Wanjun only wants to see Chunqiu now, he has too much to say to him. Whether it's because of apologies or guilt, but no matter what the reason, he has to make it clear to him face to face.

He was always explaining, but again and again his explanations were unsuccessful, only Chunqiu passively forgave him, but he couldn't do anything.

After talking to Grandpa Wei, he began to panic. Is it Gonggong Wei who gave Daming to renew his life, or Daming who gave Gonggong Wei life. This Wanjun really can't figure it out, and he doesn't want to be clear.

"Spring and autumn, it's snowing all over the sky now, if you can see it, you know how much I miss you!"

With tears in her eyes, Wanjun stood at the door of the Jade Washing Palace and looked at the snowfall in the sky.

"God, you really never thought of letting us go, we're all like this, do you really want us to let you go before you let us go?"

Wanjun hid his face and cried bitterly, now that he thinks about it, maybe his rebirth has already planted the seeds for everything in the future. The people around him left him one by one, what is the difference between the feeling of loneliness and death?

Could it be that his rebirth was a mistake from God's heart? Otherwise, why would God do this to him?

He always said that no one could understand him, thinking that it was all someone else's fault. But Wanjun never thought about how hard a person's life had to be before he dared to fight with the sky.

Heavy snow is always ruthless, ruthless when it comes, ruthless when it goes, and it makes it difficult for lovers in the world to get together.

Wanjun closed the door and walked in, and the wind that came with the closed door blew the flames in the brazier to sway from side to side.

Suddenly, the prince appeared out of nowhere.

"Male concubine, how do you look angry?"

The prince put his hands on the brazier and roasted, and after looking at the traces of the charcoal fire for a while, he turned his head and waited for Wanjun to speak.

"Did the prince come to see my jokes?"

Wanjun asked coldly.

"Male concubine, the situation is really not optimistic this time!"

"It was also your arrangement to come to the emperor in the spring and autumn that day, right?"

"Every time, the little one just wanted to keep Zuo Chunqiu, but unexpectedly he still walked out of that door."

Wang Gonggong was also very helpless, when he learned that the Spring and Autumn Period was taken away by Wei Gonggong, he was both distressed and helpless.

Maybe this is his fate, there should be this catastrophe in his fate, and he can't escape it.

"Princess, why is he so stupid? Why are you so stupid? ”

Wanjun started crying again as she spoke. Now what can he do but shed tears? Every action hurts someone, and every time his heart hurts like a pinprick.

"Male concubine, now is Wei Zhongxian's downhill road, he is old, and his rights have begun to gradually strip away from him, presumably, he will soon completely lose the rights of Daming!"

The prince said fairly and quietly.

"You said that Gonggong Wei really fell, what impact did it have on me?"

Wanjun smiled bitterly and sat down in her chair, looking helplessly at the flames in the brazier.

"Male concubine, if there is no Father-in-law Wei, then the world will be peaceful from now on, you can do whatever you want, and who else dares to stop you?"

Wanjun didn't want to speak, she just wanted to hear what he had to say.

"Besides, Chunqiu is still locked up in the East Factory, and the East Factory is not falling, how can Chunqiu come out?"

The words of the prince pierced Wanjun's heart like a dagger. He saved Chunqiu from coming out, and now there is only one way, which is to bring down Wei Zhongxian.

"Princess, how is this possible? The jury is still out on when Wei Zhongxian will fall, and if you let me cooperate with you now, this is too risky, right? ”

Wanjun was still sober, he knew what the prince meant.

"Male concubine, we have always been in a cooperative relationship, and it has never changed."

The prince stared at Wanjun's eyes for a long time before slowly moving away.

"I know you've been in contact with the man in black, and he once said that you are the only one who can save Daming!"

The prince said calmly. He thought that he had to be willing to cooperate whether he wanted it or not, and many things were not up to him.

"Hahahaha, this is just a sentence, he can also say that you can save Daming!"

Wanjun laughed a few times maniacally, suddenly calmed down, looked at the prince and asked, "What about others?" ”

"Dead!"

Wang Gonggong said.

"He can't even save himself, why do you say that I can save Daming?"

Wanjun couldn't believe what such a madman said, how could he believe it?

From this point of view, this man in black is not a good person, and he also cooperates with the prince in private.

Sure enough, no one in this world can be trusted. Why has he been deceived for so long, and why has he endured this undeserved helplessness?

"Princess, you also know that I am nothing, if Da Ming is gone, it is estimated that I will be the first person to die, do you understand? I'll be the target of everyone's crusade at that time. ”

Wanjun played with the teacup in his hand with some despair, he didn't want to say anything, because his fate would not be much better at all.

The world is so big, there is no place worthy of his nostalgia. Even if it was the Taichang Temple that he couldn't go back to, he didn't want to go back.

He didn't want to go anywhere, he didn't want to see anyone, he just wanted to hide in a corner and die slowly.

