Through thousands of years, life after life, just for you

Chapter 16

Night, Luoyang City.

April is the splendid season of peonies.

There was a drizzle of rain in the dark sky.

Among the thousands of flowers, a red peony is fragrant and brilliant, which is very conspicuous.There are a few touches of dew on the petals, which complement the flowers next to it, like a beautiful dream.

A man in white clothes stood alone under the willow tree beside the flowers, with black hair fluttering, handsome black eyes staring at the flowers sadly, and played a sad piece of music with a desolate expression.

The sound of the flute is as cold as a clear spring, gurgling and gurgling, full of resentment and lamentation of women and idiots, like weeping like complaints, sad like ice water, so cold that it makes people cry.

Good days, beautiful scenery, and good flowers seem to be at odds with this melancholy tune.

In a blink of an eye, a few more drops of dew appeared on the petals of the red peony, faintly exuding a sense of sadness.

The sound of the flute stopped, and the man in white walked towards the flowers, his back was very lonely.

When he saw the enchanting peony blooming, he bent down and watched it carefully.

The peony spit out red brocade-like petals flamboyantly, like a red face like blood, like a poignant red flame of hell that makes people frightened, as if telling its endless bloody hatred!
At that time, a gust of cool wind blew, and the delicate flowers trembled with the wind, crumbling, and there was an elegant fragrance, which aroused pity.

Unconsciously, he stretched out a white hand to gently hold its delicate petals.

He wanted to plant it home and keep it for himself.

Suddenly, his hand retracted like an electric shock.

Ah, it's blood.He looked at the blood on his fingertips, and there were endless emptiness in his eyes.

This peony actually bleeds.

In an instant, the blood and dew mixed with the flowers and branches were stained with thick scarlet.Strange, how could there be such a wonderful flower in the world!

No, how could this drop of dew be lingering in the wind and insoluble in raindrops.He looked in amazement at the drop of dew that had just poured from the peony petals into his skirt, and there was a surprise in his eyes that no one could understand.

Are those tears of true affection?

right!Only the tears that are shed with true feelings will be lingering in the wind and insoluble in raindrops.Such a spiritual flower.He secretly praised.

Peony also weeps.

for whom?who?

Such a beautiful flower, but also has endless melancholy and sorrow!He regretted it.

He stared at Peony affectionately, feeling some pain in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Zi Yan." He quietly shed a tear.

The red peony trembled a few times without wind.

He smiled helplessly, his face pale and scary...

Past:

It was night, and the drizzle stopped.

The residual red after the rain is brewing in the slightly humid air, accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo in the sky, it seems more and more popular.

Inside the splendid hall.

The carved pillars decorated with silver foil dragons and phoenixes, the ceiling decorated with gold bricks are inlaid with radiant pearls and emeralds, which are dazzling, and the flower stands made of white jade are filled with exquisite and different agates. A slight yellow halo faintly emanates from the lotus lanterns in the sky, which is erratic.

The shy dancers in colorful veils danced around like light butterflies.

A gust of breeze came, lifted the light tulle dresses of the dancers, and the graceful figures were faintly visible.

Ruhua Meijuan lay drunk in the arms of the man in the main hall, the man smiled, and there was an evil spirit in his deep and narrow eyes.

"Long live the emperor..." After the song, the dance ends.The dancers stood in a row and saluted the man standing above the hall one after another.

"Let's all back down." The man waved his hand, motioning for them to leave.

"Wait a minute! This servant has a treasure, which is the ultimate treasure in the world, and I would like to offer it to the emperor." After saying that, a beautiful woman in red clothes walked out from among the dancers.

The man in the hall looked at the woman in red, with unconcealable surprise in his eyes, how could there be such a beautiful woman in the world?In just a moment, he put away all his surprise.

"Present it!" The man said leisurely, although his tone was gentle, but he did not lose his courage.

The woman in red moved her lotus steps lightly and walked towards the hall.

When the opportunity came, the woman in red calmly took out a dagger from her skirt.

Immediately, killing intent filled the air, and cold light shone everywhere.

The sharp blade pointed at the man's neck.

"Your Majesty!" The guards in the palace were terrified and wanted to draw their swords to protect him.

The man waved his guard to signal them to retreat, and said without any fear, "Tell me, what do you want?"

"Lingran, as the king of a country, you ignore political affairs, play songs every day, and seek pleasure every night. It's so absurd." The red-clothed woman shook her head slightly, angry from her heart, and her words were full of endless grievances, " Two years of severe drought in Luoyang City, no crops in the fields, people displaced and fleeing famine everywhere, but you didn’t care about it, and even refused to allocate funds for disaster relief, what use is there for you?”

"If you are willing to stay with me in the palace, then I will be a wise king as you wish, okay?" The man raised his eyebrows lightly; although his words were teasing, they were surprisingly serious.

The woman in red hesitated for a while, then retracted her dagger, and lowered her eyes helplessly.

"What's your name?" The man asked in a low voice.

"Purple smoke."

The man nodded triumphantly, and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you afraid that I will go back on my word if you trust me so much?"

"You are not joking, are you?" the woman in red replied confidently.

"how about you?"

"Me?" The woman in red was stunned for a moment, speechless.

(End of this chapter)