As the son of King Jing of Qi, Fu Yan was silent when he died. Even King Jing of Qi had never asked a question. It seemed that he knew why Fu Yan died, but he still did not hand over the military power in his hand and didn't know what he was waiting for.

Three days later, it seemed that everyone in the palace had forgotten what happened in Jujiu Palace that day. Emperor Yong would also come to Jujiu Palace normally. Until the third day, after the imperial physician confirmed that the little prince was fine, Chu Yanzi suddenly walked out of Jujiu Palace and headed towards Xianyun Palace.

Chu Yanzi sat in Xianyun Palace, with Concubine Xian sitting next to her. After Lianyun served them tea, she stepped back. Chu Yanzi looked at the familiar scene and suddenly remembered that when she was still a Xiuyi, Concubine Xian talked to her about the queen's murder of Bao Zhaoyi.

A flash of stunnedness flashed in Chu Yanzi's eyes, and disappeared in an instant, but this look still fell into Xianfei's eyes. Xianfei took the tea and took a sip of it, smiling softly,

"Why did the imperial concubine come to me today?"

Chu Yanzi looked straight at her, looking at the unchanging smile on her face, "Why did I come here? Don't you know about Concubine Xian?"

Concubine Xian put down the teacup, her face remained unchanged. Looking at Chu Yanzi's slightly heavy expression, she suddenly chuckled, "If the imperial concubine doesn't say it, how could I know?"

"The Empress Xianfei has always been very powerful, so why do you have to act like this with me?" Chu Yanzi finally couldn't stand it and couldn't help but sarcastically say.

Concubine Xian smiled and her voice was quite deserted, "Yes, I know why I came, but I just don't know, what do you want?"

Chu Yanzi's hand on the table suddenly clenched into a fist, with a hint of pain in his voice, "Why did you interfere in the matter of Fu Yan that day?"

Chu Yanzi didn't see it. When she mentioned Fu Yan, Concubine Xian frowned almost imperceptibly, then quickly flattened her eyes. She looked at Chu Yanzi slightly deeper and said with a deep meaning.

"Are you sad for him?"

Chu Yanzi wanted to say yes, but she couldn't say it. The reason why she cared about it was just because of the guilt in her heart. If Fu Yan was still alive, she would continue to use him.

But he died because she died. Even if Fu Yan died in the battle for power with his brother, she would not be like this.

Chu Yanzi lowered her eyebrows, avoided her question, and continued to ask, "I'll ask you, why are you interfering in this matter?"

After hearing her ask again, Concubine Xian smiled and returned to the most familiar appearance of Chu Yanzi. She stood up and walked towards a pot of orchids placed beside her. She was Xilan, stretched out her hand to pinch a petal and opened her mouth softly.

"Why interfere in this matter? Of course it's because of you."

The expression in Chu Yanzi's eyes changed and she looked straight at Concubine Xian's back. Concubine Xian felt her gaze, but she did not turn around. She turned her back to Chu Yanzi, her eyes gradually deepened, as if she was no longer the pure and desireless Concubine Xian.

"When I was the full moon, did you and Fu Yan really meet by chance? The jade bracelet on your hand is too obvious. As long as you are interested, you will naturally doubt your relationship with Fu Yan."

Chu Yanzi's face remained unchanged, but she narrowed her eyes slightly. If she had noticed it a long time ago, why did she not reveal it until now?

"I thought, in this deep palace, you are devoted to your love for the emperor, it seems to be too cheap. Even if you don't like Fu Yan, you plan to turn a blind eye to the matter."

"Then why do you still interfere?" At the end, Chu Yanzi still pulled the problem back to the starting point.

"Because," Concubine Xian remembered the scene when Chu Yanzi was injured that day, and Emperor Yong pushed away the little prince, and frowned fiercely, "Because he was too careless, he always brought danger to you."

"What?" Chu Yanzi didn't expect that the reason for Concubine Xian was like this. Chu Yanzi frowned and looked at her in disagreement.

"You were injured that day. That man in black shouldn't be an assassin, right? You have always been cruel to yourself." Concubine Xian suddenly turned to look at Chu Yanzi.

After hearing her words, Chu Yanzi's eyes flashed, but she looked away and did not answer her. Similarly, her performance was basically like accustomed to Concubine Xian.

Concubine Xian, who confirmed her thoughts, suddenly felt a hint of anger in her heart, "Because of Fu Yan, how many times have you been injured? Do you really want to die because of him?"

Chu Yanzi shook her sleeves and stood face to face with Concubine Xian, with a hint of anger mixed in her voice, "Even so, you shouldn't send him to death!"

Xianfei looked at the bright expression in Chu Yanzi's eyes, suddenly closed her eyes, calmed down her mood, and then opened her eyes, looked to the side, and said casually,

"Sorry, I can't help watching you lie wherever you are. I'm more accepting than hurting you. Fu Yan no longer appears in this world."

Looking at the appearance of Concubine Xian, Chu Yanzi seemed to remember the day when Fu Yan was lying in a pool of blood. Her eyes suddenly felt a little wet. She turned her face to prevent Concubine Xian from discovering it, and said with emotion,

"Sister, I'm very sad."

Concubine Xian was stunned and was suddenly there. Even if Chu Yanzi scolded her, she would not look like this. Concubine Xian looked at her slowly, but only saw tears that were sliding across her face.

She heard her crying voice, which was a little hoarse and not very nice, but it caught her heart.

"I will live in guilt for this death of Fu Yan."

Concubine Xian suddenly felt stiff and guilty? Concubine Xian wanted to say something, but she pursed her lips and finally said nothing.

After saying this, Chu Yanzi seemed to have nothing to say. She twisted her handkerchief and walked out. When she passed by Xianfei, she finally paused and whispered in her ear.

