The heroine of fast wear, she's a little sick

Chapter 137

Hua Zhipei slowly closed his eyes, his clothes were not too messy, but she was rather embarrassed, she just covered the outer layer, and the inner one had completely turned into rags all over the floor.

He clenched his palms tighter and tighter, trying to restrain himself from hurting her violently again.

She had already gently left her arms, and then she knelt gently on the ground in his direction, with a slender figure, long black hair that was as smooth as silk hanging down, and only wearing a white quilt, but It's breathtakingly beautiful.

She lowered her eyes, and her slender eyelashes fell down, hiding the expression in her eyes.

Looking at her appearance, Hua Zhipei couldn't help but think of the scene before she entered the palace, and her heart ached again.

is it wrong?
Is he wrong?He shouldn't force her to let her be with him in that situation, will everything happen?
But if he didn't force her back then, wouldn't even the hatred and resentment now disappear, and they could only become strangers?
Hua Zhipei curled up his lips sarcastically, feeling crazily in his heart that if he really would become a stranger, then the current situation is actually not bad.

"——Ding Dong, the message reminds, the strategy character (Heaven's Proud Son): Huazhi Pei, the favorability has reached full value."

He sent someone to bring Qianyi back to Qiwu Palace, where he will never leave.

You Xia Qianyi will never even try to escape from the widow in this life!Don't even think about dying!

That's it... Let's entangle each other and hate each other for a lifetime.

Don't try to escape even if you are dead or crazy.

She had trapped him long ago, and his heart had long since belonged to him, and had been tortured to the point of rot by her.

Then for the rest of his life, it would be him who trapped her, tortured her, wanted them to go crazy together, fall together, and even go to hell together.

In this life, no one can escape from anyone...

……

The news quickly spread to Yun Zhiyue, and it was already unclear who belonged to who in the entire palace.

Perhaps it can be said that the two people in the highest positions no longer care about these things...

The country... is in total chaos...

Yun Zhiyue actually took out the late emperor's tiger talisman and mobilized 30 black iron troops to attack the imperial city!
God knows why the tiger talisman of the first emperor should belong to the Hua clan. After Hua Zhipei ascended the throne, he couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked, but it turned out to be in Yunzhiyue.

So deep in my thoughts, I can't tell when he started to deploy.

What's even more frightening is that Yun Zhiyue's calm and relaxed feeling, as if the Tiger Talisman is not his final trump card!

Huazhi Pei didn't give in too much, and mobilized 50 Zijia troops to fight against him.

There was a stalemate between the river in front of the imperial city, which was comparable.Countless people died every day, corpses littered the fields, starvation filled the ground, blood gradually stained the entire river...

That day, at the foot of the city, Yun Zhiyue rode on a red rabbit horse, dressed in white and plain robes, her whole body was hazy with mist, and she was still independent like a god.

But no one dared to sing praises anymore, saying that there are no desires and no desires.

Both he and Hua Zhipei went crazy, and the people in the world were also driven crazy by the two of them.

They are in a stalemate like this, to see who will consume the other first!
Yun Zhiyue looked at the people on the tower lightly, but there was a slight chill in her eyes, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, making it hard to see what he was doing, but she could vaguely feel that the blackness under the haze was getting stronger. thicker and thicker.

"Huazhi Pei, give me back my woman."

On the city tower, Hua Zhipei curled his lips strangely, his breath was like ice for thousands of miles, "This is the imperial city, and inside is the harem, and there is only the empress living there, she is a widow's woman, Mr. Yun is probably joking."

Immediately, Yun Zhiyue's body became colder, he was about to go crazy, he hadn't seen her for almost half a month, he didn't know how she was...

He Hua Zhipei had better pray that Qianyi is okay!Otherwise, he will drag everyone in the world to be buried with her!
……

In Wu Palace, Xiu'er and Qiu'er carefully waited on the person who was lying on the table and quietly lowering his eyes, writing with a brush.

The empress has been wearing a simple plain white dress for the past few days, with soft long hair, as if she has returned to the past, when she was still in the prime minister's mansion...

But this is just Xiu'er's feeling.

Qianyi's real thought is to cherish the memory of the countless people who died every day outside... and more people will die in the future.

Didn't you see that she no longer reads Buddhist scriptures and wears plain clothes now...

It's time to put on...

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is not coming today." The maid outside reported.

The corners of her lips hooked slightly imperceptibly, then she put down the pen, and slowly walked to the window sill, where the sunlight came in, softening her already gentle eyebrows and eyes even more.

Of course it won't come again...

Yun Zhiyue is already on his way to the south, he can't take care of himself...

What was the use of him trapping himself here?
"Your Majesty..." Qiu'er looked at the slender figure in the sun, and couldn't help but feel aroused in her heart, "Perhaps the Emperor is too busy..."

Naturally too busy.People living in Wu Palace were kept from knowing about the outside affairs, but it didn't mean she didn't know either.

In fact, she has not contacted people from the previous dynasty for a long time, because the goal has been achieved, and there is no need for it.

Immediately, the smile on her lips became softer, "What is the difference between this Qiwu Palace and the Leng Palace in the future..." She was dressed in white, so beautiful that it was shockingly beautiful, and it was so distressing.

Xiu'er's eyes are full of worry, her miss... Where is the carefree, crying and laughing lady...

People who secretly scold Hua in their hearts are nothing!His beauty is not a thing!
How could her lady be wrong, if she was wrong, it would be those men!Obviously it was for my own selfish desires, whatever rights and desires, but in the end she used Miss as an excuse to whitewash peace!
The young lady has to take care of all the troubles. Since ancient times, beauty has been a disaster, but they have become a bunch of poor people who are infatuated with love and madness!

Qiu'er just went to take care of the things in the palace, so it is inevitable that some palace people are slack, she wants to mention something, the empress is only grounded, not abolished!
Later, Xiu'er was dismissed by Qian Yi, complaining that the food was not to her liking.

Xiu'er carefully discerned her expression, and after confirming that her expression was the same, she went on Shi Shiran.

Not long after she left, Qian Yi suddenly picked up a cup of tea, smiled and poured something into it, and the silver-red butterflies fluttered up beside her.

"Thank you~" Qianyi said to it with a smile.

The silver-red wings in the air seemed to tremble slightly, it knew...she didn't want to stay here, and it would be better to set her free than to torture her here...

Here, they really wasted too much time...

Behind every tragedy, who is innocent?
After acting for so long, she is also a little tired, and the rest is up to Yun Zhiyue.

Qianyi looked at the calm tea noodles with a calm expression, took the golden teacup in his hand, then held it up high, and drank it down in one gulp.

In fact, life is like a drama, and drama is like life. Everyone is an actor in life.There is an appearance, and naturally there is an end.

Just watching, in that wonderful scene, are you acting in your true colors?

The golden teacup fell to the ground, and the beauty had closed her eyes forever.

The silver-red spirit butterfly flew to her shoulder, the light of its wings gradually dimmed, and then hung down, as if it had lost its life.

She was smiling all the time, her pale white hands were hanging down weakly, her slender body, her upper body slowly fell onto the desk, her soft facial features, her tranquility and beauty were unbelievably beautiful, and her long black hair fluttered slightly in the wind...

If it weren't for the soft lips that slowly overflowed blood, drops fell to the ground.

She was so quiet, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, as if she was asleep...

　Two more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)