"Remember? I once said that I wanted you to bury me on the top of the mountain." I smiled, as if life and death were not a big deal to me, and I only had him in my eyes.

"Qingchi, that day will never come. Don't give up. It will get better. We will grow old together, live in the same quilt and die in the same hole. Even in the end, you will accompany me to sleep in the underground palace."

I smiled weakly, "No, Azheng, please forget about me! Burn my body and throw it into the sea. Never remember me again." My strength gradually left me, my head felt heavy, and I couldn't even speak.

difficulty.

"No, Qingchi, I won't forget, and don't forget." Ying Zheng looked at me with red eyes, and held my hand tightly with a pair of strong hands.

"Forget me, don't leave my mark, don't give up on me because of my departure, let alone be uninterested in political affairs." I paused and said with difficulty: "In the future, you will still have many beauties accompanying you.

beside."

"Qingchi, stop talking. I will never forget that since I met you when I was 13 years old, you have been my one and only, and it has never changed." He put my hand to his lips and kissed me, but I felt his lips

He kept trembling, which made me even more sad.

"I know, but I want to see you happy even more. You living happily is my biggest wish at the moment. There are many big things waiting for you to complete in the future." I wanted to smile at him and tell him that I don't mind.

I just hope he can be happy in the future.

"Qingchi, I don't want to hear this, I just want you to live."

I looked at him and saw that he was acting like a child, as if he was satisfied with Xiao Zheng, so I took his hand and said weakly: "Zheng, it is your destiny to unify the world."

"Qingchi, I don't want to hear these words from you. If I don't have you by my side, what does the world mean to me?" Ying Zheng stopped looking at me, held my hand tightly with both hands, and held it in front of his face to cover his face.

His face was very dark, but from the corner of my eye, I could already see his shoulders shaking slightly.

"A Zheng, you are the emperor of the ages. Xiao Zheng and I are both proud of you." I wanted to encourage him and hoped that he would not say such self-defeating words.

"Qingchi..." Ying Zheng was still saying something in my ears, but I gradually couldn't hear it anymore. I felt that my head was getting heavier and heavier, and my consciousness gradually became less and less. Xiao Zheng, my father, my mother, everything in modern times seemed to be lost.

It's like a movie spinning in my mind.

Then there is Ying Zheng. He was a young man when he was 13 years old. He was full of ambition when he was 21 years old. He was already an emperor at the age of 33...

Scenes of my acquaintance, acquaintance, and love with him came into my mind one by one, and then hurriedly passed by, as if there had never been a trace.

Just let me alone remember these, Zheng, please forget them forever! In this way, there will be no more sadness and sadness!

The first is that it is best not to meet each other, so as not to fall in love; the second is that it is best not to meet each other, so that there is no need to miss lovesickness. Tsangyang Gyatso's poems rang in my ears, I let go of Azheng's hand, and

Let everything pass away with me!

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