(PS: The reason why this chapter doesn't take lies and takes a little love is because there are more lies later.) Pen % Fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info)

The wind is cold, the moon is cold. The grass is miserable, and the people are miserable.

The woman sat alone in front of the window, and the bright moonlight shone on her face. The old face, the godless eyes, suddenly became gentle and pitiful under the moonlight. She wore a long white magnolia dress, her thin body obviously couldn't hang her clothes, and her shoulders had already slipped off, revealing her charming collarbones and fair fragrant shoulders.

How beautiful is this moonlight? It's a pity that after tonight, I don't know if there will be a chance to see such a beautiful moon again.

"Dongjun, please let the concubine dance for you again."

The room was empty, and the woman muttered to herself.

She danced alone, her dancing posture was still so beautiful, and her body was still so light. Her face, her eyes, and even her fingers suddenly radiated with brilliance. Maybe she was supposed to be a dancing elf, and she came back to life in that amazing dance.

She jumped to show herself, and also to Dongjun. It's just because Dongjun once loved her dancing and singing appearance.

It's a pity that Dongjun, who she misses, has no chance to see each other in this life, and in such a night, in addition to the moonlight, it is still the moonlight. But true loneliness is never from the external environment, but from one's own heart.

The lover complains about the night, and he is lovesick at night.

But have you really missed me? Or, as always? Just taking advantage of me? Play me? Even now, you can't wait to kill me? The woman sobbed slightly, "Since you want me to die, then I will do as you wish." It's just ridiculous that I can't imagine that the most important value in your heart is to die!

"Mother? Haven't slept yet? When Chi'er woke up at night, she saw that the candles in her mother's house were still on. I was worried that my mother would lose sleep because of the assassination during the day, so I didn't feel at ease and wanted to come in and talk to my mother.

"Oh, Chi'er. Mother's head disease came up again, it's okay, my mother fell asleep in a while. ”

"Mother, are you crying?" Chi'er sensibly helped the woman gently wipe away her tears, that was her mother, how could she not feel distressed?

I don't know if she was infected by the woman's emotions, tears began to roll in Chi'er's eyes, she tried to maintain her calm, but her throat still kept choking. "Mother, is that person making you unhappy again?"

Just this sentence made tears rain down.

My good boy, why are you so sensible? Sensible, I, my adoptive mother, am reluctant to harm you. But for Dongjun's sake, I have no room to retreat. After my mother dies, you must be strong! For Dongjun, for love, I sacrificed you, my mother is sorry for you, please hate me.

These words are in the woman's belly, but they will rot in the belly forever.

The woman struck herself twice in the chest. All kinds of complex emotions surged up, and it really tormented her.

"Mother, don't be like this, only by living can you avenge your father!" Chi'er shook the woman's hand frantically, and the imaginary memory of her father's murder that the woman had given her was tormenting her young heart.

This woman seems to be too ruthless. She lied that she was King Mu's princess and that Chi'er was their daughter. Back then, King Mu and the first emperor had a struggle for the crown prince, but it was obvious that the first emperor won completely, and the unlucky King Mu was tragically hung on the imperial city and displayed to the public for three days. Such a shame, Chi'er now thinks about it, it is like a thousand arrows piercing the heart. Her mother, the woman in front of her, escaped overnight with the still infant Chi'er, incognito along the way, and finally settled down in Huadu. Therefore, Chi'er's full name is Zhou Chi'er, and his father's real surname is Zhou. It was only at that time that the woman took a boat down the river and successfully reached Huadu through the warm water river. It can be regarded as this little boat that saved their mother and daughter, so they named Chi'er Zhou.

"Chi'er, your father ・・・・・・" swallowed back halfway through the words. Do you really want to tell such a lie to this innocent and innocent little girl? Are you really too cruel? But if this is not the case, how can the play continue? How can Dongjun's purpose be achieved?

The human heart is still being tortured by its conscience, and those words are all false, only tears and pain are true.

"Mother, what do you say the first emperor is! The brutality is like this, and the assassination during the day must also have something to do with the first emperor. He wants to kill them all, right, but my mother and I want to live well. Live to him in the imperial tomb, live to his descendants in the imperial city! ”

Chi'er bit her lip, and the bitter blood flowed down her white teeth.

