Ten years of life and death, afraid of thinking, afraid of thinking. Great literature

On the sixth day of the first month of March, the wind and the sun are beautiful.

Layers of mountains and green, the mountain peaks are majestic, a lonely tomb stands quietly under the beautiful mountain, surrounded by countless lush trees, just like this flashed out of a clearing, just such a lonely tomb seems a little lonely, a little desolate. There is not a single weed next to the grave, it can be seen that there are often people to take care of it, the high tombstone is eye-catching engraved with the tomb of his beloved wife Ximen Ruoxuan, the following is the sacrificial text of thousands of words, there are four cypress trees planted next to the grave, from Xuanxuan buried after King Fu planted a cypress tree with his own hands, every year on the day of the sacrifice he will be in one, each tree is his own mind, if he does not have the dream of sitting on the country, maybe he will go with her at the moment when Xuanxuan leaves, but-

The offering table was full of all kinds of food, as well as gold and silver jewelry and the like, there were all the things that Xuanxuan liked, Murong Yichuan slowly squatted down, at this moment he completely took off the cold coat of his prince, he faced this lonely tomb with infinite tenderness, his eyes were moist for some time, and at this moment, Ximen Ruoxuan's beautiful and soft shadow slowly appeared in front of him, her smile that captivated the country and the city, her tenderness, her ...... I remember it vividly, little by little in my own memory, I interpret it over and over again, and I present all kinds of yesterday little by little in front of my eyes. Great literature

"Xuanxuan; You okay? I've come to see you, you've been away from me for four years since today, do you know how hard I've been in these four years? Life without you is painful for me, Xuanxuan; I'm sorry, I promised you that you wouldn't marry someone else, but I still broke my last promise to you, I married Wanruo, and I fell in love with her, Xuanxuan, will you blame me? Actually, I'm not blaming myself, blaming myself for being silent about you, blaming myself for being deceived about our love, but I really can't extricate myself, Xuanxuan; I hope you can understand me, no matter when you are in my heart there is no one to replace, I love her not as deep as you love, so pure, the same maybe she loves me not as deep as you love me, so pure, the love between us is unparalleled in the world. Great Literature Xuanxuan; The moment I saw my daughter, I really thought it was you reincarnated, but gradually I realized that I was wrong, all you can give me is love, even if you are reincarnated, you will wait for us to get together, are you right? Xuan Xuan; I don't want to explain too much to you about the relationship between me and your family, but I think you will understand, because you are the person who knows me best, who understands me best, and you are also the most supportive person in this world, except for the queen mother, you will support me and understand whatever I do, right? Xuan Xuan; You remember that you are you and your family is your family. Xuan Xuan; I-" I choked up as I said that, who would have thought that the Fuwang Chitose, who usually looks cold and ruthless, would shed tears and sadness, and who would have thought that a man who calls for wind and rain and controls the world will be as affectionate as he is, and he is still so infatuated with the deceased woman.

Seeing that the beauty of the faith is finally made of soil, the empty face of the lonely grave is full of affection.

Facing Ximen Ruoxuan's grave at this moment, Murong Yichuan seemed to have forgotten the whole world, and there was only himself and Xuanxuan in his world. Only in front of Xuanxuan's tomb can he completely calm down, his heart only has Xuanxuan and himself, and I don't know when his heart is not only Xuanxuan in the Huaixuan Pavilion of the palace, but there is also a Wanruo, he will do a fierce ideological struggle, who does he love, the more so, the more painful his heart is, his heart seems to be torn in half, the left is Xuanxuan's loyalty, and the right is Wanruo's debt, these two sides are always not equal, but they are in pain when they compete against each other and torture.

Luo Xia and Su Su stood aside, they faced the sad and fragile Fu Wang, their noses were also counted, especially Luo Xia, after all, she was Ximen Ruoxuan's personal maid who followed her for so many years, but she thought that she could climb into the bed of the Fu King, and be able to walk from the maid to the highest branch step by step, but now she was completely abandoned by him, maybe she will only be remembered by him when she is related to Ximen Ruoxuan.

"Chitose; Mourning, if you are so sad about the princess, you will not feel at ease. Luo Xia walked up to King Fu and slowly squatted down with a courteous expression. He is such a man, soft as water for the women he likes, but as cold as ice for the women he doesn't like.

King Fu said coldly; "On the other hand, this king wants to be alone with Xuanxuan."

"Yes." Luo Xia didn't dare to say anything more, so she had to stand up bored and obediently retreat to the side.