Has she really forgotten? Or is she hiding something? Just like the golden bell in her palm when she was sleeping, like the dusty past of Yuechen Palace, like the child she never talked about...

There are too many secrets that have distanced me from her, but now just because of one sentence: Who are you? Everything has been forgotten and can no longer be traced.

I sat in the hollow carved wooden window and watched her standing under the flower tree. The golden sunlight filtered through the shiny green and dense leaves. She closed her eyes, stretched out her arms, and rotated gently in the bright and dazzling beam of light.

As she stood, the pink and honey petals fell on her hair and shoulders, so gentle and light that people couldn't bear to touch them. And I longed to be the falling flower, clinging to her until her dress was stained.

All my fragrances and reddish colors…

The reason why I don't talk about the matter of becoming a queen is not because of the minister's resistance to her, but because I think that the title is not important to her at all. And she never asks about my affairs, even though I will correct the memorials on the bed at night, she

She would not take another look at me. Sometimes when I asked her, she just smiled, as if nothing in this world was important to her except me. In her spare time, she always kept embroidering on every piece of my clothes.

There are nameless flowers embroidered in bright red on the neckline or the hem of clothes. Sometimes I raise my hand in front of the ministers, and the red color on the cuffs makes them laugh. At this time, all the embarrassments become worse after seeing those innocent eyes.

negligible.

I am sure that her memory is due to that humid late night. The rain woke me up when I should have been asleep long ago. In the haziness, I saw her leaning against the window lattice with deep eyes. Farther away, there was the cold light of the porcelain bottle under the night.

, and the wind outside the window blew by, freezing her slender fingers and the round pearlescent light on her palms...

From that day on, I was as anxious as a ball of fire, and the look in her eyes suddenly became so far away. I let go of the sun, let go of the dusk, let go of the stars and the hustle and bustle of the night before, let them all go. To prove, I

I couldn't let her go anymore, so I trapped her tighter. I didn't want to go to court, I didn't dare to go to court. I just wanted to look at her, to see that she was really by my side. But she still left.

, in front of my eyes, by my side, holding her body, I refused to wake up, with my eyes closed, I could still see two people sitting arm in arm on the balcony of the palace, watching the sunset, thousands of

The mountains are ethereal, and the clouds are everywhere. She snuggles on my shoulder, hums softly, and just enjoys spending time together day and night, year after year.

There are random flowers in the wind, as if the slender hands of bare hands are stirring my hair. I open my eyes, but the osmanthus has swept the imperial pavilion, and she is still lying quietly in my arms, so my golden hair

In an instant, it turned into as white as snow...

In the dream, she said, I love you, and I have always loved you. Looking at the little flowers on the cuffs, I was shocked to realize that they were the flowers in Nishizawa's dream late at night. It turned out that the love of a year was just the love before parting.

It’s hard to leave, she will leave eventually, she only stayed because of love, she gave me a year of sweet dreams, but in the end, she was destined to leave me empty, and I buried a lifetime of love with her. Jian Yao, you are really

You love me, but you also really hate me. Only you know that leaving like this is the biggest punishment for me, right?

At the end of the night, there is a faint road; at the end of the road, there is a vague city. At the end of the red, there is vague blood; at the end of the blood, there is a vague door.

The last time I went to Taohuawu, I held the Jiaowei Qin she once stroked and missed her face. Year after year, time passed by so brokenly. But now I can only face this mountain of peach blossoms alone, watching

In the gurgling water, there is only her aging face in the water, and those thoughts about her are just the rising tide when she lowers her head to look at the water...

The Jiaowei Qin drifts down the river and gradually drifts away. I sit by the stream and miss you silently. The beauty of my life is only because I have you by my side; but I cannot comfort your sadness in my life. Tears drip on my fingertips and seep into the soil.

, falls into the heart,

The meteor streaked across the sky and fell in a corner of the earth. I woke up from my dream. The moment the memory stagnated in the recollection, I was no longer me; the moment the soul fissured in the body, I was no longer me.

King. Maybe everything is destined to be lost in my hands when I get it, just because I have already lost you...

I have been responsible for you all my life and have never given you what you want. Now, for the last time, I will rely on you!

The wind continued to blow, filled with soot and fog, and enveloped the entire capital. I pursued your call and lit the flames of the imperial pavilion. In the smoke, I seemed to hear the bells of dawn ringing, the morning light dew, and all things being born. I

I finally understood that I was just a puppet of lust for power. My rescue was just the beginning of my conquest. The faint fire of life was gradually extinguished. I saw you walking towards me in a white gauze. I stretched out my hand and held the softness that I once had.

At that moment, I was only willing to turn into ashes and smoke for you...

postscript:

However, the mountains and rivers are turbulent, and the life and death of a close friend are turbulent.

I cry and dream with the fingers of my sword, and the clouds and rain cover my empty hands.

Leaning on the railing without words, I kept my head high and talked about the three games: Ask the hero, who is the hero?

A man outside the city immediately raised his whip and looked at the destroyed capital city and sighed softly: I have loved so many bodies that have turned into dust and are destined to go through this reincarnation. This cold world once warmed the lonely soul, but it has
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