Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

Qingyun and Yuan Xu often use the retrospective mirror to look at the people they miss in their free time. Just take a look. Because they understand that everyone has their own life trajectory, cause or effect, and they can no longer control it.

On the second day of his ascension, King Rui was proud to change his country's title. In the second year, Shen Zhenzhu was named queen.

In the spring of the second year of Dayong, King Rui married the 13-year-old princess of Daxia and was named Shunfei. In the fall, he married the princess of Gaudí and was named Roufei.

King Rui seemed to have a better understanding of the emperor's way than the original emperor Ling Chen.

His queen is a standard good queen, who does not compete for favor, jealousy, or angry. She was generous and cared for every concubine in the harem.

It was late autumn again, and Pearl was sick, and Yu Rong came to see her in the palace.

The courtyard was full of autumn colors, and two people were sitting in the courtyard drinking tea.

Pearl looked at Yu Rong, who had a big belly, and said, "You are inconvenient, and it is not easy to go out and walk around. Besides, I am a sick body. Big Brother Bai will blame me."

Yu Rong said, "It will be cold in a few days, so I won't go out, and I am about to give birth. I heard that you are sick, come and see you. Your face is not good, so it is still not easy to fall asleep at night?"

Pearl nodded.

Yu Rong said: "If Qingyun is still there, she can cure this insomnia."

Pearl said: "I am sick and cannot get rid of the root. Even if she is a god, she can't cure my illness."

A burst of laughter came from outside, the sound was so pleasant.

"Is the emperor accepting his concubine again?" Yu Rong asked.

Pearl nodded: "Well, it's the Jade Princess of Shang Dan Country."

Yu Rong said: "Pearl, why don't you live for yourself once? If you don't want the emperor to accept the concubine, you can ask, why do you have to live so tired?"

Pearl smiled bitterly: "Is it useful to bring it up? Not everyone has the courage of Qingyun, nor is everyone as cool and lucky as you. I can stay by his side, I am very satisfied. Most people are like this. Alive." Pearl listened to the singing and laughing outside, but her heart was filled with unprecedented loneliness.

Yu Rong said: "You haven't tried it, how come you feel useless?"

She held Pearl’s hand and said, “Qingyun and I just know what we want and have worked hard for what we want. Therefore, there are many things, don’t try, don’t jump to conclusions, don’t tell them. , Others don’t know what you need."

Bai Shaoting retreated and took Yu Rong back to his home.

Pearl watched them walking arm in arm and walking in the night, feeling more and more cold and helpless. She looked around, her palace was extremely gorgeous, but there was nothing she wanted.

What does she want? If she started from scratch, would she still choose this kind of life?

"If you don't try it, how do you know?" Her mind remembered Yu Rong's words.

On the night of Lidong, the emperor spent the night at the Qiao concubine in Xinna. In the second watch, the emperor had fallen asleep.

The maid of the queen's palace, the little goose, hurried over to call the emperor, and the princess of the beautiful concubine Peier stopped her: "The emperor and the empress have just fallen asleep, so you can't disturb."

The little goose said: "The empress is sick, don't you go to report to the emperor, are you afraid that the emperor will blame it?"

Pei Er said: "I will report to the emperor, but I have to wait for the emperor and the master to wake up."

Xiaoyan cried angrily and returned to Zhong'an Palace.

In Zhong'an Palace, Pearl looked at Xiao Yan: "Don't cry. I'm fine."

She is really fine, she just wants to try it, does he still have her in his heart?

Let the little goose move over the brazier, and Pearl threw some poems into the fire and watched them being engulfed by the tongue of fire. He threw in a handkerchief with aqua-blue embroidered pink albizia flowers.

The little goose cried and said, "Manny, this is something you treasure, why should you burn it?"

Pearl smiled: "A lot of things have been forgotten. What is left of this veil."

This handkerchief was given to her by King Rui at that time. At that time, she was still a court lady, and he was still King Rui.

In the middle of the night, the emperor woke up and asked casually: "I seem to hear who has been here?"

Qiao Fei shook her head, "No."

Pei'er who came in to wait on said in a low voice: "The little goose in the Queen's Palace has been here, saying that the queen's mother is uncomfortable. The emperor is sleeping, and the slaves have not had time..."

Without waiting for Concubine Qiao to say anything, the emperor got up, put on his own clothes, and left in a hurry.

He walked to the door and retreated: "Why didn't you report it just now? The stick is thirty!"

He hurried to Zhong'an Palace.

The girl at the door was about to go in and report, the emperor waved his hand.

He lowered his steps and walked in slowly.

The deep palace is cold and silent. She lay on the wide bed, curled up, occupying a small corner. The beautiful quilt wrapped her in layers, together with her emotions.

He stepped forward slowly, went to bed, and held her tightly in his arms.

Qingyun closed the mirror and sighed deeply.

What kind of life each person lives is actually determined by his personality.

The sun shines on everyone, it is the same. What is different is how I feel. Is it a compromise or resistance to life?

Ling Chen said: "If you miss them, you can go back and see them."

Qingyun shook his head: "No. It's good to see it this way."

"In the future, Qingcheng Continent will be in charge of Xin Jingping. I want to go to Qingcheng Continent to take a look. By the way, I will take a look at Qingyitang." Qingyun said.

Ling Chen agreed, "What else? Only go to Qingcheng Mainland?"

