Concubine comes to disaster

The golden pill was spat out together with the blood and fell to the ground.

Standing behind them, Zhuyun Ni suddenly burst into tears as she watched the two of them walking away together.

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Green hills, green water, thatched cottages, singing birds, fragrance of flowers.

"Come quickly, come quickly, mother will cook for you."

Liusu stood at the door of the small hut, clapped his hands and said to Qiluo and Buhui who were playing on the other side of the mountain.

"coming……"

Qi Luo and Bu Hui ran over holding hands.

Liusu was cooking in the small hut, and the two of them happily helped out.

Choose vegetables for a while, cut vegetables for a while, and help Tassel wipe sweat for a while.

The three of them talked and laughed from time to time, and the laughter flew far, far away.

In the past few days, their two siblings, their parents, and their parents have spent time in this long valley. A crystal clear river flows through the valley. The blue sky and green hills, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers make it feel like a paradise.

They are a family of four, carefree every day, eating at the same table, sleeping in the same bed, listening to tassels tell novel stories, and Zhu Yaohuang telling stories about his childhood.

Emperor Zhuyao looked at them with a smile. For a moment, he seemed to see that both of them had grown up, one was ninety-five years old, ruled the world, and the other was happily married. Tears welled up in his eyes .

"Mother, what is this place? Why did you and Father bring me and my sister here?"

Xiao Buhui asked while touching his dark face while lighting a fire, Xiao Qiluo also raised a puzzled face——

"This is the place where father and mother met."

It is also where the whole story begins.

Emperor Zhu Yao came in and said.

Liusu turned her head, and the eyes of the two met, hot, lingering, reluctant...

Obviously heartbroken, but still smiling.

"Meet here? There must be a wonderful story?"

Little Qiluo's eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Want to hear it?" Emperor Zhu Yao paused, touched the heads of the two children, and asked.

"I want to hear it!!" They nodded vigorously, for fear of missing something.

"Father will tell you." Emperor Zhuyao glanced at Liusu and said with a smile.

"it is good!"

In the evening of this day, the sun was setting and outside the small hut, between heaven and earth, Liusu was cooking in the small hut, with the smoke curling up and the aroma of the food wafting.

Emperor Zhuyao lay on the bamboo reclining chair made by Xiao Qiluo and Xiao Buhui, with his eyes closed, telling the past one by one.

"The story goes like this. Father was fighting with your fourth and thirteenth uncles, but was ambushed and seriously injured..."

His voice is so clear and peaceful, as if a spring of water is rushing through the tip of a person's heart.

There is more than one protagonist in the story, and now, they have left, in the vast sea of ​​people, just separated from each other, no where to go, in every corner, either sad or happy.

Qi Luo and Xiao Buhui rested their chins and listened to him. In his stories, there are beauties, country, brothers, love and righteousness, love and hatred, laughter and tears...

Soul-stirring, thousands of turns...

Liusu stood in the house, already crying like rain.

"No regrets, Qi Luo, do you want to see Father marry your mother?"

Yes, he and his tassel hadn't really been married, there was only a ghost marriage, and she hadn't seen him marrying her yet.

"Okay, okay, we want to see the emperor marry the queen!"

The two children clapped their hands excitedly.

"How are you?" he asked the woman who came out with the dishes.

"..." She nodded.

"However, there are no thousands of troops, nor are there any luxurious wedding dresses," he said.

She came over, bent down and hugged his head from behind, and said, "It's enough to have you and the two of them."

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Zhu Yaohuang is going to marry Qin Liusu.

He is not the emperor, she is not the queen, they are just chasing Emperor Yao and Qin Liusu.

They don't want thousands of troops, they don't want to be magnificent, they don't want glory and wealth, they just want each other.

……

Zhu Yaohuang was dressed in a red wedding dress, and his face was even paler due to the contrast, but he was in good spirits, and even his brows and eyes were full of happiness.

Liusu and Qiluo were nervously and busy preparing in another hut.

Of course, the busiest person here is Xiao Buhui, he is like a happy bird, he and Qi Luo went to pick a lot of flowers early in the morning, and arranged the small hut beautifully.

Now I am shuttling back and forth between the rooms on both sides, sweating profusely from work.

"Sister, sister... are you alright?"

"It's almost ready, I'm helping my mother put on the hijab." Qi Luo's voice came from inside the room.

"Father, do you love my mother?"

"Love."

"Father, do you eat oranges?"

"Don't eat."

"Father, do you drink water?"

"Don't drink."

"Father, are you nervous?" He tilted his head again and asked curiously.

"Nervous, look..." Emperor Zhu Yao spread out his hands. He has a pair of beautiful hands with slender fingers, well-defined joints, and clean...

"Ah, father, your palms are sweating." Xiao Buhui touched Emperor Zhuyao's hand and said.

"Mother, sister... Father is so nervous, he's sweating..."

Little Happy ran to Liusu again.

"Mother, look, you are so beautiful." Xiaoqiluo brought a bronze mirror to take a picture of Liusu.

Liusu opened his eyes and looked into the bronze mirror——

She was wearing a red wedding dress, with white cherry blossoms embroidered on the skirt, and her slender waist that could not be grasped was bound by a white brocade belt.She tied her jet-black hair into a wishful bun, and inserted only a cherry blossom hairpin. This was the hairpin she lost in the maple leaf forest that day, picked up by Emperor Yao, and carried with her for many years.