"Master, why did Your Excellency let me enter the world?" In the Jade Butterfly Palace, the petite and delicate girl snuggled up to the Jade Butterfly Immortal. Take a closer look, the girl has bright eyes and bright teeth, double pupils cut water, and a slight smile, like a hibiscus out of the water, charming but not demonic.

"If a butterfly wants to cultivate into an immortal, it must first go through the mortal, and only in the mortal world can it become an immortal if it does not lose its heart. The immortal chief lowered his eyes and looked at the girl beside him, and sighed softly: "You have now been cultivating for five hundred years, and the things that Your Excellency said should be put on the agenda." ”

"Master, they say that there are many people in the world," the girl frowned, "What is the world?"

"Selfishness, cowardice, hypocrisy. ”

"Is that all?"

"Affectionate, righteous, and loving. ”

"Master, what is the world?"

"Dirty ......" Immortal Chang was silent for a long time, and slowly spoke: "Warm." ”

"Has Master ever been ordinary?"

"Experienced. The white-clothed immortal elder held his forehead, as if he remembered the past.

"Master, I'm afraid. The girl threw herself into the fairy chief's arms, trembling slightly. She has never left the man in front of her since she had her senses.

"Don't be afraid," Jade Butterfly Immortal gently stroked the girl's head: "In this world, there will always be someone like Master who will accompany you." ”

"Who's that guy?"

"It's up to you to find it yourself. ”

Early cold country, Jiuhetai.

"Brother Jiu," King Wu Rong pulled his young son in front of him, pushed him to the side of the man in front of him, and knelt on one knee himself: "Ever since I took the initiative to defend the border, I have known that there would be such a day. It's just that the child is innocent, the emperor can suspect me and kill me, but I can't bear to go into the Yellow Spring with the dog. ”

"Eleventh brother," King Baohe, who looked thin and thin, stepped forward to help King Wurong: "In the future, I will definitely treat Si Che as my own......

"No, Brother Jiu," King Wurong hurriedly interrupted King Baohe: "This will arouse the emperor's suspicions, I only hope that Brother Jiu can hand over Si Che to the servants in the palace to raise and grow up peacefully." ”

“...... Okay," King Baohe looked at King Wurong, who was looking at death as if he were at home, and his heart was full of grief: "Your Majesty...... Why do you have to force you to do this...... We were brothers and sisters, and now we are only you and me......"

"Brother Jiu, my mother is just a maid of the Queen Mother," King Wu Rong smiled bitterly: "What...... The emperor allowed me to live until now, which is the result of my 100% humiliation...... Now I'm a walking corpse. ”

Bao He Wang looked at the haggard younger brother in front of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: At present, the emperor only left himself a sibling, but because they were both born to the queen mother, and they were sick and weak since childhood......

Ten days later, King Baohe received the news that King Wurong had been given death.

"Aren't you afraid of God's curse, Lin Jingnian ......" Baohe Wang spit out a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground and smiled miserably: "Why bother...... Why bother...... He was your favorite brother back then......"

"Your Majesty, Bao and Wang He...... "The eunuch hurriedly came to report.

"What?" Lin Jingnian stood up violently, and his left hand crumpled the fold that was being reviewed: "Why...... Why ......"

"Jinghe!" In the Qianjue Palace, the young king sat on the ground, his eyes blank.

"Evil," the Queen Mother touched the Buddha beads on her chest and burst into tears: "For the sake of Jingnian and Jinghe, I have created countless evils...... But in this palace, people have always killed people without blinking, and people eat people...... My third princess and fourth elder brother all died, and now God, I want my white-haired person to send a black-haired person......"

The surrounding maids and aunts were busy comforting, and the Queen Mother just shook her head with tears: "Tell the emperor that the mourning family is tired." ”

The elderly queen mother sat in front of the mirror and looked at her aging face, remembering how she looked when she entered the palace, and stroked her cheeks with a wry smile......

I am in the calculation all my life, but I don't want to get it but I still have nothing. Was there something wrong? Or was it never......

That night, the Queen Mother went to bed early and never woke up.