Yuguan is the last line of defense, but it takes some time to support, the last half of the winter, with the bad news coming one after another, my appetite is really getting worse and worse, even if I try hard to eat, it's useless, the panic in my heart can't be fake, no matter how much I eat, I can vomit out anxiously, and gradually I lost weight into the appearance of willow leaf strips, once it was a thin waist, now it is a thin waist, the palace clothes don't fit well on the body, the sleeves are also wide and wide, and you can collect a wind when you raise your hand, and it will be cold and cold.

A few months ago, I was still at the Thousand Autumn Banquet, like a dream;

Sure enough, if it is a good dream, it will not last long, and if you don't have time to take a nap, the dream will wake up;

When I was still sleeping, I was slapped and passively woken up.

The higher I go, the stronger the wind, I wrapped the fox fur tightly, stood by Fu Ji's side and looked down from a high place, the glass hall is located in the northernmost part of the Jing Palace, the highest and most beautiful, I can't hit here for a while, and the screams are far away, which does not hinder the mood.

Very good, very good, I nodded secretly, in this way, I can still enjoy the sweetness of the two-person world with Fu Ji for a while, and no one will come to disturb us anymore.

But it's still a little heartbroken, such a beautiful palace, recording my most beautiful and proud moment in the Jing Palace, but unfortunately it will be destroyed later.

It is said that the glazed hall is as high as the stars, comparable to the star picking platform built by the Holy Ancestor, it is really up, the higher the place to see the farther away, but it is not clear, the palace people at the bottom look like the size of ants, and they are also dark yellow small points when they run.

If it weren't for the number of people running, it would have been negligible.

I listened sideways for a moment, as if their cries and the sound of the countless swords stabbing into the flesh were almost inaudible, and I let out a cold breath to cheer myself up, and patted my white face with my eyes closed, so that my eyes selectively ignored what I didn't want to see.

The sun hasn't set yet, it's already a bloody scene at this moment, the red one is terrifying, and you're going to be dizzy after looking at it for a long time, and those blood-red colors have the momentum of devouring the inner palace, and the dispersion is very fast, and the snow all over the ground is dyed red in a short time, and there is a faint bloody atmosphere, which is really no beauty at all, and the scenery of the glass hall is suddenly not good-looking.

I didn't want to look down, so I raised my neck and raised my head, looking at the blue sky, the blue melancholy, and looking at Fu Ji, he also had a white face, very melancholy.

At this point, sighs seem a bit redundant.

I stretched out my hand from the big fox fur to shake Fu Ji's hand, his hand was different from mine, it was slightly cool, and it might take a long time to warm up.

Fu Ji felt my hand, didn't turn his head to look at me, still looked at the front motionlessly, the side of his face was reflected in a faint red by the endless blood light underneath, still like jade, handsome and pale.

Such a side face, I have seen it for many years, until now I still remember the first time I entered the East Palace, it was a coincidence, it was also a winter, there was only a piece of white left outside that day, only ten miles of red makeup was so grand that the paving was the only brilliance in the snow, the East Palace was decorated with joy, the dragon and phoenix candles in the room jumped with candle wicks, dyed a room of spring red, such a marriage is what a pomp, happy I can't help but want to show off to everyone, accidentally happy ruthlessly, is the bride's beauty to maximize the effect, Fu Ji sat close to me, stretched out his hand to caress my face, the surprise in his eyes flashed enough to make me happy, so that to this dayI still take it out from time to time to reminisce.

At that time, how noble my identity was~ I went in to be a side concubine, the princess at that time was not as beautiful as me, other women were carried in from the side door, I stepped across the main gate, and I wore a big red that only a wife could wear, waiting for the prince to come in, and the wine and mandarin duck quilt were all true, everything was the best.

It was that day that I handed over my grandeur to Fu Ji.

Now, Fu Ji said that he wanted to take me to the Glass Hall to take one last look, so I naturally had to follow.

To be a man, even if you don't succeed, you have to have a beginning and an end.

Although I knew that I was very afraid of pain and death, Fu Ji said that he would take me up, but my brain was still hot, so I came up with him.

Fu Ji squeezed my hand tightly, his lips were white and bloodless, but his back was still straight, even at this moment, he was still the emperor, he was the emperor who took the imperial decree of the first emperor and took the jade seal.

I tried to keep the same pace as Fu Ji, but he straightened his back, which is called arrogance, and I straightened my back because I was afraid that if I bent down, the whole person would be paralyzed.

This is not called arrogance, this is called broken jars.

Everyone has something that cannot be discarded, and the beauty of the country cannot be paid equal attention, and the only time that can be paid equal attention may be the ruin of the country and the death of the family.

