"Ye Ningxiang, give me back my life!"

"Ye Ningxiang, I'm going to kill you!"

A cry for life lingered in Ye Ningxiang's ears, and Ye Ningxiang ran aimlessly in this vast world, trying to avoid these people who came to ask for her life.

The darkness swallowed up the vast heaven and earth, and a pair of eyes with spiritual light seemed redundant and useless in this boundless world. The black night was like a huge net that imprisoned her, and no matter how much she ran, she could not escape the boundless darkness.

A exhausting exhaustion crept over her, and she stopped and sat down on her knees, her eyes full of fierceness.

"Come on, you cowards, come and kill me! Kill me and I won't get your life back. ”

Ye Ningxiang laughed wildly as if she was crazy, and that laughter sounded so harsh and pathetic in such a silent and desolate situation.

Those people, the people who had been killed by herself, seemed to have turned into ghosts and haunted her. However, even if she is broken into thousands of pieces at this moment, they will not be able to change a single bit after all, the loser will always be the loser, and even if she dies, she is still the one who wins to the end.

Gradually, the sound of asking for her life behind Ye Ningxiang stopped, and the silence around her was terrifying. She dragged her tired body to the ground, the sweat from her forehead pooling into drops and slowly sliding down her cheeks.

"Xiao Su. ”

I don't know how long it took, Ye Ningxiang's ears sounded a very soft voice, the voice sounded like a call to her lover in a distant place, so illusory, ethereal, but it contained a deep affection that penetrated people's hearts.

"Who?"

Ye Ningxiang stopped laughing, stared at the front with round eyes and looked ahead vigilantly, only to see a white shadow faintly flashing on the originally pitch-black earth. The shadow rushed towards her, and the figure gradually became clear, a tall, thin man. But no matter how much Ye Ningxiang gathered his energy to look, he could never see the person's appearance clearly.

Ye Ningxiang tried her best to get up, her eyes were as cold as ice, and she asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The man walked up to her without fear and seemed to be smiling at her, "Xiao Su, do you really not remember?"

This person's words were like a fire burning in Ye Ningxiang's heart, making her icy heart thaw and even warm. It's obviously a very familiar feeling, but she can't find the slightest trace of this person in her memory.

Ye Ningxiang just wanted to respond, but the person in front of him shattered into pieces one by one without warning, like a fine piece of porcelain being thrown to the ground, and the once beautiful was all turned into unspeakable regret.

Then, the fragments became even more fragmented, and finally turned into golden-red ashes and floated loosely in the air, making the originally dark heaven and earth suddenly star-studded.

"Don't, don't!"

Obviously she was an unknown person, and she hadn't even seen his appearance clearly, but at the moment when he was wiped out, she unconsciously cried bitterly, and her heart was so painful that she lost consciousness as if it had been torn apart by life.

Who is he? Who is he? Ye Ningxiang opened her hands and scratched at the star-studded air, trying to keep the ashes floating in the air, but she didn't catch anything.

Gradually, the golden-red ashes merged with the dark heaven and earth, and finally disappeared without a trace, and everything returned to the boundless darkness.

Ye Ningxiang knelt on the ground, seeing the last ash dissipate, the whole person seemed to have lost his mind, and wailed heartbreakingly in the dark world.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, wake up!"

The little palace maid was bold, and said softly while gently shaking Ye Ningxiang's arm.

Ye Ningxiang struggled to open her eyes, only to find that everything that had happened before was actually a dream.

Her cheeks were slightly cold, and when she reached out to touch them, there were large patches of tears hanging on her face, and her pillow was already soaked with tears from her sleep.

The little palace maid lowered her head timidly, not daring to speak, for fear that Ye Ningxiang would kill her in anger.

Ye Ningxiang quickly wiped away the tears on her face, and the cold in her eyes was pressing, "Today's incident is not allowed to be revealed to the outside world, otherwise Ling Chi will be executed, you know?"

"No. ”

In recent days, Ye Ningxiang has often had such strange dreams, no matter where she is in the dream, there will always be a man dressed in white who seems to be very handsome in the end, and then turns into ashes in front of her without warning. Without exception, Ye Ningxiang had never seen that person's face clearly.

Ye Ningxiang smiled bitterly in her heart, after all, she is not as healthy as a little girl when she is old, and a dream can make her sleep unstable every day. But compared to the bad things she's done, revenge for herself with nightmares is nothing to mention.

Her husband told her that she had a serious illness twenty years ago, and that it was only then that he had forgotten many things from the past. She only vaguely remembered that she lived in this body, her name in her previous life seemed to be Su Huang, she was an ordinary-looking and cowardly woman, because her father was framed, and finally ended up dying in the wilderness.

thought that life would return to dust, but she didn't expect her to be reborn as Ye Ningxiang, and it took twenty years to reach the peak of power step by step with this identity.

