The room was pitch black, and there was not a single glimmer of light. The darkness seems to have buried everything www.biquge.info the pen, the fun, and the darkness seems to have buried everything.

The door of the dormitory had been locked for a day, and no one had called, but there was no movement. Lu Shushen didn't want to break in, but the split mat on the main hall was still there, and it was not replaced. The edge of the shatter is a little prickly, but it is not hurtful.

But every maid who passed by couldn't help but feel a deep grief at the crack. How many Xu Jingming are among them? Even if they are not, they can't bear this grief. No one could clean up the torn mat, not even Lu Shushen herself.

No amount of torture in his heart can match the resolute look in His Majesty's eyes when he cuts the mat. It was an absolutely unanswerable question, an unavoidable question.

Loyal......

Before entering this hall of eternal life, there was more or less a way out in their hearts.

At that time, most of everyone thought about it like this: what if you are a maid of the Palace of Eternal Life, what about being a maid of the Empress of Great Wei? This king is too unworthy of their allegiance. With no talent, no praise, no family background, and not even a well-fitting dress, how far can such a down-and-out empress go?

They saw with their own eyes that the empress, who was ragged and draped in a wide cloak, got down from the royal chariot with a confused face, and stood in front of this pearl-like palace, how out of place. At that time, no one thought that there would be His Majesty who they could no longer give up now.

It wasn't until today that they understood why there was a special Tibetan swordfish belly, and Jing Ke tried to see the dagger.

"Your Majesty......" Lu Shushen withdrew his hand again and called lightly.

Ye Daiwan heard it, but didn't want to answer. She curled up in a ball, unable to absorb even a little bit of temperature. It was obviously a hot summer, but her heart was as cold as ice. How resolute and calm she was when she cut the mat, how sad and desperate she was at this time.

She guessed the end of the story, but it was still hard to accept. She couldn't help but think about how failed she was to be this emperor. Even the people who live and die together are unwilling to assist her. Obviously she never turned her back on her when she was dead or alive, and she thought that it meant that she could trust each other and support each other to the end.

On the bridge mountain, the snow was falling, and the back of Xu Jingming's bloody battle in front of her was still repeated in her mind. There's no better friendship than life and death. Now that I think about it, she was too naïve.

There are so many possibilities in life, how can fate only present one hue. However, even if she could convince herself, she still felt very disappointed, both to Xu Jingming and to herself. If she could have done better, maybe this would never have happened.

However, probably not. No matter how good she is, she can't make decisions for the other party. It doesn't matter if you take advantage of righteousness or kindness, even if you stand on the road that the other party wants to go the most, it's useless. The real choice can only be himself.

She's done her best.

But I still feel like a knife in my heart, so let her be depressed for a while, only today. Tomorrow, she should be ready to fight again.

A figure suddenly fell from above, which startled Ye Daidui, and her first reaction was to swing her sword and slash away. The weapons were handed over, and the opponent did not continue to attack. "Wei Zhen, Wei Zhen, it's me. Xie Youan. ”

"You'an?" Ye Daiwan put away her sword, only to feel that tears poured out of her mind that she could no longer control. She threw herself up and hugged him, crying like a child.

"Good, good, Weizhen, don't cry. I am here. You'an comforted her as usual. He already knew what was going on in the hall.

Ye Daiwan heard this, and the string in her brain was completely broken. She looked up and looked straight at him. "Will you stand with me forever?"

Before Xie Xuan could answer, she denied it herself. "No, it won't. You are also a family, and one day, you will also be gone. ”

Ye Daidu's tears were not yet dry, and she put on a mocking smile. It's as ugly as it gets.

"Don't say it won't. Just like Xu Anshan said. How can you not repay the kindness of birth and nurturing? Like you, there will be no exception. Even if you don't want to, what if they use your mother to threaten you? When the day comes, even if you want to stay, I can't let you stay......! Am I the only one left to walk this road?"

"Strange to say. Everyone wants to be an emperor, but I, who doesn't want to be an emperor, sit on the dragon chair. If King Changle Yi won the throne, he might be unwilling to let go even if he killed all the people in the world. But that lonely to desperate path is not what I wanted. ”

"If you can choose. I probably won't come again. Even if I jumped off the galloping carriage and fell to my death, I would never enter this palace. ”

"Whoever wants this throne will take it!"

Ye Daiwan cried. She didn't actually want an answer, she just wanted to vent the pain she had suppressed for a long time. She is not a god, nor is she the kind of person who is determined to not see the Yellow River and is immortal, she is just an ordinary person. She was afraid of pain, of bitterness, of tiredness, of death.

The life that was achieved overnight in a novel now seems to be just a novel. Is there really a person who has experienced a pain and has a remorse that will completely change? Ye Daiwan didn't know, she only knew that she wasn't such a person. Maybe I didn't have that kind of fate.

Her life is one of constant pain, constant frustration, like a never-ending rainy season, with occasional hailstorms. How can there be such a tragic and boring novel, but it is her own life.

Sometimes, I really want to give up.

Just as Ye Daiwan was immersed in self-pity, she heard laughter, You'an's laughter. Indescribable irony.

"You're the weirdest person I've ever met. When someone else wants to kill you with a knife, even if you don't have the power of a blow, you have to do your best to resist and struggle. When you were about to die, you never believed in fate. But look at you now, like a resentful woman who only complains about the injustice of fate. Amusing. ”

"Is fate fair?" Ye Daiwan retorted loudly. She couldn't see well in the darkness and could barely tilt her head back to talk to him. "Why am I working so hard, so painful, and still being hit again and again. There will never be a moment of peace. ”

"Oh...... You mean, there are people in the world who are always smooth sailing and can succeed in whatever they do, right?" Xie Xuan scoffed.

Ye Daiwan was so provoked that she lost her mind. "Yes, like you, a god-given talent, able to write and martial arts, and have fine clothes and food, you can think about how to live your life. Even if you don't do anything, fate will send everything to you at your disposal. Isn't it?"

As soon as the words came out, Ye Daiwan regretted it. She shouldn't have said that. Along the way, she clearly saw that he was not understood by the world and was not recognized by everyone. And also......

"yes. Fate put everything on the table and said to me: 'Take it, take it, whatever you want.' But he stole the most important thing I wanted and wanted most from my pocket. Ye Daiwan realized that his voice was hoarse.

"I ......" shouldn't have been said like that.

Xie Xuan didn't give her time to regret and continued. "Wei Zhen, you have seen complete darkness and despair. But you are not the only one who has seen complete darkness in this world?"

"So have you seen it?" Ye Daiwan couldn't help but cover her chest, waiting for that final answer.

"Yes, I have seen it. The eyes could still see the bright moonlight, but the moonlight was sprinkled out of reach, desperately reaching out to reach for a little bit of light. But never, never, never touched. ”