"Sister, I don't love him, but I can't accept that he died because of me."

Just as Chu Yanzi was about to step out of the room, Concubine Xian suddenly turned around, raised her voice slightly and shouted,

"Ayan!"

Chu Yanzi turned his back to her, and paused, and heard her ease of sound and familiar words.

"I never thought of hurting you." So I don't want you to be hurt because of others.

Concubine Xian stood behind her, as if she was back that day. She was poisoned and injured. After she recovered, she also called her in the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, telling her that she had never thought of hurting her.

"I know, so, I never blamed you."

I know that even without your encouragement, Emperor Yong would not let Fu Yan go. I am just guilty. I don’t blame anyone. She just... can’t stand that person even if she has ambition because of her, she still has no complaints to die for her.

Chu Yanzi suddenly turned around and smiled at Concubine Xian, really without any concern. Concubine Xian looked at her, and the scenery outside turned into nothingness at this time. In her eyes, only Chu Yanzi's smile that seemed to be the same as the whole time, illuminating her desolate second half of her life.

Bai Hua came over to support Chu Yanzi and left step by step. This Xianyun Palace, which she once came to play with laughter and pretended to be good.

Rejecting the ceremonial guard, Chu Yanzi walked on the long red-walled alley of the Forbidden City with Bai Hua's hand, as if she had first entered the palace with Bai Hua and Bai Lu. This alley was still prosperous, and the palace people came and went, but her mood was no longer similar to that before.

This palace recorded her ambitions, her pretended posture, and her ruthless cold-bloodedness, but when she completed her final mission, she made her understand for the first time what heartache and guilt were.

Chu Yanzi suddenly chuckled, Bai Hua beside him was stunned, lowered his head and asked softly, "Empress, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Yanzi's eyes returned to clear light, as if she was emitting a sluggish pressure all over the past few days. She just had a fantasy after hearing Bai Hua's question, laughed openly, with her unique soft and soft smile.

"fine."

Night, Jujiu Palace

Bai Hua had just lie down and retreated. Today, Emperor Yong did not come to the harem because of court affairs.

Just as Chu Yanzi closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep in a daze, she suddenly heard something sound in the room. Chu Yanzi suddenly opened her eyes and looked out the window. She saw Fu Yan's secret guard standing in the shadow, looking at her, but said nothing.

Chu Yanzi's eyes were slightly stunned. She thought that from that day on, she would not see anything about Fu Yan again. She cleared her throat, lowered her voice, and had some doubts.

"Why are you here?"

The secret guard didn't say anything, but just handed Chu Yanzi two things.

A box and a letter.

Chu Yanzi looked at the two things and knew where they came from. Chu Yanzi didn't know what he thought of, his voice trembled a little, his eyes turned red, but he held back his tears and tried his best to use a calm voice.

"Is this what he gave me?"

The secret guard looked up at Chu Yanzi, a little puzzled. Didn’t he say, “Don’t he loves you? Then why are you still sad?

"yes."

Chu Yanzi took the two things, but did not open them immediately. Instead, he suddenly asked, "Is he really dead?"

The secret guard was stunned, obviously not expecting her to ask this question. His fingers shook slightly, lowered his head, "Yes."

Chu Yanzi paused in her hand. In fact, she had a glimmer of hope because she encountered something related to Fu Yan. At this time, the secret guard's answer broke her fantasy and brought her back to reality. Since Emperor Yong had already taken action, how could he keep a living?

Chu Yanzi smiled, with a hint of irony. I don’t know if he was mocking Emperor Yong or mocking himself.

"I've received the stuff, you can leave."

After she finished speaking, she waited for a while before she found that the secret guard was not moving. Chu Yanzi raised her eyes to look at him, a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"The master is destined. If he encounters an accident, let his subordinates stay by your side."

Chu Yanzi's eyelashes trembled, and he didn't say anything anymore, and opened the letter in his hand:

"Empress:

Since I returned to Beijing from Shuzhou, I vaguely felt that someone was following me and chasing me. But I was not special. The only thing I thought of was that it was related to the Empress.

The Weichen vaguely found that there were two groups of people, one was King Xuan, who had always admired Mu Mu; the other was the Virtue. Before the Weichen could pass the news to the Empress, he heard that the Empress was "assassinated" and was injured.

The minister also learned from it that the emperor knew about the jade bracelet. He also hurt the empress because of the minister. The minister felt guilty and led the matter to Prince Xuan's mansion.

I had a premonition that something was going to happen. If the Empress received this letter, I was probably gone. I knew that the Empress would not be sad, nor did I want the Empress to be sad. I wanted to tell the Empress.

If the empress really dies because of this, I hope the empress will not feel guilty, because all this is what the empress asks for, and I am willing to accept it.

I have always had a wish and never dared to say in front of the empress that now in the letter, let me let me be arrogant. I want to call you Ayan.

Ayan.

Fu Yan attached.”

After touching the ink-colored font, especially the word "A Yan", Chu Yanzi's eyes were wet, but she smiled with her lips pursed. He said that this was what he asked for, and she didn't need guilt.

When he opened the box and looked at the things inside, Chu Yanzi suddenly stood there. The letter paper in his hand slowly fell to the ground, but Chu Yanzi was just staring at the thing blankly.

Tears in his eyes dripped and hit the object. Chu Yanzi came to his senses and reached out to take out the object. This was the red blood jade bracelet.

The author has something to say: Whether Fu Yan dies or not, you can feel it yourself

I will mention it later. As for the secret guard’s feelings towards the heroine, I don’t know if it’s right to use the word Dawn to describe it.

There is another plot extra
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