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After arriving at the imperial tomb, the mausoleum keeper of the imperial tomb immediately greeted him respectfully.

Although I don't know who this Wan girl is, the person who can let the emperor's personal guards escort her over is absolutely extraordinary.

"If Miss Wan has any requests, just give orders, and the little ones will be waiting for orders at any time." The mausoleum keeper smiled very flatteringly.

Wan Qizhen looked at the mausoleum guard in front of her and couldn't help but be in a trance.

The mausoleum keeper in front of her, she also saw it when Zhu Jianshen came to worship at the imperial mausoleum.

It's still the same face, and it's still the same flattery, but the person in front of him, on his face, still has left a lot of traces of time compared to that year.

Traces of the years......

Wan Qizhen smiled bitterly, completely, there is no trace of time at all, and she is the only one.

"No need, let me be alone." Wan Qizhen smiled and waved her hand.

The mausoleum keeper originally wanted to say something, but Wan Qizhen came over with a look, and the mausoleum keeper suddenly didn't dare to say a word, and retreated silently.

"Who the hell is this girl?" When he couldn't see Wan Qizhen's shadow, the mausoleum keeper touched his nose in surprise, "Why do I feel so familiar with her eyes and unconsciously obey her orders?" ”

"This girl's surname is Wan, I don't know if it has anything to do with Wan Guifei back then?" The mausoleum keeper shrugged his shoulders, "This temperament is similar to that of Wan Guifei back then." ”

Wan Qizhen stood silently outside the imperial mausoleum, quietly looking at Zhu Jianshen's mausoleum.

Although it is said that with Zhu Youzhang's order, it is an easy thing for Wan Qizhen to enter the imperial tomb, but Wan Qizhen still did not enter the imperial tomb.

She didn't know how she would feel if she entered the Imperial Tomb.

In the interior of the imperial mausoleum, there will be many people who will accompany Zhu Jianshen...... His queen ...... His concubines......

It's just that there will definitely be no her in this!

Back then, she had turned into ashes in a firelight, and in a breeze, she became the dust of this time and space, and disappeared with the wind.

She is in this time and space, except for the records in the history books, there is no trace.

"Seeing the deep ......" Wan Qizhen raised her head, looked at the gate of the imperial tomb in front of her, and said softly, "I came to see you, are you happy?" ”

The breeze gently blows from the gate of the Imperial Mausoleum, and the trees at the entrance of the Imperial Mausoleum are gently swaying, as if they are responding to harmony and as if they are comforting.

"Deep, you know? When I thought I was going to be seriously ill and die, I really, really hated you. ”

Wan Qizhen looked at the gate of the imperial mausoleum, and tears appeared in her eyes little by little: "When I entered the palace, how did you promise me." ”

"You said that after I enter the palace, you will protect me, and you will give me a lifetime of joy, but ......"

Wan Qizhen bit her lip and tried to swallow the choking plug floating in her mouth, just closing her eyes and soaking her face little by little with tears.

"See the deep ......" Wan Qizhen looked at the gate of the imperial mausoleum in front of her affectionately with tears in her eyes, "No matter what I said when I was seriously ill and passed away, and no matter whether you can hear what I said, I still have to say ......"

"Deep, I love you, even in the end...... I still love you, you are my Wan Qizhen, the only person I have ever loved in this life, I am afraid that it will be the same in the future. ”

"It's just a pity that the ability of the two of us can't protect our love."

Wan Qizhen couldn't hold back any longer, she buried her cheeks between her hands and cried loudly.

If it is said that when she "died of serious illness", Wan Qizhen was still a little disheartened about the feelings she insisted on, and after returning to modern times and reading history books, that discouragement was gone.

If it weren't for his feelings for himself to a certain level, Zhu Jianshen would not have left the world within a year after he "died of serious illness".

What is Zhu Jianshen's body, Wan Qizhen is clear, although her health was already very bad at that time, she still has control over the harem.

If it weren't for the deep love, how could life and death go hand in hand.

But...... Such a deep feeling, such a life and death together, should be a touching feeling, but let the two of them ...... in life

Wan Qizhen's body trembled wildly, and tears raged on her face like a flood.

Zhu Jianshen, I love you, I love you very much.

But......

If I could start my life all over again, back then, I would never agree to follow you into the palace.

Then, in my heart, you will always be the shy and innocent young man with love in his eyes, and I am also a person who is still looking at you with joy.

In this way, maybe in our lives, it is all good memories.

On the night of Wan Qizhen's imperial mausoleum, Zhu Youzhu was in Kunning Palace, hugging Zhang Yan, quietly looking at his son and daughter lying on the bed.

Compared with a few days ago, Zhu Xiurong's complexion has been much better, she fell asleep with her eyes closed, her small hand, unconsciously grabbing Zhu Houzhao's hand next to her.

Zhu Houzhao gently patted his sister, although his sister had been coaxed to sleep by himself, but he still patted his sister gently, and in his mouth, he gently repeated the nursery rhyme that coaxed his sister to sleep.

This nursery rhyme is the nursery rhyme she coaxed Zhu Houzhao to sleep back then.

"Queen Mother......" Zhu Houzhao raised his head, looked at Zhang Yan's red eyes, smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, Zhao'er is not tired." ”

His gaze fell on Zhu Xiurong's face, and there was a little gloom on his small handsome face, "I'm afraid, these few days, it's also the last time I see my sister." ”

"I'm afraid that in this life, I won't be able to hear my sister call me brother." Zhu Houzhao lowered his head and played with Zhu Xiurong's little hand.

Zhu Xiurong, who was asleep, muttered unconsciously to grab Zhu Houzhao's hand.

Zhang Yan closed her eyes, covered her mouth, and tears erupted again.

In the past few days when Wan Qizhen was in the imperial mausoleum, Zhu Youzhu did not go to court again, and has been in Kunning Palace, accompanying Zhang Yan.

Zhu Houzhao also stopped his studies and stayed in Kunning Palace, accompanying his parents and sister.

They have already made a decision that after Wan Qizhen returns from the imperial mausoleum, Zhang Yan and Zhu Xiurong will follow Wan Qizhen back to modern times.

In the past few days, it is the last time for their family of four to get together.

Zhu Houzhao is young after all, and he is tired after coaxing Zhu Xiurong for a long time.

He was lying next to Zhu Xiurong, although his little hands were still patting Zhu Xiurong's arm without a match, and he was also singing nursery rhymes in his mouth, but his consciousness was obviously a little blurred.

Zhang Yan walked over gently and gently picked up Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao unconsciously arched in Zhang Yan's arms, and soon fell asleep.

After seeing Zhu Houzhao asleep, Zhang Yan gently put Zhu Houzhao next to Zhu Xiurong, took the quilt, and carefully covered the two children.

Zhu Youzhu walked over and held Zhang Yan's hand to cover the quilt for the child. (To be continued.) )