The founding monarch of the Daye Dynasty, the first woman in the history of Kyushu to be called the emperor, such a title will be praised no matter hundreds or thousands of years have passed.

However, she is not a good person, murdering relatives and friends, poisoning her husband, mutilating concubines, framing ministers, and the originally peaceful land of Kyushu has become bloody and messy because of her.

Ye Ningxiang changed into a luxurious red dress under the service of the maid, and against the backdrop of the dress, her originally gloomy face actually gave birth to a somewhat bewitching appearance.

"Is the banquet of the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival ready?" Ye Ningxiang asked the female officer beside her with a gloomy face.

The female official lowered her head and replied timidly, "It is ready, and the officials have already waited for His Majesty to come in the Imperial Garden." ”

Hearing this, Ye Ningxiang's eyes became even colder, and her tone became more gloomy, "You mean to say that I am late for this banquet?"

"No, no, the slave has no such intention, please spare your majesty!" The female official was shocked, and immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ye Ningxiang fiercely, and a bloody mark appeared on her forehead.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ningxiang smiled a little incomprehensibly: "What are you doing, when did I want your life?"

Hearing Ye Ningxiang say this, the female official's expression became even more panicked, her eyes widened with tears, she looked at Ye Ningxiang in horror, and did not dare to speak.

"Alright, you go down and get busy. ”

It turned out that he really let himself go. The female official hurriedly kowtowed and thanked her, and then trotted all the way out of Changle Palace.

It's another year of the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival, the festival of spring flowers, the flowers and plants outside the Changle Palace greedily suck the warm sunlight, raise their heads in the warm spring breeze, and seem to be smiling.

The luxurious step was already waiting outside the Changle Palace, and the eunuch who led the team saw Ye Ningxiang walk out, respectfully helped her to the front of the step bowl, and then acted as a human saddle to let Ye Ningxiang sit on the step bowl safely.

In the imperial garden, the banquet has been set up, and the civil and military officials have already been in place, probably because Ye Ningxiang has not yet arrived, they have neither feasted nor talked about music, and they all sat respectfully on their seats waiting for the arrival of the empress.

Ye Ningxiang looked at these men who didn't dare to make a sound, showed a frining smile, and then flicked her sleeves and sat down in the seat magnificently.

"Today is the Ten Thousand Flowers Festival, we don't discuss the government, ignore the worries, just appreciate the delicacy in this garden in a down-to-earth manner, and enjoy the joy of this feast!"

Baiguan first kowtowed to thank him, and then let go of his courage to start drinking, enjoying the scenery, and watching the dancing girls.

This royal garden seems to have been specially decorated, and all kinds of flowers bloom everywhere, and the flowers are particularly refreshing against the green grass. The breeze blows, and from time to time there will be falling petals suspended in the air, which makes the whole garden fragrant and rich.

In such a rare beauty, Ye Ningxiang should have been in a happy mood, but she felt lost and even sad as if she had lost something.

What had she forgotten in her memory, and who was the man who often appeared in her dreams? The questions in her mind swirled in her mind over and over again, Ye Ningxiang took a big sip of wine in annoyance, but suddenly found that the originally noisy banquet was terrifyingly quiet for a moment.

Because everybody stopped, staring at a person, a person who suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The man was tall and thin, with three-dimensional facial features and a handsome face, with big peach blossom eyes and deep-set eye sockets, as if just looking at him would seduce your soul.

The most amazing thing is that he is wearing an equally gorgeous red dress, but this dress is different from Ye Ningxiang's, because this is a wedding dress that is only worn when they are married.

That person moved in front of Ye Ningxiang in an instant without anyone seeing it clearly, but his eyes were full of concern and love.

Ye Ningxiang moved her body back, wanting to stay away from him, then her eyes widened, and she asked with some surprise: "I didn't invite you, how did you come in?"

The man actually smiled affectionately, and looked at her with a pair of peach blossom eyes with affection, "Xiao Su, do you really not remember?

As soon as these words came out, Ye Ningxiang suddenly flew into the air, crossed the dining table, and directly entered the man's arms, and then two soft and warm things collided between her lips and teeth, and she fixed her eyes on the man's lips.

In front of the public and in full view, this man dared to kiss the lord of the Daye Dynasty very devotedly!

She wanted to resist, but there was a voice in her heart that made her irresistible to the man's every movement.

At this moment, there was a rain of flowers around her, and those petals seemed to be elves hanging in the air, smiling at the two of them who were also hanging in the air.

And the black hair of the man in front of her turned white, and six long white tails swayed in the air. However, this change did not affect the man's mouth movement in the slightest, and he kissed tighter, the tip of his tongue slightly stretched forward, trying to pry open her tightly closed lips.

In an instant, Ye Ningxiang's whole body became sour as if she had been electrocuted, as if something had spread wantonly from her lips to all corners of her body.

That was the memory of her and him that had been frozen for many years and forgotten by her.