Those who come after him can no longer stand side by side with him, and they will always lag behind him by half a foot. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Only Empress Chen, her arrogance is natural, she always stands at the highest place overlooking the world, she has the capital and self-confidence of this peerless elegance.

After Chen, good enough. It's just that people are born to look forward to Shu.

Or perhaps, as Zhang Ailing said. Probably every man has had two women like that, at least two. married a red rose, and over time, the red one changed to a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one was still "the bright moonlight in front of the window"; married a white rose, the white one is a grain of rice sticky on the clothes, but the red one is a cinnabar mole on the heart.

And Empress Chen is the blazing red rose in Liu Che's heart, and even her thorns look extremely cute when she loves her. But in the end, the collapse of the New Deal made him feel a little tired in front of Empress Chen, who was both his wife and benefactor.

He thought that he should have been someone else's heaven.

So there is a white rose that is gentle to the bones, Wei Zifu.

The white rose just looked up at him, her eyes full of admiration.

So he helped Wei Zifu step by step and helped the Wei family.

But human nature is so complex and despicable, after he has tasted gentleness. Suddenly he realized that the only thing that could accompany him at the highest place was the red rose.

The woman in the world, who can really dare to be equal to him in soul, is only Chen Ajiao.

However, it was too late, and she was already dying.

Gillian suddenly felt a little heartfelt happiness, so she smiled brightly.

Just like when I was a girl. When the sun was about to set, she lifted her gorgeous skirt and smiled back at Liu Che behind her before getting into the car.

The wind traveled lonely through time, and time eroded her young heart over the years, but it still couldn't take away her such an innocent smile.

It's just a glance, but he says everything.

Gillian gently closed her eyes and heard herself say, "Your Majesty, bury me in Baling after I die." ”

The light in her eyes as she looked at him was no longer as radiant as it had been before, and there was not even resentment. Such a gaze was cold and unfamiliar, with thorns, piercing his heart.

Her words were plain, but they were loud.

Liu Che came in the snow and finally got to see her. All she got was the news that she had run out of oil and the dying instructions she was now in. He only felt that his body was immersed in ice water, and he was in pain from freezing inch by inch.

As the emperor, he consciously made a thousand achievements. But in the end, he was a complete failure in front of Gillian, and tears finally rolled down his burning eyes.

"Still won't you forgive me?"

Forgive? How to forgive?

Gillian felt a lot of anger in her heart, and she heard herself suddenly sneer: "Do you want me to bury you with you as a concubine?" Your Majesty? ”

Her sneer was like a sharp blade that slashed through his heart.

Liu Che closed his eyes and finally compromised: "Okay, I depend on you." ”

He choked with tears in his throat, and after a long time, he said again: "Gillian, can you tell me to take a good look at you?" ”

Hearing him say, Gillian suddenly came over, it turned out that at some point, she actually covered herself in the quilt. She smiled coldly and did not answer.

Liu Che begged rarely, and said earnestly: "Jiaojiao, let me see you again, just once." ”

Gillian still didn't answer him, and after a long time, he finally said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely take care of my hair." ”

This sentence seemed to arouse Gillian's last anger. She mocked in a low voice: "That's Your Majesty's son, you don't need to look at my face." ”

Liu Che told her to hit this heart-wrenching sentence in her chest, and she was speechless for a while. He racked his brains to say something, but Gillian had already issued an eviction order. "Your Majesty, I'm tired, let's leave it at that."

He clutched his chest under the shock and looked at Gillian who was covered with a quilt. His face was pale, like the light of snow outside the window.

This is the last side, and everyone knows that this is the last side.

She was unwilling to forgive him until she died.

The sandalwood openwork panes reflected the cold light and shadow of a hall, and he stood only in the middle of the hall. His eyebrows were heroic, his eyes were mixed with remorse and pain, and he finally walked out softly, without looking back.

With the sound of his departing footsteps, the love, hatred, and hatred of all these years were buried together in this quiet afternoon.

When the footsteps disappeared completely, she finally couldn't hold back herself and cried lowly.

Gillian couldn't tell whether she was crying now or Queen Chen was crying. It's like her Q&A with Liu Che, she can't tell whether she is talking or Empress Chen is talking.

Perhaps, as this time in Nagato Palace. She experienced the past of Empress Chen, and tugged at her heartstrings for her joys, sorrows, and sorrows.

Gillian can't break free, and she doesn't want to break free. There is naturally a kind of intimacy between Empress Chen and her, and she wants to feel all her emotions wholeheartedly.

Gillian faded her consciousness little by little, and in a trance, she felt the power of another ray of consciousness.

The tears in his eyes gradually stopped, but the bitter and sad mood was not relieved at all. She heard a voice sighing in her heart, and it was very sad.

Finally, with all her strength, she could barely sit up and get out of the house. For a while, she gritted her teeth and supported herself, so that she didn't let herself fall back on the couch.