"Chi'er, if one day my mother dies. You have to live well. You're your father's only bloodline, and you can't break it. The woman was still lying.

"Mother, Chi'er knows. Chi'er must avenge her father. ”

"Mother's good child, with your words, my mother is happy even if she dies." As she spoke, the woman hugged Chi'er into her arms.

The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried for a while, slept for a while, and spent the night.

Early in the morning, the woman got up early.

It seems that all this is going smoothly, and it is being carried out step by step exactly according to its own plan.

"Chi'er, are you awake? Let's try this out. The woman took out a long embroidered dress in the color of the water and the moon.

It's time to practice the rhythm of the dance again. Chi'er glanced at the corners of her mouth, her least favorite moment was about to start again.

Recalling all kinds of tragic situations since elementary school, it was really a handful of snot and tears. Perhaps she could not appreciate the woman's good intentions, but she only knew that she was not as naturally passionate about dancing as her mother. She just clumsily followed her mother and gestured behind her, like a goddess dancing a god.

"Today, you can do one by yourself to check your achievements over the years." The woman smiled and sat down cross-legged quietly.

"Huh?" No, what day is it? Chi'er asked weakly, "Mother, do you still fight if you can't dance?" ”

subconsciously touched the buttocks twice, remembering that when I was a child, because I didn't jump well, I was beaten by my mother's rattan.

"If you can't jump well, you should fight. When my mother was a child, she was stupider than you, and her movements were stiffer than you, and she was able to become what she is now, not all by playing. So saying, he turned out to find his own rattan.

"Haha, there's a good show to watch." At some point, Aokuro rushed in. Probably because I was too hungry and couldn't find anything to eat, I wanted to trouble the woman to make a bowl of Yangchun noodles to pad my stomach. Unexpectedly, when he bumped into this one, Coke broke him.

"Thief boy, get out of the way. Look at me again and I'll blind you with two fingers. ”

"Savage! Barbarous! Do you still look a little ladylike? If I were you, I would hold back for a day without speaking, maybe a man would still admire me. At this opening, the men were all scared away. Seikuro teased her.

"Phew, this girl is not interested in seducing men at all, please save it. Where to stay cool, where to go. ”

"It's cool in here." As he spoke, he slipped behind the screen.

Chi'er was about to drive him out, but the woman returned, holding a rattan in her hand. Hey, it's scary to look at.

I have no choice but to jump honestly.

She danced four or five tunes in a row, but the woman was not satisfied. The more the woman said something wrong and wrong, the more Chi'er became flustered and beat in a mess. It was so amused that Jiuro, who was hiding behind the screen, covered his mouth and laughed.

"Stop, stop, watch me jump one. But look carefully, my mother only jumps once, and I won't jump again. ”

As she spoke, the woman began to dance, and her graceful posture and graceful posture returned. Chi'er looked at it seriously and applauded vigorously, "Mother, you are awesome, so beautiful, so beautiful." ”

"Wow, it's just that this dance should only be in the sky, and it's rare to see it in the world." The woman's dance is like a sharp weapon, and it has defeated Kuro. Apart from praise and worship, there is no other mood to express.

"You're here."

"Oh."

Like a pre-exam training, the woman did her best to teach Chi'er all her life's learning. Maybe she really had a premonition that black and white impermanence was already on the way, and she wished that Chi'er would become the first person in the imperial city to dance in an unprecedented way.

The day flies by, and in the blink of an eye it's going to be night again.

The woman finished her final preparations and took out the white jade and rosewood pipa she had been carrying. She stroked her fingers lightly, but she didn't want to bounce again. She thought disheartenedly: No matter how beautiful the sound of the piano is, can it bring back the heartless lover? All this is just a matter of things and people, and tears flow first.

Yes, there is no fixed place to live, and there is no love in life.

It's ironic that I did both of these things perfectly.

She pulled out the dagger she had prepared and aimed it at her chest. In just one moment, the white dress will bloom with blood-colored flowers.

The wanton rendering of red became her last red makeup.

Dongjun, is she still as beautiful as she was at the beginning? Dongjun, you didn't promise her bride red makeup, Ming Media is getting married. Now she has finally dressed herself in a red garment made of blood. Did you see that? She gave you one last gift with her life, but will you be happy?