Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 698 Husband, I'm Coming to See You!
The red lacquer gate of the princess mansion had faded, Zhao Yanqiu walked in with difficulty, stumbling, Fu Yuejun wanted to help her, but she threw her hand away, and was so stubborn that she walked away.

The mansion has not been cleaned for a long time, and it is desolate and desolate. The acacia trees in the backyard are already bare, and the snow is piled up on the branches. The wind blows and the snowflakes fall down.

"Every year is happy, happy every year..." Zhao Yanqiu looked at the acacia trees, tears fell down like beads, and wept and murmured: "How naive we were at that time!"

I always thought that I could grow old forever, but I couldn't escape my fate after all.

These Albizia julibrissin flowers were gifted by Huang Ama, I hope they and their husbands and wives will be happy every year, and they will be happy every year.

Later, he dragged her through the secluded path under the acacia tree countless times, and that little prince, who was flamboyant and arrogant, made this life-and-death oath.

The Albizia julibrissin blooms every year, but they can no longer have the albizia julibrissin every year.

In the snowflakes, all that was left of the prosperous Princess Mansion was desolation, and it became a state of ruin. Only one bone of the handsome, noble and unparalleled son was left to be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

Zhao Yanqiu stood straight in the wind, with two lines of tears on his face, almost frozen.

Five years, she came back here for the first time.

Time is the thin wind at the tip, growing wildly, and nothing can be retained.

Through the broken door, she vaguely saw the dressing table in the warm pavilion, and the memory suddenly flooded in. His favorite back then was to pull her to sit in front of the dressing table and paint her eyebrows.

Later, he became seriously ill and always said guiltily that he could no longer paint her eyebrows.

Later...

They didn't come later.

Zhao Yanqiu walked around the flower arch and continued to walk in. There was a bluestone tombstone in front of her. She walked over it with a buoyant footstep, stood in front of the tombstone, and then slowly bent down.

Fingers stroked all the way down from the tombstone, wiping off the snow on it.

Touching the name engraved on the tombstone over and over again, Zhao Yanqiu felt a sharp pain in her chest as she looked at the name, as if a hole had been opened, and the cold wind howled in, causing her to be so painful that she couldn't straighten up.

She could only sit cross-legged in front of the tombstone, watching the swirling snowflakes fall on it, she kept reaching out to brush it away, as if she was obsessed with it, not to see that there was any dust in the world that stained his stone tablet.

He is the most beautiful person in the world, and he should be unparalleled and honorable.

Fu Yuejun stood behind her and watched. Zhao Yanqiu in front of her was lifeless. She was almost suffocated by the sadness in her heart. She raised her head and forced back her tears.

Although Zhao Yanqiu never revealed anything in her house in those years, but on the anniversary of the death of the young prince, he cried heartbrokenly.

Today is not the anniversary of Xiao Shizi's death, but it is the first time she has returned here in the past five years.

Things have changed, people have been devastated, and people are heartbroken.

White wintersweet bloomed in the yard, and Zhao Yanqiu's body was covered with snowflakes. She stroked the bluestone tombstone with trembling fingers, as if stroking every inch of his body.

The voice was almost hoarse: "Husband, I'm here to see you!"

After five years, she finally came back.

Spring comes and autumn goes and the seasons go, she is still there, but her husband can no longer go back and forth in the world.

With the cold wind whistling and snowflakes flying, Zhao Yanqiu quietly burned the paper money, tears fell into the flames, choked up and said: "I always want to exchange my life for yours, but..."

But God does not allow.

If it wasn't for sticking to this country, she would have gone with him long ago.

(End of this chapter)