My transparent heart no longer has the sparkle of diamonds, and my fragile love is only exchanged for teardrops.

Where does the wind go, can warm the cold memory, the sky is silent, I don't care about you and my past.

It was as if the Empress Dowager Xiao stayed until noon, and King Fu dispersed the dynasty and happened to come to ask his mother for peace, so the Empress Dowager Xiao kept the husband and wife and herself to use lunch before letting them leave, and Concubine Chen has been accompanying her, and the servants are trying to make each other calm and calm in front of the Empress Dowager Xiao, and the atmosphere is a little depressing after a meal, but the Empress Dowager Xiao did not notice that something was wrong with them, a meal is pleasant for her, she has always liked to be lively, but she treats people very harshly, Then the only one in the palace concubines who can enter her eyes is Concubine Chen or Concubine De, and the people she doesn't like have never been treated, which is very similar to King Fu.

The emperor has been unwell recently, so he needs to stay in bed for a long time to recuperate, and the hours of the last dynasty are also broken day by day, because of the body, he has a situation of neglect of government, so the king of Fu naturally has to share more for it, he wishes that the emperor has been like this, as the king of parliament and the right prime minister of the king of Fu will take over all the state affairs, but as the right prime minister should be responsible for the affairs of the left prime minister Xiao Suen to deal with. Originally, three days later, the emperor was going to the school to parade, because Chen Yongkang wanted to personally lead 150,000 troops to Bashu to recruit the rebellious Miao and Dong people, and these 150,000 troops were not all transferred from the capital, but from the capital to dispatch 50,000, and the other 100,000 were selected from various places and handed over to Chen Yongkang to lead. The emperor could not go to the parade in person because the dragon was unwell, and the crown prince had recently suffered from asthma, so this task naturally fell on the shoulders of King Fu. To go to the school parade to wear armor, for King Fu is a kind of desire for freshness, he has always been eager to ascend the throne and call the emperor, but also hope to be able to lead thousands of troops and horses to gallop on the battlefield, but after all, there is no such opportunity, the first emperor once gave him a set of gold helmets and armor, but never came in handy, this time to go back to the school to point soldiers, he naturally wants to wear this set to let himself stand on top of the army of a good scenery, feel the kind of command of thousands of horses and thousands of troops.

"Ruoruo, Ping'er, do you think this king's crown armor has the wind of a general?" When he returned to the palace, King Fu ordered Ping'er to scoop out his golden helmet and golden armor from the box, couldn't wait to dress neatly, and slowly came to the courtyard, holding the dragon sword that was as bright as the sun and as cold as the moon, and looked at the two women standing opposite him with a proud face.

Ping'er hurriedly smiled This armor is just right for Chitose, just like him a god who fell into the world, and like a victorious general who makes the enemy fearful, Ping'er has a little welcome in it, but there is also a heartfelt appreciation in it, as the saying goes, the lover's eyes are out of Xi Shi, and the same is true for Ping'er, in her mind, King Fu is unparalleled in the world at any time.

King Fu was naturally triumphant at Ping'er's unsparing praise, and then his eyes fell on the indifferent expression, and then slowly walked in front of her, "What do you think of my outfit?" He desperately wanted to be affirmed by the woman in front of him, but from beginning to end it seemed that he was not interested, he didn't know the mood of Wanru at this time, the words in last night's dream made it seem that it was impossible to forget, still echoing in her ears, so she couldn't show her face in front of this man as before, talk and laugh, all she had was a coldness and indifference.

As if indifferently looking at the condescending and majestic man in front of him, as Ping'er said, this golden helmet and golden armor is indeed suitable to wear on his body, God has given this man a peerless appearance, a domineering bearing, and a cold and arrogant temperament, so this golden armor will only add icing on the cake on his body, and he is more and more extraordinary, he is still like a painting, and when he moves, he is like a gust of wind, holding the dragon sword as bright as the sun and the moon in his hand, he is not angry and self-conscious, His bearing is enough to overwhelm thousands of troops, and the arrogant can only make people surrender. It seems that although her heart is full of grievances against King Fu, but at this moment, in the face of the man who longs for her affirmation, she still can't help but sprout the unconcealed appreciation for him, there is a faint tenderness flowing between her eyebrows, and the cold light disappears unconsciously, "This armor is very suitable for you." Wanruo's tone was still cold and indifferent, she just said these words, but it was enough for King Fu, he knew that she was arrogant, very similar to himself, and rarely praised a person, but once he praised it, it was heartfelt, without any hypocritical flattery. Despite the affirmation, King Fu still sensed that something was wrong with her today, and heard that her eyes were red and swollen because he missed his daughter Hongyu, but he clearly remembered sleeping with her last night, but he forgot about the aftermath, and only remembered lingering with her and hugging her into a dream.

"Are you in a bad mood?" King Fu asked with concern. He guessed that he was in a bad mood because he met Concubine Chen, so he wanted to comfort her, just because he didn't have much official business today, and he also wanted to let himself relax and feel the leisure of watching the flowers bloom and fall in the courtyard and slowly follow the clouds in the air, but he just needed his beloved woman to accompany him.

It was as if shaking his head, lukewarm, no, you think too much, if there is nothing else, I want to go back first, the voice fell as if I was about to turn around and leave, "You go out for a walk with me." King Fu took the initiative to stop her, if no one was holding her hand, the Buddha was staying, at this time Ping'er on the side could only quietly retreat, a few sycamore leaves fell with the wind, quietly fell to the ground, silently looking at the husband and wife