The people on the cliff were so indifferent, and their charming hearts sank little by little.

She always thought that love was a test, as long as she worked hard, a little harder, she could get a satisfactory result, but then she learned that almost everything in this world can be obtained through hard work.

Even now, she still can't forget the first time she saw her, she walked onto the stage, wearing a peony red water-sleeved dress swaying in the air with her two slender thighs.

Gradually, she walked onto the stage, and the moment she turned, she felt a burning gaze look at her. She looked up, and the young Bihuang Emperor smiled gently at her.

Her heart was like a deer that had fallen into disorientation, "plopping" and "plopping".

What a pure gaze that was, and this smoky miasma of the Moon Tower couldn't hide his elegance.

She stood there silently, forgetting to dance, and the short and eternal gaze allowed the seeds of love to be planted deep in the soil of her heart.

Outside the Moon Building, fireflies filled the sky, willows fluttered, and the young man under the tree looked back and smiled, and the picture seemed to be frozen into eternity.

When she turned her head again, the boy was gone.

Seeing each other again, the evening breeze blew her hair up, and the little light of the fireflies was quiet but bright.

The scene is still the same scene, the person looks like that person, but the young man has become a handsome and noble man today.

In the group, he looked at her alone. Her heart was beating with his gaze again, and she wasn't sure if she had met the "rainbow" in her father's mouth.

She saw that he was walking towards her step by step, and the rumored indifferent and ruthless him actually raised an innocent and sincere smile on the corner of his mouth, and at this moment, his smile was so pure that it seemed to overlap with the figure of the young man......

"The people's girls participate in the Hou Ye." She heard herself say that her voice was slightly coquettish when she sang in Fenyuelou all the year round, and her body was a strong rouge that everyone would not have.

The first time she was annoyed that she had applied too much rouge, and the first time she regretted that the clothes she wore were too indecent.

Then she heard him say:

"I'm back, Grace, would you like to marry me and be my wife."

Fireflies flicked on their chests, and their eyes seemed to be blurred, as if they had seen an unbelievable scene.

She didn't know how long she had been stunned, until a warm embrace hugged her tightly, and a cold voice sounded above her head, that she suddenly realized that it was not a dream.

He said he married her.

A marquis begged to marry a woman in the moon tower and be the prince's wife.

How could she not have imagined that one day she could stand by his side, even as a maid, if she could see him every once in a while, she would wake up laughing when she slept.

But she didn't expect that she would have the opportunity to become his pillow person.

She didn't react until she was held tightly by him on the fiery red wedding hall, and she really became her wife.

The hands that were tightly intertwined seemed to tie up a lifelong attachment.

She can't forget the humility of his hand on his chest on the wedding night, telling her, my heart beats for you, from the first time I saw you, I knew I couldn't escape your palm, you are the whole meaning of my life. Please give me a chance to protect you in the open, I want to be your knight in the dark, and I also want to be your guardian in the light, Xiaozi, please give me a chance.

At that time, she knew who the person she followed silently behind every night walk.

She couldn't forget his vows on the wedding night, that night in the moonlight, she didn't know that happiness was so intoxicating.

I can't forget the palace hall, the blatant preference he gave, and the blushing and heart-pounding pampering.

I can't forget the thrush smile on the moon evening window, and he whispered in her ear that he wanted a child that belonged to them.

She asked him if he liked boys or girls.

He was silent for a moment, and said, "I like girls, but I think it's better to have a boy, and just one."

She asked why.

He said that girls will compete with you for favor, boys can protect you, I just want to spoil you alone, so I want boys more. And it's hard to have a baby, and I'm not willing to let you suffer a second sin.

He liked children very much, but she didn't dare to tell him that she couldn't conceive them.

She is the underworld, and it is difficult for cross-racial love to have results.

In order to conceive a child, she ate a lot of herbs in the world, and various earthy methods in the world, such as reciting more scriptures, releasing more merits, and asking for blessings and help from Buddhas and Bodhisattvas...... The gourd means many children, they also hung the gourd at the head of the bed, wrapped a few nails with red paper at the bottom of the bed, the meaning of adding ding, and put a new "shovel" under the bed, which means giving birth.

He had never believed in these things, and he did them in order to have a child.

She had quietly returned to the underworld to seek a child, but was kidnapped by kidnappers on the way back. Vicious kidnappers are nothing to her.

She originally wanted to wait until the people outside were almost finished fighting and then use vampire to kill them all, which was just to verify whether the child-seeking technique was useful.

I didn't expect him to come.

She couldn't forget that he nervously pulled the curtain, and the next second he hugged her tightly and violently into his burning embrace, almost breaking her flesh and bones violently, and the familiar faint fragrance came, making her heart instantly soft.

She heard his flustered heartbeat, plopping as if it were about to break his heart and jump out of his chest.

She was thinking about what reason she could use to cover up her sneaking out, when she heard him say in a nervous and panicked voice

"Graceful." He said that one of the few called her full name.

