"Your Majesty, princess, please come in." The maid who was waiting for Xue Rongrong respectfully came out to deliver the message and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After more than ten years, is the snow finally melting?
Because Xue Rongrong did not accept the title of concubine, but could no longer be addressed as the queen, Emperor Xuanyuan asked his servants to call her princess.
When he was young, under the red plum trees reflected in the snow, the lovely princess whose smile could melt thousands of years of ice and snow was a memory that could never be erased from his heart.
"Well, you don't have to wait until you step down." Emperor Xuanyuan waved his hand for her to step down, suppressing his excitement and complicated mood.
He was already old, and he didn't expect that one day, she would finally no longer be indifferent.
After bypassing the layers of snow-white curtains, he stepped into the inner hall. The interior of the empty hall was very simple in decoration. He had sent all kinds of rare and precious furniture, but all of them were rejected and thrown out.
There was only a bed, a chair, a table, and the one person who had been there for more than ten years.
Emperor Xuanyuan raised his eyes and looked at Xue Rongrong. He hadn't seen her so close for a long time, and realized that she was thinner than before. She was as frail as a white flower that was about to wither. She had long lost the youthful brilliance she had in the past.
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Time flies, and more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Everything has changed, and both his and her faces have been stained with traces of wind, frost and time.
He is old, but she is still so beautiful. The unique beauty of the Ice Tribe people has shown another kind of charm due to the accumulation of time.
Hearing the footsteps, Xue Rongrong slowly turned around and stared deeply at Emperor Xuanyuan.
For a long time, she didn't speak, and Emperor Xuanyuan looked at her expectantly.
Finally, Xue Rongrong sighed and said, "Long time no see, Brother Wentian."
Emperor Xuanyuan's eyes suddenly lit up like fire. A violent and gloomy emperor was now like a confused and clumsy person, too excited to control himself.
"Rongxue, you are finally willing to talk to me. This is the first sentence you have said to me after more than ten years."
Ever since he took away her world and killed her husband, she no longer had the dependence and tenderness in her eyes before, nor would she call him big brother like she did when she was young.
The imperial city was stained with blood, the sun was setting, and in the flames of war, he finally let her go in despair and let the defeated army take her away.
After disappearing for more than a year, she appeared in front of him alone, with blood-red eyes, just to try her best to assassinate him.
He still couldn't lay a hand on her.
But he couldn't let her go anymore, so he hid her in the deep palace and built such a beautiful and unparalleled snow melt palace for her. He hoped that the tenderness of his youth could continue, but everything has changed and he can never go back.
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She hated him, she looked at him with hatred, and said that if he dared to take a step forward, she would commit suicide.
For more than ten years, he has often stood in this outer hall, but he has never stepped foot inside.
"I didn't expect that after so many years, I would still hear this name, Rongxue Rongxue. You once said that I am like the first melting of ice and snow in spring, bringing vitality to all things and bright sunshine, which makes people full of hope." Xue Rongrong's expression was also in a trance.
I got up and recalled the past, feeling unspeakably melancholy.
That was the name he called her when he was young. She was called Princess, Crown Princess, Rong'er, but Rongxue was his only name, a symbol of his doting on her.
"You are still my only Rongxue." Emperor Xuanyuan recalled the good things of the past, and his gloomy face became extremely soft.