Peach Blossom Makeup

Chapter 263

As a real dragon with the Ninth Five-Year Honor, Qin Shou never felt that the world was not centered on him.

That is, the prosperity of the entire Great Yin depends on him.

However, his great-grandmother told him——

"You bear the fate of the real dragon, but you are the destined co-lord of the world. Everything in this world has its own rules. If you talk about the center, it is really not you."

He sneered and disdainful, he can rebel and become an emperor, and he is responsible for the rise and fall of a country, how could he not be the center of all things?

The great-grandmother's eyes were pitiful and loving at that time, but the words that came out of her mouth pierced his heart like a knife.

"If you want to compare this place to a folk tale, you are just a foil for the emperor in it. The real protagonist of the story is someone else."

"Who is it?" He asked this way, he had made up his mind to pay attention, and he had to kill the other party after he found out.

The great-grandmother sighed, the sympathy and compassion in her eyes made him very uncomfortable.

He is an emperor of a country, so he doesn't need sympathy.

"Speaking of which, you also know each other," my great-grandmother hunched her back, "Your wife, and guards with her."

"Nonsense!" He flew into a rage and retorted without thinking.

At that time, he sat on the dragon chair for the first time, and the world was unstable, and the people of insight in the whole Great Yin scolded him as a traitor and traitor!

He never minds what others say about him, just talk, if he really has the ability, he will fight with open flames, and the winner will be obvious.

"Even if you win the world, but you don't get what you want, the foil is doomed to lose to the protagonist, it's destiny, it's destiny!"

"Impossible!" He glared at his great-grandmother, even though he felt faintly that most of this was true, he refused to believe it, "My fate is up to me, I am the master of the world, the biggest winner, and I will never lose to anyone!"

At that time, my great-grandmother looked extremely sad, which was a kind of desolation after years of precipitation and helplessness to the established fate.

She said, "If you don't believe me, just wait and see, no matter how much you lock those two people up, they will come out to be together sooner or later. When you become your emperor, they will be at ease, life and death have nothing to do with you."

"No," he insisted, "Concubine Luo is the first wife I'm married to, and she's been on the Qin family tree. She was born as my own, and after she dies, she can only be my ghost."

Even though his wife had already eloped with his bodyguard once, and the two lived in seclusion in the countryside, if he hadn't caught her back, she might still be alive soon, and she wouldn't think of him.

The great-grandmother shook her head and sighed uncontrollably, "It can't be stopped, it can't be stopped, she is destined to be with the guards, not to be your queen."

He laughed softly as if listening to a joke, the laughter was deafening, and it caused endless sorrow to spread from people's hearts.

"If she is obsessed with her obsession, I would rather let her die than get it done. Why should they be happy and happy, but let me live like this!"

If it was really destined, then he would have to go against the sky and fall into the endless hell, and he would also drag Concubine Luo along with him and never give her any hope!

Later, he only remembered that his great-grandmother said, "If you think about it well, I can help you this time, but you have to promise to give shelter to a small area of ​​Nanman."

Then he sat alone on the cold and wide golden dragon chair in the Golden Luan Hall. The empty hall, the howling wind, the mottled shadows, was as quiet as death.

He was slowly thinking about how he and Concubine Luo came to such an irreversible situation today.

Ten years ago, she traveled thousands of miles from the capital to Rongzhou in a red wedding gown with the pride of a princess and the shyness of a daughter.

She is noble and arrogant, colorful and indulgent, and willful and coquettish, like a pearl with dazzling light, people want to have it, but they are afraid that they can't hide her brilliance, so they can't keep it from being taken away easily.

Although it was the expected result, he still felt resentful towards this marriage.

Even if he deliberately sought it out, it was also to please her on purpose.

But in any case, surrendering to the situation like this is an insult to him!

In addition, he also loathes her, even her enthusiastic Muai makes him feel like sticky paste, which is just annoying.

When she doesn't like someone, even her breathing is wrong.

But later, when did he put this Jiaojiao princess in his heart?

He felt that the Golden Dragon Chair was so cold that even the solitude was barren. When did he put people in his heart?

Probably after the incident in Langcheng, he was poisoned by the epidemic and escaped death. Maybe he looked down on him when he was dying. Of course, he may have returned to Rongzhou and saw Concubine Luo's face that was still quite concerned. .

So he said to himself, since marriage is a foregone conclusion, if you can live a happy life, why bother to live as a resentful couple.

Sometimes, good and bad are really just a thought.

