The Luan Palace in the distance is illuminated by the clouds, which looks peaceful, noble, and cloudy.

Walking into the palace gate, Yu Jin felt strange, and walked quickly towards the Weaving Cloud Palace, throwing all kinds of inquiring eyes along the way, and panicked, Sister A suddenly summoned herself, and it was her personal palace e, it seems that something really happened.

Thinking that the recent rumors in the heavenly realm are afraid to be true, her brother-in-law is really going to take her sister's throne and establish herself as the emperor, she doesn't believe it, there is a way that there is no wind and no waves, and she has to believe that the brother-in-law who is respected by her will really do this.

When she walked to the door of the hall, the door was closed, and there was the sound of broken porcelain inside, and the voices of my sister and brother-in-law came, and she went to the side hall with interest.

"Changrong, I misjudged you, all these years, you are a wolf! White-eyed wolf! Yu Qian was out of breath, propping himself on the edge of the table and panting.

Changrong glanced down at the tea cup thrown in front of his feet and said nothing.

"After all these years, I have made the wrong payment." Yu Qian sat on the chair and said weakly.

Silent silence, silent coldness, a touch of pity in Changrong's eyes was fleeting, his hands were clenched tightly, and his palms were already deeply fingerprinted.

Yu Qian saw that he had been silent, and laughed at himself, "You are too lazy to talk to me now, it can be seen that you have never loved me, Changrong, you don't love me, why do you want to provoke me!" ”

This world is prosperous, the two of them have been entangled in love and hate over the years, who has loved whom, who has borne whom, probably because I love you deeply, and you bear me. At the end of the day, I'm the only one who gets serious.

Changrong, I don't hate you, I hate myself......

"Ah Qian, I'm sorry......" Changrong raised his eyes and said softly.

"I'm sorry, haha, I'm sorry," a line of tears flowed down his eyes, and Yu Qian looked at Changrong sadly, "Is there only sorry?" Changrong, I have been your wife for 100,000 years!! 100,000 years, and now you're saying to me, I'm sorry??" Yu Qian was crazy, regardless of the long flow of tears, and said, "Over the years, have I ever been sorry for you?"

"No, I didn't."

"Have I ever failed you?"

"No, I didn't."

"Have you ever been wronged for the sake of others?"

"No, I didn't."

"Yes, never, never, and you, sorry for me! Lose me! Wronged me! Yu Jin wiped his tears and said, "Changrong, I really don't hate you, I will give you everything you want, I only have three requirements." ”

Changrong was silent for a while, and said, "Ah Qian, you say, I will definitely honor it." ”

Yu Qian choked up and said, "First, I want you to protect my dragon clan, and don't harm them because of me." ”

"Okay, I promise you."

"Second, I want you to promise that no matter what happens in the future, you will not kill Ben Xi and Ah Jin. I want them to be carefree for the rest of their lives! ”

"Ah Qian, this analysis is your and my child, how can I ......?"

Yu Qian interrupted him and said, "Do you agree!" ”

"Okay, I promise." Changrong said in a sullen voice, "I promise that they will have no worries for the rest of their lives." Ah Qian, what about the third? ”

"Third," Yu Qian paused, looked at Changrong, and said softly, "Third, I want you to divorce your wife!" I have nothing to do with you from now on, and I don't want to have anything to do with you......"

"What?" Changrong's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "You are my wife, and I will be my Changrong's wife for the rest of my life, if I am the king of heaven, you will be the queen of heaven!" Changrong looked at Yu Qian's face resolutely, his tone softened, and he said half-coaxingly, "Ah Qian, don't mess around, the two of us worshipped heaven and earth, swore to heaven and earth, and never gave up." ”

Yu Qian shook his head slightly, "Changrong, don't you understand?" I'm tired, I don't want to, I really don't want to. ”

"Ah Qian, don't, you said that you want to be a couple for the rest of your life, if the two of us are reconciled, what will Ben Xi think?"

Yu Qian glanced at him deeply, closed his eyes, sighed, opened his eyes and said, "Changrong, if you ever have a trace of love for me, fulfill me." ”

Yu Qian propped up the desk and said, "The abdication edict is placed here, I hope that one will be goodbye and two wide, and everyone will be fine." Treasure! ”

One step, two steps...... Changrong watched her walk out, looking around in a daze, the hall was empty, and he was the only one.

He still remembered that she was wearing a bright red wedding dress, supporting the maidservant, covering her head, and stepping ...... One-step...... Walking towards him, he said shallowly, "Xianggong." ”

Today, she is still wearing a red dress, supporting the maidservant, with tears in her eyes, and she ...... step One-step...... Passing by him, he said coldly, "Cherish!" ”

At this moment, Changrong felt that he had lost something that was particularly important to him, and he could never get it back, he fell to the ground, his eyes were blank, "Tick!" "A drop of water hit the ground, and it was so clear in this empty temple.

I don't know how long it took, but the door of the main hall was pushed open, and a blinding light hit him.

He was helped up and sat on a high seat, and the man opened the abdication edict and happily told himself that the great cause of the Feng clan had finally been realized.

He raised his eyes, Duhuo was holding the edict, and congratulated him with a smile.

But instead of the joy he imagined, his heart ached.

Pressed the corner of his forehead, only then did he wake up a little, his voice was slightly hoarse, and asked, "What about Ah Qian?" ”

Duhuo put away the edict, put it in the box and said, "Yu Qianshangshen packed up his things and left with Yu Jinshangshen before noon. ”

"Yes......" She ruthlessly refused to give him any chance to redeem it...... She must have hated him so much.

Duhuo saw that his expression was gloomy, his eyes were slightly red, and he asked suspiciously, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" ”

"No, hehe, the great cause of the Feng clan is finally completed, I am happy, happy......" Changrong stared at the door fixedly, no one would bring him lotus seed porridge anymore, and no one was shy to call him a father-in-law, he lost her.

"You go down first, I want to rest for a while, rest for a while." Changrong slowly closed his eyes, vague.

He had a dream in which Yu Qian, dressed in a light blue dress, came to him and happily shared the lotus seed cake he had made.

A turn in a dream......

On the day of her birthday, many sons of the immortal family came to make her birthday, so it was not lively, their shots were naturally very generous, and he hid in the dark alone, not daring to step forward.

She is inviolable to herself as the emperor. She found herself, and quietly pulled herself into the garden, saying that she never cared about the gifts, but about his.

He hesitated to take out the flute, and the melodious sound of the flute fluttered, and she looked intoxicated.

The flute opens his heart, containing his thoughts about her and the resentment he can't get.

There was a pause.

She opened her mouth and asked him, "Brother Changrong, what is this song called?" ”

He told her that the song was called "Sauvignon Blanc" and that he had learned it from mortal dust.

"Then can you play the flute for me every day in the future?"

"Those boys are much taller than me in music theory."

"I just like Sauvignon Blanc."

The picture turned, she was sitting on the bed in a bright red wedding dress, he gently lifted the hijab, he was so happy for the first time, and finally married her.

Later, they had a child, and the case was raised with eyebrows, Qin Se and Ming, which became a good story.

Dreaming, thinking, a line of tears flowed silently......

"Smack."

Changrong woke up and sat up, silently tried the tears from the corners of his eyes, and muttered to himself, "Are you punishing me like this?" ”

Changrong looked around blankly,

Without her shadow......

He picked up the scroll that had fallen to the ground, a painting: the man in the painting was shallow and smiling, his eyes were narrow, half-leaning on the couch, holding a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand.

That dream is as ...... as reality

This painting tells him that he really lost her.