Disgraced Consort

No longer the drunk concubine of Xuanyuanyu.

Just now, he did not deny her questioning.

In fact, she hoped he could deny that she would not have to face this most heartbreaking fact.

She didn't need to, and she also worked hard for him.

She, once, was really stupid.

Not only a roundabout, but also silly, so silly, in order to kill the father and kill the brothers, regardless of their own lives.

Life, yes, life!

Just now, as long as you unlock the chain, everything will end.

However, she couldn't stop.

Of course, it was not just that she didn't want to kill him, she couldn't bear to kill him.

Opening her eyes, her eyes were clear and firm.

Open hands, palms are all blood, not left by the blood she wiped off her forehead, but fresh.

It turned out that she pinched the colorful shell so deeply that no matter how smooth the corners were polished by him, she would cut her hand.

Cover your hands, loosen again, and loosen completely.

The shell, which shone with colorful neon light, fell into the abyss.

The empty hand, clenched again, nothing but the sticky blood of one hand.

The wound on the palm of the hand will heal over time.

How long should the wound in my heart heal?

The same is the heart, one inside and one outside, destined to be injured, the results are different.

Looking at the smoke from Lu Mingtai, a pale, bitter smile appeared on her lips.

Thick smoke is only a sign of war.

The alliance means peace, but nowadays war is used as a rendering.

Was it that they had another plan for the emperor?

There is no better time than to start at Lumingtai.

As long as the teacher is famous, you can.

This is the emperor's strategy.

Taking advantage of every opportunity, perhaps this opportunity was created by the opponent itself, but as long as you grasp it and realize your grand plan, you will be the emperor admired by all people.

The world, a long time must meet, what is lacking is this opportunity.

The Luming Alliance is undoubtedly the last barrier to usher in this opportunity.

If it's broken, it will be completed and won a lot.

And she?

From the moment when he was aggressive, between the lines of the uncharacteristic words, she recognized only one taste.

Perhaps, but it became a memorial to their opportunity.

Therefore, she no longer tried to make any explanation.

Therefore, she chose to ask her doubts.

So, she broke the iron cable, and made him think that she was really ready to spontaneously die in the cave that symbolizes the dragon veins of the Three Kingdoms.

Then, the name behind her that she had always wanted would be what he was willing to fulfill.

She used this superficial commemoration for his accomplishment.

He killed his father, but he didn't take the opportunity to save the king's palace together. If it were not his heart, he still had mercy, it was the king's palace.

She used to be too foolish.

Today, it doesn't matter if he uses her to make any plans.

For the time being, we can protect the tranquility of the palace.

She walked back to the cave step by step, and the familiarity here became stronger and stronger.

She knew clearly that when she entered the cave on the left, there was a cave in which was a fountain of water. As long as she dived, it was another way out of the cave.

Therefore, she is not afraid, after breaking the chain, she will be permanently trapped here.

This familiarity has always come from the depths of her memory. The memory that was once forgotten and now gradually awakened.

She has always been afraid of water, even if she once taught her how she would never swim.

Because the suffocation brought by the water flooding her head made her frightened.

It turned out that the origin of this fear may be due to the spring water in this cave.

Of course, now she is not afraid of the blood flowing out, and she can certainly overcome the fear of another place.

There should be something necessary to maintain her survival in this hole, she thought, and she had time to learn to swim and go out.

Before that, she needs a period of precipitation.

For example, in this cave, with the familiarity that exists in the depths of memory, find and root.

These reasons are, for her, perhaps, important.

It is also the foundation to open up the fragmented fragments buried deep in the memory.

However, everything that happened in Xuanlonggu at this time will definitely show a clear trend after this period of her precipitation. Only then will she know what to do is the best.

The three kingdoms must have a new situation due to this scheme between emperors.

Regardless of the situation, using women and emperors who achieve their goals, she will let them know that women, not because of their humble status for thousands of years, are destined to be used only, sacrificed, and trampled on dignity !

People who use, sacrifice and trample on the dignity of women, even if they are as emperor as emperor, will pay the price this time!

She believes that she can.

What will support her to do all this will not be pure hatred.

That's too superficial.

After all, the grudges of the previous generation, which is right and wrong, is another past.

To do all this, there needs to be a deeper precipitation, so that it is meaningful and not blind.

That is-as a woman, when the minimum dignity is torn down, she has to live for herself once!

Even if only live this time, she does not want to leave any regrets in life, leaving any obscurity that makes her look back!

Tightening the gauze on her body, she walked back to the cave step by step.

In front of me, from light to darkness is just a step away.

She still walked towards the cave on the left, and the tunnel was a bit rugged. However, she will not fall into the darkness by mistake as she did last night.

She walked extremely cautiously.

In fact, the cave after waking up has been lying in her heart. Why, she would be completely strange to there?

She didn't deliberately go to the cave with the red gauze bed and the sly flowers, because before she hurried out, she even forgot whether the cave belonged to the cave on the right or the left.

Her sense of familiarity was limited to the one on the left. She walked inside and turned a few small bends. In front, there was a seemingly inconspicuous rock wall. It should be over.

She walked there. Similarly, there was a raised area, unobtrusive, as long as she touched it, she would know.

With a hard press, the rock wall slowly rose.

In this cave, the cave she is familiar with, the method of opening is the same.

Therefore, even if she is not very familiar with the dark room of the red veil, it seems that the opening methods are the same.

