You died, so young and beautiful, no one could compare to you

Your delicate looks, your stunning beauty, are back in the dirt so quickly

Although the earth bears it, people will inadvertently trample on it

But there is one person who will not bear to look at your grave for a moment

……

She suddenly wanted to lean into his arms, just once, then, feel his body temperature up close, feel his burning breath, feel his kind of heat, just a moment.

If she doesn't lean on it again this time, perhaps, she will never have the hope and courage to lie in the arms of a man. Ye Jia, how she longs for Ye Jia, longs for a man's body, not for **, purely for a kind of faith and eagerness. In order to drive away the loneliness.

She wanted to hug him, but when she stretched out her hand, she saw that he had turned into Tuoba Hong's face, looking at her with anger and despair, and kept saying: ****, ****.

It was his lips, and she could read it clearly.

There was still blood on her face, just like when she killed him—he failed her once, she failed him for the rest of his life. Who owes a little more to whom, who will know?

And why should the tombstone point out to me that the one whom I love is nothing?

I couldn't hug it, so I had to let go.

Ye Jia was still calm, but he had held her hand for too long, and it seemed warm. He took a piece of clothing and put it on her, and she suddenly felt sad: "Yega, you have been waiting for me here." ”

"I'll wait for you."

"Whether I come or not, you have to wait for me."

"Yes, whether you come or not, I've been waiting."

She was satisfied, but she burst into tears, and suddenly went crazy: "No! You don't wait for me, you must not wait for me. As soon as I leave, please leave as well...... Ye Jia, don't wait for me, don't wait for me again......"

She turned and walked away.

Ye Jia kept watching her back walk away. This time, she never looked back, her steps were calm at first, then faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally, completely disappeared into a cold fog...... It's like running to a date to death.

Only then did he let out an inaudible sigh. The hut was lonely, the hut was simple, the cold wind was blowing in bursts, and the one thousand taels of silver tickets in his arms were ...... All this is like an illusion. Not only her, but even him, felt that it was an illusion. Until the chest began to ache, pulling a rattle, the pain was extremely miserable. He pulled back his shirt and saw the blood, a bleak blood-red, seeping out one by one.

While she was there, he forcibly suppressed it.

When she left, he knew that the time had come.

She was still afraid that he would run away. Who in this world would flee at this time? Like a patient with cancer, would he be afraid of being kidnapped or murdered? No, no, no, he wasn't worried.

Not at all.

At the bottom of my heart, I was fearless like never before.

But this wish is finally in vain, because beauty will wither, like those dying breaths.

And the tears of a woman, who are easy to flow, deceive you when you are born, but make you infinitely miserable when you die.

In the palace, there was silence.

When Feng Miaolian went back, she didn't alarm anyone.

The queen came and went, in and out, no one cared, and no one dared to ask.

Re-immersed in the luxurious palace, the comfortable and warm main hall, she was like sleepwalking, I don't know if Zhuang Zhou dreamed of becoming a butterfly, or the butterfly dreamed of becoming Zhuang Zhou. Feng Zhaoyi? Empress Feng? Or is it an ordinary woman at a street stall who lives happily for half a day for a bracelet bought for 100 yuan?

She leaned on the couch for a long time, looking at the burning stove, the warm and comfortable cushions, the gorgeous clothes, and the ladies of the palace bringing all the delicate dishes.

It is a cup of bird's nest, in the past, she liked bird's nest porridge the most, sweet, nourishing, every day, so the skin is better than snow. However, when I tasted this hard-won porridge today, I suddenly felt that the taste was not too much, and it was not much sweeter than the rice porridge in the house.

It's not what you eat, it's where you eat it, or who you eat it with.

She changed her clothes, habitually, dressed with the best rouge gouache, wiped every inch cleanly, and did not ignore every detail. Under the strong cover of rouge and gouache, his face became white and clear, and even the palace maids who served praised him.

Then there's the matching jewelry.

She suddenly remembered that dream, remembered the set of earrings that Feng Miaozhi was wearing, and hurriedly opened a small box, in which there was a pair of jade earrings, green and transparent, meticulous.

I was relieved, fortunately, fortunately, these things are still here. She can not care, but she never wants to be won by Feng Miaozhi and others. No, no, no, in fact, as long as she thinks of Feng Miaozhi, Peng Cheng and the others may appear in this room again, her heart will be cut like a knife.

She asked Chen Jia: "These days, has anyone entered the palace?" ”

"Hui Niangniang, no. These days, Concubine Li presides over the six palaces, which are well organized, and no female dependents are allowed to go out at will. Nothing came in either. ”

Feng Miaolian didn't ask any more, even if people came and left, it was impossible for this little palace maid to know so clearly.

She changed into a brand new set of jade jewelry, and chose only the simplest two, an earring, a necklace, and nothing else.

Self-portrait in the mirror, and the woman before yesterday, judging the same.

"Niangniang, Your Majesty is coming back, right? Your Majesty will be happy to see you so well dressed up......"

She smiled and looked in the mirror to change the direction of the jade hairpin on her head again, which made it look much more elegant. Hong'er, he likes the way he looks the most, according to him, so that people look extraordinarily innocent and playful. In fact, it is impossible for a woman who is almost thirty years old to look innocent and playful every day, but as long as he is happy, she can pretend to be innocent and playful.

Every day and night in the palace, she dressed up and was meticulous, and she was not rude to her status as a queen.

Concubine Li came to see her and gave a big gift, there is a kind of person like this, always monarchy and loyalty, Feng Miaolian did not stop her, and accepted her gift calmly.

The palace maid served tea, and Concubine Li explained everything clearly. On the days when the queen was away, the palace was not rude to anything, and the six palaces were fandelier, and they were united in their hearts. There is no one in this world, and the earth still turns.

Concubine Li asked: "The queen is so filial to the queen mother, if the queen mother knows, I don't know how to be gratified." ”

Feng Miaolian couldn't answer for a while. She forgot about Empress Dowager Feng, in those few days, she had never seen Empress Dowager Feng's clothed mound, and she almost forgot about this incident. Maybe it's because of the rouge on the face, even if it's blushing, you can't see it.

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