He would not give the woman of his life's love to a man who is bent on unifying the world.

So that the man will never put his most precious woman first.

He promised the princess that even if she was going to marry in the future, you would ask her to marry the best man in the world who loved her the most.

But until now, the emperor has not been able to find a man who loves her more than himself.

Because she loves too much, she still stays by her side ...... even though she knows the final result.

Life is not at the right time, but death can be the same hole.

The emperor's footsteps were like pouring lead, and he walked step by step in the snow towards the Allure Palace.

The crown tassel beads on the top of the head dangled slightly.

Raising his eyes slightly, the snowflakes full of forbidden water fell, and the dusty eyes were full of affection.

The snow stained the eaves of the palace wall white, and before he reached the snort of the Allure Palace, he seemed to have smelled the familiar fragrance of plum blossoms.

A palace wall separates the Thousand Halls, and after today, they will no longer be able to separate them.

This section of the road usually takes a long time, but today there is a plaque hanging under the eaves of the Allure Palace.

The Emperor paused and stood silently.

Countless images returned to my mind in my mind.

At the entrance of this familiar Allure Palace, she has grown up ...... from childhood to the present 14 years.

The Emperor slowly shifted his steps and continued to walk forward.

He paused again until he reached the gate, and the father-in-law behind him didn't remember the report, shouting, 'The emperor has arrived!' ’

Suddenly, the door was pulled open.

A woman in a red dress ran out of it, tripped her little foot on the threshold, and threw herself into his arms.

She clutched his dragon robe tightly, and looked at her sadly with tears in her eyes.

"It's not true, uncle! Uncle Huang, are you lying to me? ”

"The Yiren don't want to die! Uncle! Don't die! ”

"......" The emperor looked at her with a calm and unwavering expression, holding her little face and wiping away the tears on her face.

Her crystal clear tears burned his heart like poison, and it was so painful that his heart was dripping with blood.

I want to kiss the tears from the corners of her eyes, I don't want to see her heartbroken.

But he couldn't.

Suddenly he hugged her horizontally.

For the first time, he held a woman like that.

His actions caused the palace people behind him to kneel in panic.

The emperor sneered and walked towards the palace with his beloved woman in his arms step by step.

in the bedroom.

He gently placed her in front of the dresser and sat down.

She was crying and sobbing all the time.

He doesn't speak, and neither does she.

The emperor looked at her beautiful but immature little face through the mirror.

It would have been nice if he had been born ten years late, or if she had been born ten years earlier. Maybe fate will be changed.

The emperor's slender and clean fingers are whiter and more beautiful than a woman's hand.

Pick up the comb from the dresser and pull a strand of her hair under the palm of your hand. Help her make up one by one.

He will marry her today, and he will have a cup of wine.

He won't be left alone.

Grooming him, drawing his eyebrows and lips.

Put on the red wedding dress, the phoenix crown is beautiful!

Looking at her delicate face in the mirror, the corners of the emperor's mouth hooked up a faint smile, revealing a poignant happiness.

Taking her soft little hand, he led her towards the table in the hall.

Her tears were like pearls with broken threads, and they never stopped.