Outside the museum conference room, there were crowds of people and spotlights flashing.
It is said that a mysterious historian and cultural relics expert is coming here for a meeting today. History and cultural relics are relatively unpopular, but because this expert has always been very mysterious, a lot of media gathered here early in the morning.
Liu Su, carrying several jade pendants, and Qin Cheng were also among the crowd.
"Sister, is it really useful to find this expert?" Qin Cheng asked while helping Liusu block the heavy cameras.
"Regardless of whether it is useful or not, I will never give up any chance. I went to the library to check the information. His research results on jade are leading the world. Moreover, it is said that he is a very unique person and has almost never appeared in his true colors.
.I secretly felt that he might be able to help me in some way."
Liusu hugged the box tightly and squeezed into the crowd, fearing that she would not be able to squeeze in later.
"Come on, come on, Professor Li is here."
Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, and the door to the entrance was opened, and a tall, thin and tall man, surrounded by bodyguards, walked toward the conference room.
Professor Li turns out to be so young. He is dressed in black casual clothes, sunglasses and a white peaked cap, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
Liusu in the crowd was stunned for a moment, why...why did he feel that this person looked familiar?
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After handling all the government affairs, Emperor Zhuyao raised his hand and rubbed his temples, then walked back to the wedding room where the fringed coffin was placed.
It has been a full month since Liusu's death, and the fourth child actually disappeared without a trace and never appeared again.
No one knows where he went.
And Emperor Zhuyao didn't go looking for it either.
Next, it’s time to consider returning to Yaojing to ascend the throne.
"Lisu, I will guard the throne and stay with you for the rest of my life..."
He looked at her sleeping quietly in the coffin and murmured.
She was still wearing the red wedding dress she wore on the day of her ghost wedding, and her appearance and outfit remained forever the same as the day she married him, engraved on this day forever.
He stood up, and the cherry blossom hairpin in his sleeve suddenly slipped down and fell to the ground with a clang.
The cherry blossom hairpin had tassels. He had never left it since he picked it up in the maple leaf forest.
A small flower with only her breath left on it——
He raised his lips and said——
"When the cherry blossoms fall, it is desolate. When a loved one passes away, there are only scars left. When the shadow is left empty, in the cherry blossom rain, it is sentimental. When the cherry blossoms fall next year, I hope that my beloved will return, and the cherry hairpin is inserted into the bun... with tassels..."
Liusu, he recited her name, and the name had already grown in his heart, taking root and growing more and more lush.
"I miss you so much. I really miss you so much. My heart hurts so much. Do you feel it?"
There was no one around, the majesty of the day had faded from Emperor Zhuyao's face, and the aloof aura of Prince Lanling had faded away. He was lying on the fringed coffin, with a look of grief on his face, and his eyes as deep as night.
Full of sadness.
At this moment, he is not the King of Lanling who has a heavy responsibility and has the world in mind, he is just an ordinary man who misses his wife.
Facing the cold coffin and her silence, I told her all my thoughts—
Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking and unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to talk about desolation.
Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our face is covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I had a deep dream and suddenly returned to my hometown. They were dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other speechlessly, only a thousand lines of tears could be shed.
It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine trees.
"Father..." Suddenly, a pair of small hands grabbed his robe and shouted softly.
Emperor Zhuyao lowered his head and saw Xiao Qiluo looking up at him——
"Qiluo, you're here." Emperor Zhuyao bent down and touched his daughter's pink and white face.
"Father, you also miss your mother, don't you?" Xiao Qiluo raised her hand and put it on Emperor Zhuyao's face obediently. She had slowly accepted the fact that Emperor Zhuyao was her biological father.
This fact.
"You miss her too?" Emperor Zhuyao asked, holding his daughter's little hand on his face.
"Yes." Xiao Qiluo nodded vigorously, "I miss my mother so much that I can't sleep. I think my father must be thinking about my mother as much as I do, so I asked my little brother to come with me to find my father.
My mother told me before that it would be very sad to miss someone alone, but if two people miss each other together, they can comfort and warm each other. Father..."
Xiao Qiluo put her little body into Emperor Zhuyao's arms, hugged his neck, and said, "Let's miss my mother together."
Emperor Zhuyao was comforted after hearing this, Liusu, you taught your daughter so well.
"Qiluo, don't you blame your father?"
"It's strange. I still blame my father for not protecting my mother, because my father promised me that my mother would come back in a few days, but my mother left me forever. However, I know that my father was also very sad and sad.
...My mother and I don’t want my father to be too sad or sad..."
Xiao Qiluo said like a little adult.
Emperor Zhuyao felt his heart tightening after hearing this. He actually had such a good daughter.
Could it be that God is so cruel to only allow him to have one beautiful person?
"Father, will you still marry a wife?" Xiao Qiluo suddenly asked.
"The only father is your mother." Emperor Zhuyao replied unswervingly. He once said that a pair of people will depend on each other for the rest of their lives.
On earth and in heaven, only Tassel is unparalleled.
Only Tassel is worthy of King Lanling.
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[There is something I want to tell you. I don’t know if you all support it. The publishing house wants to publish "The Concubine". As an author, it is the highest honor to be published and it is also my dream. However, this publishing house
There is a requirement that the number of words should be reduced to 150,000 words before publication. For me, there is no problem in modifying the story structure alone. I can change it. However, if I agree to publish it, it will be 150,000 words.
It means that almost all the scenes of the two male protagonists will be deleted. I can't accept this emotionally. I love this book so much and every character in it, including the Thirteenth Master and the Fourth Master.
, Prince, I love them so deeply that I can’t bear to delete anyone. This is my book, my Thirteen, my Fourth Master, my Prince. I don’t want anyone to leave the story, so, I
I turned down the publisher on Monday and decided not to publish it for the time being. I’ll see if a publisher will come to me in the future and publish it in the form of the upper, middle and lower volumes. Anyway, I feel bad for deleting anyone and I’m not willing to do it. Maybe
This decision is too emotional. What do you think? Do you support me? Please leave a message!!]