As a true dragon life number with the Ninety-Five Venerable, Qin Shou would never feel that this world was not centered on him.

is the prosperity of the entire Great Yin, it all depends on him.

However, his maternal great-grandmother told him that—

"You have the luck of the real dragon, but you are the co-master of the world, everything in this world has its own rules, if you say the center, it is really not you."

He sneered and disdained, he could rebel as an emperor, and shoulder the rise and fall of a country, how could it not be the center of all things?

His great-grandmother's eyes were pitiful and loving, but the words that came out of her mouth pierced him like a knife.

"If you want to compare this to a folk book, you are just a foil for the emperor in it, and the real protagonist of the story is someone else."

"Who is it?" He asked, he had already made up his mind to pay attention, and he had to kill the other party after knowing it.

My maternal great-grandmother sighed, the sympathy in her eyes made him uncomfortable.

He is the emperor of a country, where does he still need people's sympathy.

"You also know it," said her great-grandmother, "your wife, and her guard." ”

"Nonsense!" He was furious and dismissed it without thinking about it.

At that time, when he first sat on the dragon chair, the world was unstable, and the people of insight in the entire Da Yin were scolding him for being a rebel and a thief!

He never minded what others said about him, just talk about it, if you really have the ability, you will fight with open fire, and win or lose for yourself.

"Even if you win the world, but you can't get what you want, the foil is destined to lose to the protagonist, heaven is destined, heaven is destined!"

"Impossible!" He glared at his maternal great-grandmother, even though he vaguely felt that most of this was true, but he refused to believe it, "My life is up to me, I am the co-master of the world, the biggest winner, and I will never lose to anyone!" ”

At that time, my great-grandmother's expression was extremely sad, it was a kind of sadness that was helpless about the established fate after years of precipitation.

She said, "If you don't believe it, then wait and see, if you lock up those two people, they will come out together sooner or later, and then you will be your emperor, they will be free, and life and death have nothing to do with you." ”

"No," he was stubborn, "Concubine Yu is the wife of the Ming Media that I am marrying, and she has been on the genealogy of the Qin family, she was born as my person, and she can only be my ghost when she dies." ”

Even if his wife had eloped with his own guards once, and the two lived in seclusion in the countryside, if he hadn't captured the man, I was afraid that he would still be alive, and where would he have thought of him.

Maternal great-grandmother shook her head and sighed uncontrollably, "What can't be stopped, what can't be stopped, she is destined to be with the guards, not to be your queen." ”

He laughed under his voice as if he had heard a joke, and the laughter was so deafening that it caused endless sorrow to spread in the hearts of the people.

"If she is obsessed, I would rather let her die than be fulfilled, so that they can live happily and let me live!" He is so paranoid and strong, he would rather be broken than broken.

If it is really destined by heaven, then he has to go against the sky and fall into the infernal hell, that is to pull the concubine with him, and never give her the slightest hope!

Later, he only remembered that his maternal great-grandmother said, "If you want to, I can help you this time, but you have to promise to give shelter to the Nanban." ”

Then he sat alone on the cold and wide golden dragon chair in the Jinluan Palace, the empty hall, the howling wind, the mottled shadows, and the silence of death.

He slowly thought about how he and Concubine Yu had come to such an irreversible point today.

Ten years ago, she took the princess's delicate and her daughter's shyness, wearing a red wedding dress, and traveled thousands of miles from the capital to Rongzhou.

She is noble and arrogant, pampered, and capricious, like a pearl with a dazzling light, which makes people want to have it, but they are afraid that they will not be able to hide her dazzling, so that they will not be easily taken away.

Although it was a predicted result, he still had a grudge against this family matter.

Even if this is what he deliberately seeks, he deliberately makes her happy with himself.

But to succumb to the situation like this is an insult to him!

Evenly, he also dislikes her, even her warm Mu Ai makes him feel like a sticky paste, plain and unpleasant.

When she doesn't like someone, she is wrong to even breathe.

It's just that later, when did he put this delicate princess in his heart?

He felt that the golden dragon chair was cold and panicked, it was really barren even lonely, when did he put people into his heart?

It was probably after the incident in Langcheng, he was poisoned by the epidemic and died nine times, maybe he saw it lightly when he was dying, of course, it may be that he returned to Rongzhou, and saw the face of Concubine Yu who was still quite concerned.

So he said to himself, since it is a foregone conclusion to get married, if he can live a beautiful life, why live as a couple.

Sometimes, good and bad are really just a thought.

