I write a legend of love for you. The sorrow burnt by loneliness is not worth the love from morning to night.

I leave you a vow of love, a thousand words of sorrow and heartbreak, and the Bodhi tree under the moon is a pair of shadows.

The moonlight was hazy, and the light was mixed with rain, which fell to the ground and made a sound of music.

The road ahead has long been shrouded in darkness and rain. Even if the moon shines brightly, it is impossible to see the road ahead clearly.

Just like a person's state of mind, the more blurry it is, the less clear it is about where one is going.

Stretching out his hand, the rain fell on his palm. Once he caught it, it turned into pieces and flowed through the gaps.

The cool wind blew into my heart, and my whole body couldn't help but tremble.

The sad look in her eyes made her worry about Murong Haochen's condition. She was responsible for all this, and she felt extremely guilty in her heart.

As soon as he returned to the palace today, his injury began to worsen again. He did not let Ye Yilan stay in Chenlan in order not to worry her. If she was willing to listen to him and return to the palace alone, his wound might not open again.

Open. Blame yourself, being too selfish.

In Qinlan Palace, she couldn't calm down at all. When she calmed down, what came to her mind was still his injury.

A dagger stabbed him hard, and at that moment her heart panicked.

He raised his head and stared into the sky, silently chanting: "May he be safe tonight."

The pear blossoms fall, and it is difficult to find a fate in a lifetime.

Destined for three lifetimes, the fate of the mortal world is sad and beautiful.

When the pear blossoms fall, it will be hard to think about it for half your life and to be sad for the rest of your life.

The road to love is boundless, and youth is left in the cold.

The pear blossoms fall, and you will never forget the loneliness for half your life.

Drinking wine alone makes you drunk, dreams of death, and filled with sorrow and hatred.

Desolate and miserable, it is just a period of youth, who can promise a period of prosperity.

The rain wet her hands, and water droplets spread densely on her arms. She took her hands back and raised them high to her face. The dripping rain naturally fell on the tip of her nose, like a flower bud blooming for the first time.

A cool feeling spread on the tip of my nose. I closed my eyes and quietly felt the cool feeling penetrating my heart.

Ziling and Caifeng looked at each other, and the empress stood alone under the house, letting the rain fall on her palms. I don't know what happened to the two of them last night, which made the empress so melancholy when she came back today. Come back.

Later, Zeng also spoke, but he stood outside silently. Zi Ling stepped forward and persuaded: "My queen, it's time to go back to the house and rest."

Ye Yilan didn't want to leave at all, but still stood there, her eyes focused back, with a hint of emptiness in her eyes. It seemed like there was only a broken body left. She said slowly: "Zi Ling, you stay with the emperor.

After many years, do you know what kind of person the emperor is?"

In fact, she didn't want to ask, but she didn't know anything about him.

The more curious she is, the more she wants to know.

And he deliberately concealed everything, and no one knew what he was thinking.

In her mind, among the many slaves who accompanied Murong Haochen, only Ziling was the smartest. She was observant and nothing could escape her eyes. The moment they met, she felt that Ziling was different. Through

It is undoubtedly the best choice for Ziling to come to understand him.

There was a faint snicker in Handai's eyes, looking at her with interest: "On weekdays, your Majesty doesn't mention the Emperor, why do you want me to tell you today?"

"Wouldn't it be better to know more?"

The slight smile on her lips showed that her smile was like a flower, without any flaws, slowly blooming.

His eyes were like a torch, and his bright eyes were no longer empty and dark.

"Perhaps in the eyes of the empress, the emperor is a domineering person who makes decisions for others in everything and cannot be refuted by others. However, the emperor also does this to establish a sense of majesty for outsiders. The emperor has been looked down upon by others since he was a child. If he is not strong,

How can I be able to protect the empress?" Having followed Murong Haochen for many years, she has seen many things in her eyes. Not one person can completely judge what kind of person he is.

He usually does things by himself, and only by seeing with his own eyes can he understand everything. Listening to what others say may not necessarily be true.

For Zi Ling, Murong Haochen was their master, and they did not dare to speculate on their master's thoughts.

"As far as slaves are concerned, the emperor is taciturn and never reveals what he likes. He only dares to tell his wife. This must be clearer to the queen than the slaves. The slaves can only tell the queen this, and the rest is experienced by the queen herself.

Okay. Your Majesty won’t say anything, just because he wants to see the day when the empress won’t be prejudiced against him."

Not prejudiced? I have always looked at him with prejudice.

From the moment he entered the palace, he was filled with hatred for him. As time went by, everything he did to himself seemed to have melted into the bottom of his heart at the moment when he touched her, and never surfaced.

I don't know since when, she didn't treat him the same way as before. She is not an inconsiderate person, and she understands what it means to be human.

She often doesn't understand what he does, which leads to her prejudice against him.

If she treats each other sincerely, then the secret she hides in her heart will no longer be a secret.

But this secret has been accumulating in my heart, which is so painful.

This became a secret that she would never dare to tell.

