The phoenix of the daughter's rebirth is all over the world

Chapter 451
In the early morning, it was Shangguan Man's careful knock on the door that woke Fu Yunshu from his dream.

Fu Yunshu knew that Xiao Que was always alert when sleeping, and a little sound was enough to wake him up.One is his deep internal strength, and the other is that he grew up in an uneasy environment.

But now she woke up before him.

Even though the domineering toxicity of Floating Life and Dream did not appear on the surface, Xiao Que's internal energy was consumed little by little, and the torment of the toxicity had already made him lose his previous vigilance.

After hearing about it later, the toxicity of Floating Life and Dream became more and more overbearing, and the tormented people became more and more painful, destroying people's five senses, until they became a useless person and died of exhaustion.If it was destined to be a dead end, how could he choose such a way of death if he was as arrogant as Xiao Que.

But obviously being tortured by poison is so painful, she is still dealing with the affairs of the court for her, is still planning to improve the laws and regulations, and is using the last time to do the last thing she can do for her.

Thinking of this, Fu Yunshu's heart throbbed again.

The first time she saw him was when she was 14 years old. Such a person appeared in her life, and from then on, the black and white life gave birth to strange colors.

In five years, time seems to have treated him extra favorably, and his appearance hasn't changed much from back then.

She carefully depicted his appearance with her hands, stroke by stroke, as if it had been deeply engraved into her heart from this life to the next.

Xiao Que had already woken up when Shangguan Man knocked on the door. Even though his internal strength had weakened now, he still had instinctive vigilance, but he was a little lazy and didn't want to open his eyes.

He could withdraw from the beginning when the Huang State army entered the city, but he still chose to stay; he could leave Beijing secretly when Emperor Zhao's secret decree was announced to the world, but he was still worried about it; he could send her away last night Push it away, but still can't lie to myself.

On the one hand, he allowed himself to distance himself from her, but on the other hand, he felt reluctant.

After all, he is still greedy, greedy for the beauty of getting along with her, greedy for the tenderness of the last moment of life.

It's good to indulge yourself like this once... He can't give her a stable time in his life, but he can at least give him twelve days of the best memories.

In a few days, there will be no such person as Xiao Que in the world, and there will be no Xiao Que in her memory. Indulge her once more, and indulge herself once more.

After thinking about this, the knot in my heart was also untied.

When he opened his eyes, Xiao Que saw that Fu Yunshu had tied the two entangled hairs into a sympathetic knot.A night of lingering, the two people's hair is entangled, it is already hard to tell whose it is, three thousand hairs, there is me in you, and you in me, there are countless lingering.

Seeing that he woke up, Fu Yunshu was not ashamed, but returned him a smile, put the concentric knot together, leaned on his chest and listened to his heartbeat, with lingering affection in his eyes, slowly: "Tie hair as a couple, love each other There is no doubt about the two. In life, we will come back, and in death, we will love each other..."

Xiao Que caressed her cheek lovingly, sighed a long time, and said, "I'd rather you forget about me than miss me."

Fu Yunshu didn't speak, the stubbornness in her eyes had already explained her decision.She fetched the dagger placed in front of the bed, took off the concentric black hairs, and put them in a box for collection.

If some things are destined not to be kept, then it is better to leave more good memories. For the rest of my life, in the long time, that little bit of warm memory is enough to make up for the cold and long years and the lonely deep palace.

Those twelve days are enough to comfort a lifetime.

Deep in Xiao Que's eyes was a fragility and pain that no one could understand, holding his knotted hair in one hand, and the Wangyou given to him by Ruochenzi in the other.

Wangyou Wangyou, when she ascends the throne, he will personally mix the medicine of forgetting him into the wine, and she will completely forget him.

How cruel God was to him.

The day of ascension to the throne is getting closer and closer, Jun Zelan and Mr. Han Shan dare not make a private decision on the title of the country, so they come to ask Fu Yunshu for instructions.

Without even thinking about it, Fu Yunshu swiped a pen on the snow-white rice paper and wrote two words, which seemed to have been decided long ago.

Seeing these two words, Mr. Han Shan was startled, "Your Majesty..."

The word "Xihuang" is vividly displayed on the white rice paper.

"The old minister knows that now that the country is initially settled, people's hearts in various places are not stable. If His Majesty takes the name of the former dynasty as one of them, it's okay, but if you put 'Xi' in the front, it will be suspected of oppressing the Huang Kingdom. Then there is the North The remnants of the Xuan Clan are still unwilling to give up and are looking for the whereabouts of Young Master Yuyan, if His Majesty changes the name of the country to Xihuang, it will inevitably discredit the country of Huang..." Mr. Han Shan persuaded earnestly.

Fu Yunshu said in an unhurried voice: "Now that the war has subsided, Mr. Yuyan has contributed a lot. Not to mention that the title of the dynasty was placed first, even if it is an equal share of the world with me. The name of the country is Xihuang. It's not because of the royal family of the Xi Kingdom, but because of the son alone."

