MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 201

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For a moment, she admits that if this is the case, it is indeed possible. However, she will no longer imagine these possibilities, which is a negation of the pain suffered in the past and a kind of harm to worry-free.

She stepped forward and said indifferently: "What are you still saying now? All are gone. You don't have to take your fault on yourself, without constant betrayal, those people will think of other ways. People have no ability to predict the future, So, there are certain things that we can't hide. Now that things are over, we can only move forward. "

Xiang Ying turned to look at her, his eyes were a little sad, "For the master, maybe these have really passed, because the master has an emperor, and any painful memory can fade away with the passage of time. But Her Majesty is different Based on His Majesty's feelings for the Lord, the pain that the Lord will suffer will be multiplied on His future life. I followed His Majesty very early and was trained as a personal guard. I watched it with my own eyes. How His Majesty went from an obscure soldier to the world's eye-catching general. The difficult process and the numerous calamities he experienced were difficult for most people to imagine. In order to revenge, he can use other people's lives and his own life as revenge. Ladder of the road, he never cherishes his life, as long as he can leave a breath to go through the path of revenge. And hatred has always been the force that supports him to survive from tens of thousands of corpses again and again ... you might think , The life that is paved with blood is cruel, and it is not worthy of sympathy, but ... Lord, this is the person who values ​​hatred more than life. For you, he really You have given up the shortcut of revenge and prepared for failure! Your position in his heart has surpassed his mother's revenge that has supported him for more than 20 years. Under such majesty, you really have the heart to endure after he lost you, Go and **** the only country he has, and leave him with nothing? "

The man shook his body, and quickly turned his eyes in his almost complaining eyes, "What do you think I should be? The conspiracy a year ago, to me, may not be wrong with him, but you can't deny that he is Use my name to kill no worries. He used me to let the people I love suffer and torture. Should n’t I hate him? Even if we do n’t say this, we ca n’t help me in the current situation. We ’re not going to attack the North Dynasty Sooner or later, he will come to attack the Southern Dynasty. This war cannot be avoided. In the past year, his mother, the queen of the Northern Dynasty, has never let us go, plotting again and again, and frustrating the worry-free mother ... … Perhaps, it was n’t his fault, but it was the end of hatred. I could only choose to stand by one person. From the moment I decided to leave the capital, there was no more in my life. Fuzi this person. "

Xiang Ying paused slightly, and she was right, she just loved the emperor, not her Majesty.

Turning around indifferently, with indifferent tone, "These words, don't mention them later, it doesn't make sense. If you want to go back, I will prepare good horses for you. If you are willing to stay, then be a general in the Southern Dynasty and distinguish between the enemy and me, otherwise The only thing that is painful is you. In the future, I am no longer a master. You call me a maiden like everyone else. You are an independent person and you should have your own life, not someone's slave. Wait someday I'm gone, and I hope you all can have a happy life. "Just by his words, she has understood that Xiang Ying is to Fu Zi, and she is not an ordinary guard. In her only days, she wanted to do something for those who really treated her well, so she gave him the right to choose.

Xiang Ying stunned, what does it mean that the master is gone? He just wanted to ask, Man Man said again, "It's late, let's go back." He said to leave first.

Xiang Ying watched her slowly step down the stairs, watching her white hair lifted by the wind like snow, her clothes flying up, like a fairy who strayed into the dust, and would always go by the wind.

He always remembered that dark torture chamber. He was lying on the ground like a dog being beaten, unable to move, waiting for the whole body to rot. In order not to die, he licked the moldy meal spilled from the bowl and waited. The general at that time opened up to him because of the love of his masters and servants for many years, but he waited for more than ten days and never waited. Just when he was desperate, the beautiful lady like a fairy appeared. He didn't have any resentment to save him because he didn't have any resentment. Second life.

He still remembers what she said when he said she would be loyal to her: "Xiang Ying, you have to think about it. I save you out, I don't want you to give me anything in return, I just think you are a rare talent, It ’s a pity that you died. You do n’t have to follow me. You can be like me before. I ’m a lady and you are a close guard of a general. In this way, I have no requirements on you. But if you really want to recognize me as your master , I will demand your absolute loyalty, with no concealment or deceit, otherwise my means may not be much better than the general. "

She was still talking, but today she said that if he wanted to go back, she would prepare him for him.

