzong's Yingting eyebrow rose slightly, calmed down for a moment, and said coldly, "OK, I promise you." With a long sigh, he walked out of LingXiao palace.

With a high and indifferent "start -" sound, Huang Bazi's eyelash feathers suddenly closed, and strong tears fell down with the trend. Only one side, her body delimited a beautiful arc in the air, and slowly poured on the bright bluestone with countless Lingxiao flowers in full bloom.

A delicate and exquisite bottle was still tightly held in the warm palm, and the red blood stains exuded from the corners of the lips were like the newly opened roses in summer.

"Mother, mother, what's the matter with you!" Huan frowned and her eyes were wide open. She hugged Huang Bazi's soft body anxiously.

A touch of crimson color suddenly jumped into the bottom of his eyes. Huan was frightened in his heart and turned to the outside of the hall and shouted, "madam, it's bad! Pass it on to the royal doctor! "

The white sand in the leak son slides gently through the inner wall of the glass, accumulating a tangible gesture of invisible time.

The panicked palace man rushed into the likan hall, and the cold sweat covered the whole forehead until it dropped in the neck fossa. The palace was surprised that the lining of the pink lotus palace dress was already wet.

At that time, the night was heavy. Princess Yuzhang, who likes embroidery, was quietly twisting a thin silver needle and embroidering a pair of butterflies on the plain brocade.

Cool yellow babe's plump oval face is bursting with a faint smile. The years are quiet and beautiful.

The palace man anxiously slowed down, with tears in his eyes. "Plop" knelt down, hung his head and said in a child's voice: "Princess Yuzhang, empress Huang Bazi, just died!"

Princess Yuzhang was horrified. Her beautiful face was full of doubts. Her heart seemed to be pulled to her throat by tangled thoughts. She was filled with pain and suspicious panic. "What joke do you say? My mother's wife is fine. How could she..."

Princess Yuzhang was about to ask the palace people for details. Suddenly, the dull bell suddenly echoed in the palace. It was the death knell of the wave and death.

Princess Yuzhang only felt that countless strange sounds were roaring in her brain, as if ignorant musicians were knocking and noisy instrumental music.

The hot white fog billowed in front of me, and the pain in my heart couldn't spread all over my body, "mother concubine! Mother Princess! " The crow colored eyelashes closed, and the hot tears suddenly soaked the long gown.

After a slow meal, Lu Qizi's face was slightly sad and said softly, "there is another living woman missing in this world."

Princess Yangzhai heard the sparse meaning in her tone and hurriedly raised her tender face like a lotus and wanted to say something to comfort LV Qizi.

Unexpectedly, at this time, aunt Feng, who was serving LV Qizi, was lifting the curtain of Liu Yiwen and coming in. As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw that empress Lu was hugging her daughter and said with a smile: "Hey, look at the deep mother daughter relationship between empress Lu and the princess. I really envy slaves."

After a brief pause, aunt Feng seemed to think of something. Her eyes suddenly darkened and whispered, "poor Princess Yuzhang is not so lucky."

Princess Yang Zhai, who was in the gentle embrace of her mother, was more and more suspicious. She couldn't help but don't turn around and look at Aunt Feng and said in a hurry, "is it the Yellow eight empress who died this night?"

Aunt Feng, holding Tao Ling Shou Cheng's tea tray in her hand, nodded quietly, walked slowly towards LV Qizi and replied, "yes, I've just heard the news from Lingxiao hall."