The Concubine Queen of the Phoenix: Your Majesty spoils his wife excessively

Chapter 271 Going Deeper [4]

It had been seven years, and when she came back here again, the heart-piercing pain had long since disappeared, and what came to her mind was the regret she had missed for Jun Xiye and herself.

If they could hold on a little longer, maybe they wouldn't be where they are today.

Following Qingluan's footsteps, she lightly bypassed the main road and walked through the corridors... Every scene and thing in the palace is still the same as before, without any change.

"Here we are." Qingluan stood under the pavilion, turned to look at Qingying: "It's here."

"Qinxue Pavilion..."

Qingying muttered to herself, this is her and Jun Xiye's new house, and it is also the place where she bid farewell to Jun Xiye.

There seemed to be a thousand gold weight under his feet, he clenched his lower lip lightly, and followed Qingluan up the pavilion.

The moment Qingluan pushed open the door, Qingying's eyes widened and her heartbeat stopped.

"This is--"

"This is everything His Majesty has done for Miss in the past seven years." Qingluan replied silently.

Looking at the room, Qingying seemed to have lost consciousness, and walked in step by step, almost falling several times.

Qinxue Pavilion was still the Qinxue Pavilion back then.

It's just the walls, pillars, window lattices...wherever you can see, there are her portraits.

It starts from one side of the door, surrounds the room, and ends at the other door, like a story...

The first one depicts her lazily leaning on the soft couch, with the fire behind her - that was the first time they met.

On the second drawing paper, she was standing beside the veil, smiling cunningly without fear—it was the first time she had confronted him.

In the third picture, her gaze was fixed deeply, and there was a crystal tear in her eyes - that was the moment when she saw Chu Yang, crying.

The fourth, fifth, sixth... continuous pictures, endless images.

He drew her in a red dress, with Feng Guanxia sitting on the bed and becoming his bride.

It also draws her standing on the painting boat, dancing with light gauze, looking at the lotus pond in the distance, and listening to his past.

……

Her laugh, her cry, her coquettishness and helplessness - he recorded everything about her.

It turned out that they had already traveled such a long way and experienced so many things - he could remember every one of her, and he could describe each of them so profoundly.

Jun Xiye, how much did he pay for her?

How many things he has done for her where she can't see!

"Here is the place where His Majesty often comes. Every painting here was painted by His Majesty. In the first year after Miss left, Your Majesty was put under house arrest by the late Emperor in the palace. He locked himself in Qinxue Pavilion for a whole year. I haven't seen outsiders, and when he came out a year later, the place was covered with Miss's paintings."

As Qingluan said, she walked to the dressing table and picked up a scroll of letters, "Look at this, it's written by His Majesty."

With light and trembling fingers, she took the letter and slowly opened it.

"In the first year, the eighth day of September. It has been half a month since Yingying left, and the poison on my body is about to take hold. The antidote Chu Yang gave me is at hand, but I don't have any desire to live. Losing her, even if I am alive How can it be?"

"The first year, the ninth day of September. I dreamed of Yingying last night, and it seemed like I was back when I saw her. If I knew that today would be the end, maybe I wouldn't force her."

"In the first year, September fourteenth. I took the antidote, I can't die, I want to find her, find her at all costs."

"In the early years, on the second day of October. I already knew that Zhan Luoning was the one who killed Chu Yang, and she was the one who forced Yingying away. There is no need to show mercy. I want her to pay the price."

(End of this chapter)