"Chen'er is five years old and a little adult! When the queen mother is not around, you must learn to take care of yourself; When a person is in the palace, he must learn to be strong; When you are afraid, learn to be brave; When you want to give up, you must learn to persevere; If you have what you want, you have to learn to control it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. []”

The hand that gently holds the peach comb is still soft and dexterous, as usual, as usual. The last words of careful instructions can also be like casual conversation, plain and calm.

Listening with her ears pricked up, Hua Liyue glanced at Chu Yanchen worriedly for no reason. In the polished bronze mirror, the delicate and unusual little face was smiling at this time, and the clear pupils were as clear as water, and the joy was so well camouflaged.

But the lacquered cabinet of the dresser, the hands that were clasped together, were clearly held so hard, the joints were white, and the bruises were deep. If you could, would you rather not know anything than hide it so hard, but you don't know who you are afraid of provoking?

"If one day, Chen'er is lucky enough to meet someone who loves her very much, you must cherish her, don't let go, don't miss it, and don't love others anymore!"

The green silk is straight, the headband is straight, and the two people looking at each other in the bronze mirror look at each other and smile. Everything is just right, just like the flowers are blooming, the love is strong, and the grace is flourishing.

The peach comb slipped from her nails, and with a crisp snap clasped the stone steps. A streak of blood trickled out of the corner of her mouth, a shocking red. The plain white long sleeves hang down, the green skirt sways, and the moon-like figure is like a paper kite with a broken thread*.

Hua Liyue began to panic in her heart, and rushed over almost reflexively, but when she really got close, she suddenly stopped her figure.

yes, she's not qualified! She is just a little palace maid living in the cold palace, and she is not the queen, and it is only the first time she has met the emperor. Although she admires, appreciates, and likes, she is indeed not qualified to accompany Chu Yanchen by the queen's side at this time and accompany her to the last journey of her life.

Yes, she should leave all this quietly to Chu Yanchen, wait quietly, and not bother. Perhaps, the queen is just asleep, not far away.

"Queen Mother, don't go! Don't go, okay? ”

Chu Yanchen knelt on the ground and hugged her head, hurriedly wiping away the dirty blood that kept gushing out of the corners of her mouth. The empty voice is like his empty eyes. Dazed and empty, but there are no tears, it makes people's hearts hurt and hurt!

"Chen'er, don't be sad! The queen mother is just tired and wants to sleep! ”

She's tired, really tired! Her death can be regarded as the final fulfillment of him! paid the wrong love, and ended up without a problem, it turned out that everything was just her confusion, and he didn't care.

If there is an afterlife, I hope that there will be no more wrong love. If there is an afterlife, I only wish to cultivate, and if I can, in the next life in the next life, I hope that the good fortune I have accumulated will make you love me.

"Queen Mother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry ?????"

Chu Yanchen muttered to himself, his forbearance suddenly appeared in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, so obvious, so intense, so dazzling. At this moment, he really hated himself! Really hate that man! Hate to the bone, heartbreaking. He hated himself for being useless, he hated the man's ruthlessness.

It turns out that when one person's life and death are in the hands of another, I want you to die, not because you have done anything wrong, but because you have become useless and a burden to me, and I do not want to be stumped by you, burdened by you, and disgusted with our false past.

The woman suddenly smiled, like the beginning of the snow, like the moon and the veil. Light and light, lightly dyed the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

She has no hatred and no remorse. She has no regrets, who else does she want to apologize?