The phoenix crown and the glow of the clouds, the flower candles in the cave room, the only wife in the palace, the scenery of the Mo family is infinite, and the sound of congratulations can also be felt across the palace wall.

In the cave room, he lifted her hijab, his eyes calm.

Suddenly, she remembered the young man in white, who often said that he would protect himself, if it was him, what kind of attitude should he have now, ecstatic, or what?

At least it shouldn't be as calm as it is now.

Thinking about it, his eyes looked at the person in front of him carefully, and he still felt that it was not him, and his fingers clenched, this hateful strangeness.

The person in the wedding robe was a little staggering, probably drinking too much, and sat quietly without saying a word.

"Brother Ziqian." She called him softly.

He suddenly came back to his senses, and there were different emotions in his eyes.

"Hmm." He smiled softly and hugged her in his arms.

"Brother Ziqian, you promised me that the plum blossoms had never been painted." She whispered, not knowing why.

The person above was really stunned, and said: "I was busy that day, I forgot about it, as long as I agreed to do it in the future, Ziqian will definitely do it." ”

"Really?" She spoke sweetly, but somehow, tears kept sliding down her cheeks.

"Hmm." He agreed, his words were gentle, but his eyes did not look at her, as if he remembered something, he walked to the wedding table, took the wine glass, handed her hand, intertwined his hands, and handed over the glass of wine.

Then he took the glass and left, and walked at the table, and drank it to himself, and she was in the candlelight, unhindered, until he lay down and muttered to himself.

She stepped forward and leaned down, thank you for listening, and said softly: "Qingge." ”

Tears are like a flood of dikes that cannot be contained, he is really not the one who loves her, but after three years, he no longer has his place in his heart.

It's just that she is just protecting this kingdom for her brother's change of identity, and as for this person, it is only a matter of time before she can forget.

Since then, she has always kept telling herself that he spoils the concubine alone, it doesn't matter, he is His Majesty, he can spoil whoever he wants, she doesn't care.

He married the daughter of the Yang family as a concubine, and the woman was arrogant and arrogant, and she didn't let anyone look at her, it didn't matter, he was happy, let him let go.

In the same year, the concubine's family was investigated, Zhuang Zhuang was convicted of death, and he gave the concubine a life outside the law, and he never moved her to seal the throne, it didn't matter, it was okay.

He sent a courtship to ask for a woman named Qingge, and she ......

He wished for all that he wanted.

She thought she would forget him.

But after the woman was favored, the palace maid whispered, saw with her own eyes, the fire of jealousy was burning, and wanted her to tear up the woman, but she couldn't, she kept forbearing.

She promised the people in her family that she would protect everything that this brother had bought with his life, yes, but so, she never thought much about it.

It's just that how can the pain in my heart be stopped?

……

When Mama Jiang saw Ziqian go out, she dared to come in cautiously, and saw Leaning on the ground, surrounded by broken teacups, and her eyes were deeper.

"Mother?" Mama Jiang opened her mouth cautiously, but when she saw the wound on her face, she hurriedly stretched out her hand and attached it, her eyes were full of worry, "Niangniang, what's wrong?" ”

"Nothing."

She stood up and wiped her face with her sleeve, her eyes calm.

"Your Majesty?" Mama Jiang couldn't believe that since she served the queen, the emperor had never been angry with her, but today......

"Then send the palace maid back, the palace is lacking, let people prepare things for bathing." He commanded calmly.