That night, many people in the palace saw the begonia flowers floating out of the queen's palace, but they all drifted away with the wind not long after.

On the second day, the palace people went to deliver food to the queen, and saw that she had committed suicide by swallowing gold, and when the palace people saw her, the queen was lying on the bed, her face was serene, and she held a branch of a begonia flower tightly in her hand, no matter how people broke it, they couldn't move.

The emperor personally went to Chenxi Palace, looked at the flower branch in the queen's hand and was stunned for a moment, stepped forward to touch the queen's hand, and easily gave it out, and there was a budding flower on it.

"Hey, which girl are you, do you know that outsiders are not allowed here."

A young man in white was lying lazily on a tree, and a young man in blue was just ** years old.

"I am the daughter of the royal historian, and my father is attending a banquet."

The boy in the tree jumped down from the tree and patted the dust off his body.

Wang Yuyan was stunned all of a sudden, she had never seen such a handsome young man, with a graceful demeanor.

"What's your name?"

The boy looked up at the nymphomaniac girl.

"Ah, my name is Wang Yuyan."

"Wang Yuyan."

The young man touched his chin and said, "There is an image, it is true that Wang Yushi does have this daughter in his family, and I heard that she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." ”

But the boy shook his head again, this person didn't seem to have anything to do with him.

"You don't want this place alone, there is a beast forest in front, there are a lot of fierce beasts in it, you little girl's family should not come close."

"Thank you."

"Well, that's nothing, I'll go first."

The boy patted his ass and was about to leave.

"Oops, it hurts."

Wang Yuyan's hand was cut by something, and bright red blood began to emerge outside.

"What's wrong?"

The boy turned back.

"I don't know what I was talking about, and there was a black thorn on it."

Wang Yuyan has been pampered since she was a child, where has she ever suffered such a crime.

"It's okay, I was just pricked by the thorns of the begonia flower."

The young man picked up Wang Yuyan's hand, gently removed the thorn, and put her hand in his mouth.

Wang Yuyan's face turned red all of a sudden, and she quickly took it out and carried it to the back.

"Okay, let's see if there is no bloodshed."

Wang Yuyan looked at her hands, and sure enough, they were not bleeding.

Wang Yuyan blushed like a boiled shrimp, and in order to divert her attention, she was ready to pour her qi out on the flower, kicking her off a few branches.

"Alas, you girl is also good-looking, why is she so short-tempered, how beautiful this flower is, she looks good here and doesn't mess with you, what are you kicking it for? Come here, straighten her, and next spring she will be able to bloom with beautiful flowers. ”

"Really"

"It's nature, and begonia flowers are my favorite flowers."

The boy squinted his eyes and said.

"You'll love it too."

The young man turned his head to look at Wang Yuyan, the pure color in his black eyes, and his own shadow in it was clear.

"Well, I'll love it too."

Wang Yuyan lowered her head and whispered.

The boy didn't know if he heard it or not, but he smiled, and the two of them planted the begonia flower anew.

"Alright."

The young man patted the soil on his hand and said to Wang Yuyan, "Go back yourself." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"What's your name?" Wang Yuyan mustered up the courage to shout loudly.

The boy smiled back and did not speak.

Wang Yuyan looked at her fingers, and a sweet smile rippled on her face.

Wang Yuyan, who returned to the house, went crazy and planted all the flowers in her yard into iron stem begonias.

I also asked people to do everything possible in the hall, only to know that the young man I saw that day turned out to be the current crown prince Qin Hao. No wonder you can go in and out of the palace at will.

Wang Yuyanzi vowed at that time to be a woman worthy of him.

From that time on, Wang Yuyan was no longer just a lady who embroidered all day long, but began to look at various historical books and classics, and various strategies for governing the country in order to be able to become a person who could match him in the future.

When she was in power, the new emperor ascended the throne, and her father became the prime minister above ten thousand people under one person, and she finally had the opportunity to become her bride and his wife. The only wife.

She ingeniously thought that her wedding dress was full of all kinds of begonia flowers, thinking that she could remember that she was the little girl who planted begonia flowers with him at the beginning, but on the night of the wedding, she did it alone all night, guiding herself to see his most beloved woman, only to know that all this was a joke and a dream.

The queen did not give up, went to the former yard, and transplanted the begonia tree they planted, and the begonia flowers were still blooming as hot as fire, but she was like being beaten into the cold palace, and she couldn't sleep every day.

The queen actually regretted killing her beloved man's favorite woman, because during the long wait, she found that even if the woman's death did not give her more weight in his heart, and even more difficult for herself to get close to the arrogant man, her pain, she felt it, because they were both deeply loved people.

For a long time, the emperor missed the woman she loved even more, except for pain, there was nothing else, and his original place had long since disappeared.

When the queen remembered that she planted begonia flowers in her yard, her face was full of sorrow.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

"Child, why are you swollen with so many begonias?"

"Don't you think she's good-looking?" "Do you know what the begonia flower means?"

Wang Yuyan is ignorant, such a beautiful flower should mean very beautiful.

"Alas, begonia flowers, also known as broken intestine flowers, are said to be broken intestines, but in fact, they are ruthless."

At that time, Wang Yuyan still refused to believe that human affection and ruthlessness had anything to do with flowers, but now it seems that her life is the same as this begonia flower, broken to the end, and ruthless to the end

I wish all lovers will eventually become married, and if there is no lover, come and read Apple's book, and the demon god will accompany you to spend the Chinese Valentine's Day.