Women's abilities are transparent and clear water in the world, and their spirituality is clear and untainted by dust. It is the intrigues of the harem, the needs of survival, and the needs of the family. They have to play with scheming means, looking for sunshine in the cracks, biting at the drop of rain and dew and unwilling to let go.

They finally lost their original innocent nature and slowly turned into devils. However, at the moment of death, they finally repented... But what's the use?

There was a raging fire in Chuihua Palace in the middle of the night, and I could only hear the palace people running around telling each other in a hurry, "It's flooded! It's flooded." How long had it been since I had been so panicked? When I went out, I only saw half of the Forbidden City glowing red in the light of the fire.

, at that moment I knew it was already too late to rush there... because she couldn't come out. Such a big fire, very brilliant, red fire, dancing wildly, hugging a big ball of black smoke and rushing towards the sky.

Go, roaring and galloping, not giving people any chance to breathe. There are black butterflies falling in the wind. After a while, my clothes are stained, and the wind is even more biting as my clothes flutter. It has entered late autumn...

Accompanied by the loud collapse of the palace, it was sharp and ear-piercing in the middle of the night. The main palace also collapsed. Hearing such a violent sound felt like something lost a long time ago had returned. If I had known that it would be worse than before?

Empress Zhaorong did not come out. When she entered, she was burned beyond recognition. It was only from the golden thread on the body that it could be seen that she had died dressed up. She sat calmly at the table, knocked over the candle, and watched the fire spread bit by bit.

Until I no longer feel anything.

I closed my eyes and a teardrop rolled across my face.

In the fireworks, another flower-like soul disappeared. I seemed to see her smile that day. The romance of that year was finally no longer a myth. With the death of Hua Jiaren, no one can compete with me anymore, and the harem has become

My world. But is this what I want?

I heard from nearby palace people that the fire got bigger little by little, and Empress Zhaorong did not escape or even call for help. When she was found, she was already sitting safely on a chair.

With a sigh, he calculated his life and finally took his own life into account. In the end, he came up empty-handed and didn't end up with anything.

Why bother? After all the calculations, in the end, I even risked my own life.

The poison of oleander harmed others, but in the end she still couldn't escape the fate of falling into the dust. Such a beautiful woman finally chose to die. She left very calmly, but in comparison, the queen's departure was more calm.

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At the fourth watch, Qingxuan rushed over in a hurry. He didn’t say anything, he just hugged me tightly in his arms, as if he had locked me for his whole life and integrated me into his flesh and blood. "I don’t want to lose anymore..."

No more..." After saying that, he passed out.

Was he tired or sad? I gently helped him onto the bed. There was still a trace of black on his forehead, which must have come from Chuihua Palace. I took out my embroidered handkerchief and gently wiped it clean for him.

Qingxuan, are you tired too? I was very tired a long time ago. You don’t know that your harem has broken the hearts of too many women, and how many women have fallen head over heels for you because of your romantic style? Use your fingers to describe him carefully.

You have a handsome face, but you have never belonged to us. You are the emperor first, and then our husband... We dare not deny this, and we cannot deny it. In such a huge harem, you are the only hope...

In the morning I found out that it was not only Zhou Zhaorong but also the Queen who died in Zuoye.

There was a quarrel in the Rouyi Palace at midnight, and then it calmed down. The Queen passed away. She died by touching a pillar, but there was no pain at all.

The next day, the sun still rose, and the harem was still in order. Has it changed? It has changed. Someone is preparing for their funeral. Qingxuan's words last night were still in my ears. I misunderstood him. After all, he treated me sincerely.

Yes, he can't bear it, but he has too many things he can't do, but can I still go back to him now?

When love comes to an end, it is hard to recover...
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