Chapter 1914: The Art of Gathering Hundred Flowers
readx;?“ It's her, and she's really an old acquaintance...... Hehe......" Luoyue smiled helplessly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Three thousand in a hurry, I don't know if I should tell him the truth.
Because the truth is cruel!
"Your Majesty, do you really know Rong'er...... Where is she? Is she still alive? How is she doing? Why didn't she come here? The look of three thousand years and the falling moon was as expected, and my heart became even more nervous.
What made Sanqian most anxious was that Luo Yue and Zi Nian knew something, but they were reluctant to say it.
"Rong'er, she, is something wrong with her?" Sanqian stroked the portrait made of flower juice, tears fell on it, and the portrait faded little by little, until it all melted and was no longer clear.
"She's alive, and she's fine......" Tsuki asked.
Three thousand ears listened for a long time, and found that there was no follow-up to the moon......
"And then?" Three thousand asks.
"Isn't it enough to know this, maybe it's enough......" Zi Nian couldn't bear to hurt his infatuation on the side, and he didn't want to be embarrassed by the moon......
"You know, what I want to know most is not whether she is good or not, in fact, it is the truth, the day she left, I had a feeling that she couldn't come back. Even if the delivery of the body and the delivery of the soul can't keep each other together for the rest of their lives, there is always a trace of fantasy in my heart, that is, I hope that one day and a certain moment, it can come back to me, return to Baihuazhou, stand in a corner, and laugh with flowers...... So Queen, tell me, there's nothing more to the truth than to follow the truth......," Sanqian calmed down.
"Maybe the truth is not quite the same as it seems. Since you want to know, I won't hide it from you, that Rong'er's portrait is indeed a person we know, she is in the fairy world, her status is extraordinary, she is the third lady of the emperor, and she is very favored by the emperor......" Luoyue said slowly.
"Huh...... I found a good home...... It's the emperor...... It is much stronger than in Baihuazhou, although there are hundreds of flowers here, there are only hundreds of flowers, there are all kinds of spirit beasts in the fairy world, there are delicacies from the mountains and seas, and there are countless slaves and maids, and there are more splendid mink fur, silk and satin, she chose a better place...... "Three thousand smiled bitterly, and the hundred flowers also cried.
"According to our contact with her several times, we found that she is a smart and clever and good at flattering and coquettish women, originally the emperor had two wives, and the emperor was also very fond of them, and later under her efforts, she became the third lady of the emperor, and since then the emperor has favored her **** night and night, and even the eldest lady and the second lady's bedroom have not gone, such days have lasted for many years, and she is quite a woman with means." Falling Moon said.
After hearing this, Sanqian hesitated for a moment, and then ...... in confusion
"Then I hope she's doing well, as long as she likes it......" Sanqian said.
"I'm afraid it may not be as you wish, the emperor is infertile, now she and the second lady are pregnant, and not the emperor's blood, although it is a misunderstanding, but the emperor will not let go of the meat in their wombs, as for them themselves, maybe in the end they will end up without favor, since they have said it, I will tell you all, this is a fate that you can't control and can't control, and you no longer have any intersection, you can listen to it as a story." Falling Moon said.
"Unfortunately, the main character in the story is not me...... After listening to you, I suddenly felt a lot relieved, maybe there was no love between me and her, just a chance meeting, she took away the technique of a hundred flowers from me, or maybe it was used on the emperor...... "Three thousand touch a hundred flowers, and the melancholy in my heart is not only three thousand."
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