Is he still likely to turn around? Even if His Majesty was willing to stay with him, how could he lead those Iron Armies back to fight and kill the soldiers he had personally trained in the Southern Dynasties? Moreover, from the moment she rescued him, he decided to be loyal to her and never betray him. As for Your Majesty, I'm sorry!

North Dynasty capital city, imperial palace.

Zong Zheng left the Dustwind Country without any plans, instead of rushing back to Zixiangguan, he went straight back to Beijing. The carriage went straight into the palace gate and walked on the flat bluestone slab paved road. The sound of the broken horseshoes was accompanied by the gentle sound of the sirens and the sound of rhythm. He didn't feel comfortable sitting in the spacious carriage, he just felt empty around him.

The wind drove the curtain curtain slightly, and the white sunlight came in. He closed his eyes, and the dark, dense eyelashes cast a cyan shadow on the lower eyelids in daylight. He leaned on the cushions behind him, his handsome face, a thick vicissitudes and quiet expression day after day.

Did he go wrong this time in Dust Country?

"Your Majesty, Qingyuan Garden has arrived." The carriage stopped, and a guard whispered carefully. Then came the kneeling of the minions.

He slowly opened his eyes, and someone lifted the curtain. He got up, stepped off the carriage, and said with no expression: "The body is a little unwell, Xuan Shen Yuyi."

"Performed."

After entering Qingyuan Garden, he slowed down and looked at the familiar scenery around him, his heart was wavy. Everything here is the landscape buried in his mind, but unfortunately, because there is one person missing in this landscape, the color it deserves has become gray in memory. Passing through the clean mahogany pavilion, passing the quiet bamboo forest, few people make the place quiet and peaceful.

Everything in the palace was as he was before he left, neat and clean, on a large dragon bed, and the red wedding dress embroidered with golden silk lay flat on the inside of the bed, the color was like the sunset that day, and her head was full The white hair was blood-red with a drape, bright and eye-catching.

Dustwind Country and his party, in addition to her, he also met a person who was definitely not supposed to appear in Dustwind Country. Because of that man, he began to doubt one thing. And that matter, he wished he had guessed wrong.

After returning from the country of dust and wind, he walked along for nearly twenty days. In these days, he thought about his life, his sad and dark life, from father to mother, to brothers and lovers, These characters represent warmth in the eyes of others, but why in his life, he just pushed him into the cold hands of **** again and again?

"Your Majesty, the water is ready, slaves will wait for you to bathe." A palace girl entered the house, saluting orderly.

Zongzheng did not raise his mind, but he didn't speak. He looked at the wedding dress before turning around and heading directly to the bath room.

The spacious bathroom was filled with mist and mist, and he walked in, closed the door, and blocked the maid from the door. The cold wind blew in, slightly dispersing the mist, but the vision was still hazy.

He took two steps forward and stopped suddenly. Looking at the blue water bath in front of him, his expression was a little dazed. As if I saw a layer of delicate petals suddenly laying in the blue water pool, the woman's skin was white as snow, and the black and soft long hair was half wet and scattered on the thin and thin incense shoulders, which made the skin more radiant and jade. . She turned her back to him, eyes closed, wondering what she was thinking. He wanted to walk over, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move. He seemed to hear himself say, "Rong Le, are you here to escape from me, afraid to come out?"

The woman turned back in panic with a trace of panic, "General, why did you come in?"

"I won't return to the room for so long. I'm afraid you'll get into trouble. So come and see. If you sleep like this, you will catch cold. If you're sleepy, I'll hug you to sleep in the room." Hold her up, however, the tentacles are nothing but air.

"Rongle ..." he called in a panic and loss.

It turned out to be an illusion brought by memory! He laughed at himself, bitterness spreading in his heart. She will never return, and she will never be able to return to him, and those days that are spent together will never return. He wanted to ask himself, why should hate blind the mind and not grasp the good times?

The feeling of remorse is really terrible. It grows day by day. Every time I see her more, it will become more profound. 2k novel reading network