The seventh princess followed the emperor back to the room where Concubine Xuanning lived before her death, and everything here remained the same.

The seventh princess lived in the former side hall and rarely came here.

This was the first time that the Seventh Princess had stayed with this emperor dressed like an egg yolk for so long, and listened to the emperor talk about him and his mother.

The emperor spent a whole day telling the story of their love, and the seventh princess decided that she would hate this father, but in fact, after listening to him, the seventh princess felt that if it was herself, she couldn't stand the death of her beloved.

"Xiao Qi, tomorrow is your birthday. Father hopes that you will not hold a grudge against your father. ”

The emperor looked at his daughter, and there was a different feeling in his heart, this was her daughter, his only daughter, the daughter he had never hugged or even cared about since he was a child, every time he thought of this daughter, there would always be all kinds of troubles, and over time, he gradually forgot about this daughter, and hid her in his heart like Xuanning.

The seventh princess nodded, she could understand, but it didn't mean that she would choose to forgive.

"Your Majesty, since you've finished speaking, then please go back, thank you for your gift, Xiao Qi likes it very much."

After the seventh princess finished speaking, she turned around and left, leaving the emperor alone in the palace.

The emperor looked at the words of Concubine Xuanning on the wall, and remembered what Xuanning said when she was pregnant, "Your Majesty, if one day I am gone, at least our children will accompany you, so I will be relieved." ”

"Xuanning doesn't allow you to talk nonsense, you have to be good, you and the child must be good, I will love her well, I will definitely love her well, let her be the happiest child in the world, I promise."

......................................................... "Xuanning, don't leave me!" ”

"You must take care of our children!"

Xuan Ning lived in the dead and grabbed her hand.

The emperor stretched out his hand to look at the palm print on his face, and Xuan Ning's words were still echoing in his ears.

"Xuanning, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of our daughter, in the past sixteen years, I have ignored her, thinking that if I can't see her, I won't think of you, and if I can't see her, I will forget that it was because of that child that you died, I was wrong, I was really wrong, in fact, all the fault lies with myself, you have always been by my side, anything about you can make my thoughts surge, any item of yours will remind me of the days we were together before!"

The emperor touched the scroll and said.

The seventh princess looked at the light in her mother's room, and there was a different kind of emotion in her eyes.

The seventh princess returned to her courtyard except for the light dance, but she didn't see Luo Yu.

Qingwu watched the Seventh Princess sit on the swing and watched the huge Kaye Nan tree bloom with red flowers, some of which fell to the ground.

"Princess, it's getting dark, be careful of catching a cold!"

Qingwu put the cloak on the body of the seventh princess: "Princess, it's cold, be careful of catching a cold!" ”

"What?" The Seventh Princess asked curiously.

"Why didn't you go to the queen and still haven't come back, I don't know what you're doing?"

Light Dance said.

"Well, you go back to sleep first, I want to stay by myself for a while!"

The Seventh Princess leans on the swing.

"Princess, you rest early."

"Well, you go down."

Qingwu sighed and turned to leave!

Bai Qian looked at the seventh princess in the moonlight, and her originally quiet little face was even softer.

Bai Qian watched the seventh princess in the moonlight stretch out her hand, and a petal fell on the seventh princess's hand.

"I was trying wine in single clothes, and I hated that the time was wasted.

May spring stay temporarily, and spring will return like wings, gone without a trace.

Where are the flowers? The night came and rained, and the burial of Chu Palace poured the country.

The hairpin fell to the place of the incense. Mess around and flip Liu Mo.

Who cherishes the most amorous?

But the bee medium butterfly makes, when knocking on the window.

The east garden is lonely, and it is gradually dark.

Quietly at the bottom of the bush, into a sigh.

The long strip provokes travelers. It seems to be waiting for words, and there is no emotion.

Remnant Ying is small, strong hairpin scarf.

In the end, it is not like a hairpin trembling and turning to the side of the person.

Drifting、Don't take advantage of the tide。

I am afraid that there is still a word lovesickness in red, how can I see it? Bai Qian looked at the seventh princess and looked up, and the smile in the moonlight was extremely beautiful.

"This poem is written about falling flowers, and it is also written about people."

The seventh princess looked at the flowers in her hand, looked up and smiled.

"What's your name, why I look at you with a special intimacy."

"My name is Bai Qian, maybe we met in a previous life."

The seventh princess put the falling flower under her nose and sniffed it, "I wonder if I will feel sad and painful when the falling flowers wither?" ”

"Why don't you come and feel it?"

Bai Qian pulled the seventh princess who was still stunned and flew into the sky and landed on the thickest branch.

"Ah, it scared me to death, why did you fly?"

The seventh princess stepped on the branches of the tree and looked at the falling flowers on the ground, they were in the center of this hundred-year-old uncle, and the red petals were layer after layer, exuding a unique fragrance.

"Well, it smells so good."

The seventh princess closed her eyes and sniffed carefully.

"By the way, what is that poem you read?"

Bai Qian looked at the petals on the branches, "

It is the season to change single clothes, and I only hate living in a different place, and time passes in vain. Pray that spring will stay for a while, and that spring will return in a hurry like a bird flying away, without a trace. Where are the roses? A violent storm at night buried the beauties of the Southern Chu country. The petals of the flowers fall to the ground like a beauty's hairpin, exuding a residual fragrance, messily dotted with peach blossom paths, gently flying in the willow streets and alleys. Who will feel sorry for the lovers? Only the bees and butterflies are like matchmakers, knocking on the window from time to time to convey affection. The East Garden is silent, and gradually the vegetation is lush and dense, and the green shade is dark and green. Wandering quietly around the precious rose bushes, sighing constantly. The rose stretched out its long branches, deliberately hooking the clothes of passers-by, as if holding the placket of the clothes in anticipation of the words of the leaves, showing infinite parting feelings. Pick up a small remnant flower and barely hold it on the turban. After all, it is not like a flower on the head of a beautiful hairpin, trembling, swaying, and leaning towards people charmingly. Flowers, don't go far away with the tide. I'm afraid that the broken flowers still have the words of lovesickness written on them, how can you read them? ”

"It's such a beautiful artistic conception, it seems that the flowers are blooming in a hurry, and the flowers are still very beautiful."

This is the first "cherish flowers" words, but also the first "cherish people" work. ”

"You know a lot, didn't you say you could show me how they feel? How does it feel? ”

The Seventh Princess asked curiously.

"You reach out and touch the petals and close your eyes."

The seventh princess touched one of the buds according to Bai Qian's words, and Bai Qian stretched out her hand to wrap the seventh princess's hand with a little soft light............