Coming to this point, Fu Ji actually didn't want to, but it happened, and he didn't have to take the regret medicine, fortunately before he died, he sent Fu Sen to Runan, where the conditions were difficult, with Fu Sen's ability, it was not too late in another ten years, from the former father and emperor took a fancy to him as the prince, not because he was smart, nor because he was obedient, but he was enlightened in the prosperous world, and it was more cost-effective to set up a gentle monarch than a murderous monarch, and the brothers and sisters could not be affected to the greatest extent, and the father's favorite Fu Sen could also be reused, and then continue the bloodline of the Fu royal family。

But as wise as his father, he still can't resist the old eyes and faintness, it can be said that he has completely lost his eyes, Fu Ji is gentle, because he will be abolished if he is not gentle at that time, and he can only show the appearance of brothers, friends and brothers.

finally waited until his father died, and when he ascended the throne in a dragon robe, his brother Fu Sen also became the minister of state, and Fu Ji's gentleness, which was originally not very weighty, was slowly consumed by this dragon chair.

The screams below are getting closer and closer, and the glass hall can run over from such a remote place, probably the people in the palace have been killed.

Fu Ji recalled the days when he was the crown prince and the emperor, the mother concubine used death as a guarantee to keep his position as the crown prince, and then when he dreamed at night, he came to him in a dream, telling him how great his actions were, and forcing him to nod his head over and over again in the dream, so that he promised that he would definitely sit on the throne, and let the Baili clan renew the glory of the year.

Oh, and the father, the father and the emperor doted on Fu Sen's mother Yun Guifei at that time, that woman is very beautiful and gentle, but she still looks superior in the details, what he doesn't have, she will let Fu Sen give it to herself very generously, but what he has, Fu Sen will have in the end.

Whether it was unintentional or fake, he didn't bother to tell.

He just felt that it wasn't fair at all.

Fu Ji recalled that at the beginning, he was very emotional for a while, thinking that he had actually forgotten all this, but he still worked hard unconsciously in his hands, and when he came back to his senses, the faces of the people around him twitched in pain, but he still didn't say a word, and he still pinched it.

In the end, she was the only one with her.

Fu Ji felt that the concubine's hands were very warm, obedient and clever did not conflict, no matter when she looked at it, it was just right, warm in winter and cool in summer, and charming eyes like silk when she was in her arms, in short, she was a porcelain white and meticulous person, and it was easy for men to have certain desires, such as crushing her and eating her so strangely.

Of course, such a beauty should not be crushed, it must be tasted well, and over time, it will be more charming.

Fu Ji thought to himself, if he had known that there would be such a day, he should have treated her better.

Xianyi Xianyi, the immortals pick up the green spring mountains, and the Yi and the same boat move at night.

Sure enough, his fame is too good, and it is hard to guarantee that he will not suppress the blessing, and now he really ends up with him to be martyred for his family and country.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh again, for his immortal immortals, and for himself.

Not that it should be, it was true that he had never really been nice to her.

Sometimes, a true heart is not worth anything, whenever he gets sick, he subconsciously uses her as medicine, and later when the illness gets better, he still can't help but want to bully her, always thinking that as long as he gives some compensation afterwards, everything will pass.

Now that it's really valuable, he feels touched, but it's too late.

There are many things that he didn't have time to do, and Fu Ji was unwilling, but he couldn't do anything.

But some of them he did.

For example, his mother asked him to promise that he would sit on the throne, which he did.

and his father asked him to treat Fu Sen and Concubine Yun well, and he did it, but only the former, because the latter was buried on the day of his father's death.

The screams resounded unconsciously, and they had already covered Fu Ji's sighs.

I don't sigh at the collapse of my family and country, and I don't sigh that it's really rare, it's just a pity, it's a pity that the promise of my mother and concubine has not been realized, and the glory of Baili's is still not in time, it's all because he, as a son, can't stand her.

The last thing he can do now is to maintain his last dignity.

"I said that I wanted to be the queen of the immortal immortals, but in the end I still lost my trust" Fu Ji's eyes were full of apologies: "Will you blame me?"

I shook my head, speechless, my heart was pounding, and my body slowly began to move back, but I still grabbed Fu Ji's hand and didn't let go.

With the sound of the collision of blades, I squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "How can it be, I'm afraid the saint doesn't know, the concubine's family lives in a master who can tell fortunes, and he said that our Lu family will definitely have a queen." The smile is ugly, but the words are true, I am a little trembling, but I still maintain the expression on my face, just for the most beautiful self in Fu Ji's eyes: "Ah Ji said that he would make me the queen, and I can't regret it, you see, we are now standing side by side, standing on top of these ten thousand people, am I not already a queen~!"

Fu Ji nodded, feeling very reasonable, so he nodded very seriously: "Yes, Xianxian is already the queen." ”