Poinsettia staggered to sit on the threshold of the mountain temple.

He asked the clay statue: "Do you also think that everything I do is absurd?"

The statue smiled and said nothing.

Poinsettia murmured in a low voice: "I obviously think about everything for him, but he wants to abandon our common ambition for a woman... A woman is just a pink skull, what are you doing here?"

The surrounding area was silent, no one answered his question, only the passing mountain breeze was left.

The poinsettia's robes were blown up by the mountain wind.

He looked outside the temple. It was already late autumn. The mountains and fields were covered with frost and the forests were dyed with rustling leaves. Several migratory birds were migrating towards the south across thousands of mountains and rivers.

The seasons change. Even the emperor in the world cannot stop the reincarnation of time.

In Poinsettia's mind, the letter that the old Taoist left for him suddenly popped up:

——Tao follows nature.

"Tao follows nature..."

Poinsettia chewed on these four words.

Ever since he learned about the cause and effect of his past life from divination, he has devoted himself to seeking Ayan's ascension to the throne in this life. To this end, he did not hesitate to go against the Taoist prophecies and go against heaven. He not only tried his best to prevent them from getting together, but even harmed the life of his little junior sister.

——I use Ziwei's throne to give her a new life, with flowers blooming and a full moon, and she will be the darling of others all her life.

In the past life, Ayan's vow was close to his ears.

Poinsettia suddenly froze.

In the past, he had always believed that Ayan could not get the throne if he wanted Nan Baoyi, so he had been trying to break them up. However, it was precisely because of his obsession that Ayan resigned from the throne early.

Could it be...

Ayana's so-called disaster was actually caused by his Poinsettia? !

It was precisely because of his repeated persecution that Ayanyi gave up the throne without hesitation...

The mountain breeze is rustling.

A cold feeling suddenly hit Poinsettia's heart.

Tao follows nature...

It turns out that everything has been determined for a long time.

Poinsettia closed her wide sleeves and looked around anxiously. After a moment, she suddenly raised her head and looked up at the distant deep autumn sky.

Are there gods living in the sky?

He thinks he has understood the secrets of heaven, he thinks he is a chess player who is superior to all living beings, but he does not know that he is just a chess piece in the hands of heaven, like the dust blown by the wind, like the fallen leaves flowed by the water, he is only so small.

In the small and dilapidated mountain temple, Poinsettia suddenly laughed wildly.

Since then, there has been no national preceptor named Poinsettia in Chang'an temple.

Above the rivers and lakes, there is a powerful Taoist priest who seems to be crazy and crazy.

Nanfu.

Nan Baoyi's return made the whole family very happy.

When Nan Baoyi learned that her grandmother had returned to Jinguancheng, she couldn't help but feel very sad: "It's because of my unfilial piety that I haven't been able to stay with my grandmother properly this year."

Nan Baozhu held her hand, with red eyes: "What are you talking about? You can't help yourself, how can I blame you? There are elder sisters and elder brothers-in-law taking care of you.

Grandma is living very comfortably in Jinguancheng now, but you, on the other hand, have suffered so much, which is heartbreaking! Look, this little face has lost a lot of weight! "

The tip of Nan Baoyi's nose felt sour, and she couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.

After all, she is her biological sister, and I always feel particularly sorry for her.

Ning Fanhua smiled and said: "Don't be sad now. The family banquet has been prepared. Let's go over and have a meal? They are all Jiaojiao's favorite dishes. Your elder brother feels sorry for you and has people prepare them every day. He always says that you are very lucky. You are lucky, and you will come home unexpectedly one day. Just as he expected, you came home safely!"

Nan Baoyi's heart was filled with tenderness.

She raised her sleeves to wipe her tears and said with a smile, "Yes, it's time to have a reunion dinner."

After the family dinner, Nan Baozhu accompanied Nan Baoyi back to Chaowen Courtyard.

The furnishings in the boudoir are as before, and Yuwei and Lotus Ye are cleaning them carefully every day. It doesn't look as if no one has lived there before.

When several maids saw Nan Baoyi, their eyes couldn't help but turn red.

They have followed Nan Baoyi for many years, and they have developed not only a master-servant relationship, but also a bond of sisterhood.

He Ye cried and hugged Nan Baoyi: "Miss, I miss you so much!"

"Silly Lotus Leaf..."

Nan Baoyi patted her back comfortingly.

Yuwei's eyes were red, and he stared at Nan Baoyi with pity and affection, and said with a smile: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back... You love the food cooked by the slave the most, and the slave will cook you a sumptuous meal in the evening."

"Yuwei." Nan Baoyi took her hand, "You have worked hard to manage the Chaowen Courtyard during this period."

After chatting with the maids, Nan Baozhu sat on the soft couch with Nan Baoyi and held her hair away from her forehead.

She said seriously: "I heard that the emperor is in Zen position at Jinque Terrace today. Is it true or false?"

Nan Baoyi nodded and told the story again.

Nan Baozhu was silent for a moment, feeling ashamed and said: "He is willing to do this for you, he really loves you more than anyone else. Jiaojiao, Xiao Yi... he is probably the person who loves you most in the world. "

Nan Baoyi smiled.

But she said in her heart that she was also the person who loved her second brother the most in the world.

royal palace.

The edict on the Zen throne was promulgated, and the emperor's Zen throne became an established fact.

The civil and military officials left the palace with complicated emotions. Xiao Yi sat alone in the imperial study room and sorted out the objects on the dragon case for the last time.

He put the jade seal back into the brocade box and asked calmly: "Where are the others?"

Shiku said respectfully: "Reporting to the master, His Royal Highness—Your Majesty, he is hiding in the pillow and rain pavilion in the imperial garden and refuses to come out."

Xiao Yi said "hmm".

He closed the brocade box without any hesitation and went straight to the imperial garden.

The Zhenyu Pavilion stands near the water, and the doors and windows are tightly closed at this time.

The female officials, palace maids, chamberlains, and others, headed by Pei Chuchu, were guarding outside. They were all arrogant and did not dare to breathe, as if they were afraid of disturbing the people in the building.

As Xiao Yi came over, Pei Chuchu was startled for a moment before he bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings... to the Regent."

The emperor is young after all.

Therefore, Xiao Yi proclaimed himself regent and still took charge of the court.

Xiao Yi said: "Inside?"

Pei Chuchu nodded: "I've been here for two full hours."

Xiao Yi climbed up the steps.

He pushed open the door of Baoxia. The light and shadow of Baoxia were dim. In the corner was a small man squatting, hugging his knees tightly. Hearing the sound of pushing the door, he yelled in an irritable childish voice: "I told you, no." Anyone come in and disturb me!"

Xiao Yi closed the door.

He calmly sat down at the table, raised his sleeves and poured tea: "Having a temper?"

Hearing his voice, Ah Ruo raised his eyes that were red from crying.

He pursed his lips in grievance: "Father doesn't want me anymore."

"I don't want you." Xiao Yi drank half a cup of tea, "It's just that it returns to its original owner."

"But I don't want the throne..." Ah Ruo's tears welled up again, "I still want to be like before... I want a family."

He is only seven years old.

Xiao Yi originally planned to temper him, but when he saw him burst into tears, he felt a little softer for no reason.

He knelt down on one knee in front of Ah Ruang and touched his little head: "No matter whether I am in a high position or a low position, my feelings for you will not change. Just grow up confidently and boldly, and I will protect you. I will replace your father and always protect you."

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The ending of Poinsettia has been revealed. If nothing else, the ending of Gu Chongshan will be written tomorrow.

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