ZHAO JUREN'S LAST LOVE
Chapter 66. Leaving the Promise on Mount Beiyu
However, sure enough, in a tragic story, at one time often appear twists and turns, just when the prince Yuhuai himself. He was sick because he longed for revenge on the mother who had thrown him into the mountain Beiyu Dayang Oh who was already sixty years old was the hardest hit with the death of the empress probably because since she was a childkanak had served faithfully to the king's main wife. And there was only one thing that he always carried in the ear of Prince Yuhuai, no one loved by the empress except himself. A very proud son.
His return to the palace and his mother's departure for good, the fate line was like a circle, swirling indistinctly and it was extremely painful.
"What kind of love throws the child away and when his death comes it calls him the son he says he loves so much to come home? What kind of mother never misses to hug her child and never thinks of how the lonely cry of the child confined to the top of Beiyu mountain. It may be surrounded by warm hot springs but Yuhuai's heart never feels warm.
Sometimes Nan Yuhuai thought that even from the moment she was just a lump of blood in her mother's womb, she was already unwanted.
"Very few people know that my mother has conceived me, behind her wide coat, I am seven months old growing up. Dayang Oh said, my mother just wanted to keep me alive because that's why she kept her pregnancy a secret until the eve of my birth. Is it not fair or does the sky choose to be unfair? since destiny always likes to stand at different heights to notice us, something you lost today is often what you will get along with the future. Likewise, a happy childhood can reduce your strength to bear blows and sufferings, so that your downfall in future life is no more painful. But my childhood was never happy, how could I weigh my burdens except..." Suddenly Nan Yuhuai raised his face which instantly became even more grim.
The face of a woman flashed in his mind, a stray orphaned woman up to Beiyu mountain in a tattered camping outfit, a little girl whose hair was braided one. The little boy was starving, even though he looked so hungry but strangely he did not cry.
"Give me a piece of bread and I will owe you a lifetime." Said at that time.
Nan Yuhuai was stunned, so easily did he say he would be indebted for a piece of bread. He then went to the kitchen and took a piece of bread for this girl with a glass of fresh milk.
The little girl's happy sparkling face was still clinging to Yuhuai's memory. She took the girl straight to the kitchen to just buy a smile as sweet as honey, that was the beginning then she was appointed as the adopted daughter by the chief servant of Beiyu temple.
She was a persistent girl, her face used to be very grim when it arrived and somehow they became a match for each other, perhaps by being equally lonely. This girl was the prettiest Yuhuai had ever seen in her estranged life.
Every day they would meet in a yellow meadow, and Yuhuai would stare at her in awe as she danced, her beautiful body moving gurgling but extremely strong. She was truly a clever girl, only by learning from a book did she master the three most beautiful dances of the Niangxi country.
He could also follow Yuhuai's every move while practicing swordsmanship. And Nan Yuhuai had truly fallen in love with her from the very beginning of meeting. Yuhuai was no longer lonely every day at Beiyu Mountain to be a pleasant thing.
again and turned into white bones, so heartless, so cruel.
His return to Nanxing King City, separated him from the girl he loved, the last time only staring at his disappearance blankly as the palace carriage picked him up from Beiyu mountain. A blank look after him was startled to find out, Yuhuai was a member of the Niangxi kingdom.
Several seasons passed, after the mother died, their father died which then made Nan Chen ascend to the throne. As soon as the mourning period was over, Nan Yuhuai was married to the daughter of Prime Minister Yang Liujun without Yuhuai's consent. Only the seal from the king of Nan Chen made him unable to resist.
The political marriage that finally put Nan Yuhuai in the hall of Yangguan, his residence with his wife. It was in this reading room that he wrote hundreds of poems to his women who might be waiting at the top of Beiyu. He promises to pick her up but the prime minister turns out to be a terrible person behind his wise face. She was not even allowed to have another woman other than her spoiled daughter Yang Xiwu.
And in the fall of last year, he looked back at the girl he so missed, dancing in the Wanxiang hall for the first time! The girl knew him, but her greedy older sister claimed him to be hers and tonight, she raised him to be her concubine!
Nan Yuhuai sighed with sadness, he felt that this palace was so silent, that not even a bird existed. The world within Nan's palace was now like hell to him.
For a very long time, Nan Yuhuai pensively stared at the candlelight that was right before his eyes. The light shriveled like Huan's beautiful body as it danced in the yellow meadow.
"Huan, why can't you wait to enter the palace? why did you betray our promise? Or...or maybe I betrayed you? Huan, can you understand my feet on the nails in this place. I was thinking of many ways to make you mine but you were really impatient, you threw yourself at my brother. Are you so eager to become rich? Or are you so thirsty for power? Wasn't it at the full moon a few years ago, we had agreed that one day you would marry me and settle at Beiyu Peak? Have you forgotten? " Nan Yuhuai threw his palm on the pile of books that he had never seen for so long sat in front of the table.
"Huan, I must know, why did you finally receive a static concubine for my brother? Do you love me no more?" Nan Yuhuai moved up and grabbed his coat. His steps straight towards the door.
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