Since the scenes of those few years have become the most beautiful memory in his life, he is so beautiful that he is reluctant to take it out to recall it from time to time, for fear that it will fade like an ink painting and lose its beauty.

Many years later, when he suddenly looked back, he suddenly realized that at that time, he put her into his heart with his own hands, and treated each other like a guest so that he could not live long.

Who is to blame?
But the world is like this, when he threw his heart on her, she suddenly withdrew, saying that she was not happy, she was really unhappy.

Sometimes he would think that he, Qin Shou, had seen thousands of human natures, but he hadn't seen through her alone.

How can you be so heartless?Xinyue Muai, a happy couple, is it a matter of one sentence?

Or is it that the couples in this world are always so close to each other?
If the two sides reconcile and separate, he can accept it, after all, love between men and women cannot be forced.

However, how could she abandon him and choose a lowly status guard?A candidate who is talented in appearance and ability, and has nothing to compare with him. Her concubine Luo is blind!

He could accept that she no longer liked him, but he couldn't accept that she didn't choose him!
This is the pride in Qin Shou's heart.

But when he saw with his own eyes, the intimacy between her and the guards, and her relaxed and freehand smile when facing others, he suddenly understood——

From the beginning to the end, even when he and her were most in love, she was impure and reserved to him.

It turned out that he was the God of War who fell into the fragrance of tenderness.

He set up a hero's tomb for himself, and never got out of it.

He conquered the world, defeated countless enemies, stepped on Wan Guru to ascend to the highest position, and he could also make her a noble princess in her previous life, and continue to respect her in the rest of her life.

Such a delicate princess, without such a dazzling identity and status, how can she survive.

He thought that he had fulfilled his ambition for many years, and he could also give her the best golden cage.

However, she still didn't choose him, but hated him instead.

Every time she looks at him, it always reminds him of the first meeting over the years and the beauty of the honey in the past.

They are really having a good time, how can she hate him like this, or is she just heartless?Don't remember those good times?
From dark to dawn, from dusk to dawn.

He rested peacefully on the golden dragon chair, and when the courtiers filed in and asked about everything, he remained silent. At that moment, he seemed to split into two people, one was calmly handling political affairs, and the other was still thinking about his relationship with Concubine Luo. related matter.

After the court, he invited his great-grandmother, who was in the majestic golden palace, no one knew what he had said to his great-grandmother.

It was only the second day that he went to see Concubine Luo.

He said to her word by word, "I am your queen."

She spat at him and replied with a sneer, "It's not rare!"

At that moment, he suddenly remembered that many years ago, he heard someone say such a sentence, "Mimi is spoiled and spoiled. For a while, she liked peach blossom rouge, but she also thought that lotus rouge was good. In the end, she couldn't choose. She combined the two kinds of rouge." Throw it away and use other gouache instead, she has such a temper..."

He suddenly asked her, "Mimi, do you like peach blossom rouge or lotus..."

He had already lived in the devil in his heart, and when he knew that she was destined not to choose him, the devil in his heart opened his teeth and claws, and finally reached the point where he could not control himself.

He picked up the sword, and in her unbelievable eyes, he easily stabbed into her body like he had killed many times on the battlefield.

He could even feel the warm to scalding blood spreading down from her chest like a flower, soaking through her clothes, slowly and slowly, and finally meandering to his fingertips, turning into an incomparably gorgeous color.

"If you don't choose me, then everything will start all over again..."

Seeing her fall at his feet with his own eyes, the color of blood is like the most beautiful painting, slowly blooming from under her body, just like she is as beautiful as a flaming crabapple.

His great-grandmother said to him, "Going back in time, coming back from the dead, an act against the heavens, you should sacrifice the blood of 10 people, and the rare treasures will suppress the gods, and you will be hired by a real dragon, and you will be lucky enough to steal it." A ray of hope!"

He prepared for a full 30 years before he could gather all the conditions.

He has had enough of being an emperor, the dragon chair is cold, the palace is lonely, and there is no one who wants to be with him, even if he wins the world, that's all.

On that last day, he stood among the corpses and blood of hundreds of thousands of prisoners, looking down at the princess who had never aged in the ice coffin, as if the first encounter yesterday was right in front of him.

Suddenly the sky was twilight, and the wind blew up. He was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, but his majesty was twilight. He recalled many past events, and he had nothing to do with the descendants of the Great Yin who did not leave half of their blood. .

The only thing he heard was what his great-grandmother told him before she died——

"After looking back, if the princess still doesn't choose you, she will definitely live a short life halfway, suffer all the capital punishments in the world, and end up being an animal for life, not a human being..."

(End of this chapter)