I felt a little more sympathetic towards him. In fact, when he was sitting alone in the main hall, the silence was extremely desolate. At that moment, I felt that he was helpless and did not feel the joy of sitting on the throne.

She could see his heart at that time, but she didn't understand everything about him.

"Zi Ling, did anything happen in the palace today?" Everyone must have known about their departure from the palace.

Zi Ling carefully wiped the rain off her hands and helped her into the house to sleep. While saying, "It's as usual. I guess everyone in the palace has already guessed it."

In the bedroom, Caifeng had already taken care of everything and handed her a cup of hot tea. Seeing that the two of them were having a heart-to-heart talk, she quietly left and stopped disturbing her.

Youchou's face showed a sense of vicissitudes of life, and he felt more self-blame in his heart. He covered the tea cup with both hands, and his cold hands gradually warmed up. Everything felt much more comfortable: "Zi Ling, originally I was the one to come back today, and the emperor planned to come back in two days."

I just returned to the palace, but everything was disrupted because of me."

Seeing that she just worried too much, the emperor didn't care about this, but she was particularly concerned about this matter.

When we met for the first time, I felt at first glance that she exuded a scholarly atmosphere, and her clear eyes gave people a very warm feeling, which made people forget those eyes at first sight.

I became her personal maid under the emperor's order, but I saw that she was not happy in the palace. When she smiled occasionally, it was only a shallow smile, and she would not smile openly. As long as she smiles, even the coldest person will melt.

The difference between her and other women is that she has an innate sense of closeness, and her weak body wants to protect her blindly.

Zi Ling understands her, even if she doesn't love the emperor, her cold heart will melt one day, just like her smile. "My queen, there is no need to blame yourself. Whenever you return to the palace, it is for your sake. Return to the palace early,

It allows the emperor to rest in peace. Have you ever thought about it, if the emperor does not return to the palace for a day, the ministers in the court will definitely be dissatisfied with the emperor. It is better to return to the palace as soon as possible, which will inevitably lead to gossip."

Murong Haochen is indeed extraordinary, he is so clever in disciplining the people around him.

If you want to understand him, it seems that you have to carefully observe every detail of him.

Hearing what she said, I felt much relieved: "I'm overthinking."

Ye Yilan looked up and saw her pure face. No matter how exquisitely she dressed up, she would definitely be a beauty. "Zi Ling, have you ever thought about getting married?" Speaking of getting married, she thought of Caifeng.

.That girl has followed her since she was a child and takes care of her like a biological sister. She most hopes to see Caifeng get married.

There was a crooked smile on her lips, and she imagined how beautiful she was in her mind: "You and Caifeng are about the same age, not to mention you are so sensitive, I think someone must want to marry such a woman. Occasionally I also say to Caifeng,

I can't hold you up for the rest of your life. You are the one who should start a family. If you have someone you like, you must tell me so that I can help you with advice."

I heard that she had never had such an idea. Ever since she entered the Fourth House, she had been serving the emperor with all her heart. How dare she have such an unreasonable thought. Her words were sincerely grateful to her. She whispered:

"Zi Ling appreciates the kindness of the empress. Zi Ling is just a slave, and the empress does not need to be so kind to a slave. After all, the emperor said that he would send a slave to take care of the empress, but I don't dare to have such an idea."

"The emperor said that day that all the people in my palace are decided by me." He drank tea calmly, as if all the sorrow just now disappeared, but when he mentioned it, he still couldn't help but think about his injury.

She shyly turned her head away and said, "Mother, why are you talking about this slave?"

Seeing that she was so embarrassed, she stopped talking to her about the matter. She had taken this matter to heart and would not let the two of them be wronged.

"Zi Ling, except for those who love you, no one in the world can love you better than you."

The one she loves...

It's just the smoke of the past.

Secretly telling myself, let go of everything and start over. But so what? What kind of scene will it be like when we meet again?

I dare not imagine, for fear that everything will be in vain.

Turn into smoke and clouds, drifting in the wind.

Seeing that the empress was so relieved, she not only asked: "Is the empress thinking of the emperor again?"

Ye Yilan smiled at her, not wanting to express her inner thoughts. She stood up and thought for a long time before deciding: "Undress me."

When Ye Yilan was about to go to bed, Zi Ling happened to take a look at the puppet on the bed. After looking at it carefully, she recognized it at a glance: "This puppet is very empress-like."

At first, she never thought this puppet was like her, maybe she didn't care. Now, the more she looks at it, the more it resembles her.

There was no concealment of the curve of the lips, filled with a cheerful smile: "The emperor made it himself."

Hearing this, Zi Ling looked at the empress with envy. She must have loved the empress to the core since she could let the emperor do it himself.

She held the puppet and waved it playfully in front of Ye Yilan for a while, peeked at the smile on the corner of her mouth, and deliberately tried to smell it: "No matter how hard your heart is, it should be softened, right?"

"Actually, the emperor only has the empress in his heart, so why should he be afraid that the emperor will not always pamper his empress?"

Zi Ling only based on the scenes she saw on the surface, but she was the only one who understood what was going on inside.
To be continued...