Now, what appeared in front of her was a downward passage. After walking for so long, she was accustomed to the darkness. Even if there was no firebreaker, she could still walk down the passage all the way.

I don't know how long she walked, she heard a slight sound of water flow, turned a corner, and a spring appeared in front of her.

The spring trickled down from the right side of the cave wall, and at the bottom was a clear pool of water.

Still.

This is the hope of going out.

She walked slowly to the Bichi. The rocks beside the pool were red, like blood. In this piece of water with a **** reflection, she saw her own reflection in the water.

The haggard, pale face, the lingering green silk, and the pale color that can't hide the dirt.

She walked down the Bichi, picked up the pool water, she dropped the gauze, splashed it with cold water, and rubbed it vigorously.

Her body is really dirty.

This kind of dirty, in fact, can not be washed away with too much water.

The pool water here seems to have been melted by a thousand years of ice. This kind of cold, refreshing, more than skin?

The place leaning against the rock is not too deep. The deepest place, under the arched beam hole, is the waterway leading down the mountain.

Soon, she needed the waterway.

One inch by one inch, she scrubbed every inch of her body carefully, until her hands were soaked in water for a long time, until her limbs gradually became numb.

She continued to wrap the gauze, and she continued walking back.

With a sense of familiarity, she walked to a rock wall and opened the rock wall in the same way. The moment she entered, the air seemed to have a long-lost taste.

This is a cave with a white gauze hanging around it. No one should have been here for a long time, but it is still spotless, because this cave is very special, the rock wall is transparent, like an ice sculpture, but it is not ice. .

In the cave, there is only a bed, a dressing table, and a cabinet for storing shirt skirts.

Xi Yan walked in slowly here, caught off guard, and a tear fell like this.

She didn't know why she would cry now.

Just now, after experiencing such cruel things, she could hold back her tears, and as soon as she entered the room, her tears fell.

For three years, since her father went, she will cry again here will be here!

Originating from, crossing the still snowy veil, her eyes saw a portrait hanging on the ice wall on the side of the dressing table.

In the portrait, there is a woman. She looked at the woman, and she shed tears.

Very abrupt and dazed.

Because of a sad dip, she approached the portrait step by step.

The woman in the portrait, exactly, looks like she is looking at herself, her fingers touching the woman's face, the eyebrows, the eyes and the lips are almost exactly the same as hers.

The difference is that the woman's expression is cold, which she has never had before.

In my heart, there seemed to be another sad voice saying something, as if coming from a long distance, she could not hear clearly, but she knew that it must be a complaint about grief.

Tears could n’t stop, moistened her chest, and shed for a long time, until when she could no longer shed tears, her body slowly withered to the portrait, leaning on the ice wall, covered with green silk Holding her face, the afterglow in the corner of her eye, noticed that under the portrait, a sentence was written with a very small seal:

The monarch is like a rock, the concubine is like a pus grass, the rock has no transfer, and the pus grass is as tough as silk.

This line of expression is obviously from the woman's handwriting, Juanxiu is exquisite, but the ink color is just like a little cinnabar, not pure black.

She froze the sentence until her eyes closed heavily, and she leaned against the wall and slept deeply.

In fact, if you can't wake up, you might be really happy.

At least, don't have to face everything.

But, this is a way for the weak to escape, she won't want it.

She didn't know how long she slept. She was too tired. She wanted to take a good rest, but it was just this one.

When she woke up, except for the dry tears, her heart was so calm that there was no undulation.

The woman in this picture, for her, means nothing ordinary.

The reason why she returned to this cave is not just this portrait.

She got up, walked in front of the cabinet familiarly, opened it, and it was full of snow-colored dresses. Even if it should be placed for a long time, because of the good cloth, it looks like the new one.

She chose one at random, untied the light veil on her body, and put on these clean skirts. It was warm, as if there was a sad taste here, but her heart followed this suddenly You can feel the warmth when putting on the skirt.

Before she walked to the dressing table, she opened the makeup box and chose a white jade hairpin to pick up all the green silk. The wound on her forehead was reflected so clearly. Unfortunately, there is no medicine here. Will heal.

Walking to the innermost ice wall, she walked around, and behind it was a green garden.

Here, there are several natural lighting openings, and beside it, there is the irrigation water of the blue pool of Fang Cai, so there is a lot of green here without care.

She picked a few young leaves and chewed them in her mouth. It was a familiar taste, sweet and refreshing.

This is a green leaf that can be fruited. She knows that this kind of green leaf is planted here, and she knows that every one of them has a familiar impression.

I slept and ate. The next thing she has to do is to find the reason for this familiarity from more places.

Faintly, she felt that everything here is not only a dusty memory, but should be related to her life experience, perhaps-

She stopped thinking, because, suddenly, from above the light, there was a huge snow-colored shadow hovering around. She was startled, and when she bowed to hide, she was just a huge bat.

The bat came straight towards her, she subconsciously blocked it with her hand, its sharp claws had scratched her arm, blood spattered out, the bat sucked blood from her arm greedily, she wanted to pull off her hair The hairpin touched the hairpin, and suddenly the bat was planted straight on the ground, motionless.

She stared at it, and besides blood, the bat's kiss was also covered with hoarfrost, which was dead.

Snow-colored bat, she is strange. I can only remember the record in the medical books that it is a thousand-year-old bat, which is so long-lived that it can be used for life. But now, this bat suddenly killed her, leaving her with an ominous sign.

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