The love story of Emperor De and Wan Guifei has long been rumored as a good story among the people.

In fact, not only the people, but even in the harem, which woman does not envy Wan Guifei?

Even Su Shengsheng is extremely envious, and he is willing to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated.

Perhaps it is the legendary love between her father and mother that has had a subtle impact on her since she was a child.

From the time she first understood love, she was bent on finding a love that could be completely her own.

You don't need to share it with other women, and you don't need to ask about etiquette and humility.

She has always believed that love should be a beautiful and pure thing, not succumbing to power, not admiring glory and wealth.

It should not be the words of a matchmaker, referring to the belly for marriage.

Of course, this is because she also has a beloved, and she has made all kinds of footnotes for her feelings.

is not tolerated by the world, in her heart, there are a thousand and ten thousand shoulds.

Listening to Su Shengsheng talk about the old things that existed in the good, Wan Guifei smiled silently, but there was a blank color in her eyes.

"Shengsheng, do you really think that love can be free from a trace of impurities?"

Su Shengsheng heard the gloomy meaning in Concubine Wan's tone, but he was a little puzzled, "Aren't the father and mother the true love in the eyes of ordinary people?" Why did the mother say this? ”

Wan Guifei smiled and did not answer.

It didn't take long for the sun to dissipate, and there was a gust of wind in the yard, and Mama Gui took two cloaks and walked into the pavilion, "Niangniang, the wind is blowing, let's go back to the house." ”

Concubine Wan Guifei looked at the wind and fallen leaves outside the pavilion, flying golden in the sky, and shook her head, "It's okay, retreat." ”

Mama Gui wanted to say more, but seeing that Concubine Wan was rarely in good spirits, and she didn't want to sweep the master's happiness, although she was not at ease, she still served the two masters and put on her cloak, so she retreated.

After Mama Gui retreated, Concubine Wan Guifei took out another dose of Jinjiazi material, and after a while, when she looked at Su Shengsheng again, she couldn't find the bleak wood between her gorgeous eyebrows.

This time, Concubine Wan's expression was much more serious, she looked at Su Shengsheng's godless eyes, and there was a thick regret and reluctance in her eyes.

"Shengsheng, there are a few things that the mother concubine wants to explain to you."

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The next day, Emperor De, who had been rejecting the dynasty for several months, suddenly announced that he would take Wan Guifei to Yaoshan in the south to escape the cold, and three days later, he packed up and set off for the Yaoshan Palace.

Yaoshan is far away, and the journey here is at least half a month, because Concubine Wan is seriously ill, and all aspects can not be taken care of more thoroughly.

The concubines of the palace were not allowed to go together, even Princess Huai'an, the only daughter of Emperor De and Concubine Wan, did not go together.

Only Emperor De and Wan Guifei went to Yaoshan under the escort of a group of mighty forbidden troops and palace maids.

A month later, news came from Yaoshan that Wan Guifei's medicine stone was ineffective and died of illness in Yaoshan Palace.

Suddenly, there was a mourning inside and outside the palace, white and silky, and the city was covered with white.

Since the day the news came, Su Shengsheng was locked up alone in Ruolanxuan and had not gone out for two consecutive days.

She sat for a long time, and her blind eyes were red and swollen.

Under the persuasion of tourmaline and Youlan, I finally drank some clear porridge, but I still didn't say a word.

At dusk the next day, Wei Huaijin, the director of the West Factory, asked to see him.

However, Su Shengsheng avoided it, not only Wei Huaijin, but also the concubines who mourned from all walks of life, the royal brothers and sisters who were kind and relieved, and even the queen who was inspired to tell her a story, but she didn't see it.

It wasn't until the night of the third day, when the Zhaoyang Palace, which was immersed in great grief, finally quieted down a little in the crying for several days, that Ruolan Xuan suddenly had a shadow of extremely fast body.