In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and the thousands of leaves and thousands of voices are hate.

Rong Songyao stood on the fence of the Qin Palace, looking down, looking down at the entire palace. His face was cold and emotionless.

Familiar footsteps sounded: "How, what did you see?" ”

"It's picturesque."

"No, it's your picturesque."

When Rong Songyao heard this, he didn't feel panicked.

After all, as a prince, it is a sin to hear such words.

But Rong Songyao doesn't seem to think so.

He just asked lightly: "Queen Mother, do you want me to rebel against my father?" ”

When the queen heard this, she smiled faintly, "Now is not the time. ”

After saying this, the footsteps were far away.

Rong Songyao looked at her back and frowned, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was saying to the Empress of Great Qin: "He lost you, why did you fail her?" ”

Empress Daqin's footsteps paused, "One day, you will understand." ”

Rong Songyao woke up in shock, and then couldn't help laughing at himself: "I remembered it again." ”

He laughed at himself, now that he was the Emperor of Great Qin, he couldn't sleep peacefully every night. Because the woman he loves the most is in the arms of another man.

When he was staying, someone heard the movement: "Your Majesty, it's still late at night." ”

"Fetch me wine." Although he has not been sitting in this position for a long time, his momentum is not at all to fall into this identity.

"Yes."

No one refutes it, just because of who he is.

He once again came to the high fence of the palace where he had spoken to his mother, raised a pot of Biluochun in his hand and poured it down with his head up, and for a while, the wine that he had not had time to swallow meandered down his fair and slender neck, all the way into his placket, and the originally neat and clean white-collar workers instantly wet a corner.

It wasn't until he drank a drop of the wine in the pot that he waved his hand at will, and with a "snap", the jug shattered to the ground.

Looking at the broken flask, his restless heart seemed to calm down a little.

"Your Majesty." The squire who heard the voice called out to him.

"It's okay, let's go down." Rong Songyao just said lightly.

"Yes."

Submissive as always.

Rong Songyao was in a trance for a moment, he had seen the relationship between ordinary people and husbands and wives.

If the husband drinks too much, the wife will advise him not to drink too much.

Rong Songyao thought, if she was here, would she say that?

Rong Songyao suddenly thought of a question, why did he fall in love with a woman like Su Qingcheng?

He remembered when he was a child, and I don't know when he had learned to be silent, to talk less and think more, and to be as majestic as he is now.

Such a moment made him feel strange, and those fearless days of the past seemed to have never existed.

Perhaps, that kind of day really never existed.

Looking at his mother's face every time as if it could be condensed into ice, he could only live as she wanted him to be.

In the process, he lost himself......

Rong Songyao sighed and looked down, and said in a low voice: "Allure, you will never know that you are important to me!" ”

At this time, Su Qingcheng didn't know that someone was talking about her, and she was listening to Linghua with interest at this time.

"In this way, Shan Dan actually wants to find someone among the show girls to help her win the emperor's heart."

In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and the thousands of leaves and thousands of voices are hate.

Rong Songyao stood on the fence of the Qin Palace, looking down, looking down at the entire palace. His face was cold and emotionless.

Familiar footsteps sounded: "How, what did you see?" ”

"It's picturesque."

"No, it's your picturesque."

When Rong Songyao heard this, he didn't feel panicked.

After all, as a prince, it is a sin to hear such words.

But Rong Songyao doesn't seem to think so.

He just asked lightly: "Queen Mother, do you want me to rebel against my father?" ”

When the queen heard this, she smiled faintly, "Now is not the time. ”

After saying this, the footsteps were far away.

Rong Songyao looked at her back and frowned, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was saying to the Empress of Great Qin: "He lost you, why did you fail her?" ”

Empress Daqin's footsteps paused, "One day, you will understand." ”

Rong Songyao woke up in shock, and then couldn't help laughing at himself: "I remembered it again." ”

He laughed at himself, now that he was the Emperor of Great Qin, he couldn't sleep peacefully every night. Because the woman he loves the most is in the arms of another man.