Qingyun smiled: "Of course. We didn't say it. You are responsible for anything on the Western Zhou Continent. Am I responsible for anything on the Chaoyun Continent? Did you use the retrospect to secretly look at Huayan again?"

Ling Chen smiled, "You have been the female emperor of the Wuzhou Continent, and you are so careful! Huayan and I are really nothing. I am watching when their turmoil will end, Zuo Lang will go out in person, and it is really effective. It is you and Huayan. Huo Jingyun, did you peek at Huo Jingyun?"

Qing Yun raised his face and said, "Yes, are you only allowed to look at Huayan, but not Huo Jingyun? I heard that he is married!"

Western Zhou Dynasty mainland.

Seven days and seven nights of fierce fighting finally wiped out the last resisters. The last wave of Jin Guangzhe's forces was buried in this desolate yellow sand by Huo Jingyun.

The blood stained the only Baishui River here, the corpses floating on the river stretched for more than a dozen miles, and the excitement of the vultures screamed in the air for a long time.

The more battles he went through, the colder his heart became. Huo Jingyun's face had not smiled for a long time. After a long time, everyone had forgotten his smile.

"Your Majesty, Moshan is in front of you." Bai Lang said loudly.

The white wolf was left to him by Qingyun. Bai Lang led him to find the treasures under Xuanshan, those saltpeters, those sulfur, and red copper, which is the raw material for making swords. It turns out that Xuanshan is a treasure mountain.

"Moshan? There is also a Moshan here?" Huo Jingyun's eyes lit up when he heard the name of this mountain.

White Wolf nodded, "Yes, there is a kind of deer on Moshan Mountain, with four legs, which can indicate the weather. I don't know if I can meet it."

"Then go take a look."

The army camped at the foot of Moshan Mountain to rest.

Huo Jingyun's original white shirt had no color. He took off his armor, changed into clean white clothes, took Gu Fan and White Wolf into Moshan.

This mountain is called Moshan, but there are a lot of white soil and a lot of whetstones.

The mountains are verdant trees and overgrown with weeds. In the late autumn weather, the melons and fruits are full of branches, the leaves are old and green, and the colorful red leaves have a mature and deep beauty.

A few households on the side of the mountain road, smoke curling up.

"Ling'er, you wild girl is climbing a tree again! Such a big person, and being seen by others, can you still get married!"

The woman in the forest stopped drinking, and everyone was startled.

Huo Jingyun heard that "Linger" as if struck by lightning.

He walked forward, and on the tall sweetgum tree in front, sat a fifteen or six-year-old woman with a wreath of sunflowers on her head, holding wild fruits in her hand, still in the sky. , Raise his face and open his mouth to pick it up.

She has good accuracy and can catch it every time.

Standing under the tree was a woman in her thirties, akimbo training her. The woman didn't seem to hear her, and she was eating wild fruits methodically.

Huo Jingyun could vaguely see that the grass grows Yingfei. He is still a seventeen-year-old boy standing behind the big tree, watching the little demon-like woman with wild flowers on her head lying on the tree bed, shaking her head and shaking her head.

Time passed between fingers, where did the boy and the girl go?

At this time, the woman's temples were shattered and her eyes were clear. This picture is familiar and unfamiliar. It turns out that everything is changing, but her shadow has never changed for many years.

It was only ten years, it turned out to be that long. The years told them that everything has already reincarnated.

It turns out that one thought is a lifetime.

The girl suddenly found so many strange men standing under the tree, she screamed in panic, and slid down...

She fell into that warm and hard embrace, and saw a pair of eyes that were gentle and deep as ink.

She is not afraid of him.

"What is your name?" he asked her.

"Ling'er."

"What's your last name?"

"Green. Qing Linger."

Huo Jingyun's eyes were filled, "Ling'er, are you willing to go with me?"

The girl reached out and stroked the teardrop that overflowed his eyes: "Yes."

On the eighth day of September in the sixth year of Daxin in the Western Zhou Dynasty, Huo Jingyun got married and named Qing Ling'er as a concubine.

The eldest prince was born the following year.

Huo Jingyun didn't have a queen in his life, and there was only one Lingfei around him.

It was spring when Qingyun gave birth to her daughter, so she named her Yuan Ziyi. This year, Yuan Ziqing was five years old.

It is spring again, Qingyun is rarely free, leaving behind the troubled government affairs and sitting in the yard to repair the roses. In the distance, Yuan Ziyi carried Yuan Ziyi on his shoulders, and Yuan Ziyi reached for the freshly-bearing flat peaches on the tree.

Not far away, the six-year-old Yuanzi Qingwujian was tired, and the little fairy beside him was wiping his sweat, picking the corners of his mouth, not knowing what he said, making the little fairy blush.

Qingyun thought of the long-lasting woman who was desperate for love.

Every woman will experience a love catastrophe in her heart. During her blooming years, she will be willing or bruised all over her body, so she knows what she needs.

Every woman will have two men in her heart, one is the perfect dream lover in your heart, and the other is the partner who gets along day and night in reality.

Those pious vows made when we were young have gradually faded, and life always makes us numb or sober.

But at a certain moment, the fake face and the true heart will collapse suddenly. If that day comes, you must open your eyes, look straight, face it, and then find out your heart.

So he was born again.

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(2018 is over, and the 2019 meeting is a good start. Thank you for the encouragement of the book friends along the way. You have read all your comments. No matter good or bad, as long as you are sincere, you will accept it. I wish you all in the new year. I want everything to happen!)