Like a small animal that has finally found its owner, vicious and pitiful hugging his wife who has escaped.

"You're going to scare me to death, do you know, what can I do if something happens to you, what should I do......"

He hugged her fiercely, tightly folded his arms and whispered hoarsely, as if he was not holding his wife who had secretly run out of the house, but a lost baby.

She felt a chill around her neck, and her skin became slippery when she touched it.

"You ......"

She threw her shoulders over him to check, but he held him tightly and couldn't move.

"Are you hurt? Husband, I'm fine, I haven't gone out, they haven't hurt me. Let me see if you're hurt, the wound on your neck is not a trivial matter. She shouted eagerly.

But he just wouldn't let go, waited for a while before shaking his head and didn't speak.

She heard sobbing.

"Husband, you ...... Are you crying? ”

She asked incredulously.

Didn't get an answer from him.

She felt that her heart was about to be warmed by this man, a man who was willing to cry for himself, there were not so many in her life.

"I'm here, don't cry, okay, I know it's wrong, there's no next time, okay." She wanted to coax him like a child, her heart was sweet, and she was happier than being coaxed.

Tears poured down, for a moment, all were silent, and nothing was more than a hug.

"Why did you sneak out?"

He hugged her, and the voice came from behind his ears.

She had already thought of the reason for the explanation, and replied: "I got a home remedy that I need to come here to ask for, but I can only come to the woman alone to get it, so I ......"

He said, "So you come alone to such a barren place?" What if you can't get a child, what if you still put yourself in, what should I do! I don't want it, I don't want children, I just want you to be well, let's adopt a child, we don't want it. ”

He even said, I don't want children anymore.

She knew at that moment that she had been planted in the hands of this man in her life.

He was so good, everything about him that she could not forget, and was reluctant to forget.

……

Afterward...... There was no later ......

He died in the war, and she ran to the battlefield alone to find his body, peeling off the stumps and severed arms one by one, identifying his bloody face one by one, and finally gathering his body in three places not far away.

She cried and fainted again and again, and sat in the pile of corpses with his head in her arms for three days and three nights. It rained heavily in those days.

After his death, she found out she was pregnant.

The child he had been looking forward to for so long came at this time. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

It was because of this child that she dispelled the idea of suicide a little. Running day and night, searching tirelessly, crying in despair, this child was silently with her when she was most lonely, just like her father.

She was reluctant to die.

When I saw him again, it was a sunny day.

He descended from the sky like a god, surrounded by auspicious light and protecting her body, stabbing her eyes.

"Husband!" She shouted.

His smile was still so gentle, only this time it wasn't for her.

It's to another woman.

On his side, accompanied by a fairy-like person, the beauty is peerless, and the country is captivating. The woman is about seventeen years old, tall and tall, plump, elegant in words and deeds, black hair like lacquer, skin like jade, beautiful eyes, a smile between revealing an indescribable charm, Emei is like a thin moon, teeth are like rhinoceros, eyes are like autumn waves, double pupils cut water, graceful as clear, thousands of thoughts hidden in the middle, bright and moving.

Like a budding begonia flower, beautiful but not delicate, glamorous but not vulgar, charming, incomparable.

The poem is well written, smiling like her, noble and elegant like her, pure and empty like her, graceful and refined like her, gentle like her, beautiful and beautiful like her, true and pure like her. Probably this immortal.

The two of them stand together, but they are a real match.

Her first thought turned out to be like this.

Look at herself again, there is no decoration on her head, her long hair is messy and scattered over her shoulders, and she is wearing the simplest and loosest white clothes, which makes her proud figure gone, and her waist is as big as a bucket.

She is now a yellow-faced woman completely, and her temples are wet with sweat, and she must look very embarrassed.

How can it be compared with the immortals?

Tianxian gently held his arm, and looked at her with pity on her belly for five months. He pulled the beloved beside him, and gently patted the back of Tianxian's hand with his palm, and Tianxian nodded and smiled trustingly, it was the smile of the victor.

She felt the world around her freeze, her heart seemed to be pressed by an invisible boulder, her mouth trembled, and her mind went blank.

She tried to lie to herself that it could be his sister or sister, but her eyes told her that it couldn't be.

She had seen that affectionate look countless times, once only to her, but now to another woman.

"Husband......

She heard her own trembling voice, so humble, so desperate, more desperate than finding his body on the battlefield.

She couldn't calm herself, and her heart swelled with a hot air current that was about to swell in her uncalming emotions.

He finally looked at her squarely, and the words he said were so hurtful.

"Graceful, I'm not your husband."

His eyes were so indifferent, like looking at an enemy who killed his father.

The icy cold wind seemed to cut her skin, and she stood up with her stomach caressed, and no one else noticed that her two trembling bent legs were almost unsteady on her feet, like dry branches that could not help the wind.

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