The situation of those years has become the best memory of his life, so beautiful that he is reluctant to take it out from time to time to recall, but he is afraid that it will fade like an ink painting and lose its beauty.

Many years later, he suddenly looked back and suddenly realized that at that time, he had put her into his heart with his own hands, and he had become a deep love affair with respect for each other.

Who is this to blame?

But this is how the world is created to make people, when he threw his heart on her, she suddenly withdrew, saying that she was really unhappy.

He sometimes thinks that he, Qin Shou, has seen thousands of human natures, but he has not seen her through.

How can you be so heartless? The heart is happy with Muai, and the husband and wife are together, is it a matter of one sentence?

Or is it that husbands and wives in this world are all like this?

If the two sides reconcile and leave, he can accept it, after all, men and women love each other, and they can't be forced.

But how could she abandon him and choose a lowly guard? A person who is talented in appearance and ability, and none of them can pass his candidate, she is a blind and blind person!

He can accept that she no longer likes him, but he can't accept that she doesn't choose him!

This is the pride in his Qin Shou's bones.

But when he saw it with his own eyes, her intimacy with the guards, and her relaxed smile when facing others, he suddenly understood-

From beginning to end, even when he and her were most in love, she was impure and reserved for him.

It turned out that the one who fell into the gentle fragrance was just him, the god of war.

He set up a hero's mound for himself, and he never came out again.

He conquered the world, defeated countless enemies, and stepped on the eternal withering to reach the highest position, he could also make her a noble princess in her previous life, and she could continue to be respected in the second half of her life.

Such a delicate princess, without such a dazzling identity and status, how can she live.

He thought that he had fulfilled his ambition for many years and could give her the best golden cage.

However, she still didn't choose him, but hated him.

Every time she looked at him, it always reminded him of his first encounter over the years and the beauty of blending oil in honey in the past.

They are also really good, how can she resent him like this, otherwise she has no heart? Won't remember those who were good at the time?

It was dark to dawn, twilight to dawn.

He slept peacefully on the golden dragon chair, and when the courtiers came in and everything was invited, he remained silent, and at that moment he seemed to be split into two people, one calmly handling political affairs, and the other still thinking about matters related to the concubine.

After the next dynasty, he invited his great-great-grandmother, who was in the palace of Jinluan, and no one knew what he said to his great-grandmother.

Only on the second day, he went to see the concubine.

He said to her word by word, "I am with you as the queen." ”

She spat him and replied with a sneer, "Not unusual! ”

At that moment, he suddenly remembered that many years ago, he heard someone say such a sentence, "Mi Mi is pampered, and I like peach blossom rouge for a while, but I think lotus rouge is good, and finally I can't choose, she threw away the two rouges together, and used other gouache instead, she is such a character......"

He suddenly asked her, "Mimi, do you like peach blossom rouge or lotus flowers......"

He had already lived in the devil in his heart, and when he knew that she was destined not to choose him, the devil in his heart opened his teeth and claws, and finally reached the point where he couldn't control it himself.

He picked up his sword and stabbed it into her body with the same ease in her incredulous eyes, as he had done so many times on the battlefield.

He could even feel the hot blood cascading down her chest like a flower, soaking her clothes, slowly winding to his fingertips, becoming a brilliant color.

"If you don't choose me, then everything will start all over again......"

Watching her fall at her feet, her blood like the most gorgeous danqing, slowly blooming from under her, just as she was as beautiful as a flaming begonia.

His great-grandmother said to him, "The years go back, the dead come back to life, the act of going against the sky, when you want the blood of 100,000 people as a sacrifice, the rare treasure town god, with the real dragon as the hir, the ninety-five luck into the lead, can steal a glimmer of life!" ”

It took him thirty years to get all the conditions right.

He has also been enough of being the emperor, the dragon chair is cold, the court is lonely, and there is no one who wants to be together, even if he wins the world, that's it.

On that last day, he stood in the middle of the corpses and blood of 100,000 prisoners, and looked down at the princess who had never grown old in the ice coffin, as if his first encounter yesterday was in front of him.

Suddenly the sky twilight, the wind is strong, he is dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, majestic but twilight, he remembers a lot of the past, and for the descendants of Da Yin who did not leave half of the bloodline of the heirs, no matter how the flood is monstrous, it has nothing to do with him.

The only thing he heard was what his great-grandmother had told him on her deathbed—

"After going back, if the princess still doesn't choose you, she will definitely live a short life halfway, suffer all the capital punishments in the world, and live as an animal for life, and can't be a human ......"