Emperor will kill

Chapter 23 Past and Present
In the past, he stood beside her, held her hand, and watched together. She didn't know how to cherish it, and clamored to leave. She felt that it would be better to eat more snacks.

Now, she was left alone, watching silently, but she understood why he had to spare some time in such a busy day, disregarding the danger of being assassinated, to accompany her to finish watching with doubts.

She looked up at the fireworks, and felt a hot stream overflowing from her eye sockets.

She rubbed her eyes.

Tsk, the gunpowder from the fireworks caught my eyes.

Unexpectedly, the tears flowed more and more.

She pouted, scolding herself for being cowardly and incompetent for crying.

But the tears kept flowing.

She couldn't help it, and sighed.

The tears were real, and they flowed endlessly.
The lights around him were turned on.

She looked sideways and saw a row of lanterns next to her, all of which had been lit.

A lot of people were already gathered there, watching.

It's a light show.

There is usually a sentence written on the surface of the lantern, representing the sustenance for the coming year.Then, hang the lantern at the designated location, and a dedicated monk will come to chant scriptures and light it with Buddhist oil, so that these wishes can be heard by the Buddha and come true.

There was a year when he specially took time out to light lanterns with her.

It just so happened that she had been a national protector for three years and took over half of Yongyao's country. After learning about this, she became interested in it. She asked for a lantern and picked up a brush to complete it in one go without thinking.

"Report to the king on the golden platform, and lead the jade dragon to die for the king."

The purpose is to regain the country as soon as possible to quell the border rebellion, and to live up to the trust that the emperor's brother has placed in her.

Then, she turned her head to look at him, only to see that what he wrote was: "Qin Se is in the palace, please be quiet."

When she saw him, she laughed at him for being petty. As the monarch of a country, he only sticks to the love between men and women.

He just pursed his lips and smiled when he heard that, reached out and touched her head, without making any excuses.

Chen Xiangxi lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

Now that I think about it, it must have been written especially for her.

What a proud person he is, the only Zulong who ruled the world in history, actually bowed his head towards her, coaxing her, pampering her, and pampering her.

And she didn't even give any affection.

Later, when she suddenly recalled this moment, she suddenly felt a little heartache.

It was pierced by the helplessness and pampering in his eyes looking at her.

Later, when she finally understood his sincerity towards her, there was a burst of sadness in her heart.

She stared at the lantern for a long time, took out some broken silver and put it in the box next to it, picked up a pen, and carefully wrote a line of poems on a lantern she had chosen.

"It's advisable to drink wine and grow old together. The piano is in the palace, so it's better to be quiet."

This was the first verse she read after the curse on her body was released and she regained her freedom.

It was also the only love story she remembered in her life.

If he found out, he would be very happy, wishing to pardon the world.

They all said that his temper was unpredictable, violent and eccentric.

Even if you are a veteran of the three dynasties, when speaking in front of him, you have to carefully consider every word and be careful. Every time you say a word, you have to observe his expression and ponder his thoughts in your heart, for fear that your head will be left by him. go.

But he didn't know that in front of her, he was actually so easy to coax. She could make him laugh for a long time if she pouted or acted coquettishly.

Suddenly, he was patted on the shoulder, and Chen Xiangxi was so frightened that his hands shook, and the lantern in his hand accidentally fell to the ground.

"Hula-la--"

Candle oil was sprinkled on the paper cover, and it ignited quickly.

"oops--"

She let out an exclamation, and threw herself on the lantern with all her heart. She didn't care who broke her things, so she squatted down and wanted to pick them up.

"lantern--"

Before he squatted down, his arm was suddenly grabbed, and the movement stopped in mid-air.

The man stopped her movement, extremely anxious.

"Stop making trouble, let's go!"

Seeing that the whole lantern was lit by the fire, Chen Xiangxi didn't care about other things, turned his head towards the descendants and hurriedly said:

"No, my lantern is lit—"

But he interrupted.

"The news came out from the eyeliner in the palace that he went out of the palace in micro-clothes, and he came to the fireworks show!"

From the corner of her eye, she saw that the lantern was almost reduced to ashes by the flames, and she was eager to break free from his hand to get another one.

"It's not my lantern, I want another one!"

Bian Yuxin was completely anxious, and grabbed her arm and held it tightly.

"Don't worry about it! Rui Zhi! Don't worry about it! Listen to me, I have important information to tell you, listen now! It's about him!"

Only then did Chen Xiangxi realize the seriousness of the matter.

"what?"

Bian Yuxin's complexion was extremely ugly.

"There is news from the inside of the palace that after having dinner in the palace tonight, he changed his clothes and came here to watch the lanterns!"

"You said that if you touch it, how can he not recognize you?"

She was stunned for a moment, her heart sank, and she followed him back quickly, ignoring the lantern.

Never get caught by him, especially that one thing!
She followed behind him and hurried away.

Never let him know! !

Naturally, she wanted to see him deeply.

Why don't you want to see him?
In that icy and snowy place, every time he experienced bone-hardening pain, Bai Hai's limbs seemed to be bitten by big poisonous insects one by one, and he fell into a coma due to the pain.

Every time she wakes up, it is his figure.

In the black desert with no borders, he walked in front of her and led her out of the quagmire of despair.

Just like at the exit of Yinyang Road, he held her hand tightly, no matter how crazy the people chasing after her were, he never let go.

She wanted to see him, almost crazy.

But, because of that incident, I dare not see him at all.

The lantern that she accidentally dropped on the ground was soon completely engulfed by the fire, and soon attracted his attention not far away.

Seeing the flames and people's screams, he thought that something had happened, and walked over, only to see a piece of red paper on the ground that had not been lit, and the writing on it was faintly legible.

Probably because it was already soaked with ink, so it was not swallowed.

It is advisable to drink wine and grow old together.Qinse is in the imperial court, so it's better to be quiet.

He stared at the two lines of poem, and never left for a long time.

There is more behind.

When Zhizi comes, he will give it to him.

Zhizhizhishun, Zapei asked.

Most women would probably remember the latter words and give small gifts to each other to express their affection, but she only cares about the previous sentence, and every meeting is drinking.

Looking at the whole world, she is probably the only one who thinks of drinking together when they are in a good relationship.

Rough character, like a man.

Moreover, the end of the stylus is slightly raised, so that every word is like a flower.

Wanton publicity, no feeling of Xiaojiabiyu at all.

This is the exclusive handwriting of the royal family of Yongyao Kingdom.

Feng Shizan stood in front of the lights, staring at the already lit lanterns with dark eyes.

According to legend, if the lantern is accidentally lit, it will anger the Buddha and end up with the opposite end to the wish.

Therefore, all those who made a wish were cautious, for fear of accidentally ending up in a miserable end.

Therefore, at the Lantern Festival, the lit lanterns are so rare that they attract so many people to watch.

He watched the last ink blot dry under the flames, and was gradually swallowed by the flames, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The last fragment of the lantern, mixed with flames, like a fire butterfly, spread its wings in the dark night and disappeared into the vast night.

(End of this chapter)