Seventy-two Deceased
Although he said that he didn't hate, it was impossible to reconcile as before.
He knew it in his heart, but he still couldn't stop sighing.
The fireworks ceased at night, and the surroundings were calm again.
"The concubine retired."
"Okay." The expression in her eyes was extremely calm, and this time she was not disappointed by her too much loss.
"Ruoxue." Looking at the decisive back in front of him, he still couldn't help but speak.
The man came back to his senses with some confusion.
"In this life, I can't live with you."
The arrogant back gradually faded away, and the light in his eyes faded little by little.
"That's it, we will never come again in the next life, but may you be well with that man."
shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he always stood there and refused to leave at will.
An emperor has only one love word, but he is so humble, and there are many bitter lovers in the world.
Feeling the cool evening breeze, he slowly closed his eyes and counted all the emotions in his eyes.
Looking up at the quiet sky in front of him, he couldn't calm down for a long time.
The exhaustion on the ground became more and more serious, and the scene in front of him couldn't help but shake a little.
"Your Majesty, it's cold at night, you might as well go back to Jinluan Hall to rest first, the noble concubine will understand your mind sooner or later."
"It's fine." The voice was hoarse and tired.
The day has finally come.
At the same time, the Fengxi Palace was in a hurry.
Xi Ran, for some reason, suddenly recurred, and at the moment he was a little weak and lying on the bed looking unconscious.
Looking at the girl in front of her with a white face as white as paper, Xi Yuan pulled the quilt in her hand into her arms.
I don't know why my heart has been beating inexplicably tonight, and I am uneasy.
"Ye Xin, what's going on with the emperor."
"Back to the queen, the emperor and Concubine Hui said a few words by the lake tonight, and then went back to the Jinluan Palace."
"It's probably over now."
He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and was about to get up and go back to his house, but was stopped by the little eunuch who was in a hurry.
The little eunuch trembled with pain, as if he knew something terrible.
She had always hated people who were not steady enough in front of her, and she frowned in displeasure at the moment.
"What's making you so flustered, you don't have the slightest sense of proportion."
"Back to the queen's mother, the emperor-" I couldn't help choking up when I said this.
"What's wrong with the emperor." The anxiety just now is gone, and it turns into a group of anxiety.
"Your Majesty, he-"
"It's dead."
"What?"
The body couldn't help but fall backwards, if it wasn't for the maid beside him, I am afraid that he would have collapsed directly to the ground.
There seemed to be a flash of thunder in front of her, smashing her dizzy.
"Impossible, impossible."
"Yesterday he came to this palace and it was fine." The words trembled uncontrollably.
"Definitely, it must be your little eunuch talking nonsense."
The little eunuch knelt low, and he was also choked up for a while.
At the same time, the death knell bell also rang with the trend, as if to confirm the words of the little eunuch.
Unable to hold back any longer, she collapsed to the ground and hid her face and sobbed.
When the moon is in the sky, tonight is destined to be sleepless.
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Hui Ruxue was stunned to see such a peaceful person on the collapse, and she didn't know how to react for a while.
I hadn't looked at him for a long time, and then I realized that he had a pale face at some point.
Where is there still half a point of the spirit of the year.
He lay quietly, as peacefully as if he were asleep, but could no longer utter the words that disgusted her.
"Now that even you are gone, I am the only one left between the three of them." said with some trembling, but unconsciously two lines of tears.
"It's okay to go, it's okay to go, don't be entangled with me in this red dust."
A hint of self-deprecation appeared on his face, as if to celebrate his liberation.
On the side, Su Jili accompanied her silently without saying a word.
This belongs to his father, and she saw the end for him.
She was stunned for a long time, but her eyes still couldn't help but redden, and she didn't say a word for a long time.
"In the next life, don't be this emperor again, and don't meet me again."
The indifference and loneliness in his voice were no longer there, but endless exhaustion.
The story of the three people is now gone, and she is alone with all this greed and resentment.
"The queen mother has arrived-" looked at Hui Ruxue Xiyuan on the side and was stunned, but she didn't care about anything else, and staggered to the emperor, crying.
"Aunt Hui-" The person in front of her still hadn't come back to her senses, and she couldn't help but speak.
"Let's go back." Pulling her eyes away from the collapse, she helped her slowly walk back.
The bell of the death knell rang for a long time.
The Jiangnan waterscape by the lake can't help but be quite ironic at this moment, just after the grand hustle and bustle is gone, it has turned into a lonely and desolate, like a moment of fireworks, a flash in the pan.
She looked at the green willows on the palace wall that had trapped her for decades, and her heart was extremely desolate, and she didn't realize that she had burst into tears.
If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.
Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.
Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain did not complain.
How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day.
This good year and the joy of the past have finally returned to time, drowning in the depths of the palace gate.
I have no worries in my heart, and I don't realize that a few days have passed. The new emperor ascended the throne, and Che finally returned to calm.
Su Li's party also planned to leave.
In the Qiliang Palace, the person in front of him was still dressed quietly, no different from when she first saw her.
Copying Buddhist scriptures by hand, his face is still indifferent and worldly.
Seeing her coming, she slowly put down the pen in her hand and said softly, "You're here." ”
glanced at Su Jisheng beside him again, not knowing what he was thinking.
"What is Aunt Hui going to do next?"
Picking up the tea cup in his hand, he felt a trace of heat lingering on the tip of his nose.
"Let's talk about it."
"Before leaving, the emperor once instructed his ministers, saying that the concubine Niangniang can leave the palace on her own, and she doesn't have to stay in this deep palace for a lifetime, and she knows it for a lifetime." He spoke very calmly, as the emperor had confessed to him that day.
Hui Ruxue was stunned, but she didn't expect that everyone was dead, but she still remembered her.
He knew her, and knew that she didn't want to stay in this deep palace.
"That's it." After a long time, she put down the tea cup in her hand and spoke slowly.
She has nothing to rely on now, and where she goes is not the same.
When she was young, she longed for the prosperity and liveliness outside, but now that she is old, the old people around her have gone one after another, and she just wants to find a secluded place.
"I'm too old to break in."
The voice was tired.
So he copied the Buddhist scriptures here, and when the time came, he went with the two of them."
Su Zhenli opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say anything more.
She respects her choice, and she is too busy to take care of herself now.
"In the future, you can come to see me often when you have time, so you don't have to worry about it." As if she had seen through what she was thinking, Hui Ruxue said very calmly.
"I heard that the queen hanged herself?"
"Well, the queen mother has a deep love affair with the plaice in the square, and it will eventually disappear."
Su Zhensheng spoke without being salty.
"There is still one person in this world who treats him sincerely."
Late spring has arrived, quietly ushering in the middle of summer. The dumb begonias are gradually declining, and the water lilies in the pond are quietly blooming.
This is the end of an old past.
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