Author: Zhang Yu

An infinitely beautiful figure stood quietly in the shadow, looking at the man eating, but what he thought of was nothing about the past.

"He loves food the most."

"You're right, you didn't feed him fat."

"Come on, sister, let me try it. Is it the dish he likes?"

It often appeared in his mind like a thread, and Yang Wanqing looked at Shen Yu silently.

Her heart was beating loudly.

Three hundred years ago, he left Daqian, and she, seeing Xue Yuhua and others crying bitterly, felt very melancholy in her heart for some reason.

There was a poisonous dragon that was tamed, and she thought that was fine until the person riding on its back died.

Hmm... those stupid women, is it a good thing that Shen Yu died, isn't it?

Although he is not the Holy Emperor, although she admires that person very much and is willing to die for him, even if he is interested in her body, she will definitely give her pure body and do anything for him, can you...

She is free. From now on, she can do whatever she wants. The crisis in the Yang family has been lifted. She can do whatever she wants, well, except for rebellion.

The chance of success was low, and that person restrained her with various legs before he died.

Bu Nao, the planet is so big, Daqian is just a corner of it. She can play to death happily, happily and freely.

There will no longer be anyone who can make her bow her head and confess her sins with an imperial edict, and there will no longer be anyone who can make her concentrate on pleasing... Could it be possible, why is she also very, very uncomfortable?

Maybe...she also understood how Xue Yuhua felt.

Poison Dragon put away his minions, became a loyal minister of Daqian, swept across Mobei, and then headed north, north, north, and then west...

That was her happiest period of confinement. She sometimes felt that she was not the king of Tiandong, or that she was actually the king.

Until one day, she received Daqian's obituary notice that her good sister Xue Yuhua passed away.

Having arrived at the far western seaside, she was stunned as she admired the moonrise.

When she returned to the capital, she saw her grave. Emperor Bidong said that she couldn't remember clearly, so he walked blankly in front of her grave.

Many of her old friends from the past are dead, and those who are left behind are no longer old men. Some of the green young men who followed her have become important ministers of the imperial court, some are entertaining grandchildren, and many more have their bones buried in the mountains. …

If people ultimately want to die, then what is the use of all their efforts?

What was she pursuing during those years?

Xue Yuhua kept chatting with her through letters. After Shen Yu left, the two became friends and talked about everything. In Xue Yuhua's last letter to her, Liu Dong said...sister, he spent his life happily. , I should also look for my own happiness.

She suddenly became discouraged and didn't want to do anything.

Although the Yang family has become extremely powerful, although the territory she owns stretches thousands of miles, although...but in those years, she was getting more and more troubled day by day.

People in the East fight for power and gain, and all kinds of things go wrong. When Shen Yu was there, she felt that things in the East were not like that. But when Shen Yu was gone, she realized how difficult it was to find a new path!

However, after another external disturbance, she simply chose to fake her death.

At that time, her martial arts had reached the pinnacle of Grand Master after decades of fighting, and she was invincible in the world.

She collected the secret books of Tiandong, whether it was the Lantern Dharma of Dalin Temple, the Nine Transformations of Heavenly Silkworms of Qingxu Temple, or the Great Soul-Searching Legs of Demonic Way, and even some secrets in ancient times, and began to study and ponder

, at first, she actually had some understanding, but then she fell into a state of confusion. After decades of seclusion, she had gained something.

Since then, she has been practicing in a hibernating manner, often not leaving seclusion for decades. Only a few people in the Yang family know her existence. Occasionally, after she wakes up or is awakened,

Often decades have passed.

No matter what, oil lamps have turned into electric lamps, there are more and more telephone poles, and railways are spread all over the land. The number of people I know locally has become fewer and fewer, or even non-existent.

It wasn't until ninety-five days ago that she was awakened and learned that a certain person had returned for dozens of days.

She wanted to see him then and ask him where he had been all those years, but when she came near him, she became timid.

The baby elephant was tied to a wooden post since he was a child, and he struggled to break free again and again to no avail. However, when he grew up, although he could break free easily, he gave up, and so did she.

"Perhaps, he will come back one day. I remember to tell him that the happiest thing in his life was meeting him."

The good sister's letter was badly damaged, and she wanted to know what he was going to do.

She was sure that that person, when he came back that time and encountered such humiliation, would definitely make an earth-shattering counterattack, but no... She just wanted to ask, do you remember her very much?

In other words, do I remember him very well?

…

After dinner, Shen Yu came to the vocal room.

After learning for an hour how to control speech, etc., and singing two Daqian pop songs, Shen Yu's class is over for tomorrow.

The teacher left the room and Shen Yu came to the piano.

Vocal music is not only singing, but also includes the playing of musical instruments.

Pressing his fingers on the black and red keys, he remembered a piano piece he had heard in his previous life. Then, he started to play. Beautiful notes flowed out from the keyboard, and the story of Butterfly Lovers was narrated to him.

Tao Lai.

Thin Yong stirs pity Qiushuizhao, Qing must pity him and he pities Qing.

"It seems that the piano is not suitable for that piece of music?"

The piano music lasted about ten minutes. After Shen Yu finished playing, he was about to play it again when a woman's voice came from behind.

Shen Yu's body trembled, but he didn't look back.

"Well, that piece of music would be better played on the violin."

After the Holy Emperor Li Yi ascended the throne, he copied some Western musical instruments, including pianos, violins, etc.

"violin……"

The woman behind him came over and picked up the violin in the vocal room.

She is still so beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful, as beautiful as a snake or a scorpion.

Two hundred and fifty years ago, she was a grandmaster. She could master any weapon without a teacher, and she could learn any move instantly. She had played the violin in her spare time. For her, just a weapon was not difficult at all.

No.

Although she only heard the melody once, she quickly fell in love with it.

During the three hundred years, she spent a lot of effort to adjust her mood. Melodious tunes flowed from the violin, and the story of Butterfly Lovers danced like a butterfly.

After a long time, the music subsided, and the little elephant was left looking at the wooden stake quietly.

It's been a long time since I last saw him. He seems to be more naughty and unruly. Well, very good. He still hasn't practiced martial arts.

"Hello Aunt Yang, long time no see."

He said that, and then with a snap, his head was lightly knocked.

But it hurts a bit, especially with the female tiger in front of me. Why does it feel like her martial arts skills are stronger?

"Okay, Sister Yang, it's been a long time since I saw you. I'm getting more and more beautiful."

He said with a smile on his face, "Sister Yang, please don't, let's elope?"

…

ps: You wouldn’t think that he would write about the reunion after a long absence, right?

The situation in that volume was the same as in a big fight. It looked normal, but at the end, it suddenly lacked great virtue.

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