Changing the beauty of the demon concubine

Chapter 129

An empty porcelain bottle is held in one hand, and a spinner is held in the other.I started to have long dreams.

It seems like a dream, like sleeping and waking up.

On a windy and sandy day, I stood on the high city wall, and Mo Yan stared at the bank of the moat, and took me back to the palace.I no longer cry, my eyes are dry.

I would grit my teeth and ask him, "Emperor Nanze, you are a wise king supported by thousands of people, why did you come to take me back to the palace again?" Just like his determination that day.

"Zhen, I can live again for you." He looked up at his head, his silver-white armor was stained with blood, and the headwind lifted his black hair, covering his peerless face.

Letting go of his arrogance, he begged for the first time.

The dry eyes gradually become moist, this must be a dream, the dream I have been longing for.He would never do this to me...

I opened my eyes in a trance, the Feng Xiao Mi Man just now was indeed a dream...

On an empty and cool night, I looked out like a dark curtain, who is that person with silver threads like waterfalls?He sat on the edge of the bed with his back to me and murmured, "The years are gone, I have failed you again and again in this life, Qinger, will you be willing to meet me again in the next life..."

Where did the next life come from...

The eyes are still dry, there are no tears to shed, but the heart is broken into thousands.

There is no more concubine and no afterlife, I only wish to be able to turn into a lotus in the pond, relying on each other every day, cuddling each other every night, loving and pitying myself, hoping that you will pass by in the future and sigh for me...

This way... how about it...

Why, why?Why can't I speak back to him, why can't I raise my hand to touch him, why can I just watch the white-haired Mo Yan whispering to me like this...

What is he talking about...so light...so vague...

Struggling with all my strength, trying to break free from this invisible shackles...

I was shocked again, and suddenly realized that this was another dream, obviously I was still full of black hair, how could he age?
I opened my eyes for the third time, only to find that the tea pillow under my head was already half wet. It turned out that my eyes were dry because I cried too much. I didn’t cry or cry, but tears fell like rain. I turned my head and looked at my sleeping side. Xuan'er, she was still frowning, I gave a bitter smile...

The pain gradually took over my body without warning, starting from the heart.

Memories, fragmented... Scene after scene flashed through my mind intermittently.I am not willing to die.I will never see him again, bright brown eyes, butterfly-like eyelashes, jet-black hair... I reached out to hold his slender hand, but it directly penetrated his body, it turned out to be air...

Mo Yan, it would be great if I had an afterlife...

Next time, I won't lie to you again...

You won't doubt me anymore...

right……

However, in response to my pain, it still hurts, my body seems to be being eaten by thousands of bugs, bite by bite...

The last look was Xuan'er's cry on the verge of collapse, "Don't die..."

The beautiful woman who once overwhelmed the country and the city will lie quietly in the arms of the emperor...

She stretched out her hand weakly, wanting to touch his astonished face...

But before she touched his beautiful eyebrows, she dropped her hand...

He only heard her whispering...

she says……

May I leave you a dream?

one with my dreams,
If only you could remember...

Have you ever had such a dream, the white and beautiful woman in the dream smiled at you, without saying a word... You don't know the source of the dream, you don't know where the dream is going... You just feel that you are floating, and you are suddenly separated...

Whose dream is this?

(End of this chapter)