After she married into the Changle Palace, she never came out, Xie Liancheng hated her and rarely went to her room.

At that moment, Lianxiang got up and climbed onto Xie Liancheng's bed, she personally broke the two of them in her house, and Lianxiang carried her aunt the next day.

If Jun Zishu hadn't seen Lianxiang's villainous appearance in her previous life, she would have been coaxed by her. She couldn't help but hold her lower abdomen.

That year, it snowed heavily in Yanjing, which was rare in a century, she lost her only child, drenched in blood, and was given a pill in the soup by Lianxiang, her body and bones became weaker and weaker, and she stabbed unbearably every rainy day.

It was also this child who made her heart like ashes, moved to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Yanjing, and cut off contact with everyone.

Then, she died in the spring of the first year of Zhaoning.

The past is like a cloud.

"That's great!" Jun Zishu groaned, full of hope for the future.

God has mercy, in this life, she can get rid of the shackles of fate, no longer be the young lady of Yong'an Bofu, the princess of Changle Palace, just be the most ordinary woman in the world, and simply go through her life.

In the middle of the moon, everything is silent.

Xu was tired for many days, and Chu Li rarely fell asleep.

The pain in his heart tore at the boy who had fallen into a nightmare, and he frowned, feeling unprecedented pathos.

In the dark and damp dungeon, the woman collapsed in a pool of blood, her plain white face mottled with blood, and the exposed skin was scarred, and the blood stained her clothes red.

Chu Li threw down the long sword in his hand, rushed into the cell and carefully picked up the woman.

"Ah Yun, don't be afraid, my brother will take you away......" The man's eyes were slightly red, and the woman in his arms was thin and unpopular, and one arm hung weakly.

"We're ...... out of here"

In the winter of the nineteenth year of Xuanning, heavy snow fell in Yanjing without warning.

Heaven and earth are like a vegetarian, and the black-haired and golden-crowned young man in the dark clothes walked out of the door of the nine-layer hell with the girl in his arms.

Jun Chaoyun lost his life, and blood snaked down the young man's robe, falling on the snow-covered steps like brilliant red plums.

The soldiers in armor on both sides knelt on the ground, the cold wind was cold, and the knife cut the young man's thin face, and he could no longer support his knees.

Tears smashed on the ground in large pieces, there was an irrepressible whimper in his throat, and his black eyes were full of helplessness.

The boy finally learned to cry.

The snow covered Jun Chaoyun's hair, and the young man suddenly sensed something, and covered his face on the girl's cold cheeks, rubbing it constantly, trying to use his body temperature to wake up Jun Chaoyun.

Unfortunately, everything was in vain, and the young emperor finally recognized the reality, and laughed while crying.

The immortal behind him didn't dare to step forward, and looked at the emperor who had fallen into madness in front of him.

"It's so cold here, Ah Yun, I'm cold, can you see how I am?" The boy muttered.

"Aren't you most sorry for me......"

"I'll give you whatever you like, take you to be the queen, it's good to be my queen, you can do whatever you want......"

"I won't lie to you this time, will you forgive me?"

"I hurt so much, my heart hurts so much, Ah Yun, you teach me ......"

Teach him how not to be so painful, the gods and Buddhas have never had mercy on him.

The boy groped for a humble growth, no one taught him how to love people, he didn't understand before, but until he met his Ah Yun, the girl dared to love him passionately, but he didn't understand, didn't know how to respond, pushed this girl away again and again.

But now, the love buried in the bottom of my heart has completely exploded, but it can be followed by deep remorse.

The small peace buckle held in the girl's hand fell to the ground, and she never let go of the heart she had given to the girl until she died, and the young emperor's heart ached, and blood gushed out from his throat.

The wind was fierce, Chu Li's vision gradually blurred, and he fainted under a cry of exclamation.

At dawn, the boy in the ruined temple woke up from a nightmare, and was greeted by a delicate and well-behaved girl.

"You're having nightmares, Ah Li." The girl affirmed.

The little girl twisted her wrist, which was clenched tightly, and the boy looked down and reacted, and suddenly let go of his hand.

Chu Li calmed down, the red marks on the little girl's neck became more and more obvious, the full lips may have just finished drinking water, and there were still bright and shiny, last night's kiss poured into his mind, and the young man looked away unnaturally.

"After dinner, let's hurry up and leave." Jun Chaoyun completely extinguished the fire and got up to pack his baggage.

Quietly moving the wrist that was being dragged and hurting, just after seeing that Ah Li was rarely asleep, he couldn't bear to wake up, but he was caught by the young man who was in a nightmare, and he refused to let go for a long time, so he went with him.

I don't know how terrible it is, so that he can't live in his dreams.

Los Angeles is one of the largest cities in Zhaozhou, with the waterway of the Wuding River, prosperous trade, and an endless stream of merchants.

The battle ahead has come to Los Angeles in recent days, and many displaced people have been received.

When the two arrived, they simply interrogated them where they came from, and seeing that they were a pair of thin brothers and sisters, the soldiers guarding the door quickly let them go.

"It's not convenient to stay in Los Angeles for a long time, so we'll have to rest for two days at most before we set off." The teenager is in the middle of a busy street, but he still has a lot of concerns.

"I knew that if there was a passenger ship that was willing to carry us, it would save a lot of time." Jun Chaoyun came to Los Angeles, in addition to the dry food on his body that needed to be replenished, the most important thing was to take the waterway.

What happened in the ruined temple has shown that it is not safe along the road, but Los Angeles is not a place to stay for a long time, the war has started, and the guards in Los Angeles are still so loose, obviously the officials are not strict.

In fact, it is normal, the dragon army in the north is stationed, and I am afraid that even the officials of Los Angeles will not believe that the enemy army can break through Los Angeles.

Da Li had the appearance of the dead country as early as this time.

"Find an inn to stay in first, and then make plans."

"Okay."

After days of eating and sleeping in the open air, Jun Chaoyun threw himself into the soft bed and slept as soon as he entered the wing of the inn, and let Xiao Er carry the water and take a comfortable bath.

After doing all this, Jun Chaoyun suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

She just looked like a mess and went to light Ah Li, she really didn't see it.

But everything has been done, and it can't erase her hooliganism.

Xu was too conniving with the young man in her previous life, which made her feel bold, completely forgetting that this little madman was an out-and-out tyrant in the book, stepping on his minefield and jumping around, it was really the first person in the past.

In the wing room separated by only one wall, Chu Li slowly drank the tea in his hand, listening to the girl next door beating her chest and feet, and the corners of her mouth curved a little.

The white dove outside the window fluttered its wings, and Chu Li took down the secret letter tied between its legs.

When the contents of the note are clearly visible, it is burned out in a candle, leaving a small amount of dust.