"Your Highness." She called.

Chu Li looked at her blankly like this, but his throat was desperately suppressed, not daring to make any sound.

"Ah Yun." He muttered.

"Ah Yun, Ah Yun ......" His mind was already confused, and he could only call the name in his heart over and over again.

It seems that this is the only way to make him feel better.

The little girl reached out and held the young man's face, "Your Highness, wake up." ”

He desperately tried to push that hand away, but he couldn't stop it.

The painful and suppressed muffled snort completely shattered all the self-esteem of the teenager.

The little girl's eyes were slightly red, and there were a few hidden marks on her neck, which looked particularly beautiful in the dim candlelight.

The goddess looked down at him, as if in compassion.

One by one, the clothes slipped off, and jade-like skin appeared in the man's eyes.

The warm lips were covered, and the pain faded, like a dying fish getting sweet water.

The man gradually indulged in it, unable to extricate himself.

The golden bells rang, the curtains of the bed fell, and the cry of a woman with pain and joy lingered in his ears.

It was like a fog and a dream, but he didn't want to wake up.

The sky was dawning, and Chu Li woke up from this dream.

The woman's small hand rested on his body, and under the palm of his hand was a smooth and tender touch.

He pursed his lips, and unspeakable memories filled his mind.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Li got up cautiously.

The mild light of the first day shone on his face, and there was a hint of brightness in the young man's eyes.

He looked at the woman in the curtain, took out the safety clasp, and placed it in the palm of her hand.

A kiss fell on her fingertips, like the most devout believer.

The goddess loved him, and Chu Li suddenly felt that he might be able to become an ordinary person.

Have the joys and sorrows of a normal man.

The person on the bed muttered, and Chu Li left silently.

"Your Highness." Changsheng knelt on the ground.

"The subordinates are willing to be punished."

"Torture for seven days in the mass grotto, live forever, and if you violate the order again, you will apologize with death."

"My subordinates know."

"Let Shadow Eighteen protect her and prepare for the marriage, and I will marry Ah Yun in March."

"Your Highness means that the plan can begin?"

"Yes."

"My subordinates understand."

In the winter of the nineteenth year of Xuanning, Chu Li received an order from the Son of Heaven.

The ban was lifted, and the Beirong army provoked wars in the north many times, causing resentment among the people

Beitangmo decided to send troops to the north, and Chu left the Son of Heaven to go to the north in person.

More than a month, Beitang Mo and the early dynasty suddenly fainted, seriously ill, so that the crown prince Beitang Heng imprisoned the country.

However, in just a few days, the Son of Heaven died violently, and Li Chunru announced to the public that Beitang Mo died of the pill, and ordered the execution of all the pharmacists in the palace.

Chu Li rushed back to Yanjing overnight, but was surrounded and suppressed on the way, and had to fake his death to hide his whereabouts.

The ministers had to support the new emperor to ascend the throne, and the crown prince Beitang Heng held the Son of Heaven Order.

Soon after ascending the throne, the whole country was shocked as soon as the news came out.

The long arrow broke through the air, and the young man in the dream led his troops into the palace.

The war in the North has subsided, and on the day the new emperor ascended the throne, the rumored dead King Shengqing came back to life.

Take the dragon army straight into the palace.

The blood-stained palace wall and Beitang Heng died under the chaos of the army.

killed the king and seized the throne, but none of the officials dared to oppose it one day.

But no one knew that this ruthless and brutal young emperor panicked because of a piece of news.

The boy in the dream received the news that his Ayun was missing.

In the ninth layer of the dark prison, the young man in the dream finally found the trace of the little girl.

The world was silent, but the boy couldn't see a single color.

The black-haired and golden-crowned young man in the dark robe pushed open the cell door and saw the woman lying in a pool of blood.

The bitter cold made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.

It was as if something had torn open in his heart, and Ling Chi's pain made his vision blur.

He used all his strength to carry the little girl out of the prison.

The woman in his arms lost her life, blood snaked down the steps, and the wind was fierce, but he couldn't say a word.

The past is vivid, and the soft voice and face of the little girl seem to be right in front of me.

He's dead.

She's dead.

This realization made the boy kneel down no longer able to support it,

The soldiers in armor on both sides knelt on the ground.

The boy could no longer hear what the people around him were saying, and there was only one thought in his mind.

He's going to get her out of here.

Tears smashed on the ground, the throat was an irrepressible whimper, the cold black eyes were full of helplessness and sadness, the young emperor who held the power of life and death in the past, looked down on the world, faded into a rebellious body, and cried bitterly between this empty world and the world.

He understood what it was like to have a heartache.

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

It's a pity that everything was in vain, and the young emperor finally recognized the reality and couldn't help laughing.

"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 Ayun, the girl dared to love him passionately, but he didn't understand, didn't know how to respond, pushed 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.

Holding tightly in the girl's hand, the small peace buckle fell to the ground.

The desire to live a long life without worry, like a curse, made the boy feel painful.

The young man's pitch-black pupils lost all their brilliance, blood gushed out of his throat, and he could no longer support it and fainted.

Like a young man walking with the corpse, he put his beloved woman Fang Jing in the white jade coffin she carefully prepared.

Like a madman, he came to the Great Fanyin Temple.

He knelt in the Hall of Eternal Life for many days, begging the gods to bring the girl back.

"Have you really figured it out and come back from the dead?"

"Yes, I would trade my life for her afterlife."

"Even if there is no afterlife, I will not regret even if I die."

Use all your strength to carry the little girl out of the prison.

The woman in his arms lost her life, blood snaked down the steps, and the wind was fierce, but he couldn't say a word.

The past is vivid, and the soft voice and face of the little girl seem to be right in front of me.

He's dead.

She's dead.

This realization made the boy kneel down no longer able to support it,

The soldiers in armor on both sides knelt on the ground.

The boy could no longer hear what the people around him were saying, and there was only one thought in his mind.

He's going to get her out of here.

Tears smashed on the ground, the throat was an irrepressible whimper, the cold black eyes were full of helplessness and sadness, the young emperor who held the power of life and death in the past, looked down on the world, faded into a rebellious body, and cried bitterly between this empty world and the world.

He understood what it was like to have a heartache.

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

It's a pity that everything was in vain, and the young emperor finally recognized the reality and couldn't help laughing.

"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......"

"What do you like?