Forget about worries, forget about worries, cherish the good times and beautiful scenery.

Yiren's eyebrows were painted with red makeup, and her eyebrows were dotted with cinnabar.

The shadows of lamps and red candles are shining brightly outside the building, and the lingering shadows of the cold dawn are forgotten in Nagawa.

A shadow of a human figure is alone and secretly sad, picking up dead branches, and the prosperity of the past is now lonely.

Looking at the withered glory in his hand, he said to himself: "What if one day, I will become like this?"

The figure behind him also picked up.

"With me here, nothing will happen."

As the emperor, he can control everyone's life and death, but he cannot control her heart.

He understands her, but has she ever understood?

He raised his salivating eyes, fearing that everything was just an illusion.

The moment he turned around, his joyful heart gradually sank: "When did the emperor come?"

"I've been here for a long time, you just didn't notice." He reached out to touch her cheek, but she avoided it. She thought that after last night...but it was still the first time.

He smiled lightly and said, "Have you ever heard of Bianhuahua?"

"The flower of the other shore grows at the junction of heaven and underworld, and is commonly known as the dead man's flower."

This flower is hated by the world because it is not only beautiful but also weird.

Ye Yilan didn't know why he mentioned the flower of the other side today?

He took her and sat on the steps outside the door, looking up at the starry night sky.

"Life after life, we never see each other, and life after life is full of blood. Only the flowers are blooming, but the leaves are hard to see. The two are drawn together all the way to the underworld."

Holding her hand tightly, when Ye Yilan saw the situation, she remembered the sentence "We hold hands together all the way to hell."

"What is your Majesty doing?" His eyes were filled with shock and confusion. His move made him feel a little sad.

"If it's hell, can you accompany me?"

Upon hearing this, she immediately covered his mouth. This statement made her extremely flustered: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Holding her hand, he stared at her with deep affection and infatuation from the corner of his eyes: "Lan'er, do you know? I belong to Ye and I belong to the other side of the flower."

"How can anyone regard themselves as the flower of the other side of the world? This is the way to say it."

He ignored it and kept to himself: "You can see the leaves and you can see the flowers. But I can only watch you walking in front of me silently."

"What are you talking about?" He looked a little strange today.

Sometimes, he always likes to say some weird things that make her unpredictable.

Today, I'm talking nonsense again.

"Flowers on the other side are blooming on the other side. There is no need to be in front of the Naihe Bridge."

It would be nice for him to understand some things so that he can just keep them in mind.

Her affectionate eyes are like a pool of lake spring under the warm sun, cool yet warm.

He held her face and kissed her affectionately on the forehead: "Lan'er, I hope you can think of this passage in the future."

"The Emperor has something on his mind today. I really don't know. I..."

"Just listen."

He always likes to use such a commanding tone, and the secrets have never really been revealed from him.

No one can plunder his thoughts. He has always protected himself very carefully, but he forgot that doing so made him feel tired.

"Your Majesty, you know that you have always hidden many secrets in your heart."

He smoothed her hair and said casually, "Really? I'm all ears."

He was so absent-minded that he had no intention of explaining to him: "The emperor is like a mirror in his heart, do you still want me to talk to you?"

"I'll tell you the truth." He hugged her and opened his heart and said, "I wish that we don't live like the flowers on the other side. I only wish that there are white orchids hidden among the purple magnolias."

"Actually, I have always wanted to tell the emperor something, but I was afraid..." She raised her eyes slightly and looked at him, observing every expression on his face. "I was afraid that the emperor would be furious after hearing this."

"If you believe me, don't say anything."

Ye Yilan never thought that his words would make it impossible for her to say them out.

If I tell you, I feel calmer in my heart, but I'm afraid I don't know what his reaction will be?

If she didn't say anything, she couldn't imagine what happened...

But she still chose to believe it.

Often, he used the word "faith" to refute many things. His words were always shocking, and he had to put the matter back into his heart.

His eyes were so firm that no one changed anything because of his words.

"Can I ask you one more question?"

"Why are there so many problems today?" He pinched her smooth cheeks lovingly and cherished them like treasures.

"Ask." He closed his eyes and said lazily.

"This throne is not what the emperor pursues, so why do you take this position?"

"for you."

I?

She pulled away from his embrace, straightened up and kept looking at him with puzzled eyes.

This was something she still didn't understand. Just like her original words "for your promise", how could she ever give him a promise?

Murong Haochen knew that to her, everything was a mist, and it was so fragmented that it was impossible to piece it together.

If she doesn't ask, he won't tell.

"At first it was for you, but later, someone wanted to kill me. I am a concubine, so I have won the trust of my father. What's more, this throne was assigned to me when I was born. If it weren't for your father, under his teachings

I will never be where I am today."

Only now did Ye Yilan realize that everything had been arranged by the late Emperor.

Looking into his eyes, she could hide the forbearance she had endured over the years. She had never experienced the pain of a concubine, and for some reason she reached out to touch his face when she saw him like this.

Smiling lightly, trying to appease his heart at this moment.

The smile that was raised was such an understatement, and it crossed lightly: "If I had not ascended to the throne and had always been submissive, I am afraid that what you see today is my corpse."

"How can you talk nonsense about this kind of thing?"

Today he is weird and weird, always surrounding the word "death", which really makes me feel uneasy.

Looking at his wandering eyes, if I hadn't asked, I wouldn't have touched the pain deep in his heart.

"sorry."

Qingfeng downplayed it, but it was just that he didn't care. Seeing her like this, he felt a little relieved for some reason: "Why are you sorry for me?"

"If it weren't for me, why would the Emperor be injured over and over again?"

She kept the peace charm she asked for yesterday, but she didn't know why she still didn't give it to him.

"You are worth my life. I can't hide my love for you, so they can take advantage of you."

To her, give her all your love with all your strength.

Even if it's his own life, he has no regrets.

"The only person who can compete with the Emperor for the throne is..."

Murong Haoli?

This is her only best choice among many princes.

The Queen Mother was his biological mother, how could she give up the throne to Murong Haochen in vain? Could it be that he was responsible for all the killings?

If it was really him, how could he threaten Murong Haochen with his own life.

Ye Yilan still couldn't believe it. She hoped that all this was just her own speculation.

Hearing her words come to her lips, before she could say who it was, she wisely closed her mouth.

The arc of the smile was so unpredictable: "Are you doubting your sixth brother?"

"I don't dare."

"How come you and I have so many rules?"

He didn't want to use his identity and ignored the relationship between them.

In front of her, he never used "I"; he just wanted to live like an ordinary couple, loving each other for a lifetime.

"Your suspicion is indeed correct."

"But, is the Sixth Prince such a person?"
To be continued...