As early as the moment she shot at King Xianyang, she had expected this moment, but the way she came was much more surprising than she imagined. -Uncle Haha-

She was silent, his breathing slowly became rapid, and the blood red that had just surged up on his face began to fade again, which made him suddenly disappear a little illusory 'spirit', and his whole face was iron-blue, just like the branch of the strange bronze vessel opposite him.

"Queen, don't you want to?"

Is this something she would like to do? Since ancient times, the emperor and queen have been buried together, of course, between them, there must be a third party, that is, the biological mother of the later emperor...... However, she knew that what His Majesty said was clearly not what he meant. If that was what he meant, he wouldn't have asked her such a thing at this time.

She didn't answer. His eyes slowly darkened.

It was like a dark cloud slowly covering up, completely obscuring the last bright 'color' in the sky. At that time, it was already pitch black outside the window, and the hourglass seemed to be suddenly still, and there was no sound, I don't know if it was the third watch in the middle of the night or the dawn of the next day.

The wind and snow whined and blew even more violently, as if countless demons and monsters were gathering in the dark night to brew an extremely terrible and cruel slaughter.

Despite the blazing fire in the house, Miao Lian felt cold. She tightened the thick coat on her body, but it was the heart that was cold, no matter how good the fox fur was, no matter how thick the coat was, it couldn't make the cold heart warm up again.

She raised her head and met the desperate death-like gaze, and her voice was very calm: "Your Majesty, are you making a holy decree that I will be martyred for you?" ”

Opposite, there was a deathly silence.

A very calm smile appeared on her face: "If you order the funeral, I will naturally not resist, and I will respectfully abide by this royal rule." Because, as early as when I lost my child in childbirth, I knew that there would be this ending. Therefore, I have eliminated the king of Xianyang today!!! ”

The man on the other side was neither shocked nor surprised, still staring at her.

"But, Your Majesty, if you want me to be buried with you for the rest of my life, and to be husband and wife for the rest of my life, then I tell you with certainty: I don't want to !!!."

The wind does not blow in from the window lattice, nor does it come from between heaven and earth, but from people's hearts, from a thick hard cocoon that has long been frozen.

This heavy block of ice has been condensed for many years, roasted in the sun, bathed in the warm 'flowers' of spring, and tormented in the storm...... But that ice cube never melted a day.

Because, there are so many elements that condense the temperature for it, they are never two people, love, marriage, pregnancy, and children...... These are not the affairs of two people, but countless people make do with it, his countless concubines, princes, courts, princes, princes, and princes...... These people, stubbornly, froze this ice block to the death, and, moreover, made it bigger and thicker.

Breathing is so fragile, feelings are really far less tenacious than life, walking faster than time, a trace of residual warmth, silently, between the fingers, at the lips, in the heart, with a flick of the fingers...... All the beautiful past, quietly.

For a long time, Tuoba Hong's body leaned inside, and his steps staggered so badly that it was not easy to even take a few steps to the 'bed'.

But there was no one to help him. Palace 'women', eunuchs, 'attendants' guards...... Not a single one is with him. Only the 'female' person around her, her eyes fell on him, but the focus was not there, she looked at him, but she couldn't see him. Whether it was his weakness, pain, illness, or dying life, she didn't care at all, like a wandering soul, she didn't even have the strength to love herself, let alone love others.

But he kept staring at her, and saw that she was surprisingly cautious in dressing up this day: the thick queen's robe had not been taken off, the faint fat powder on her face had not been wiped off, and the phoenix hairpin on her head and the pendant on her ears had ...... Her whole person seemed to be wrapped in a pile of jewels and fresh 'flowers', but even the brilliance of so many jewels could not hide her brilliance. Her face was pale, and a little flush slowly came up, like a lotus 'flower' blooming on a lifeless snowy field.

Miao Lian.

Miao Lian.

It is no longer in the pond in July and August, full of blooming all over the world, between heaven and earth, there is only this pale lotus 'flower', with a kind of incomprehensible haggard and vitality, as if it is the last breakthrough, the beauty is beautiful, but the beauty is so cruel.

After using up the last bit of strength to bloom once, I can't wait for the next 'spring' warm 'flower' season. People live for a lifetime, the grass and trees are autumn, and emotions are only a short moment of impulse, and the rest is endless mutual torture and mutual improvisation.

His body finally went limp' on the 'bed'.

At this time, the distance between them was more than a zhang. One room, one world, two people, there is no turning back.

It's like when I was a child, it's like seeing each other for the first time, it's like parting with life and death for the first time, it's like breaking off for the first time...... The love of two people, I don't know why it has become so fragile and dangerous......

Feng Miaolian slowly 'touched' the secret treasured holy decree in her arms. It was written down when he was at his most confused, right? Now, but you regret it? When she put all the ugliness, viciousness, and even the execution of King Xianyang in front of him, she knew that everything was irreparable.

Just like how she dressed up today, because she knew all this, she was extremely calm, and there was no panic or fear at all. In life, everything has to be paid.

She knelt down respectfully and raised the holy decree above her head, "Your Majesty, the concubine is no longer worthy of this thing, please take it back." ”

From such a distance, she also felt that her resignation seemed so hypocritical and ridiculous, as if she would push the 'door' and break the 'door' at any time. She stood up and walked straight over, but she was still a meter away from His Majesty's dragon bed.

So, she stopped, still respectfully, put the holy decree on the top of her head, and then, put it on the desk, and then knelt down again calmly: "Since the concubine entered the palace, she has been infinitely favored by His Majesty, and after several ups and downs, it is difficult for His Majesty not to give up, and finally ascended to the throne of the queen, but the concubine's virtue is corrupt, selfish, selfish, and no longer worthy ......of the mother's honor in the world;