Chapter 33: Worthy of Me (Finale)
"Don't you ask me where I'm going?"
Ji Zhuo looked at him a little playfully, and paused as he rubbed his fingertips against the token.
Shen Hua shook his head, he didn't care.
He didn't care where she was going.
All he cared about was whether he could take him.
"Would you like to go anywhere?"
Ji Zhuo lowered his eyes, his expression was flat, and his eyes were slightly hidden by the curtains, but they were as dark as night, as if there was a dark tide surging.
"I only want to be by His Majesty's side......"
He replied almost without thinking.
I didn't see the dangerous aura surging in his eyes at all, and he was deeply bewitched, as if he had hidden an abyss in his eyes.
"What if, go to hell?"
"You're there, anywhere."
Shen Hua seemed to be really bewitched, and he didn't care about the danger in her eyes at all, he just smiled like clear snow, clean and thorough.
Like a snowflake, clean and stunning.
The scatteredness of the burning eyes is exhausted.
It was as if she had seen someone walk into her world.
The sky and the earth are dark, and the bones are clear.
He was in a dark, muddy and bloody land.
Plant a snow-white and clean flower.
"Okay."
She raised her eyes and smiled, her lips slowly hooked, not like the usual cold smile not a smile, but a real smile.
Inattentive laziness, breezy and bewildering.
"Come here." She leaned back on the back of the dragon chair, stretched her arms slightly, and could no longer refuse.
She had given him a chance to run away from her.
Since he didn't grasp it, there was nowhere to run.
Shen Hua was stunned, and there was ecstasy in his eyes.
He stepped forward with temptation, and embraced her gently, trembling with pleasure like a moth running to the flames in blind ecstasy.
She hugged him back, put her arms around his waist, her forehead against his, the shadow on her face, and her voice was low and confusing.
"Xiaohua, you are mine, you can't escape......"
She wants to pick a flower in the bustling and lonely world of three thousand.
Hold a touch of whiteness with a blood-stained hand.
As a flower in the palm of your hand, never let go.
A little silver light floated on his forehead and submerged into Shen Hua's body.
The yin is as bright as the stars, but with endless darkness, it envelops the souls of two people.
Shen Hua only felt that the stars were coming, and the dazzling starlight surrounded him, taking him into the starry spring night, and hundreds of millions of stars gathered into a river to sweep towards him.
In this way, without complaint or regret, he drowned in the splendid galaxy.
There is light as far as the eye can see.
Her light.
After the silver light disappeared, there was no longer the breath of a living person in the empty hall, only the embracing people on the dragon chair, sleeping forever.
The flames ignited out of thin air, burning the palace into ruins.
Wipe her and his traces out of this world.
In the firelight, the white jade token in Ji Zhuo's hand shone slightly.
A faint white light submerged into it.
A tiny crack that is undetectable heals.
The jade plaque left with Ji Zhuo's soul and arrived at the noodle transfer station, still in her hand.
Returning to the main body, he habitually played with the white jade token, rubbing his fingertips over every crack on the jade plate.
Her fingertips paused slightly, and she lowered her eyes.
Although the change was extremely small, she could still see at a glance that a crack on the white jade token had disappeared.
She reached out to her senses, strange and familiar sensations welling up in her mind, and the blank memories were slightly turbulent by the return of a wisp of soul.
A frame jumps into my mind.
In the picture is an intact white jade token, with a faint white streamer lingering all over the body, a dragon flying and phoenix dancing with the word "royal" on the front, and peach blossoms blooming on the back.
"Imperial Order"
She watched the jade plate slowly smile as she rubbed every crack on the Imperial Decree with her fingertips, her tentacles warm and comfortable.
"Sure enough, it's you, ...... little flower"
"He's a god, why did you tell me he's a flower?" Ji Zhuo looked at Tianxiu with some confusion.
Tianxiu spit out a mouthful of melon seeds and gave her a blank look, "Who told you that he is a flower, because he is good-looking and is known as 'the flower on the snow of the gods'." ”
"Tell me about the Divine Relic."
She leaned back in her seat, her expression nonchalant, her hands on her forehead, her white and gold-striped coat sliding down her wrists.
Between the eyebrows, there is a touch of silver-white outline red rain flowers, burning and gorgeous.
There was a faint silver light circulating on her body, and suddenly the holy light lined her like a god of the nine heavens.
Sacred and inviolable, noble and unclean.
Who would have thought that such a god-like man.
Almost demonic.
There was no more God's mercy in her eyes, only the abyss.
Tianxiu couldn't help but sigh every time she saw her like this, this person's appearance was still the same as in her impression, but the inside was already dark.
"Don't ask me, think for yourself." Tianxiu said to herself, knowing too much now is only bad for her, not good.
Glancing at it, her memory was still a large blank.
"If I think about it, I still need to ask you?"
"If I can tell you, do I need to hide it from you?"
“……”
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The dormitory burned to the ground.
Ji Zhuo walks lightly but ruthlessly.
She didn't know that someone was carrying a food box, standing in the ruins, thinking in a daze, who should she cook for in the future.
"Your Majesty just went to another place to play......"
Xiao Xiao tried his best to pull out a charming, open-minded, and smile like a spring flower in March, but he couldn't hide the confusion and loss in his heart.
She knew that there was something abnormal in the empress, and she could feel it, and the empress had seen through all her secrets, which made her feel relaxed.
In front of the empress, she didn't need to cover it carefully.
It is said that the palace is a golden cage, but the time she lives here is free and happy.
After the death of the empress, Yu Taifu and General Yun chose a royal bloodline to succeed to the throne, and the new emperor was a Yin monarch, kind and generous.
Because of the empress, everyone treats her very politely.
She was trying hard to get on with her life.
But it can't be done.
No one played with her like the empress, and no one could completely ignore her incompatibility in this dynasty.
When the empress was there, she almost thought that she belonged to this dynasty.
Now that she's back to her original form, she's just an outsider.
She was alone in the prosperity of the world, and no one understood her.
In the end, she left the palace, and Grandpa An also left the palace.
It was probably unbearable, there were traces of the empress in every part of the palace, and every place became extremely unfamiliar.
She used the golden melon seeds she saved to open a restaurant.
More and more people praised her cooking skills, and the reputation of the restaurant spread all over the world, and some people even spent a lot of money just asking for one dish.
She seems to be alive and well and to the fullest.
Look, the empress is gone.
She is not a silk flower, she has to rely on others to live.
She can live well in this strange world alone.
Sometimes the memories always linger, and the restaurant is full of guests
She was in the hustle and bustle, but an unrelieved sense of loss and confusion rose in her heart, as if the jubilation around her had nothing to do with her.
She still can't forget that time at ease.
She tried to comfort herself, His Majesty just went to play somewhere else, and he didn't really die, what was there to be sad about......
She pushed hard to make the smile on her face gloomy.
but tears burst out of his eyes, like water bursting through a.
"Your Majesty, you went somewhere else to play, why didn't you take me with you, and said that you wouldn't leave me, you tricked me...... You lied to people......"