Lu Mingfeng looked at Gong Xuanchi on the side softly, this man has paid too much for her, which cannot be measured by money.

Gong Xuanchi's handsome side face made her heartbeat faster, and the sound of her fluttering heartbeat made her feel blushing.

Murong Huaqing lowered his head, in the past, the pearls and hairpins were ringed, and the grace and gorgeousness of the flowers and jade decorations had now turned into smoke.

Her face was a little pale, there were only three red gold hairpins on her high bun, and her face with a light powder in the past was also without makeup today.

Lu Mingfeng and Gong Xuanchilang's appearance of concubine love fell in Murong Huaqing's eyes, it was a little dazzling, she really didn't understand why Lu Mingfeng had such a big change after seven years of leaving, and she didn't understand why she was with Gong Xuanchi.

But whether she understands it or not, it doesn't matter anymore, she is no longer the imperial concubine with infinite scenery in the calendar, she is just herself, the daughter of the Murong family, Murong Huaqing.

Lowering his eyes and walking past the two of them, for a moment it seemed that there would be no time from now on, and since then, the spring grass has been green every year, and things are not people.

She seemed to think of how handsome he was when she first saw Gong Jueyi when she saw him, and his eyebrows were full of the ambition of a young man.

"Hahaha......"

After Murong Hua made a mistake, there was a burst of laughter, and his voice was desolate, hesitant, mocking the past, and dazed and desperate for the future.

Her voice was shrill and piercing, slowly fading into the wind as she drifted away.

All the prosperity, heartbeat, and affection used to be like a joke, Murong Huaqing's eyes were full of tears, and he walked up to the tower of Xihuamen City step by step, and the little maid behind him did not dare to urge her.

The May wind is not chilling.

But her heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, and it was not more than three feet freezing.

Her mind flashed infinitely of the things she had done, seven emotions and six desires were all in one thought, she had done too many wrong things, and she had done too many regretful things.

She used to be moved by Gong Jueyi's heart, her lonely heart in the cold palace died to ashes, and she managed to leave the cold palace and climb to a high place step by step.

But it seems that thousands of years have passed, making her feel that the past is far away from her, but it seems to see her brother Sheng looking up and smiling at her, and saying to her: "Mother, let's go to catch butterflies in the imperial garden!"

The black and shiny eyes like black grapes showed the innocence of a child, and he was a little scared and couldn't help but gently shake her hand, which was very cute.

But in order to enable Gong Sheng to successfully grow into an excellent prince of the calendar, her strictness towards him will not be reduced by half, he is naturally smart, and he has been very happy with Gong Jueyi since he was a child.

I don't know if it's because of a lack of heart, Gong Jueyi has always been fond of this child, but Gong Sheng has had heart palpitations since he was a child because of his congenital deficiencies, but she ignored it and has always been quite demanding of him.

She could still think of the times her son had studied more and more because he knew that his mother wanted him to work hard, and he had almost forgotten to sleep or eat, and there had been times when his body could not stand up, and his pale face when he was sick.

But what about her? Murong Huaqing curled the corners of her lips self-deprecatingly, and she also encouraged Gong Sheng, but she didn't expect that this illness would kill him.

Hahaha, how ridiculous, she is such an iron-hearted woman, and she also treats her son as a tool to earn glory and wealth, as her son, isn't it too miserable.

There was a pain in her heart, she had failed too much in her life, and she wanted a confidant who could grow old with her, but it turned out to be such a husband and wife.

How ridiculous! How ridiculous!

Murong Huaqing stood by the city tower, and the sergeants guarding the tower all retreated, afraid of bumping into her, after all, in her consciousness, she was the noble and high-ranking imperial concubine, although she was going to guard the imperial mausoleum now, but it was difficult to change her mind for a while.

Standing on the tower of the city and looking around, there is a vast area of darkness, and dark clouds gather around to cover the sky, as if it is the darkness before the wind and rain.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked the sideburns, and personally took the hairpin on her head to fix the hairpin, and the hairpin was taken off from the cloudy sideburns, and the three thousand green silks fell, like a waterfall, the green silk flew with the wind in the cold wind blowing in the face.

The hairpin was pinched in his hand, Murong Huaqing closed his eyes and raised his head to take a deep breath, and suddenly jumped down, everyone was startled by this sudden scene, everyone forgot to react, and looked at Murong Huaqing like a butterfly that has been beaten by the wind and rain in the wind and rain, hanging down from the air.

A huge blood flower bloomed brilliantly on Murong Huaqing's body, like the bewitching Manzhu Sawa, instantly bursting out with the brilliance of many women.

From then on, all the glory and riches, mockery and insults...... Seven emotions and six desires are scattered with the wind.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and stood there in shock, forgetting to react.

Everything fell to the ground, Murong Huaqing's death, and for decades afterward, no one mentioned it again.

It's like a withered flower that has fallen into the dust, and no one cares about it.

When Lu Mingfeng and Gong Jueyi learned the news, they were still packing up the jade seal and some important classics in the Xuande Palace.

Suddenly hearing this news, Lu Mingfeng actually felt sad that the rabbit died and the fox died, she didn't expect that Murong Huaqing would be so indifferent and would choose to die.

She always thought that it was better to die than to live, so when she was in Lingyuan Town, even if it was so difficult, she still chose to live and choose to live secretly.

Now Murong Huaqing can go to the imperial tomb to guard the mausoleum, this is already a pretty good ending, some people may be given a three-foot white silk, or a stream of wine, and die a miserable death.

Murong Huaqing is really still that high-spirited, and now that she has ended up in this ending, she would rather choose death than continue to live, such Murong Huaqing is not too unexpected by Lu Mingfeng.

Lu Mingfeng felt a little sorry for her in her heart, if Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people in the old days, would the result be different?

If Murong Huaqing is just married to an ordinary eunuch family, she can have a considerate husband, a competitive son, and a caring daughter, with her appearance, she will definitely be able to live a very beautiful life.

Lu Mingfeng couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, and sighed softly.

This is all human life, everything has its own fixed number in the dark, the so-called red face and thin life, maybe that's it.

After Murong Huaqing died, Gong Jueyi, who had already gone to Xiangguo Temple to become a monk, heard the news, and did not step out of the door for a day, and no one knew what he was thinking.

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