In her life, she had never felt any affection for her family, but Shui Qing was so heartbreaking at the moment of leaving...
I won't kill Boren, Boren died because of me—
Even if it wasn't for Shuiqing to die, it would be like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth from now on, not to do to others to do to her, thinking about the time she had to escape.
A marriage would rather escape from prison, and would rather elope with the third prince at all danger... Now, why should I ask my sister to make a sacrifice happily????
…………
She just shed tears and couldn't say a word. [】For the first time in her life, she felt that she had done something big and bad, and she never had a chance to make up for it.
"Please go on the road..."
"Princess Yonggu is welcome to get on the road..."
"I'm welcome to Princess Yonggu, the sedan chair has been waiting for a long time..."
...
One by one, it rippled in the Falling Flower Hall.
When Shui Lian chased her out, she only saw the last side of Shui Qing: She was dressed in a phoenix crown and a robe, and was so beautiful that she couldn't do it. However, when she got on the carriage, her face was covered with tears and her lips were wide open, as if she was facing each other.
She said the last few words: Sister...Sister...
This was the last part of Shui Qing left in her mind, and she never forgot this scene until she was dying.
Slowly, it was already dawn.
The gorgeous carriage, the grand dowry, the delivery of palace maids, the dancing color segments... suddenly all disappeared...
The Falling Flower Palace is dead silent.
Only the palace maid, Pearl, was timidly at the door.
Shuiqing, princess, your majesty, scumbag... Shuilian sat in the back of the beauty's shoulders, feeling that she had a very long dream. There was also a lingering and nightmares in the dream. When she woke up, she didn't know
Why, full of tears...
"Miss, it's windy outside, you can go in."
"Miss, you're having a fever..."
"Miss, why are you asleep again???..."
...
When Shuilian woke up, it was dusk on the second day.
She stood at the door of the Luohua Hall and saw that the sky was confused and the wind was whistling outside.
A palace maids walked by the door with flowers, chatting and laughing while walking.
"Hurry up, the princess loves flowers, but it can't be delayed..."
"It's almost winter, and it will be even more difficult to pick flowers in the future. Take advantage of the few days to pick more and arrange the Pepper House Hall..."