"The names of the harem women who don't need to be remembered in these history books, the queen actually remembers them so clearly." The heart master seemed to be smiling too much, "Even so, you shouldn't forget that you have three major sins." ”

After a pause, a sneer burst out of his heart: "...... If you are like this, what qualifications do you have to be his wife? ”

"Eight sedan chairs, the whole world celebrates, if I am not his rightful wife...... Imperial Princess, are you? ”

Cheng Ying raised her eyebrows and did not show weakness. But the fingertips hidden in the cloth shirt clenched.

It turned white.

She also has her own regrets and unbearable to look back, but this is all between her and him, and it is not the turn of the second woman.

Although the twelve-year-old Shaohua is a cardamom childish, he has love in the world, and he has quietly taken root.

"From the seventh to the ninth year of the Apocalypse, in the years after the failure of the reform, the people's livelihood withered and the mountains and rivers were broken, the right minister Zhao Yinquan leaned into the government and the opposition, and His Majesty sank into endless pain and frustration, and could only seek a little comfort from the drunken gold fan. But the queen, as the emperor's wife, did not fulfill the duty of persuasion, but also sang and danced with him, there were frozen bones on the road, and the imperial palace never sleeped, causing him to be scolded by the people and was called a faint king by the secretary of history. ”

Approaching Cheng Yingyu step by step, the green shirt and robe no longer have half of the Buddha's front of the light, as if a karmic fire was ignited, burning the woman's eyes red.

Cheng Yingbu was silent, did not refute, did not flinch, just looked directly at his heart, his eyes were heavy.

Spring Breeze Bureau.

The twelve-year-old doesn't understand the wind and rain, she only knows the wealth of the world, and he holds it in front of him.

He laughed, she laughed. That's all.

She remembered asking a palace person what "there are frozen bones on the road" meant, and then the next day, the palace person never appeared in the imperial palace again, only a faint smell of blood lingered.

Flowers don't need to know that.

He smiled, as calmly and gently as ever. So she laughed too, even if there was hell ahead, she clapped her little hands and rejoiced.

Catching the change in Cheng Ying's expression, his face was proud, and he became more and more angry, and he shook the dust and pointed at the tip of the woman's nose and shouted angrily.

"Losing the responsibility of the queen's advice is one of its crimes!"

Cheng Ying took a deep breath and said lightly: "This palace ...... Recognize. ”

"You still have the face to call yourself Hongu? Where is the guilty worthy to be his wife? His face suddenly became gloomy, and he reprimanded indignantly, "After the ninth year of the Apocalypse, Your Majesty's body will not be good. And you, the queen, are still fighting grass and flowers all day long, swimming in the lake and horses, but one day you have exhausted the decoction and are booed by the cold and asked for warmth? No, not a moment, not a moment! And even what were you doing in his last days? I am playing with sencha in a hurry! ”

The questioning was categorical, and the words were like knives, piercing the tip of Cheng Ying's heart, making her unstable for a moment.

“…… Recognize. ”

She gave an answer, how to deny it, she herself did not spare her stupidity.

Queen Mother, Your Majesty is busy with the folds, I am afraid that I will not have time to see the mother.

What she had heard countless times was such a sentence, which prevented her from leaving the dormitory.

And what is the bad smell that permeates the sky?

She caught a glimpse of the smoky medicine stove under the golden eaves, and her little head was full of puzzlement.

Be...... Your Majesty's recent new tea, bitter tea!

She pinched her nose and frowned, so she wanted to learn sencha for him, the same bitter tea that smelled bad.

At that time, he would definitely not be busy with "criticizing the folds" anymore, and he would definitely see her, smiling pale and gentle.

Flower!

"The responsibility of neglecting to be a wife and a servant is the second sin!" stared at Cheng Ying's red eyes, and scolded Cheng Ying in a crazy rage.

"This one, this palace also recognizes." Cheng Yingyu deserves to be decisive, but has no regrets.

"And you, as the last queen of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, but after the death of the country, you enjoyed the peace of the new dynasty! You keep saying it's his wife, but what have you done for him! His death was indirectly caused by Zhao Yin, but are you kneeling down to the latter! Gritting his teeth, he shouted, "Xue Gaoyan is still a member of the party in the south, even if it is a praying mantis!" You Cheng Ying, you are worthy of being the mother of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and your three sins! ”

With a red face and red ears, and its eyes were about to pop out, it stroked its chest and gasped heavily, before it trembled its pale face and spit out the last sentence.

"What qualifications do you have to call him his wife! What qualifications are there to be buried with him in a hundred years! ”

Loud and sound.

Jixiangpu fell into a moment of dead silence.

The whistling spring breeze blows, teaching people's hearts to be cold.

The sunlight fell into Cheng Ying's eyes, shaking, Nan Ke's dream was empty, she seemed to see him coming in the willows again, wearing a bright yellow shirt, full of the gentleness of April.

Hell, I go alone, and the flowers are not allowed to come.

He beckoned to her from afar, and said this to her.

It's been four years, and the place of eternal night doesn't matter how old he is, but he is in her heart, and the ink hair is drifting with snow.

Cheng Ying was confused, just like when she dragged a long phoenix robe into the imperial palace, he raised the red hijab.

She saw him.

And all the iniquities and joys of a lifetime arose from this.

"Imperial Concubine, you are wrong. He will be the first husband in my life, and I will always be happy that it is I who will accompany him in his last days. ”

Cheng Yingyu stretched out her hand to the sunlight outside the window, brilliant, vivid, and innocent.

It fell all over her palm.

"Hell, I'm not going. For I will take my sin with him, along with his helplessness and pain, towards the light. ”

Cheng Ying smiled.

Is it dark and cold in the eternal night, there will be no her in hell?

There will also be a certain day when there will be no him.

Redemption, and April on earth, she will bring.

……

"Hell, I go alone, and the flowers are not allowed to follow."

"The flowers are obedient. Therefore, Your Majesty must also be obedient. ”

……