The extras are not dispersed

On the ninth day of the sixth month of the fifth year of Shaoxi, accompanied by the ringing of Jingyang bell, the Great Zhou Shaotong fellow Dao Guande Zhaogong Zhewen Shen Wuming Shengcheng Xiao Emperor collapsed in the Qianqing Palace at the age of 60.

The wails gradually faded away, and King Wenjun only felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter, and it turned out that this was death.

In front of his eyes, familiar people and things in his life slowly appeared, just like a dream, but life was like a dream.

He was the unfavored eldest son of an inconspicuous vassal king, and even the future succession to the throne of the vassal was shaky and unknown, and suddenly the auspicious stars shone brightly, and he became the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This is really like a dream, in this dream he experienced the joy and sorrow of being proud, tasted the pleasure of being in charge of the world, and also tasted the loneliness of being alone, mixed tastes, indescribable, and everything is over today.

It doesn't matter who you are, in the end it's just a handful of dirt.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are regarded as dogs.

The light in front of him became brighter and brighter, and his body became less and less light than before, but heavier and heavier, and began to fall.

What's going on? Years of power in the world have trained him to be moody and not to show Taishan collapsed in front of him without being shocked by his temperament, and he noticed this abnormality, and he did not frown slightly.

He is also the Son of Heaven in the end, and the king of Hades in this underworld saw him, and he didn't think he should be lazy.

The thought flashed, and his body fell suddenly, the speed made him stumble, and he subconsciously reached out to help him, and the tentacles felt rough.

The bright light in front of him pierced him, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, and the quiet sound of birdsong began to sound in his ears, followed by a feeling of quiet but alive in all directions.

This is...... Underground? King Wenjun slowly opened his eyes, the green trees in front of him, and the faint sound of flowing water, he was standing under a big tree, his hand was on the tree.

This is a very old tree..... King Wenjun gently groped for the trunk, and he suddenly found his hand ......

This is not his old man's withered hands, but the white and smooth skin of a young man.....

This is? He couldn't help but raise his hand to caress his face, the tentacles were smooth and delicate......

He looked up at the tree, and it felt familiar.....

There is a loud sound of reading in the distance, which makes the environment quiet and pleasant, which is not like an underworld......

King Wenjun raised his feet and walked slowly along the gravel path, along the way, the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger, this place he had been to ....

Here it is...the name kept echoing in his head, but he couldn't blurt it out.

At this time, he came to an intersection, and his foreground suddenly opened up, and an iron crane outside the gate in front of him spread its wings and was about to fly.

Tiehe Academy, Jiankang, Xianren County.

The memory buried in the deepest part of his heart suddenly turned up, so he couldn't help but sigh softly, and looked around, that's right, this is it, that year, he was seventeen years old, that year he temporarily settled here to be a candidate for admission to Beijing on the grounds of recuperating his body, and that year, he met that girl here......

"If you can come back from the dead, when do you want to go back to your life, Your Highness..."

A soft voice appeared in his ears, and the face that had been vaguely remembered but felt extremely familiar appeared in front of him.

If this kind of thing was never expected in his mind, but when he ran for half his life and was full of ambition to hold the boundless country and mountains, he finally felt a little regretful in his heart, because he didn't keep the person who wanted to be by his side.

The whole palace, including the courtiers, knew that he, the emperor, did not eat pork, and that was a taboo that he had to have because of his illness, but no one knew that the taboo was only two years, but he never ate it all his life, in fact, he just wanted to remember that a woman had earnestly instructed him, and he didn't want to forget her.....

Everyone knows that he, the emperor, likes to walk through the plum grove in the palace garden when it snows in winter, and does not allow anyone to accompany him, because he, the emperor, loves to be quiet, in fact, when he walks alone, he is not alone, but imagines that the woman is by his side, just like the three real times, quiet and accompanied, but extremely relieved.....

Once, when he was young, he thought that he would not regret it, so he let it go easily, but as time passed, the feeling of missing became stronger and stronger.

If he could do it all over again, he would never let go at that time....

"The school is an elegant place, a few of you had better be cautious," a crisp voice with a faint cowardice suddenly sounded.

This voice was so familiar and so real, right in his ears, King Wenjun couldn't help but be shocked, he cast his eyes out of the gate again, only to feel that his heartbeat stopped suddenly.

"Oh, it's your turn to teach us a lesson," the slender young man shouted, "Give me something, I'll help this busy young man."

King Wenjun closed his eyes and walked over step by step.

"You guys. . . What are you doing? He spoke slowly, the voice that slipped out of his mouth so strange that it trembled slightly.

The three teenagers standing at the door suddenly turned away, allowing the figure of a thin girl to appear in front of him.

She looked over, with unconcealable horror and timidity, and her face gradually merged with her impression.

King Wenjun couldn't help but close his eyes and hold back the tears that almost welled up.

"This brother...."The voice sounded in front of him, with fear and helplessness.

King Wenjun opened his eyes and looked at this person who was close at hand and could be touched by reaching out for real.

"I want to ask my brother to bring a message to my brother....." She bit her lower lip and said with a twinkle in her eyes.

King Wenjun's gaze caressed her face with some greed, this face was familiar and unfamiliar, familiar was the eyebrows and eyes, strange was a look he had never seen before, frightened, helpless, dazed, afraid, of course, there was already a faint stubbornness and defense in her eyes.

This defense was fully formed and indestructible by the time he was tempted.

"Okay.." He spoke slowly, carefully controlling his expression so as not to frighten her.

A cluster of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Thank you, brother.." She bowed again and again, and expressed her gratitude in a panic with the fear of never being helped.

"No thanks.." King Wenjun only felt that his nose was slightly sour, and a smile appeared on him, "I'll help you tell your brother....."

When he said this, he turned and walked away.

"Brother.." A hesitant voice came from behind her, and she hurried up to her, as if to smile, "I haven't said yet..."

King Wenjun smiled, looking at this real face, he nodded, "Okay, you say.."

"Please tell my brother to do his best to make his body, although he has not learned, his son will say that he has learned." She said with plastic surgery.

"Okay, I'll make a note of it." King Wenjun nodded with a smile.

A smile spread across her face, with genuine gratitude.

"Thank you, brother," she said, looking down.

"No thanks, I'm glad to help you...."King Wenjun said with a smile.

His attitude was too enthusiastic, and the girl looked up, a hint of inquiry and a guard that was all too familiar to him.

This time, he didn't want to see her guard against himself again....King Wenjun nodded, stopped talking, and turned inward.

This time, he had plenty of time.....

This time, he will definitely take care of her with all his heart....

This time, don't let her face so many hardships alone.....

This time, he asked her to give her hand to himself with confidence, without fear or doubt......

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No, I can't finish the last chapter with anything today, take a breath, it's more than 8,000 words....

For some students, seeing this can also be regarded as the end, and if you still want to see it, you can wait to read the last chapter, and there are a lot of things to say to you, but after reading the comments, including pirated comments, I suddenly felt a sigh That's it, or that sentence, if I let you down, please forget me, so that I can forget about sadness and resentment, and I can maintain a happy state of mind, and I can only say so far, but please believe in my sincerity, I treat each of you sincerely, Thank you all for the sincerity of every story I write.

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