Does blocking the door to the outside mean blocking one's own heart?
At the same time, even her life was blocked?
Before he finished his words, he heard: "What a loud tone. Before you even sit on the throne, you are like an emperor and you don't recognize your relatives?"
Accompanied by 'Mama Zhuang', Chen Hua Diji stormed in aggressively.
...
Jiaofang Palace.
The hourglass on the clock stand steadily freezes. The hour has arrived.
The Song of Songs has been waiting and waiting. But what exactly are they waiting for?
Is it the hour? Or—him?
She didn't know, she really didn't know. She only knew that when the hourglass was fixed, her heart felt a sting.
The guards on duty filed in, followed by Su Yan and the others.
"Please drink the ultimate wine and go on the journey in peace!" The guards lined up and knelt down.
"Master...wuwu~~" Su Yan and others cried sadly.
There was no trace of sadness on Ya Ge's face, she was smiling from beginning to end.
At this time, he looked at them and found that Emperor Chenhua and Concubine De were not there.
She knew clearly in her heart that the two of them must have gone to find Xuanyuan Yongling.
She sighed: What's the use of looking for each other? We love each other so hard, it's better to leave.
Perhaps, this bitter love will last forever and will be remembered deeply only after she dies.
Reaching out her hand, she slowly picked up the poisoned wine on the table.
"Master, no, no..." Su Yan cried bitterly, wanting to rush up and snatch it away.
However, the guards were already on guard and held her back.
Song of Songs shows her face, and her smile is like the moment when fireworks dazzle, captivating the city and the country.
Holding the cup, she read out——
As long as there is life, there must be death, and premature death is not dictated by destiny.
We were both human beings yesterday and are now in Guilu.
How can the soul energy be scattered, and the withered form be sent to an empty tree?
A sweet child cries for her father, and a good friend caresses me while I cry.
You no longer know gains and losses, but you can still feel right and wrong!
After thousands of years, who knows the honor and disgrace?