When he was staying, someone heard the movement: "Your Majesty, it's still late at night." ”

"Fetch me wine." Although he has not been sitting in this position for a long time, his momentum is not at all to fall into this identity.

"Yes."

No one refutes it, just because of who he is.

He once again came to the high fence of the palace where he had spoken to his mother, raised a pot of Biluochun in his hand and poured it down with his head up, and for a while, the wine that he had not had time to swallow meandered down his fair and slender neck, all the way into his placket, and the originally neat and clean white-collar workers instantly wet a corner.

It wasn't until he drank a drop of the wine in the pot that he waved his hand at will, and with a "snap", the jug shattered to the ground.

Looking at the broken flask, his restless heart seemed to calm down a little.

"Your Majesty." The squire who heard the voice called out to him.

"It's okay, let's go down." Rong Songyao just said lightly.

"Yes."

Submissive as always.

Rong Songyao was in a trance for a moment, he had seen the relationship between ordinary people and husbands and wives.

If the husband drinks too much, the wife will advise him not to drink too much.

Rong Songyao thought, if she was here, would she say that?

Rong Songyao suddenly thought of a question, why did he fall in love with a woman like Su Qingcheng?

He remembered when he was a child, and I don't know when he had learned to be silent, to talk less and think more, and to be as majestic as he is now.

Such a moment made him feel strange, and those fearless days of the past seemed to have never existed.

Perhaps, that kind of day really never existed.

Looking at his mother's face every time as if it could be condensed into ice, he could only live as she wanted him to be.

In the process, he lost himself......

Rong Songyao sighed and looked down, and said in a low voice: "Allure, you will never know that you are important to me!" ”

At this time, Su Qingcheng didn't know that someone was talking about her, and she was listening to Linghua with interest at this time.

"In this way, Shan Dan actually wants to find someone among the show girls to help her win the emperor's heart."

In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and the thousands of leaves and thousands of voices are hate.

Rong Songyao stood on the fence of the Qin Palace, looking down, looking down at the entire palace. His face was cold and emotionless.

Familiar footsteps sounded: "How, what did you see?" ”

"It's picturesque."

"No, it's your picturesque."

When Rong Songyao heard this, he didn't feel panicked.

After all, as a prince, it is a sin to hear such words.

But Rong Songyao doesn't seem to think so.

He just asked lightly: "Queen Mother, do you want me to rebel against my father?" ”

When the queen heard this, she smiled faintly, "Now is not the time. ”

After saying this, the footsteps were far away.

Rong Songyao looked at her back and frowned, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was saying to the Empress of Great Qin: "He lost you, why did you fail her?" ”

Empress Daqin's footsteps paused, "One day, you will understand." ”

Rong Songyao woke up in shock, and then couldn't help laughing at himself: "I remembered it again." ”

He laughed at himself, now that he was the Emperor of Great Qin, he couldn't sleep peacefully every night. Because the woman he loves the most is in the arms of another man.

When he was staying, someone heard the movement: "Your Majesty, it's still late at night." ”

"Fetch me wine." Although he has not been sitting in this position for a long time, his momentum is not at all to fall into this identity.

"Yes."

No one refutes it, just because of who he is.

He once again came to the high fence of the palace where he had spoken to his mother, raised a pot of Biluochun in his hand and poured it down with his head up, and for a while, the wine that he had not had time to swallow meandered down his fair and slender neck, all the way into his placket, and the originally neat and clean white-collar workers instantly wet a corner.

It wasn't until he drank a drop of the wine in the pot that he waved his hand at will, and with a "snap", the jug shattered to the ground.

Looking at the broken flask, his restless heart seemed to calm down a little.

"Your Majesty." The squire who heard the voice called out to him.

"It's okay, let's go down." Rong Songyao just said lightly.

"Yes."

Submissive as always.

