At such a time, he actually dreamed,

But he did not dare to speak, but only whispered—only wept—and watched as his fiery heart died.

Is her Bingxin mourning?

"Your Majesty...... You're finally awake...... Great, great...... Your Majesty is awake......"

The imperial doctors hurriedly passed on the news, and the ministers outside finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Tuoba Hong leaned against the head of the bed, not knowing what was happening. The sweetness of the dream is still there, and the fragrance after the hug is still fragrant, like something in the bed...... Those embarrassing dreams.

In the dream, it is all love, all the beautiful things, and I will forget all the things of last night.

The eunuch brought the decoction, he drank it all, waved his hand, and said lightly: "Pass the order and leave early tomorrow morning." ”

"Your Majesty, would you like to stay two more days before you set off? You've just woken up, and you're afraid you won't be able to support ......."

He flatly refused. No, you have to go now. I can't stay a minute or a second. You must rush back to the palace immediately. He waved his arms, but he felt that his energy had never been so abundant.

What are you waiting for!

Go back right away, and you can't delay for a minute.

The attendants all retreated, and he did not meet any of the ministers outside the eaves.

Whether they were sincere or fake, at this moment, they were worried that he was dead—the sudden death of the monarch before the transfer of power was not a good sign in any case.

A eunuch came in to report that the king of Xianyang had asked to see him, and he had been waiting for the imperial brother outside for a whole day and a night...... He was not moved in the slightest, neither angry nor sad.

Brother, what's the difference between a minister and a minister? It turns out that there are only interests in this world, not affection. Before, he always didn't believe this, not that he didn't dare, but he didn't want to, and he didn't want to, like an ostrich, piling his head into the sand, thinking that he couldn't see anything. As a result, the hunter can easily pull you out from the outside, like a turnip.

The room was silent, and he was alone. Something fell out of the cuff. He picked it up, without looking at it, and put it on top of the lit palace lamp. There was a burnt smell, and a few pieces of paper suddenly turned to ashes. He pushed open the window, and when the wind blew, the ashes flew out like black butterflies.

It was a long time before he walked to the window and watched the sunset at dusk. The clouds in the sky are changing in a thousand ways, negligence is the flock, negligence is the heavenly palace, and negligence is a woman holding a pipa, the eyes are hazy, just as she walks in the brilliance of beauty.

Miao Lian!

Miao Lian!!

She was the catastrophe of his life.

King Xianyang knelt for a long time and did not receive any summons.

The gentleman is unpredictable, and he neither reproaches him nor praises him, but treats him as if he were nothing.

This is the most embarrassing attitude.

When I withdrew, I was dripping in a cold sweat. All night, he stayed up all night, checking the past again and again, and once again making sure there were no loopholes. However, he was already sure that the imperial brother was aware of it. Even if Peng Cheng went and returned this time, even if he didn't know it, the imperial brother would blame himself.

Everyone in the world knows His Majesty's indifference to him.

He suddenly realized that this was deliberately done by the imperial brother, and he deliberately showed it in front of all the ministers. At this time, no matter what tricks he has, no matter how many people he has enveloped, everyone will gradually understand the true intentions of the imperial brother - he will tell his true face to the world step by step.

The death of Dr. Hua, the queen's difficult birth, assassination, the abolition of Xun'er, and the death of Xun'er...... Every step, every move, was fatal to him.

Gao Lu, Wang Su, Xie Xian and others had already been suspicious of him, and even the senior Xianbei ministers began to feel deeply uneasy. This prince, whom they had had high hopes for—they gradually became unbelievable.

The king of Xianyang was angry and angry, like a hunter who had gone too long and had strayed into his trap.

He also began to get sick, and overnight, he couldn't sleep and eat, and he had nightmares every night, dreaming that he was tied up and pushed to the court, and the executioner stabbed him down, and his head flew far and wide. He woke up suddenly, and by the time he woke up the next day, almost half of his hair had fallen out.

His Majesty has returned to Beijing.

The six houses vibrate, shaped like a festival. Lights everywhere and a joyful atmosphere to race through Chinese New Year's Eve.

Concubine Li consulted Empress Feng, and then took full charge and arranged an extremely grand family banquet. All the palace concubines with a name were allowed to participate. The concubines dressed up and did their best to appear in front of His Majesty in their most beautiful and splendid way. The little princes and princesses also showed their talents, especially the little princes, who had already recited the Analects of Mencius under the guidance of their respective masters to cope with the assessment of their fathers.

Feng Miaolian also got up early to freshen up. It's like the moment everyone has to wait for - the west wind is blowing, will winter be far away? She felt that the wind was strong, the weather turned cold, and Xiao Yangchun couldn't stop the cold of winter, and she felt shrunk when she was covered in a thick coat.

She recited scriptures and worshiped Buddha in the deep palace, but fortunately, Concubine Li was in charge.

Early in the morning, the phoenix crown and the queen's robe were all set. She hadn't called anyone in yet, sitting alone in her dressing gown. The woman in the mirror, her face haggard and her eyelids puffy, was a kind of dull and old age.

The most terrible thing is that the old skin and old flesh woman is no longer bright and fresh, nor is she shy and innocent, no matter the great sin, honor and disgrace, ****, presumptuousness, you can bear it without changing your face.

Oh, woman, how terrible it is to grow old.

Song Meiling has been married to Chiang Kai-shek for decades, and even Jiang Gong has never seen her look without makeup. Women are painted skins, especially beautiful women, after peeling off that layer of painted skin, it is miserable and amazing.

Feng Miaolian decided that she would never live in the Lizheng Hall again, and she would not let any man witness the appearance of her never dressed up again—her hair was yellow, her eyes were dry, and occasionally her teeth were stained with green leaves...... Oh, what a terrible scene, life is better than death.

Eight palace maids came in one after another, serving her dress, dressing and hairstyle, meticulously. After the difficult birth, she was thin and never recovered. The robe of the new work also looks a little large, and it seems that the waist is slender and not a grip.

Rouge gouache is smeared layer by layer, like a huge decoration project, first putty, then paint, then latex paint...... Layer after layer.

A house must be renovated to be beautiful, let alone a woman.

A woman who doesn't dress up is like a clear water room that has never been renovated. Who says makeup doesn't matter?

The person in the mirror was slowly changing, his face was slowly snow-white, his skin had a layer of crystal light, and his eyes had become delicate and delicate because of the use of special potions. It's like a real-life magic show.

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