Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 341
"You also want to be happy, and live happily ever after with Brother Huang."

Qiu Yishui held her hand instead, but a sense of sadness suddenly rose in her heart.

Murong Qixuan outside the screen had already drank the medicinal wine, and Yunxuan was blessed.But what about myself?Is it possible to be happy in this life?

Murong Qixuan drank the wine with his neck raised, put down the glass, and calmly waited for the arrival of death.

It's strange, why is he still sober sober, he doesn't feel like he can't control himself after being drunk?
Cang Mo laughed loudly, and called to the back of the screen, "Yunxuan, Yishui, you two come out."

Murong Qixuan looked at the screen in surprise.

Princess Yunxuan is hiding behind the screen?He's drunk poisoned wine, why are they still refusing to let him go?
A woman turned out from behind the screen, bright and lovely, isn't she Qianmei's older sister?Why is she here?
She was wearing a palace attire with a high bun on her head.She glanced at him with a smile and walked towards the emperor.The emperor immediately held her hand and looked at her affectionately.

Could it be that she is actually the emperor's favorite concubine?

So who is Qianmei?

At that moment, Murong Qixuan's heart felt as if it was overwhelmed, ecstasy and despair intertwined and collided continuously.All kinds of weird ideas came one after another.

Qianmei's elder sister lobbied the emperor to betroth Princess Yunxuan to him in order to prevent herself from pestering Qianmei and obstructing her marriage?
There is also a possibility that Qianmei is playing outside the palace with her, could it be that Qianmei is Princess Yunxuan at all?
All thoughts are mixed, and the mind becomes empty instead.

Behind the screen, another woman appeared, wearing the same palace attire, but the hairstyle of an unmarried woman was not in a high bun.

"Sister Qian." Murong Qixuan called in a low voice.

I really want to rush forward, I really want to hold her tightly in the palm of my hand and never let go.

But the feet seemed to have taken root on the ground, and they couldn't move an inch.

Yun Xuan was also filled with sadness and joy, and looked at Murong Qixuan with tears in her eyes.

There is only a few feet between them, but it seems that they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and they can't cross them. They can't believe that happiness is at hand.

(End of this chapter)