"If I had a thousand secrets, I would tell you a thousand."

"If I had only one secret, I would keep it to myself."

"If you're still alive, I'll kill you with my own hands."

"If you die, I will always be with you."

"If I'm desperate, I'll go to hell with you."

"If we all live like this, then we will never see each other again for the rest of our lives."

"After all, you deserve to die."

She said a few words, facing a grave.

It was a grave, a humble grave that could not be more humble. Of course, there is no reason why this tomb needs to be hardcovered. After all, there is nothing in the grave.

This is a tomb for a man, a man who does not know life and death, and does not know where it is. All she could remember about him was that he was a man, and that he deserved to die.

So she said the same thing at this grave for a long time, and then left here.

The sky and the earth were cold, and her clothes were very thin. Maybe people don't know hot and cold when they're overly sad, or maybe people just pretend to be sad when they're overly sad.

Cemeteries are not necessarily for the dead, clothes are not necessarily worn when they are cold, and people do not necessarily feel sorry for the people they care about.

Step by step, she walked out of here, from one cold to another.

It was difficult to describe her situation, and her eyes were full of unwillingness.

She walked slowly, coughing rhythmically. Every cough would make her chest shake violently, so you would see that she was in such good shape.

A girl with a good figure, thin clothes, and a seemingly helpless person will always attract the attention of many people.

For example, hooligans, such as ruffians, such as the son who has been amorous for a lifetime, such as the bride whose daughter passed away after the red was just opened.

So she walked into this piece of coldness and got a lot of fiery eyes. Those eyes hit her, but she turned a blind eye.

Maybe it's getting used to it, or maybe it's helplessness. In short, if no one stops her from walking, she will continue to walk.

Until, in front of her, there was a person standing in front of her.

Not surprisingly, it was a man.

Unexpectedly, it was a man who seemed to be upright.

The very upright man opened a very upright face, looked her up and down with a very upright gaze, and said very uprightly: "Girl, don't do it." Cannot. ”

So the girl nodded, and the girl was taken away by him who was upright.

So the next day, there was a murder in the capital. A man's body is dumped in troubled times, frightening a passing teenager selling roasted sweet potatoes and a guest who eats a big waist.

So the matter reached the ears of the imperial court.

So someone went out and cleaned up the man's body, and beat up those who had told the story.

So, everything was ended.

This matter cannot be alarmed at all in the capital, and for the current capital, this matter is very small.

Everyone lives in fear every day, so this incident can't make waves among everyone.

The girl who cursed the grave was said to be a madman. The man with a righteous face was said to be a hooligan.

In short, no one cares.

When life is a problem, no one pays attention to the things that don't concern them.

If there is a legend of a serial murderer at this time, no one will be surprised as long as he did not kill his neighbor.

Life is difficult, and there are no other thoughts.

The old man who has been in vicissitudes of life uses his wrinkles to swallow the desolation between heaven and earth, and by the way, he swallows the dry smoke that comes from nowhere. The young man carried a large bag to sell coolies to the rich man, and lived another day while eating steamed buns with dipping sauce. The young girl began to hope to get married, and then she was able to live her life as a female celebrity. And most of those who manage the Tang Dynasty are beginning to look forward to coming down from this position sooner - it is better to go up.

Most of the fish in the deep sea are strangely long, and there are natives who eat human flesh on the distant islands. When life becomes the number one issue, dignity, way, once and in the future, are all luxuries, luxuries that you never want to touch.

Children have no dreams, dreams are gone in their cradles, when they are asleep, when their parents are gone. Most of the bookstores closed down, and Mr. Teach, holding his own books and the knowledge he had spent a lifetime accumulating, finally died in the peach blossom garden he conceived. The beggar next to him would scold him for not being flexible, and then take his book and eat it in a big gulp.

The sky is always light, and the sky is always dark. The air contains a sneezing smell that instantly pours into a person's mouth and kills him. The bees in the sea of flowers became food for people, so the flowers withered and no longer bloomed next spring.

On such a day, Chen Ziyuan stared at the fourteen dishes in front of him, without any appetite.

One of the plates is called Dragon and Phoenix Chengxiang, which uses the whiskers of a carp and the webbing of a duck. A simple dish would take four or five people a day. And the remaining ducks and carp, some of which were eaten, were mostly poured out.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

These can't be complained, because those who are hungry don't see it at all. Even if you see it, you have to listen to Chen Ziyuan's cry.

After all, as the prince of the Tang Dynasty and the current owner of real power, fourteen dishes are really thrifty.

These fourteen dishes are eaten, and there are ten bowls of dishes on the side, which represent the ten states. If something goes wrong in one state, you have to go to that state's bowl less.

Fortunately, even though there is a lot of war outside, there is never a shortage of food here. Whether it's true or not, Chen Ziyuan eats with peace of mind.

In recent days, Chen Ziyuan has no appetite most of the time. Summer hasn't passed yet, and ice cubes are a luxury even for the prince. It is used to make cold drinks, never to preserve food.

Therefore, this one consumes four or five people's dishes for a day, and it is just thrown into the toilet bowl and mixed with feces and urine.

No one will complain about the prince's picky eater and waste things. On the contrary, there will be people who feel that the prince is wrong like this, so they go to the imperial doctor and let the imperial doctor come and take a look.

Then, Chen Ziyuan had to follow the advice of the imperial doctor. If you don't eat, you have to eat more than a dozen decoctions.

If it goes on like this, Chen Ziyuan's health is not too good. Every night, I would stare at the moon and meditate on my present past.

After that, he hugged Yuechan beside him in his arms.

By the way, the current Yuechan is called Concubine Hua.

Yuechan is not beautiful, she is the woman the emperor has slept with, and she is a broken goods. But these are not the same thing for Chen Ziyuan, because this woman is too charming, and he can't extricate himself.

So, as long as you don't fall in love with her, you can ravage her to your heart's content.

Perhaps because of this, Chen Ziyuan's health is not good.

(End of chapter)

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