"My emperor is holy..." Such a high-sounding reason is enough to silence everyone in the world, but she holds the real reason tightly in her hands.

In one more day, the people from the Ministry of Rites brought her the royal robes for enthronement for her to try.

When the brocade box was opened, it was not the yellow color that was revered by the royal family of the Xi Kingdom in the past, nor was it the scarlet color revered by the Huang Kingdom.

Dyeing the blue color of the sky and water in the south of the Yangtze River, light and ethereal, it seems like the most beautiful dream of a girlhood.Stitch by thread, it is embroidered with patterns of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, embroidered with silver-white silk threads to embroider complicated patterns, making this royal robe more solemn and majestic.

In which year, the cardamom year, the color of the sky and water amazed the world.

Fu Yunshu looked at the dragon robe in front of him in astonishment. It was Xiao Que who picked up the dragon robe on the table and said, "Try it."

Fu Yunshu took the dragon robe and went behind the screen to interview the clothes. Even though they were already intimate, they still couldn't let go.

When Fu Yunshu came out from behind the screen, Xiao Que's fingers behind him turned slightly white, and he stared at her deeply. The sun came in from the green screen window outside and shone on her body. meandering dream...

"It's beautiful..." Seeing him staring at him, Fu Yunshu didn't know what to say. After a long time, he nodded and commented.

"As I imagined, green is more suitable for you..." Xiao Que murmured, Fu Yunshu couldn't see his expression clearly, but the light in the black eyes was still there.

The color of sky, water and blue, weaving patterns of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, Fu Yunshu said with some doubts: "I have never seen such a dragon robe."

"I ordered someone to do this." Xiao Que said lightly, as if he was talking about a very common thing.

Fu Yunshu looked at Xiao Que in astonishment, half sighed and said: "I never thought that you can do this."

"When I saw the portrait of you wearing the red phoenix robe, I thought red didn't suit you at all, so I drew the pattern with my own hands and made this brocade of mountains and rivers." He smoothed the brocade robe for Fu Yunshu as he spoke. The folds are carefully treated like rare treasures.

Shanhejin, mountains and rivers, is the last gift I give you.

Fu Yunshu looked at him silently, without saying anything.

Another day, tomorrow will be her birthday. When she ascended the throne, even though Xiao Que didn't say anything and Fu Yunshu didn't ask anything, she had already guessed it tacitly deep in her heart.

He would leave, on her birthday, on the day she ascended the throne.

When the Ministry of Rites delivered the clothes, she was taking a nap, her long hair was loosely scattered behind her back, making her look even more thin and frail, still like a child.The fragility revealed between the eyebrows makes people even more reluctant.

Using his ten fingers as a comb, he combed her long hair and coiled it up.

"On Wan Shenlang's lap, there is nothing pitiful. Yunshu, you look beautiful with your hair loose, but after that, you will be the ruler of the world, the emperor, and you should learn to be ruthless." He said in a soft voice.

From now on, he is an emperor, and he should no longer have the attitude of a little girl in a boudoir.

He fixed her long hair with one hand, and took off his own hairpin with the other, and his meticulously combed long hair also slipped down. Almost at that moment, Fu Yunshu stared at his profile, just like that I'm crazy.

It was as if a river of stars poured down, reflected in her eyes, speckled, from now on in life, there would be no room for other colors.

Standing there, her figure was reflected in the tall bronze mirror, misty and rainy south of the Yangtze River, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, her long hair was meticulously combed, less girly and naive, more cold and sharp.The thin lips were pursed lightly, and there was sadness and coolness between the brows.

"Xiao Que." She took a few steps back, looked up at him, and said word by word: "If you want to leave, I will let you go; if you want me to forget you, I will forget you. Let it be, let it be all the past, like a big dream. You know, I like you so much, no matter what decision you make, I will choose to fulfill it. "

Deep in her eyes was pain and fatigue.

Even if you get the world, what should be lost will still be lost, and what can't be kept will still be lost. He is a big dream that she exhausted all her strength to pursue when she was young.

After the big dream, I woke up in a barren state.

That night, Xiao Que uncontrollably hugged her into his arms, touching her to death, no one said anything.

At that moment, Xiao Que so hoped that the time could be longer, longer, far away into the night, it would be great if it would never end like this.

The sleepless night brought her appearance into my eyes deeply, the sky was twilight, and what the dawn brought was not the hope of life, but the ice-cold despair...

He got up half an hour earlier than her and left earlier.He stepped lightly, got up and dressed, he saw her in the curtain, she seemed to be in a deep sleep and motionless.In fact, he knew that she was awake.

When Fu Yunshu was called up by Shangguan Man, his side was already icy cold, and the pattern on the blue sky and water hanging beside the bed was so dazzling under the flickering candlelight and in the morning light of dawn.

Mountains and rivers, is this the last gift you gave me?

(End of this chapter)