So later, she lay down under the peach blossom tree and drank, drinking alone is always unpleasant, because it is easy to be sad, the past is heavy, and the brocade book must be difficult to trust.

As the sky grew darker, countless fireworks rose above the palace, and those fireworks exploded in the snowflakes, and the sky was full of flowers, blooming all over the sky, lighting up the dark sky.

It's like a load of flowers.

At this time of the year, according to the previous habit, Zhan Yu will let people prepare a lot of such fireworks, and when they explode in the sky, they will be able to bloom countless flowers, and he will always squint when he stands under the sky and squints at the chaotic flowers.

I'm afraid that there will be bitter tears.

Autumn Yinong slept under the plum tree, naturally missed the beautiful scenery, I don't know that after so many years, the person still remembers her preferences, will put a sky of flowers at this time.

It's just that at that time, she couldn't see through the flowers in the sky, but it was just a passing cloud, and the wind blew away, and now, it was Zhan Yu who couldn't see through it.

In fact, everything has passed, and all the good things are just passing clouds and have been scattered by him, so it is impossible to come back.

Everything in the palace was lonely, and when the man came to this Penglai Pavilion, he saw this situation.

The woman in white plain clothes leaned under the plum tree, the long wide coat was spread out, the dark patterns of the begonia flowers on it were delicate and luxurious, and the red plum blossoms fell on it, she held a jar of wine in her arms, drank a lot, and the aroma of wine still lingered in the air.

She slept peacefully, not caring at all about the snow and falling flowers, if no one found out, when she woke up in the morning, her whole body would be frozen.

"Why does Lord Qiu sleep here?" Li De was very distressed and wanted to go over to wake her up, but was stopped by the emperor with his hand.

The man stood there, the sky and the earth were vast, he was dressed in black and killed in the cold wind, and the silent silhouette was even more cold and cold, looking at the woman lying under the plum tree steadily, looking at her with a smile on her red lips in her sleep, as if she had dreamed of something that made her feel happy.

It was a good dream.

Time is passing, he seems to have returned to many years ago, the girl Zhao Zishi always likes to lie under the plum tree to drink, she is like a little gluttonous cat, she doesn't like so many delicious things in the palace, so she likes to drink.

So as time went on, her alcohol consumption got better and better.

It's just that if you drink too much, you'll still get drunk.

She fell drunk under the plum tree many times, and every time she got drunk, she began to cheat, no matter how much the palace people persuaded her, she could not let her go back to the house to sleep, and always had to wait for him to come back and carry her back, so that she was willing to sleep in peace.

And each time, he took her back and couldn't leave.

Because even if she was asleep, she would wrap around him like an octopus, making it difficult for him to get out.

At that time, I felt that she was willful, but her heart would always become very soft, in the end, he was too busy to spend time with her, so she felt lonely and lonely, and the number of times she drank alcohol increased.

In fact, he knew the sorrow in her heart, she was a princess of the dead country, how painful her heart was, although he couldn't empathize, but he could also support it.

She didn't want to be sad in front of him, and always smiled brightest, just because she didn't want to burden his heart.