I saw that the eggshell was cracked from the waist, and a white and tender meat paw stretched out, Mo Xiaomo secretly swallowed his saliva, how to break it if he wanted to take a bite?

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Sitting on the world, there is nothing in the end, and the jade tree is empty

The seventh year of the Great Qi Xuanming, spring.

The world is unified, the whole country celebrates, and the four seas return to one.

The front hall of Weiyang Palace, Yuxue Qionghua, the end of the jade tree. As in previous years, the flowers are brilliant, the petals are curling, fluttering and falling, the breeze is blowing, and the sky is full of flowers and rain.

The man in the bright yellow dragon robe pushed lightly with his jade hand, and the vermilion carved Zhu Tan temple door looked at the Qionghua jade tree in front of him a little stunned. As soon as the door of the hall opened, the warm spring breeze carried the crystal jade flowers with the wind through the hall in the hall, and they flew around.

Raised his legs and crossed the threshold of the hall, lowered his eyes and glanced at the rocking chair full of petals under the Qionghua tree, and finally couldn't bear it. The big hand with distinct bones stretched out from the bright yellow cuffs, and some trembling gently stroked the rocking chair, perhaps it had not been used for some time, and no one took care of it, and there was a slight squeak when shaking, and the rocking chair was full of Qionghua, and it fell a little.

In the empty Weiyang Palace, the sound of rocking chairs rubbing against each other suddenly made the already silent palace even more lonely.

Ring eyes glanced at the scenery in front of the hall, the misty hot springs, and the white air. The octagonal glazed magnolia pavilion is magnificent, and the hibiscus in front of the court is just a little new green shoot, but there is no difference. What can be seen the change is the obviously thicker Qionghua tree in front of it.

Yuxue's petals fell and fell on the man's uncombed black hair that was scattered over his shoulders. It adds a little softness to the man's cold and hard aura, and the scenery is still there, in fact, the biggest difference should be that the person who should be there is not there.

Qi Jinqing stroked the thick and rugged trunk of the Qionghua tree with her big hand, raised her head and looked at the blue sky, as if the person who kept him awake at night and dreamed back at midnight had returned, standing under the tree as before, scarlet clothes and hair like snow.

With a lazy tone, he said lightly to himself, "Qi Jinqing, Mo Qingcheng, I have decided not to love you anymore, who do you love in the future has nothing to do with me?" ’

If I were to answer now, I would answer like this. 'Well, I don't want you to love me, I just want to love you. But why did you leave me alone in the end? You're gone, and where have you gone? Can I still find you in the vast sea of people like this life?

Also, the world is unified, and this world is finally mine. But in the end, what I want is not this right, nor this boundless mountains and rivers. Rather, rather...... And what? yes, what......

I don't seem to remember the last time I saw you, but I still remember that it was a little cold, and the warm jade bricks and the fierce charcoal fire under the jade in the Zichen Hall did not make me feel a trace of warmth.

When you enter the inner hall, you lie on the bed as if you had fallen asleep in the past, your long inky hair swaying like satin, and your pale face is still suffocatingly beautiful, but the only difference is that you have no breath, and you will no longer hear me as you did in the past, frowning lightly to express dissatisfaction.

On the desk in front of the bed, there are plum blossoms that I cut when I went to the imperial garden in the morning, and the plum fragrance is cold. The other one slipped from the bed and fell to the ground, and the red petals were scattered on the brocade quilt, which made me feel uncomfortable to see.

I still remember that I was very calm and calm, and I didn't even mess up my pace, I walked to the side of the bed as I did in the past, picked up the plum blossoms on the ground and put them next to your pillow, tucked the quilt for you, and put back the hand that you often put outside the brocade quilt when you sleep.

It's just that no one knows that I feel empty in my heart when I hold your cold and slightly stiff hands. I took off my shoes and robe, and pulled out the medicine that I had been preparing for many days from the cuffs, and after taking this medicine, I could go back to you, right?

But at this moment, there was a cry of the child in the outer hall, I smiled bitterly, put down the medicine, our child is still there, you gave birth to him desperately. You and I are gone, leaving him alone, and even if I find you again in the next life, your temperament will definitely not pay attention to me.