Kuai Chuan Daji is a bad woman

Chapter 157 Disaster for the country and the people for nine thousand years 20 (End)
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Daji fell to the ground, blood dripped from her body, more beautiful than the red dress on her body.

Guan Yuan watched Daji die in front of her helplessly, she knelt beside Daji and stretched out her hand tremblingly: "Bai Li!"

The other party closed his eyes, his face was full of peace, and there was no pain at all.

Shi Ruliu hurried down from the Yaotai and knelt on the other side of Daji. The two women were both dressed in red, and they were both inferior to the man on the ground.

Guan Yuan's voice trembled: "Bai Li, how did he die?"

The two women join forces, cooperating internally and externally, and break into Chengfeng. The only tacit understanding is to keep Bai Li.

Even at the beginning, because of Bai Li, Guan Longpang was forced to bump his head to death in the main hall, Guan Yuan still pushed all this on Xia Jie.

Shi Ruliu twitched her lips, and said two words from between her teeth: "Hang yourself."

Guan Yuan murmured: "It's actually hanging herself."

He didn't hang himself when the country was broken, he didn't hang himself when he was disabled, and he actually hanged himself when his revenge was avenged.

Big drops of tears fell on the ground, Guan Yuan stretched out her hand to help Daji tidy up the hair that was blown by the wind, and she probably understood that the other party was also waiting for this moment of revenge.

The funeral of Daji was not a big deal. The two cleaned up and changed Daji's clothes, and finally cremated her ashes by the river.

Guan Yuan disagreed with cremating Daji, Shi Ruliu said calmly, "She likes freedom."

After dealing with Daji's funeral, Shi Ruliu sat in Yaotai all night, and finally left Daxia. No one knew where she went.

After Shi Ruliu left, Guan Yuan supported Guan Longpang's adoptive son Tang to change his position to Shang, and Great Xia fell.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, the historian asked to see him.

"Your Majesty, Xia Jie once asked the minister to change the history book, but he had no choice but to follow his wishes. Now that the Great Xia is destroyed, do you want to change the history book?"

The new emperor hadn't opened his mouth yet. Guan Yuan took the history book and sighed slightly after reading it: "There's no need to revise it."

The historical records basically match, except that the person's name is erased.

The historian answered "Yes" and was about to leave, when Guan Yuan suddenly stopped him.

"Wait." Guan Yuan thought for a while: "Erasure my name."

Without waiting for the historian to speak, Guan Yuan said: "Xia Jie committed many crimes, and King Wu Tang overthrew his regime. I have nothing to do with it."

The history books were written by the victors, and the new emperor Tang acquiesced to Guan Yuan's words, and the historian nodded and withdrew.

In the third year after Daji's death, Guan Yuan married a businessman who had a fan and was very similar to the person in Guan Yuan's memory.

Somewhere in the world, Shi Ruliu waters the flowers. The bamboo house behind her is very beautiful. Behind the bamboo house is a peach forest, a paradise, but that's all.

The wind picked up and the peach petals fell, Shi Ruliu put down what was in his hand, stretched out his hand to pick up a peach petal, with a bit of nostalgia in his eyes.

This time, I won't go looking for you.

I will remember what you said, live well.
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The beautiful melody is like a dream, the man opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of confusion.

He had that dream again, the song in the dream was very nice, but every time he woke up, he couldn't remember it.

That melody has often appeared in his dreams since he can remember, and it is precisely because of this dream that he went to learn the piano and wanted to compose the melody in his dreams.

Unfortunately, it failed.

He still couldn't remember what the melody was in his dream, he only knew that every time he woke up, his heart was always empty.

The manager turned on the phone: "Yunjing, has your new song been written yet?"

The man rubbed his brows, trying to think about that dream, but found that he couldn't remember anything: "Nothing."

"What about the concert?"

Yun Jing sighed: "Give me some time."

After hanging up the phone, Yunjing changed his clothes and went out to wander aimlessly in the street.

Suddenly, a melody came to his ears, and Yunjing followed the sound and stepped into a piano shop.

"Hello."

In front of a piano, a girl in ordinary clothes turned around. She had an ordinary appearance, but her eyes were particularly attractive.

"My name is Yunjing, I'm sorry to disturb you."

Seeing her, Yun Jing's heart was inexplicably touched, he thought it was because the song just now was so moving.

"Can I play it again?"

Yun Jing couldn't help but want to listen to it again, for some reason, he was very kind to that melody.

The girl played it again, and Yun Jing couldn't help asking about the origin of the piece.

The girl chuckled, and stretched out a finger: "One million, I'll sell you this sheet music."

Yunjing has been obsessed with music for more than [-] years, and has never bought a score. This time, he bought it without even thinking about it. The other party said that there is no such score and no name. Yunjing looked into those eyes and blurted out: "Just take it as a don't forget."

Before leaving, Yunjing asked the girl for WeChat for the first time.

For some reason, he always felt that he had seen those eyes somewhere before.

After returning home, Yunjing played Don't Forget over and over again, and the emotions in his heart spread, and before he knew it, tears were already in his eyes.

Yun Jing wiped away his tears and murmured: "This score is so moving."

Obviously not very sad, but it just made him feel infinite sadness in his heart.

Later, he saw the girl again.

Although the facial features have changed, he will never forget those eyes, and they are definitely the girl he met in the piano shop.

Jiang Biluo, is that her name?
Yun Jing was suspicious, and vaguely felt that this name did not belong to her.

She asked him to push the suitcase for him, and he took it subconsciously, and the rumors of their affair were flying all over the sky.

Yun Jing had never been close to any woman, and it was the first time he had an affair with her, but he didn't reject it in his heart, but after seeing netizens attacking her, Yun Jing couldn't help but come out to clarify for her, and invited her to his concert.

It was also the first time that he played on the same piano as the second person, a woman.

She has a boyfriend!

When Yun Jing received the news, he was stunned for a long time, with anger and sadness in his heart, and finally turned into a sigh.

He played Don't Forget all night.

After the agent forced him to take sleeping pills and fell asleep, Yunjing dreamed again, and the blurry picture suddenly became clear, and he finally saw the person in the dream clearly.

A figure in red, whose face cannot be seen clearly, is humming Don't Forget.

Is this my previous life?

Yun Jing faintly felt something was wrong, and soon he woke up, took a shower and turned on the TV, trying to adjust his mood.

A history show is playing on TV.

"Jie, the last monarch of the Xia Dynasty, was a well-known tyrant in history. He was both civil and military, and moved his capital to Zhenzhen. During his reign, he was extravagant and tyrannical..."

"Xia Jie dotes on Yuxi very much, and builds a palace and a fairyland for her... My dear friend, Yuan Xianchen..."

Seeing this, Yun Jing felt repulsed, and the dream he had just now, the figure in red, came back to his mind.

Who is that person?
A pair of familiar eyes appeared in Yunjing's mind, dream and reality overlapped, he remembered, those eyes belonged to Jiang Biluo, he had dreamed about them before.

Joy was born in Yunjing's heart, and he went out without even changing his clothes.

He is going to find her.

　Xia Jie: In my previous life I was cruel and heartless, but in my next life I will be extremely gentle.

　　This story is over, I have tried my best to explain it myself haha, it is also the most embarrassing story I have written so far, you can also write about small theaters in the comment area, do you want to predict the next mission, I will update it today This will be updated tomorrow.

　　
　
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