Zhao Guo, Handan, autumn rain is like silk. But it's cold to the bone.

Red clothes like blood, long hair like ink, beautiful posture, demure and calm, standing in the rain, not limited to weakness, but a unique heroic spirit.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, he just looked at the sky quietly, as if listening to the rain and contemplating.

It's been seven days since she came to Handan, and she has been standing here so quietly every day, as if waiting for something, the rain is getting heavier, but she is undecided.

Finally, a lovely white shadow appeared in the sky, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and at this moment Yiren seemed to feel very happy.

The white shadow fell lightly and stopped on the fragrant shoulder of Yiren, with a pointed mouth and smart eyes, it seemed that it also knew how to think, but the white feathers were already soaked, and he looked at the little guy on his shoulder lovingly, gently held it in his arms, and moved lightly and turned back to the room.

The Tianzi room of the HSBC Inn, although the layout is simple but not simple, put down the cute white dove in his hand, the jade hand gently combed the feathers for it, the little guy seems to enjoy the temperature from the warm jade hand of the red jade, it is very cute between movement and stillness.

Carefully took off the letter on the little guy's leg, read it through, but the delicate face showed a trace of melancholy, the letter was shattered with a slight force in his hand, and the reply was carefully tied, this cute little guy returned to its own sky, flying into the distance.

Sitting at the table, casually playing with the teacup in his hand, the sadness on his face has not dissipated, he raised his left hand slightly, and carried a delicate jade ring on his slender ring finger, although it was small, it complemented the perfect hands of the red jade. Quietly staring at the love thing that Yan Hong gave him, his heart was full of tenderness, sweetness, shyness, and happiness, but there was a trace of misery that could not be dissolved in this kind.

Gently shake your head and abandon the distracting thoughts in your heart, this may be the shackles that cannot be untied and the fate that you can't escape.

Throughout the ages, dynasties have changed, several ups and downs, and I am not arranged by fate, but no one has ever been able to control fate.

Since Hongyu stepped into this chaotic situation, he never had the luxury of hoping to get out one day, until his appearance Hongyu thought that he was giving himself hope, his resourcefulness, and his affection, so that he could see the hope of rebirth, but at this moment, Hongyu felt that the hard-won hope was getting farther and farther away from her, and the road ahead suddenly became foggy again, and hope was also out of reach.

Leaning lightly on the head of the bed, the red jade at this moment seemed so weak, as if there were thousands of pounds of boulders in her heart that made her breathless. Suddenly, a cold sensation came from his cheeks, and he touched it lightly.

Tears! I can't remember how long I haven't felt so cold, I once thought my heart was dead and my tears were dry. But at this moment, tears still can't stop running down his cheeks, and he inadvertently touches them gently with the tip of his tongue!

The five flavors are mixed, sour, non-astringent, and there is a thick bitterness, but there is no longer the sweetness and happiness that intoxicated me before.

Pimp! How nice it would be if you were here at this time! Ruby is tired, tired!

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Qin State, Xianyang, Lifei Palace.

The night is as cool as water, starry, and the beauty and grace of Concubine Zheng's palace, but here is more elegant, quiet, and soft and warm with people.

Li Ji, who was once a peerless beauty with a beautiful crown, is now staying in Xianyang City like a caged bird.

At this moment, Li Ji is lying on the soft couch on her side, and a cute child is sleeping in the cradle next to her, maybe it is a happy thing in a dream, the corners of the baby's mouth are curled with a lovely arc, although it is not obvious, but the mother and son are connected to the child's comfortable sleep, and she can still feel it clearly.

Autumn is getting stronger and stronger, the Qin country located in the northwest is already a cold wind, fortunately, there is no chill in this palace, looking at the child next to her, she smiled As a mother, she is happy, she has a healthy and lovely child, this is the continuation of her life, her hope for the future, and the crystallization of her lifelong love.

But as a woman, she is unlucky, the country was ruined when she was a teenager, her husband and wife were separated when she was young, and she had almost nothing but this child in front of her.

Since coming to Qin, King Qin has always respected him and loved her very much, and has never forced her to do anything, but what King Qin doesn't know is that this woman already had someone else's child before entering the palace, and this woman made a false promise to King Qin for her child, despite her beauty, her gentleness still made King Qin linger and be intoxicated.

Today, it is Fusu's 16th birthday, King Qin must be staying in Concubine Zheng's Palace today, which makes her heart relax slightly, and the pretense of welcoming her all day makes her exhausted, and she is already on the verge of collapse.

The originally peaceful life was like a sudden thunderstorm, and it has been completely broken.

Assassinating Qin, a crazy decision, this is a counterattack under despair, this is a madness of nine deaths, he said in the letter that this qiē is for the Yan country, and he is willing to make sacrifices for the survival of the country.

But Li Ji knew that if this qiē was only for the country, the wise Jing Ke would never take such a risk, and the only reason for doing so was that he had his fetters in this Weiwei Xianyang, his concern, and his lover who had no regrets until death.

The moment she saw the letter, Li Ji made a decision in her heart, friendship will never live up, and life and death will be the same as you.

For the people of Yan State, Jing Ke is a hero, for Qin State Jing Ke is an enemy, and for the five countries of Kwantung Province, Jing Ke is an unknown dead soldier, but at this moment in Li Ji's heart is a man, a big husband who stands up to the sky, a wife and son, even if there are thousands of dangers and difficulties, all kinds of hardships have to come through, and there is such a confidant in this life Li Ji is satisfied.

In quiet contemplation, Li Ji seemed to have returned to her youth, when her parents were there. She is just a carefree girl, that is, although Jing Ke is shrewd and capable, but he is dissolute and uninhibited, acting freely, often full of jokes, but he doesn't care, but when facing her, Jing Ke, who is reckless on weekdays, seems very wooden, like a doll, but he is hopelessly in love with him, until that day, Qin Jun's ruthless iron horse broke the peace of their lives, and since then they have been separated, one is destined to end the world, the four seas are home, and the other has to face this palace lock bead curtain, Wash your face with tears all day long.

Time is passing silently, the east has been slightly white, in the sweet and painful memories intertwined Li Ji has fallen asleep, but no one notices that Yiren is already tears on the pillow at this time.

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At the beginning of the lanterns, dance with you, and interpret the long feelings.

Two by two, two by two, vow to be longer than the sky!

The sea is dry and rocky to rotten, the earth is also barren, and there is no difference between life and death!

But for Qing to be drunk, only for Qing to be crazy, but the smoke and rain and dust are forgotten.

At this point, what do you want!

I only wish to carry the hand of the son with a white mane.

The years are long, the world is impermanent, the son wants to overthrow his heart, how can he rest his heart?

The rain is long, the prosperity of the past is gone, and the end of the song is scattered!

Hurt and parted, just because the beauty has no return, hope to break the sorrow!

Brush a few strands of green silk to add infinite sadness and even more melancholy.

Looking up to the sky, where do you want to go? Looking forward to each other!

The two depend on each other, the two accompany each other, and they have not waited until the sea is dry and rotten, but they have made a dream of nine nights and clouds to finally die!

Two by two abandon each other, two by two forget, just like a spring dream, Jun is sad