Uncle, this palace is not going to sleep tonight

Chapter 193

The future, the future of the future.

Tell me, is it worth doing this for you? ——Liu Qingyun
Over the years, Ziyan died, and Rongyan died.

In recent years, there have been heavy winds and rains, and power has been turbulent.

Only you and I, hand in hand all the way have never been separated.Just because I don’t say it doesn’t mean I don’t love you, Qingyun, please, stay——Chu Jinyu
Night fell, thunder roared, and it rained cats and dogs.

The imperial palace of the Zhou Dynasty was shrouded in rain and fog, and the icy cold raindrops hit the ground heavily, causing countless splashes to burst.

The night was gloomy, and in front of a temple at a corner of the palace, there was a slender figure kneeling in the misty rain.The rain washed away the thin clothes on her body mercilessly, and the plain gauze white clothes were tightly attached to the skin. The cold ice of the rain made her tremble all over, but she still knelt on the ground motionless, enduring the pain silently.

The always bright and wise big eyes are now empty and dull looking at the palace ahead. The gray bricks and tiles are completely inconsistent with the architecture of the palace.This is not a palace, but a spiritual temple, and what is enshrined in it is not a god or Buddha, but her husband, the man she likes...

The third imperial concubine of the Great Zhou Dynasty was her title.A noble widow is also a woman who has no freedom and cannot escape her fate.

"Under the imperial decree, the third imperial concubine Liu's family is not pure and good. She messed with my clan, despised the royal family, and cursed the prince. From today on, she will be stripped of her position as a princess and concubine, and she will live in the palace forever to pray for the third prince!"

Thinking of the sharp voice of the Xuanzhi eunuch not long ago, Liu Qingyun raised the corners of her lips coldly, lowered her eyes, and looked at the palace indifferently.With an imperial decree, she lost her life.Traveling through thousands of years, just for this chance to be reborn as a human, she worked so hard to survive, tried her best, and even killed her husband, but in the end, she couldn't escape that man's palm...Irony, really Satire……

The rain was still falling, and the coldness rushed from her knees to her whole body, her lips were pale, she knelt stubbornly, without saying a word.

Not far away, a silvery-white figure is holding a paper fan, approaching step by step in an elegant and leisurely manner.Finally standing behind her, instead of protecting her from the rain, he quietly looked at her weak back.

This woman is really stubborn, really different, worthy of his scheming every step of the way to imprison her in this deep palace.

After watching it for a long time, Chu Jinyu thought deeply and said, "Are you blaming me?"

"Tell me, Zi Yan, is he really dead?" Liu Qingyun asked coldly with the same expression.

Chu Jinyu smiled lightly: "You have always been a calm and shrewd woman. Could it be that Chu Ziyan is really so important to you that you still refuse to believe the fact that he died?"

The undisguised rhetorical question made Liu Qingyun close her eyes, resisting the overwhelming sadness in her heart, and said indifferently: "Zi Yan's revenge, I will definitely avenge it."

(End of this chapter)