Rong Songyao was in a trance for a moment, he had seen the relationship between ordinary people and husbands and wives.

If the husband drinks too much, the wife will advise him not to drink too much.

Rong Songyao thought, if she was here, would she say that?

Rong Songyao suddenly thought of a question, why did he fall in love with a woman like Su Qingcheng?

He remembered when he was a child, and I don't know when he had learned to be silent, to talk less and think more, and to be as majestic as he is now.

Such a moment made him feel strange, and those fearless days of the past seemed to have never existed.

Perhaps, that kind of day really never existed.

Looking at his mother's face every time as if it could be condensed into ice, he could only live as she wanted him to be.

In the process, he lost himself......

Rong Songyao sighed and looked down, and said in a low voice: "Allure, you will never know that you are important to me!" ”

At this time, Su Qingcheng didn't know that someone was talking about her, and she was listening to Linghua with interest at this time.

"In this way, Shan Dan actually wants to find someone among the show girls to help her win the emperor's heart."

In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and the thousands of leaves and thousands of voices are hate.

Rong Songyao stood on the fence of the Qin Palace, looking down, looking down at the entire palace. His face was cold and emotionless.

Familiar footsteps sounded: "How, what did you see?" ”

"It's picturesque."

"No, it's your picturesque."

When Rong Songyao heard this, he didn't feel panicked.

After all, as a prince, it is a sin to hear such words.

But Rong Songyao doesn't seem to think so.

He just asked lightly: "Queen Mother, do you want me to rebel against my father?" ”

When the queen heard this, she smiled faintly, "Now is not the time. ”

After saying this, the footsteps were far away.

Rong Songyao looked at her back and frowned, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was saying to the Empress of Great Qin: "He lost you, why did you fail her?" ”

Empress Daqin's footsteps paused, "One day, you will understand." ”

Rong Songyao woke up in shock, and then couldn't help laughing at himself: "I remembered it again." ”

He laughed at himself, now that he was the Emperor of Great Qin, he couldn't sleep peacefully every night. Because the woman he loves the most is in the arms of another man.

When he was staying, someone heard the movement: "Your Majesty, it's still late at night." ”

"Fetch me wine." Although he has not been sitting in this position for a long time, his momentum is not at all to fall into this identity.

"Yes."

No one refutes it, just because of who he is.

He once again came to the high fence of the palace where he had spoken to his mother, raised a pot of Biluochun in his hand and poured it down with his head up, and for a while, the wine that he had not had time to swallow meandered down his fair and slender neck, all the way into his placket, and the originally neat and clean white-collar workers instantly wet a corner.

It wasn't until he drank a drop of the wine in the pot that he waved his hand at will, and with a "snap", the jug shattered to the ground.

Looking at the broken flask, his restless heart seemed to calm down a little.

"Your Majesty." The squire who heard the voice called out to him.

"It's okay, let's go down." Rong Songyao just said lightly.

"Yes."

Submissive as always.

Rong Songyao was in a trance for a moment, he had seen the relationship between ordinary people and husbands and wives.

If the husband drinks too much, the wife will advise him not to drink too much.

Rong Songyao thought, if she was here, would she say that?

Rong Songyao suddenly thought of a question, why did he fall in love with a woman like Su Qingcheng?

He remembered when he was a child, and I don't know when he had learned to be silent, to talk less and think more, and to be as majestic as he is now.

Such a moment made him feel strange, and those fearless days of the past seemed to have never existed.

Perhaps, that kind of day really never existed.

Looking at his mother's face every time as if it could be condensed into ice, he could only live as she wanted him to be.

In the process, he lost himself......

Rong Songyao sighed and looked down, and said in a low voice: "Allure, you will never know that you are important to me!" ”

At this time, Su Qingcheng didn't know that someone was talking about her, and she was listening to Linghua with interest at this time.

"In this way, Shan Dan actually wants to find someone among the show girls to help her win the emperor's heart."

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