The day he died was the day of the Ming Dynasty's demise, and he was once convinced that his thoughts were true.

yes, it's good that no one thinks there's something wrong with his brain, otherwise who would have come to him.

The prince doesn't seem to understand Wanjun, and he doesn't want to understand either. If you can use it simply, why bother to understand a person?

The prince looked at Wanjun fairly and quietly for a long time before he spoke: "The male concubine goes, no, if there is a day, I will protect you, I will protect you!" ”

The sincerity of the prince did not impress Wanjun, he did not speak, and sat quietly in his chair, waiting for the prince to leave here.

However, he did not show that he was tired of the prince, but just waited for him to leave.

How can the prince not understand, where did the former Du Wanjun go, and what about his fighting spirit?

Seeing that Wanjun was in a depressed mood now, the prince retired now. But he won't give up, Wanjun's card will definitely be played well by him.

......

Since returning to the Jade Washing Palace, Wanjun is like a different person, and she gets drunk every day.

Everyone understands the truth of drinking to eliminate sorrows, and people know that drinking alcohol will not make a person feel better, but it can numb a person's heart.

The emperor was particularly worried that he hadn't seen him for a few days, so he came to the Jade Washing Palace to find him.

The eunuch guarding the door wanted to go in to inform him, but was stopped by the emperor.

He didn't want to disturb him too much, so he opened the door and walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, the smell of wine came to my nose, and the next thing that caught my eye was Wanjun drunkenly crawling on the table. He grabbed the flask in one hand and flew freely in the air with the other.

"Wanjun, Wanjun, what's wrong with you?"

The emperor hurriedly walked over, snatched the flask from his hand, and patted him on the back.

Suddenly, Wanjun stood up and hugged the emperor and wept bitterly.

"Wanjun, what's going on, can you tell me about it?"

The emperor asked while patting him on the back.

"I'm so tired, so tired! If I could die, I would die now! ”

Wanjun's tears wet the emperor's clothes, but he still couldn't stop, and the tears continued to flow.

"Wanjun, I know that you have been wronged, and I know that you are very hard. But don't torture yourself like this, I'll be distressed! ”

After all, the emperor still loves Wanjun, no matter what he has done, he still chooses to forgive him. But the emperor is like this, so he doesn't like Wanjun.

This is what you can't get is always the most beautiful, but you don't care about the love that is at your fingertips.

There is no winner in this sad love, Wanjun is not, Spring and Autumn is not, and the emperor is not. Their love was destined to end in tragedy from the beginning.

"Wanjun, don't be too sad, I'm the most pitiful person in the world!"

The emperor smiled coldly and continued: "I have never stopped telling the truth since I was a child, and I never heard it until I met you. But after meeting you, I realized that you are really different. ”

The emperor touched Wanjun's back and said with a smile: "So, I like you, I like you, I like your truth, I like your uniqueness!" ”

Wanjun's tears came again, although he was drunk, he could hear the emperor's words clearly.

"Your Majesty, Wanjun is sorry for you!"

Wanjun knelt on the ground and cried.

"Wanjun, what are you doing here, get up quickly, it's cold on the ground!"

The emperor also knelt on the ground to support Wanjun, but Wanjun just didn't get up.

"Your Majesty, Wanjun is sorry for you, Wanjun is sorry for you!"

Wanjun's cry broke the emperor's heart, he didn't want to see Wanjun sad.

"Wanjun, everything will pass, as long as I am by your side, all the unpleasantness will pass!"

The emperor's words pierced Wanjun's heart again and again.

Is he still human? Why let the emperor bear the pain for him.

"Your Majesty, if there is an afterlife, Wanjun must only love you alone!"

Wanjun hugged the emperor and burst into tears.

"Wanjun, don't use it to live, I can't enjoy it in this life and this life."

The emperor patted Wanjun on the back so that he could cry more smoothly.

"Wanjun, whether you love me or not, I said I would protect you for the rest of your life. If you cry, I want to cry, and I laugh with you. This world is actually very strange, because of you, my joys, sorrows and sorrows are so meaningful! ”

The emperor said and tears flowed out? But the emperor will not be as unproductive as Wanjun and cry so much.

In life, what a blessing it is to be able to truly like someone. What else could he ask for? This kind of love is enough for a person to protect for a lifetime.

"Wanjun, you're so tired, really tired, and you're carrying too many things! Do you know that I don't want to take back the rights of the Ming Dynasty? It's just that I know it's better to go with the flow. If Da Ming really wants to die, he will die, but I am not in vain in life! ”

The emperor's words were so tear-jerking and warm, and Wanjun seemed to think that the emperor was right. But he can't do it, if he can be as calm as the emperor, it would be great.

"Your Majesty, Wanjun can't let go, some things should be put down, but some things should be remembered for the rest of your life!"