Gillian didn't know what Empress Chen wanted to do, but she never dared to disturb her, she shrunk quietly and watched her actions.

She seemed to have been sick for a long time, and it took a long time to even stand up. Finally, after a few steps, she fell lightly on the cashmere-covered floor, without making a sound.

What time is it?

She didn't know it, she was just crawling on the ground with difficulty. Inch by inch, tirelessly persevering.

She put aside the sigh she had not stopped, reminiscing about her past.

People need to remember, especially when they fall into the abyss, and they need memories of the past to support the future days.

After she was deposed, she relied on these sweet and brisk memories to support herself in the Nagato Palace to count the days and wait for it.

Finally, she waited for Liu Che's oath again. She believed, although she was arrogant, but in the end she was so ignorant of the world in her heart, and so easily turned a blind eye to the previous wounds.

She thought that she could wait until the day when Liu Che came to welcome her out, as she had sworn out.

However, in the end, no.

She was depressed day by day, and all she was waiting for was the news of Wei Zifu's sealing.

When she thought about this, she only felt that her heart was full of mixed tastes. His heart was burning hot, and his blood was surging with anger.

She smashed the jade pendant, and there was no intention of survival.

He came, he came in a panic.

So, she decided to live again, or as another person. To love someone, how humble it must be to be to fall into such dust.

The whole Han Palace was accompanying him to act, and they were all calling the old Empress Yuan as Mrs. Li with him.

She has a new name: Li Miaoli.

She finally has a child of her own, and he wants to help her nominal family into the new Wei family.

She went back to the old days when she was pampered by thousands of people, but she was still unhappy. Perhaps, people will be greedy. She had already gained a lot, and even the former queen was within reach of her hands as long as she wanted.

But are these really what she wants?

What she wants is just as she said in the poem of Zhuo Wenjun, a talented girl who was familiar with her at first sight, she is willing to be a person with one heart and never be separated.

But this is just a stupid remark that makes people laugh at the emperor's house.

As a result, she lost weight day by day.

In the end, he was full of resentment towards Liu Che, and he didn't even want to see him.

Little by little, step by step. When she finally reached the window, she had a power that surprised her. She got up and pushed open the window, and the cold wind swept the snowflakes in her face, bringing up her clothes.

In this icy and snowy place, she took another look at this world. Under the gaze, her whole person seemed to be immersed in dead silence, and there was no life at all

She finally crashed to the ground, knocking something down. There was a frightening sound crackling in the hall, and she closed her eyes, not even bothering to look.

A burst of eager shouts and cold tears falling on her hands and face woke her up. The last thing she looked at was her son, her son with Liu Che.

She smiled apologetically at the child, and this time she had completely lost even the strength to speak.

The body seems to be getting heavier and heavier, and it seems to be getting lighter and lighter.

She is like a snowflake taking advantage of the wind, lightly gone.

She seemed to have been floating between heaven and earth for a long, long time before finally landing on the treetops.

The familiar bump returned to her, and pearl-like tears drenched her hair. Gillian knew that she had woken up from a dream.

It's just that the sadness that lingers in her heart lingers for a long time, and she is immersed in it, refusing to open her eyes.

Xue Wu gently took a handkerchief to wipe her tears, she opened her eyes faintly, and turned her head to let the tears fall. Gently asked, "Where are you?" ”

"Miss, just passed the Baling."

Xue Wu answered her quickly, but Gillian was shocked.

Baling, originally Baling, was the place where Chen Hou buried his bones.

She let out a soft breath, only to feel a slight pain in her heart, and she couldn't speak for a while. Only swept his eyes slightly towards the jug, Xue Wu understood, took a ceramic bowl, poured a small half bowl and handed it to Gillian.

Gillian gently took a sip of clear water, and was silent for a long time, and the gloomy mood in her heart finally stopped a lot.

She closed her eyes and lay down. "Xue Wu, I still want to hear the story you just didn't finish."

Xue Wu swallowed her saliva and looked at Gillian to see that she had closed her eyes. After sorting out my thoughts for a while, I told the story that I hadn't just finished telling.

"The young man was startled, but he still refused to admit it on his face, and stepped forward to say......"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but be a little distracted and looked at Gillian who was safe.

The owner is really beautiful and frightening, yes, just frightening. Few women do not feel inferior to their own looks when they see her, and thus give birth to jealousy.

But in her dreams she sobbed, so sad, so helpless. It turns out that even if she is as high as her, she has unspeakable sadness.

It's just, what is this sadness?

"He's so stupid." Gillian would add a comment from time to time, and she chuckled, as if the person who cried in her dream was not her.

"yes." Xue Wu smiled softly and continued to tell the rest of the story. "But silly ones are also a little cute, so ......"

Whispering and laughing in this snowfield, it will disperse when it meets the wind. (To be continued.) )