The flying flowers fell into the lotus pond and fell on the lotus leaves, just like the tears of the blue clouds, flowing freely and unable to stop.

There are too many grievances, hatreds, and countless entanglements in the world, and there is no place where she can settle down and settle down.

Love has reached despair, how can we turn around?

"I still don't know, why not go into the water and wake up!" Ye Jiangxue looked at Biyun indifferently and coldly, and her voice made people feel like they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp "plop" sound, and Biyun was kicked into the lotus pond very neatly.

The cold pool water wakes people up instantly, and the smell of despair and death surges along with the pool water.

That was real death, and it was this death that made her understand the despair she felt just now.

Despair is not death. As long as a person does not die, he can still be desperate.

The sober Biyun followed the buoyancy of the water to reveal a wet face, and her long black hair was scattered wantonly on her shoulders, floating in the water.

The sun poured down on the ground, illuminating the abyss in her heart, the hope of living, and how confused life was.

"Are you awake?" Ye Jiangxue said condescendingly, looking at the green clouds that had sunk for a long time and finally surfaced again, with an indifferent expression.

Despair is nothing more than a dead heart. As long as people don’t die, what else can’t be done?

In this position that everyone envied, she faced more murders, betrayals and despair than ordinary people imagined. How could she survive? It was just relying on a body that was still alive!

Biyun's eyebrows stretched, and at the moment when she was about to suffocate, she saw clearly herself, the way to live, and at the same time love.

Faith is just something rooted in the heart. Since it has been uprooted, it is better to re-sow it. It is no big deal.

As long as you are alive, faith can be replanted.

Love is not everything a person has. It’s good to have it, but there’s no need to force it if you don’t have it.

She, Biyun, is as talented as the number one scholar and has extraordinary resourcefulness. She is the first female official in the century-old history of the Southern Jin Dynasty, assisting the empresses of two dynasties. Just as Ye Zuibi once said - Ye Jiangxue will become a wise king, and she, Biyun

, will surely achieve eternal fame!

Love is just the icing on the cake, not the whole of life.

When you fall in love with someone, you naturally live for them; if you don't love someone, you live for yourself.

That's all.

After experiencing death, his heart suddenly became enlightened. Biyun nodded heavily towards Ye Jiangxue: "Your Majesty is wise and mighty, and you still will not change."

"Come here, pick it up, wash it and throw it to the Chaohuang Palace." After all the tossing, Ye Jiangxue was tired. She ordered the shadow guard in the dark night, turned around and walked towards the Qingliang Palace.

[Drag away the shady prime minister]

In the Qingliang Hall, broken camellia petals fell in from the carved windows and scattered in the hall paved with blue and black stone. The faint fragrance floated, and in the blink of an eye, the moon rose from the east.

Ye Jiangxue hugged Yan Junqing tightly in her arms, with a smile in her eyes, and her little paws quickly grabbed Yan Junqing's arms.

"Your Majesty will be relieved if Biyun stays with Luoming?" Yan Junqing not only did not stop the little fox from eating tofu, but also stretched out his slender arms to hug her tightly.

Well, you can’t do it during the day, and you can do it at night... ahem, etiquette says: sleep when the sun is thin, doing so is respectful of etiquette!
Chapter completed!