In the middle of the night, in the Chengqian Palace, the candle flame is faint.

Today is the day when Song Furuo sits on the throne of the Empress of the Yizhou Dynasty, and it is also the date of her death.

Song Furuo looked at herself in the bronze mirror, when she married Shen Wanqing, she was only twenty-eight years old.

Twenty-five years have passed, and her sideburns have been mixed with silver threads at some point, and her once fair and smooth skin has become dry and rough.

For Shen Wanqing, she gave up her identity as the daughter of the prime minister, and lived a poor life no different from being a widow for twenty-five years.

Heaven has eyes for her to wait until Shen Wanqing comes back, she thought that the bitterness was over......

"Queen Mother, you should drink this cup of 'happy wine'."

On the emperor's happy day, only the emperor's personal eunuch appeared in the Chengqian Palace...... and a glass of poisoned wine.

Song Furuo picked up the glass wine cup on the tray, and what flashed in his mind was that the young man Shen Wanqing said to her on the night of the candle night in the cave room:

"Ah Ruo, you give up your rich body for me, and I will live up to you."

It was Shen Wanqing who hugged her tightly before he went out with the army and refused to let go:

"Lady, I will go to the battlefield tomorrow, I promise you, I will return safely with my military achievements, and I will never let you suffer a little grievance in the future, and I will not let you be ruined by this poor day."

The young husband is affectionate.

For the sake of Shen Wanqing, Song Furuo became an unfilial daughter, and despite the opposition of her father, she married him who had nothing.

The daughter of the prime minister, who is famous all over the world for her talent and beauty, became the laughing stock of everyone in the capital on the night of her wedding.

After Shen Wanqing left, Song Furuo looked forward to his return every day.

She took care of his arrogant mother for him, and she received many blank eyes, and finally waited for the news that Shen Wanqing died on the battlefield.

In the six months since he learned that he was dead, Song Furuo cried day and night, hurting a pair of eyes, and now his vision is becoming more and more unclear.

She felt sorry that the young man with the ambition of making meritorious contributions died on the battlefield, but she didn't know that he was rescued by Jing Yao, the princess of the Jin Kingdom, because of his outstanding appearance.

From now on, there is no Shen Wanqing in the world, only the concubine of the princess of Jinguo, even a thousand sails.

Shen Wanqing lost his memory, he did not have a trace of burden, and he lived a rich and beautiful life with the two of them for three years.

And she withstood the insults of his own mother one after another 'broom star', did her filial piety for him, and served his mother until his mother died.

His twenty-five years have been prosperous, rich, and happy.

For twenty-five years, she has been living in a humble house and suffering from white eyes.

She finally waited for him to come back, but he was no longer the young man Shen Wanqing in Song Furuo's memory.

He has a new name, Lian Qianfan, he has a wife, the princess of the Jin Kingdom, and a pair of children under Chenghuan's knees.

Song Furuo's fingertips stroked the edge of the wine cup.

She looked at her rough hands, and couldn't help but think of Jing Yao, the princess of the Jin Kingdom, who was so tender that it seemed to be able to pinch out the water.

That kind of hand can only be nourished by many years of brocade clothes and jade food, and she once had it.

And she is only three years older than Jing Yao.

The people who watched her suffer for twenty-five years were very envious of her:

"Furuo, let you wait."

"Furuo, you are really blessed."

"You and the prince have been separated for many years and still care about each other, which is really touching."

The villager who guarded the humble house turned into the queen of the Zhou Dynasty.

Who doesn't envy it?

Everyone said that Shen Wanqing was affectionate and did not abandon his wife.

But they didn't know that when they first saw him again, seeing his trembling and panicked pupils, Song Furuo knew that Shen Wanqing did not have amnesia.

"Since the queen can't drink this glass of wine, let's ask someone to do it for you."

The voice that I have been missing for twenty-five years rings in my ears.

Through the bead curtain, Song Furuo saw Shen Wanqing wearing a bright yellow.

Long Wei Yan Jaw, extraordinary bearing.

She loves this man, from the prime of life to the old age.

Song Furuo slowly raised her eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

Shen Wanqing gave her two paths.

She has a life, in exchange for the Song family, and she will be glorious for a lifetime.

Or, the life of the entire Song clan will be exchanged for the honor of the middle palace in her first life.

Every day she lives in this world, she is a stain on him every day.

Song Furuo raised the wine cup, looked at the bright yellow figure behind the bead curtain, and said with a desolate smile: "Thank you for the emperor's thoughtfulness of the concubines, you don't have to bother the fourth son-in-law, Song Furuo...... I will drink it myself. ”

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In the small room, the faint glow of the oil lamp flickered on the delicate little face of a young woman who was undressing her husband.

I saw that the woman's eyes lit up slightly, and when she raised her eyes again, it was as if she was a different person.

Furua has just finished receiving the memories of the original owner.

The intense hatred left by the original body choked on her throat uncomfortably, making her want to tear the dog man in front of her apart regardless of it.

But he was coerced by the plot to say a sentence equivalent to a proverb:

"I don't care if Xianggong takes military merits or not, I just hope that Xianggong can return victoriously as soon as possible.

If you can't get back in time, whether it's 10 years, 20 years, 30 years, I'll wait for you until you return. ”

The tall man, that is, the male protagonist of this plane, Shen Wanqing, was moved when he heard this.

He took Furuo into his arms and said emotionally: "Ah Ruo, I will definitely fight for you, so that those who look down on me know that I, Shen Wanqing, am definitely not a thing in the pool, and you Song Furuo are definitely not blind." ”