In the white curtain, a white dress dances in the wind. Flying snow, not snow; Flying flowers, not flowers.

"Bu Hua Tingxi beauties,

Cheng Jun is accompanied by grace for a long time.

Determined to conquer and break in all directions.

Ordered by Tianxi to live forever. ”

The song of the palace has never been forgotten, and the king of the palace has not seen the true face. is only dressed in a gorgeous costume, with a crown and jade, which seems to be no different. Indeed, it was unrecognizable, and only bones remained. The reign of Qin Shi Huang no longer existed, and his son Hu Hai became the second emperor.

"Xin is the half-brother of the First Emperor, and he is a minister raised by the First Emperor. This body only belongs to the first emperor, and Biluo Huangquan is with him. "The prince of Chu, who was born in the Qin Palace, wore the clothes of the Chu Jun and the seal of the Qin ministers, and walked into the depths of the underground palace.

"You're the person I hate the most! I want to support you when I'm alive, and I don't want to see you again when I'm dead! Don't lie in my dungeon, get out of here! "The First Emperor, suspended in the air, wearing only a white undergarment, seemed to be very dissatisfied with the arrival of his heart.

Relatively, looking at each other, yin and yang are separated, and their faces do not change.

"Politics...... The first emperor ...... "Chu Jun bent down and saluted the emperor." The emperor was displeased and pulled Chu Jun to his side: "You are my younger brother, born to the same mother, and you are not qualified to be a minister." Brothers are commensurate. ”

"The heart is born as a Chu person, and the body is a Qin minister."

"Is it because I raised you to such a big age, you can't even respect me as a brother!" So, the most annoying thing is you! It's not cute at all!

The heart stopped talking, and went to the side hall to find a set of regular clothes, and put them on. Zheng also said no more, and let his heart clothe him. The silent underground palace is no different from the one before death, but the people are ancient. When Xin Weizheng tied the last belt, a white light appeared on Zheng's right hand, and the burial terracotta figurines began to move.

Many years later, a shepherd boy was proclaimed the king of Chu, and his posture of pouring the country upset the hearts of his courtiers. Later, Qin was overthrown, King Huai of Chu was assassinated, and the overlord of Western Chu killed himself. All the kings and ministers of the family and country related to him no longer exist, and only a few strokes of descendants remain, and the truth is unknown.

"Princess, where are we going?"

Ji changed out of the red Chu clothes, wore a casual dress, waist-length long hair casually draped, and a silver ear stud inlaid with gems was sandwiched in his left ear, and the word "heart" of the same color was faintly visible in the gem, glowing with cold light.

Zhao Xin'er didn't speak, just looked at Ji's face, as if she was thinking about something. After a while, Zhao Xin'er brought some bottles and cans, brushes and sponges and other items, and after brushing and painting them on his face, he smiled.

"Princess?" The lord smiled, it was beautiful. This is the reason why the king of Chu is called a beauty in "Chu Ci".

But the scattered grass and trees, the twilight of the fear of beauty (Qu Yuan, "Lisao").

Chu Zhijun is a beauty! It's just that the fate is not good, and the beauty is twilight, like withered grass and trees, and so is the overlord of Western Chu.

"Yu, am I good-looking? I like feathers very much, and I've always been ......."

"Heart...... My ......"

Beauty is in the arms, and heroes are in love. The beauty in the arms is the heart. The shepherd boy is also the lord of the family.

"Yu, I don't want to fight, I don't want to die......"

"Is it okay for you to give you the Zen seat?"

"I just want to be with Yu......"

The red-clothed military general walked out of the palace of the king of Chu and went to the military camp outside the city, without looking back or speaking.

Deserted...... Don't let me die...... Well, even if it's dead, it doesn't matter......

That night, Chu Huai Wang Xin was assassinated, and the last person he saw before his death was named Xiang Yu, and the first person to be by his side after his death was also Xiang Yu.

Failed to protect him......

In a moment's anger, he was killed......

Why didn't you stay with him......

"Yu, I don't want to die......"

"The king of Chu is yours, the overlord who recaptured the land of Chu......"

Under the veil, blood splattered, and the white-clothed monarch fell in a pool of blood. His pale countenance, his sloppy gaze, and bright red added makeup to his face, and his long hair was disheveled, unable to hide the shocking scar on his neck.

The wound of the heart no longer bleeds, but there is a crack in the heart, and the blood flows like an infusion, and the heart hurts.

"Heart......

Kneel beside your heart, gently hold your heart, and let your heart rest on your knees. Wipe the heart with a clean white cloth dipped in water soaked in flower petals, change into a gorgeous funeral dress, paint delicate makeup, no hair tie, no crown, only tie the seal of Qin Chen around the waist.

Chu Jun, Qin Chen. If you have a choice, you would like to be a Qin minister......

Now, no choice. As Chu Jun for you, you can do what you want to do, in that world.

The next day, Xiang's son inherited the throne of Chu Jun and was known as the "Overlord of Western Chu".

"This life is the minister of the king, and this body is the king's drive!"

"Inherit the monarch and make a promise, and teach the world to be Chu!"

The overlord embarked on a journey, and the beauty entered the underground palace.

The beauty named "Heart" carried the fate of King Chu Huai and became the second King of Chu Huai after King Huai of Chu Huai, known as "King Chu Huai of the Righteous Emperor" in history.

"Membership." Cold timbre, short words. The beauty in her arms is a completely different person. I know this, but I can't let go.

"Princess!" Whether it is a princess or a lord, the lord recognized by the title is always there. It doesn't matter if it's him or not, she will also be a Mingjun.

