Concubine comes to disaster

modern.

Outside the meeting room of the museum, there were crowds of people, and the spotlights flickered.

It is said that a mysterious historian and cultural relic expert is coming here for a meeting today. History and cultural relics are relatively unpopular, but because this expert has always been very mysterious, a lot of media gathered here early in the morning.

Liu Su was carrying a few jade pendants and Qin Cheng was also crowded in the crowd.

"Sister, is it really useful to find this expert?" Qin Cheng asked while helping Tassel to block those bulky cameras.

"Whether it is useful or not, I will not give up any first-line chance. I went to the library to check the information. His research results on jade are leading the world. Moreover, it is said that he is a very unique person, and he has almost never shown his true face. .I secretly feel that he might be able to help me. "

Liusu hugged the box tightly and squeezed into the crowd, fearing that she would not be able to squeeze in later.

"Here we come, Professor Li is here."

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd, and the door at the entrance was opened, and a tall, thin and tall man, surrounded by bodyguards, walked towards the conference room.

Professor Li turned out to be so young. He was dressed in black casual clothes, sunglasses and a white peaked cap, exuding a mysterious aura.

Tassel in the crowd froze for a moment, why...why do you think this person looks familiar?

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After dealing with all the government affairs, Emperor Zhu Yao raised his hand and rubbed his temples, then walked back to the wedding room where the tassel coffin was placed.

It has been a full month since Liusu passed away, and the fourth child really disappeared without a trace and never appeared again.

No one knows exactly where he went.

And Emperor Zhuyao didn't look for it either.

Next, it's time to consider returning to Yaojing to ascend the throne.

"Liusu, I just want to guard the throne and stay with you for the rest of my life..."

He looked at her sleeping quietly in the coffin, and murmured.

She was still wearing the red wedding dress on the day of the ghost wedding, and her face and dress would stay forever on the day she married him, engraved on this day forever.

When he got up, the cherry blossom hairpin in his sleeve suddenly slipped off and fell to the ground with a ding.

The cherry blossom hairpin was tasseled, and since he picked it up in the Maple Leaf Forest, he never left him.

A tiny flower with her breath in it—

He pursed his lips and read——

"The cherry blossoms fall, it's desolate. When the Iraqi dies, only the wounds are left. The figure is empty, and the cherry blossoms rain, sentimental. The cherry blossoms fall in the coming year, and I look forward to the return of the Iraqi. The cherry hairpin is put on... tassels..."

Liusu, he chanted her name, this name had already grown in his heart, taking root and sprouting, becoming more and more luxuriant.

"I miss you so much, I really miss you so much, my heart hurts so much, do you feel it?"

There was no one around, Zhuyao Huang's face faded from the majesty of the day, and the lofty aura of Lanling King. He lay on the coffin with tassels, his face was full of grief, and those eyes were as deep as the night. full of sorrow.

At this moment, he is not the King of Lanling who has a heavy responsibility and has the world in his heart. He is just an ordinary man who misses his wife.

Facing the cold coffin and the silent her, I told her all my thoughts——

Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, unforgettable.Thousands of miles of lonely grave, there is nowhere to say desolate.

Even if they meet, they should not know it, dusty face, temples like frost.

At night, You Meng suddenly returned home, Xiaoxuan window, dressing.There is nothing but tears.

Expected to be broken every year, bright moon night, short Matsuoka.

"Father..." Suddenly, a pair of small hands grabbed his robe and called out in a low voice.

Zhu Yaohuang lowered his head, only to see Xiao Qiluo looking up at him——

"Qi Luo, you are here." Emperor Zhu Yao bent down and touched his daughter's pink and white face.

"Father, you miss your mother too, don't you?" Xiao Qiluo raised her hand and obediently put her hand on Emperor Zhuyao's face. She has slowly accepted the fact that Emperor Zhuyao is her real father this fact.

"You miss her too?" Emperor Zhuyao asked while holding his daughter's little hand on his face.

"Yeah." Xiao Qiluo nodded vigorously, "I can't sleep thinking about my mother, I think my father must be thinking about my mother just like me, so I asked my little brother to come with me to find my father. Before, my mother told me that it would be very sad to miss one alone, but if two people miss together, they can comfort and warm each other. Father..."

Xiao Qiluo nestled her small body into Emperor Zhuyao's arms, wrapped his arms around his neck, and said, "Let's miss my mother together."

After hearing this, Zhu Yaohuang felt comforted, Liusu, you taught your daughter really well.

"Qi Luo, don't you blame your father?"

"Strange. I still blame my father for not protecting my mother, because my father promised me that my mother would come back in a few days, but my mother left me forever. However, I know my father is also very sad and very sad. ...My mother and I don't want my father to be too sad..."

Xiao Qiluo said like a little adult.

Emperor Zhuyao felt pain in his heart when he heard that, he actually had such a good daughter.

Could it be that God is so cruel, that such a beautiful person only allows him to have one?

"Father, will you still marry a wife?" Xiao Qiluo asked suddenly.

"Father and king only have your mother." Emperor Zhuyao replied unswervingly. He once said that there is a pair of people for a lifetime, and they will depend on each other for life and life.

In the heaven and earth, only Tassel is unparalleled.

Only Tassel is worthy of King Lanling.

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[There is something I want to tell you, but I don’t know if you support it.The publishing house wants to publish "The Concubine". As an author, being able to publish is a supreme honor, and it is also my dream. However, this publishing house has a requirement that the number of words for publication must be compressed to 15 words. , There is no problem in modifying the story structure alone, I can modify it.However, if I agree to publish, 15 words, it means that almost all the roles of the two male protagonists will be deleted. I can’t accept this emotionally. I love this book too much, love it too much Every character in the book, the thirteenth master, the fourth master, and the prince, I love them deeply, and I can't bear to delete anyone.This is my book, my thirteenth, my fourth master, my prince, I don't want anyone to leave the story, so I plan to reject the publisher on Monday and not publish it temporarily, see In the future, will a publishing house come to me to publish the first, second and second episodes sequentially? Anyway, I feel heartbroken and unwilling to delete anyone. Maybe this decision is too emotional.What do you think?support me?Please leave a message! ! 】