Reborn and Queen

Wu Qingyang saw the queen's humor for the first time, but she blushed at the ridicule and could only glare at the smiling guard behind her.

"Hehehe..."

Ling Yuexi no longer looked at Wu Qingyang, there was still a smile on her face, and even her eyes were tinged with brightness.

Wu Qingyang was stunned for a few seconds and slowed down a step.

"Empress..."

Wu Qingyang suddenly felt that just protecting the Queen and seeing her happy smile made his heart satisfied!

Not far away, under thousands of silk ribbons, the navy blue figure standing there added a sense of sadness to the misty rain. I kept looking at the golden phoenix chariot disappearing from the rain curtain, suddenly turned around, and strode into the rain curtain, and the cold rain fell on it.

The heavy drops on his body carried the same proud determination as him.

A tree-shaded villa in the Prince Regent's Palace.

In the pavilion with floating curtains, the beautiful sound of the piano floated out, and together with the sound of rain dripping on the glazed tiles, a touching and emotional song was played. It seemed to be the girl's faint thoughts, with endless frustration, mixed with

Deep feelings of lovesickness.

"Girl, go back! You've been playing the piano all morning, how can your body bear it?"

The maid on the side spoke with a hint of distress and tried to dissuade her.

The woman playing the piano is wearing a long dress as clear as smoke and rain, and only a delicate jasmine is inserted into her bun, but she reflects the person more delicately than the flower. The smoky black eyebrows are lightly swept, and the charming eyes are looking around, smooth and plump.

Her oval face and her cherry mouth were as charming as a phoenix. She smiled slightly and gently stroked the strings with her jade hands. Her eyes were blurred and she thought to herself: "I still remember that year when I first met the prince, in this hazy mist. He wore it.

I have been wearing purple clothes all my life, with three thousand hair like ink, and those hands that frightened the enemy on the battlefield were dancing gracefully on the strings of the piano. At that moment, I did not hesitate and jumped into the cold lake under the moonlight, just to arouse

His attention. When I swallowed the water, my heart was filled with joy. Finally, I could leave this world loving a man..."

"You got your wish!"

A tall figure soaked by the rain appeared coldly in the pavilion with a mocking voice.

The maid next to the woman stepped aside and immediately knelt down to say hello.

The woman was surprised at first, and then leaned over. After receiving the answer, she smiled gracefully at the visitor, stood up, picked up the hot pot on the table next to her, made a cup of tea, handed it to him, and said with a chuckle: "Yes! Maybe

It was God who took pity on me, a love-mad person, and finally made the prince have a heart for him." The woman paused, stared deeply at the visitor, and said slowly: "Xiang'er just loves the prince, and just wants to work hard to be with the prince.

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The person who came was none other than Xiao Mojue. He suddenly hugged the woman's soft waist tightly, stared into her blurred eyes, but seemed to see another beautiful face, and said firmly: "If I love someone, it doesn't matter whether he loves her or not."

I, regardless of whether I am married or not, will try my best to be with him and get his love!'

"Your Majesty, your clothes are wet, let Xiang'er help you change them!"

Shui Xiangyi took Xiao Mojue's cold palm.

"good!"

Xiao Mojue answered in a loud voice, as if he was speaking to himself.

Shui Xiangyi's hand was very warm. Perhaps, with this warmth, he should leave.

Outside the pavilion, Xiao Mojue opened his umbrella.

Maid Haitang followed the two of them from a distance, not only sighing.

It has been three years since Miss Shui entered the mansion. She has always looked calm, living alone in this world without arguing or making noises, never stepping out. In the past, the prince also came frequently, even if he did not stay overnight.

She would also listen to the girl's music, but in the past few months, she had never seen the prince coming. When she went to the kitchen, she secretly inquired about the prince's palace behind the girl's back, but she did not hear that any woman had entered the palace. Today

Li Zheng was trying to persuade the girl to go out for a walk. Maybe the prince had forgotten about this villa.

Girl, you've finally made it through!

Shui Xiangyi's boudoir is elegantly decorated and smells of ink, making it more refreshing than those boudoirs filled with the smell of rouge.

"I don't remember leaving any clothes here."

Xiao Mojue looked at the purple brocade gown and the soft, snow-white clothes.

Shui Xiangyi smiled slightly, unbuttoned Xiao Mojue's black python robe, and replied implicitly: "Xiang'er had nothing to do, so I tried to make a suit of clothes, but I don't know if they will fit."

After hearing this, Xiao Mojue's heart also moved, but there was no more throbbing feeling.

Ling Yuexi, that little witch, had left a deep mark on his heart from the first time they met.

"Ah! Your Majesty, your wound..."

Shui Xiangyi exclaimed, her eyes immediately filled with tears, and she gently touched the ferocious arrow wound with her fingertips. Due to the soaking in the rain, the flesh around the wound turned red and showed signs of decay.

Following Shui Xiangyi's gaze, Xiao Mojue turned his head and forgot to glance at it. With Xiao Moli's medicine, this arrow wound can be completely healed...

"Your Majesty, Xiang'er will bandage it for you."

Shui Xiangyi breathed out distressedly and turned around to get some gauze.

"It's okay. It's just a physical injury, it's nothing."

Xiao Mojue said indifferently.

'Xiao Mojue, you are so ambitious, I was almost deceived by you!'

Her cool eyes and her never-trusting heart were so unforgettable compared to her wounds. Only the painful shoulder blades on rainy days could temporarily sober up his confused heart.

Some people are hard to come by.

If life is just like the first meeting, he and she won't even be able to go back to that first meeting.

"Your Majesty, Xiang'er will personally cook for you, okay?"

Shui Xiangyi tied up her clothes and raised her head to ask.

She had always been like this, with only his shadow in her eyes, without any other emotion.

"Shui Xiangyi, if I didn't have this title, would you be willing to share the joys and sorrows with me?"

Well?

Shui Xiangyi's eyes suddenly sparkled with excitement, and she felt ecstatic in her heart.

"Your Majesty, what Xiang'er likes is yours. As long as you are with the prince, even if you don't have fine clothes and fine food, even if you have Xiang'er to serve you three meals a day, you will be satisfied!"

"I, the king, will ask your Majesty to disarm and return to the fields."

Xiao Mojue's tone became more and more indifferent, just like the cold sound of rain outside the window.

"Your Majesty!"

With a warm word, she nestled against Xiao Mojue's chest, and her joy turned into tears. She waited for this day until she lost track of time.

The rain is falling outside the window, and the drops are dripping beautifully. It seems to be worried about me, and it makes a sad and sad sound.

In an empty room in Fengqi Palace, Ling Yuexi stroked the second lady who seemed to be sleeping in the ice coffin, and burst into tears. She was a gentle and beautiful woman, with a ferocious scar on her fair and delicate face.

It was like a dozen worms had burrowed into the surface of her skin.

"His Majesty, Prince Jing is here!"

Yudai reported outside the door.

Having stopped feeling sad, Ling Yuexi regained her composure and replied to Yudai to let Prince Jing in.