"There is a history lecture today about the dispute between Chu and Han, can we listen to it together?"

"What is a lecture?"

"It's just a master talking nonsense on the podium, and a group of disciples below are listening."

"The princess will go wherever she goes!"

"Hmm."

"Heart." Black suit, short white hair, red eyes glowing with a strange light, pale skin, and bloodless lips. Zhao Zheng, who has no makeup, is as weird as a vampire.

"Politics."

"I'll go with you."

"Okay, wait for you to put on your makeup."

Zhao Zheng put on sunglasses and a mask, saying that this would be fine. Zhao Xin'er didn't say anything anymore, and went out with his loyal ministers and brother. The fate of the three has long been bound, and they have not been separated since Qin thousands of years ago, but they don't know it at this moment.

The burning Yangtze River, the falling stars. The bright light of the fire added a bit of blood to the people on the shore, and the jade-like face was reflected on the water, and there was a bit of nothingness. Take water as a mirror, you can't have a real face, and you can't use the mirror as water, you can't carry a boat. The mountains and rivers do not change, the people's hearts are unpredictable, and this action is unknowable. The majestic and heroic beauty put down the lyre, put down the seven-stringed piano, put on a strong and stubborn edge, and threw herself into the battlefield. Whether you live or die, you can only conquer for my monarch and guard this river and mountain.

Early in the morning, Zhou Yu woke up from his dream and looked at the alarm clock at the bedside. It seems a little early. Now that you're awake, there's no reason to sleep again. If I have this kind of dream again, I'm afraid I'm going to be late.

After changing into a school uniform, tying a ribbon, and freshening up, I looked in the mirror for a while and seemed to remember something: today is Saturday, so I don't have to go to school. Changed into a set of red modified Hanfu, his hair was draped casually, and he habitually picked up his mobile phone with an unread message.

On the other side, Ge Tianming was wearing a set of sportswear with black edges on a white background and a panda apron, busy in the kitchen: "Good morning Xiaoyu, got up so early?" ”

"Well, good morning, Xiao Ming." After a brief greeting, Zhou Yu went to the living room and practiced the piano for a while. At the end of the song, Ge Tianming put breakfast on the table, and the two had breakfast together.

"Little fish is very good at playing the piano! No matter what you play, it sounds good! ”

"Xiao Ming's flute is also very good."

"It would be nice if we could play together!"

"Well, later." After a brief conversation, the two of them ate their own breakfasts and no longer communicated.

Thousands of years ago, Xuanyi was naked, was stamped on his feet, and had a bone flute in his hand, singing and dancing between heaven and earth, and sacrificing in the mountains and rivers. Cast a stone for the peace of the world. Heaven is not benevolent, find a clear Lord to the right way. At that time, he chose him. Since then, he has been dressed in white and plain clothes, with his hair tied up, often accompanied by a three-foot green edge. When he was entrusted with the defeat of the army, he was ordered to be in danger (quoted from Zhuge Liang's "Departure Table"). Crack a turtle and ask for the monarch's longevity. The mandate of heaven is not allowed, and it is sent to the queen to repay the favor.

For these memories of the next life, Ge Tianming didn't care. What about reincarnation? Ge Tianming is just Ge Tianming, just the next life of the previous life, they are two completely different people, and they have nothing to do with each other. Now Ge Tianming only cares about the girl in front of him - Zhou Yu, who has lived together since he can remember and grew up together until he was 12 years old.

The previous life and the future life used the same name, only the gender was different. Is it just a coincidence...... It is to cling to the past and repeat the fate of the previous life; Or is it completely independent and a different person? Whose vassals will he become? It's really exciting......

"Xiaoyu, there is a history lecture this afternoon, do you want to listen to it together?"

Zhou Yu stopped the chopsticks in his hand, raised his head, and met Ge Tianming's gaze, seeming to be quite interested.

"It was Professor Li Tonggu who talked about the dispute between Chu and Han, and he was at Dongxia University."

"Chu Han......" A figure appeared in Zhou Yu's mind, dressed in ancient clothes, wearing a bronze sword, watching the fire from the water of the long river, and sighing at the past on the bank of the Miluo River. Is he in his time......

"Do you want to go together?"

"Hmm."

Dongxia University is a university famous for its history, literature, and film and television performances. Although they are two majors that seem to have nothing to do with each other, after the combination of these two majors, something very magical has been produced, and it occupies the prime time of major TV stations - costume dramas.

Today, Winter and Summer University is more lively than usual. This was the last lecture given by Professor Li Tonggu, who has an unshakable position in the field of Qin and Han history, at Dongxia University. It is only open to students of Dongxia University and the Affiliated Middle School and Primary School, and admission is free with a student ID. And there will be no free lectures anywhere after that.

The lectures were held on rest days, and few of the students in the school attended the lectures, except for those majoring in history. This made many students from other schools and people in society very dissatisfied, and they said that they would rob their student IDs.

Of course, the so-called only internal opening is not really only internal opening, and those who do not have a student ID can also enter with an invitation ticket. For relatives of school leaders like Zhao Zheng, they don't need any student ID tickets, just brush their faces, and no one will stop them from entering the venue, even if Zhao Zheng is wearing sunglasses and a mask, it looks suspicious.

In places where there are a lot of people, there is something called "fate" that pulls unrelated people together and creates a connection. At that moment, the two beauties passed by. Brief glances staggered, not stopping, not seeming to care about each other.

The class of history, the encounter of fate, and the people of the same era gathered together to write a new chapter.

The beauty walks in the court, and the grace is with you for a long time.

Cutting off the Quartet, that is, longevity and eternal prosperity.