Chapter 11: Regaining the Emperor's Throne Chapter 5 (II)

"If everything is not broken, it will not stand, Xiao Zhou really knows my heart. ”

"How terrible, I died by self-determination, that feeling is really unbearable for ordinary people. Hearing this, Zhou Rushui laughed out loud, laughing and laughing, but his throat was choked. She was quiet for a while, and then continued in a dumb voice: "My life was not happy, the eldest brother died tragically, the second brother died of a serious illness, the family was in the middle of the road, and I didn't know people clearly and cut off Qingqing's life, it's too bitter...... In this way, why should I toss?", she turned her face away, and looked at the tall and handsome figure behind the fog wall in confusion, she sighed without joy and continued: "Ziang, where is the day of fortune can be turned around lightly? I will live? Where do I start to live? Is it the moment when the family falls in the middle of the road? Or is it the moment when I am in prison? Those experiences are broken once and my liver and intestines are broken, why should I suffer again? In this way, what do I still want to go out and do? Why don't we stay here with you, and we will be with each other for the rest of our lives, isn't it also the best?"

"But you're unwilling!"

"Are you unwilling? Zi Fei Fish, how do you know the joy of fish?" Zhou Rushui's small mouth trembled a few times, and before long, she pursed her lips and lowered her eyes: "My heart is like stopping water, and I am not unwilling." ”

She said lightly and firmly, but Ziang shook his head helplessly, and he said in a low voice: "Before you came, there was never a dead soul in Huangliang's dream. It's not that you have a strong grievance in your heart, Xiao Zhou, you won't be here. ”

"So what?" Zhou Rushui stiffened his neck and stubbornly lowered his eyes.

"Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go, this is you. Xiao Zhou, whom Ziang knows, is by no means a cowardly sister-in-law. As he spoke, Ziang smiled, and his laughter came faintly, sure and warm, but as plain as the wind.

Zhou Rushui's heart jumped a few times suddenly, she was able to be said to be in her mind, she mourned in her heart, sat up straight, turned her face, looked at Ziang's hazy figure who had accompanied her through countless lonely long roads with tears in her eyes, and murmured: "I am full of grievances and hatred, and I wish I could start all over again." However, these days, if it weren't for your company, I would have gone crazy a long time ago. I'm not afraid of death, and it's not a big deal to die again. But what I'm afraid of is that I won't be able to return to heaven! How can I, a sister-in-law, be able to turn the tide? If things fail, who should I blame?"

Ask who in this world, who knows that the sword mountain and the sea of fire have suffered once, but they are still indomitable? Zhou Rushui is really afraid.

Her confusion and pain, called Ziang also sighed, and he read: "Idiot." Raising his arm, his bony palm was gently stroking on the mist, as if he was caressing the top of Zhou Rushui's hair.

Zhou Rushui leaned over, her palm-sized little face was pressed against the fog wall, quietly looking at Ziang's hazy figure, her tone was soft, and she asked him in a low voice: "Ziang, do you want to go out." You know the trick, but you can't get out of it alone?"

"All things are negative yin and embrace yang, and they are impulsive and peaceful. Like heaven and earth, like the sun and the moon, like men and women, like life and death, like you and me. I am a living soul in a dream, and you are a dead soul in a dream. I am the yang, you are the yin. I will never be able to get out alone, and only when you and I work together can we break through the ban with our minds and get out of here. ”

"Will you and I remember each other when we go out?"

"Huangliang's dreams are shattered, and the future and past are all dust. You and I may forget the past, forget this qiē. Ziang's voice was very soft, and he paused before continuing: "The world is full of wind and rain, and there are always mountains and rivers that meet. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Rushui didn't answer for a long time, she was stunned, and said in frustration: "I don't remember anything, how can I change my life against the sky?

Her voice was full of confusion, listening, Ziang didn't answer, he just sighed softly, softly.

Sure enough, she really came back to life, and the years were really turned back for her!

"A-Ying. Zhou Rushui retracted her thoughts, she leaned over and lifted the curtains, raised her eyes slightly, and skipped the fragrant car BMW in front of the south city gate, and stared straight at the Shuangque standing tall in front of the city gate.

Ten years later, Liu's fire destroyed the entire Yecheng. The state of Zhou was destroyed, and the capital of Yecheng was also in ruins. At that time, Yecheng was full of only the scorched earth formed after the roof was scorched and collapsed, there were no towers on the thick city walls, and there were no fresh clothes and high-rise buildings on the open streets. She still remembers that the last time she looked back at Yedu, her relatives were dead, and the once most prosperous capital city was also coming to an end with the fall of the dynasty.

Ziang's words are true, but one thing is wrong. Even if her soul hurts like tears in the process of getting rid of the ban, she still remembers the past! Every qiē is so unforgettable, it makes her unforgettable!

Now, the bustling Yecheng is still there, the crowd is noisy, and the sisters-in-law are all dressed up, sitting in the sheep cart and carriage with affection, waiting for Liu Zheng's arrival.

One qiē is not much different from the past. The only thing that has changed is her.

"What you just said, but Qin Yuan and Liu Zheng?" Zhou Rushui pulled his lips, looking at the scene outside the car that was exactly the same as in his memory, his eyes drooping slightly.

"Naturally. Shu Ying chuckled, and replied with joy in her eyes: "Female monarch, look at this hour, Liu Zheng seems to be coming." ”

"Really?" Zhou Rushui put down the curtain, she leaned on the table and stared at her fingers for a while, and then dragged her voice and ordered casually: "Then drive forward." ”