Chapter 6: The Love of a Life

It turned out that he was also a hard-working person, and Nian Yuanwu looked at all this in front of her, and suddenly all her fears disappeared.

"Humph!"

The man laughed coldly, and then said: "In all dynasties, which emperor is not a harem with three thousand beauties?

Since ancient times, in front of the throne, there are only a handful of Ming monarchs, and I am afraid that more of them are faint monarchs, right? Such a high-sounding is just to find a reasonable excuse for those selfish desires and possessions!"

As he spoke, he took a step closer, lowered his head, and gently stroked the woman's cheek, affectionately, with a full tenderness in his expression.

"The ancients said: There are three thousand weak waters, and only one scoop is taken. I hope that if there is an afterlife, you and I can be born in the homes of ordinary people, without the constraints of the imperial city, without the measurement of the world, if I meet you again at that time, I will not let go, I will take you to ride a horse and sword all over the world, complete the regrets left in this life, and accompany you to see the endless scenery in this world, from the spring flowers to the falling leaves!"

At this moment, the woman in front of her was already in tears, she looked at the man in front of her with a smile, her slender fingers gently touched his face, this is probably the last time to touch him so intimately, right?

Some love has not had time to start parting, although it can't be seen or caught, but that love has gone deep into the bone marrow......

The woman's smiling voice trembled with sobs: "It's only to blame you and me for having the wrong birth in this life and entering the wrong door, after all, there is no fate, but just now, Hong'er wrote it down, Hong'er will always stay on the Huangquan Road, waiting for her husband's expectations in the next life!"

When the words fell, she pushed her neck forward without hesitation, and a bright red blood gushed out, and the sword-wielding guards beside her were completely shocked by her action, threw down the sharp weapon, and fled!

Hong'er fell, her eyes were closed, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, I'm afraid that the love has come to this, and there is no need for any meaningless words!

Two lines of tears on the man's cheeks slid down her hand at the same time as a strand of her long hair, he stretched out his hand, wanted to grab it but couldn't touch it at all, looking at the woman lying in a pool of blood, as the son of heaven, he also knelt on the ground, watching this scene, but could not do anything......

The heavy rain poured on the woman's neck, and the overflowing blood and rain mixed with a strong fishy smell, and the man pressed against the cold and white cheeks, and tears flowed!

"Since the world is destined to have no chance in this life, then we will see you in the next life, Hong'er, wait for me!"

The loyal ministers, prime ministers, and civil and military officials all knelt on their knees and begged bitterly.

"The emperor thinks twice!"

"The emperor thinks twice!"

He frowned, and said lightly, "Go back!"

Seeing that the ministers in the court refused to get up, but who knows the sourness in his heart?

After a while, he lifted up the prime minister, this kind face is probably the only person he remembers in this world, right? Although the prime minister was drenched all over, he still bent down and patted the raindrops on the hem of the prime minister's clothes.

The prime minister burst into tears, and his excitement was a little out of tune: "Your Majesty, think twice!

Hearing this, he couldn't hold back any longer, and his peaceful face rippled, "Think twice? I have thought twice, the king of this half life has made me spend all day in fear, all these years, I have not slept a peaceful night, I have not eaten a full meal, and now I can't even protect my most beloved woman, dare to ask, what is the use of you calling me this king?"

The old prime minister lowered his head and didn't dare to make a sound.

The man patted the prime minister on the shoulder, and then couldn't help but sigh!

"It is said that in life, it is rare to have a confidant," Speaking of this, he paused deliberately, swept the faces around him who had been facing all day, and laughed disdainfully: "Hmph! What I say, you won't understand it at all, in vain Hong'er She suffered all the gossip just to be with me, in vain I am the king of the world, and I can protect the world but she is alone," he said, he became excited, pointed to the civil and military officials, and shouted to the courtiers: "You, and you, who will tell me, Hong'er, what is wrong with her?" What unforgivable sin did she commit that she ended up being forced by you to commit suicide to death?"

Seeing that Long Yan was furious, the ministers hurriedly bowed their heads and bowed, and shouted in unison: "The emperor is angry~The emperor is angry~~"

"Stop your anger? Lone has long been angry, otherwise? How can you behead you all, and then leave behind an eternal infamy, a stench for thousands of years?"

With that, he stepped forward with one foot and hovered in the air......

Emperors, treasures, women, power, he never cared, these were never what he wanted, he didn't understand, why he wanted to be the crown prince, why did he have to let him succeed to the throne?

Thinking of this, he wiped away the residual tears that still had residual warmth in the corners of his eyes, shook his sleeves vigorously, and then stepped down the second foot, and the cliff road was thousands of feet, without a trace of nostalgia......

Seeing the situation, a few and the ministers dispersed one after another, but the old prime minister was alone, kneeling alone for a long time.

The rain is still ticking and falling, in fact, who knows the bitterness in his heart......?

"Ah~~~"

A roar to the sky, full of grievances, he hated ~ hated birth ~ hated the way of the world ~ hated his own incompetence ~

Nian Meiwu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, all this is like a play, the story ends, the song ends, but I can't imagine that this lake, which is now full of mud and sand, once upon a time would be a cliff overgrown with wild grass.

She lowered her head, picked up all the bones, heads, and bodies on the ground, and found a place to bury her.

"May you never have to suffer from wind and frost from now on, and you will have a place to return while waiting!"

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The man patted the blood stains on the corner of his clothes, bent down, rubbed the faces of the people around him twice in disgust, and then, pouting in disgust, got up and walked outside the hall.

"Lord, is things going well?"

"Don't mention it, the old man is too hard to say. ”

"Then why don't you give him some color and see?"

"Between you, what should I do?"

"According to the humble opinion of subordinates......"

Before the man finished speaking, the ghost monarch's expression suddenly changed, and he glared at him fiercely at a forty-five degree angle, "It's not your turn to teach you how to do things!"

"Yes, yes, the lord is angry, and his subordinates are also confused for a while, eager to share the worries of the lord, so ......"