Outcome: Yi Jun, Hu Yanlang and Xiong Yi all died in the battle of Chang 'an. Princess Yan Hao returned to South Xiongnu and became a queen. In the past 15 years, she challenged China seven times and was defeated. Yan Qing returned to the Northern Xiongnu with her son and became the Queen Mother. Her son became Khan, and Hanyang chose to accompany Yan Qing. Chen Yi became the king of China. 15 years later, Yuan Qing returned to the government and gave it to 15-year-old girl, Yier, who was with Yi Chen.
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Fifteen years later, I finally returned to Chang 'an.
After crossing the noisy and flashy scene, the carriage stopped. It seems that there are many people standing in front of it. Although I couldn't see it, I immediately felt something. A neat voice made them all bow to me.
"Welcome to Empress Renshun!"
It turns out that we have arrived at Xuanwu Gate.
Shouts echoed between the long corridor and the dark Lin Yuan, as if replacing all the scenes that made me feel miserable in my memory, leaving only another new beginning.
I walked to the door, bent down to get off, and my hand habitually stretched out. Then, a hand reached out and held my hand hard to help me get off the carriage.
This hand, familiar, warm and powerful, just seems to tremble slightly when touching me.
I turned to look at the man who helped me, but I couldn't see clearly.
Who is standing next to me? Who is blowing hot air on my face? Who is it, whose warm chest has been sticking to me? Who is it, holding my hand with his only hand?
After standing up, the civil and military officials in front once again bowed to the ground.
"Welcome to the Empress!"
My steps are slightly stiff, and I still can't see anything clearly when I look in the direction of my hand. He still gently dragged me ahead and walked into the tower step by step. People on both sides held their breath and stared, all eyes were on our twisted hands.
Even, I heard someone breathe a sigh of relief, as if they had finally let go of their burdens.
This sigh seems familiar and ancient. I didn't see that man, but even if I did, the emperor's father is too old now.
I still held hands with him and walked slowly forward. After passing the gate, a familiar voice sounded behind me. It turned out to be Grandpa Yu, who smiled and said, "The emperor and the queen have their own old feelings to talk about. Your Majesty, Lord Ji, please go to the main hall. The emperor has ordered a state banquet and songs and dances. Today, everyone should enjoy themselves and have fun with the emperor and queen. "
The voice behind him faded away.
He and I have walked a long way, and my eyes can't see, but we can clearly distinguish everything passing by, the evergreen bamboo forest, the rugged rockery and the familiar waterfall. After walking slowly through every road in his memory, he pushed open a door.
The sun shone from behind us and filled the whole hut at once.
It seems to be illuminated, and my eyes see everything in front of me at this moment. This small house in Cold Spring Palace, familiar tables and chairs, dressing table and bronze mirror, reflects my hazy eyes in a trance.
Everything is still the same as before. It seems that this decade is just an empty number. No sooner had we turned around than we were cooled by the wind at the bottom of our sleeves. Everything is like that.
I also saw a vague figure. Who's that?
I was at a loss. I walked slowly over and touched the familiar edge of the bed, the soft cushion, the thick brocade quilt and the pillow with a faint fragrance. I sat down gently and looked up at the man standing in front of me.
With the same bright eyes, the same high nose and the same angular lips, everything about him is exactly the same as in the past, still so handsome, still so calm. Years have been flowing in his body for fifteen years, leaving only brush strokes, which are frost flowers between his temples.
It turns out that he and I are the same. ...
I looked up and looked at him calmly. Finally, I'm not dreaming. When I saw this face, I could clearly see him standing in front of me, smelling his familiar smell and being touched by him with his only hand. All this has finally come true.
Ye Chen, I'm back. ...
He leaned down and his warm lips burned on my eyes, which seemed a little cold and wet.
After a long time, a trembling voice sounded in front of me-
"Yan Qing, is this a lifetime?"
If you really love me, lie to me for a lifetime and don't wake me up. ...
All right! I will cheat with my heart!
"Ye Chen," I said softly, "our whole life has just begun."
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The author's life
The author of "Cold Palace Ring" is Yun, later renamed Lengqing.
Leng Qing Shan is an excellent novelist, whose country is the best in the world is a famous work of Leng Qing Shan Qi.
Her works include: The Prosperous Age is Phoenix: The First Princess of the Tyrant; A Beautiful Life: Abandoning the Princess in Cold Palace; Happy in Cold Palace, etc. The novel written by the author Leng Qinglan is full of ups and downs and exciting plots, and both the plot and the writing are excellent.
Besides, there are Enchanting Night: Billionaire's Contract Wife, Growing History Through the Queen, The Queen of a Country, Under the Sun, Disrupting the Palace with Two Maids: Abandoning the Princess overnight, Waiting for Love and Romance, and so on.
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