Deep Palace Pet Peach Blossom Flawless

Emperor Shenwu said: "Don't be afraid, I will take care of it."

As if it was destined by heaven, in the next few days, Lan Qingwu and Emperor Shenwu met Shen Cainu again and again.

One time, Lan Qingwu and Emperor Shenwu ran into Shen Cainv head-on.

Lan Qingwu was about to turn around and try another route, but the Divine Martial Emperor held him tightly, "What are you doing?"

Lan Qingwu whispered, "Your Majesty, this Shen Cainu... she is my nemesis, she is weak, weak wants..."

Emperor Shenwu raised his sword-like eyebrows: "What are you afraid of! Am I not here?"

Emperor Shenwu embraced Lan Qingwu and walked straight over. Shen Cainu, who had originally been happy to meet the emperor, saw Concubine Yi in Emperor Shenwu's arms before she could even begin to rejoice. She suddenly went from being overjoyed to calm. She hurried forward and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty, I greet Concubine Yi..."

Emperor Shenwu did not stop and walked straight past Shen Cainv holding Lan Qingwu in his arms.

A group of people passed by the kneeling Shen Cainu, following the emperor. In a moment, only Shen Cainu and her maid were left. She knelt there blankly, her resentment and resentment growing ever deeper. At first, she simply wanted to see the Emperor Shenwu once more, but after that meeting, she wanted to see him every day. Now, she wanted more and more: the Emperor's favor, his attention, his closeness. She wanted... His Majesty's love!

Once again, Lan Qingwu went to the Observation Tower to enjoy the scenery. The Observation Tower was not a single building, but two buildings standing opposite each other from north to south.

Lan Qingwu went up to the Nanjing Tower. Looking down from the top of the tower, the scenery was picturesque. However, Lan Qingwu saw Emperor Shenwu and the woman beside him on the top of the Beijing Tower at a glance.

That woman was Shen Cainu! Shen Cainu looked at Emperor Shenwu from time to time with a pair of affectionate eyes.

That look was strange yet familiar to Lan Qingwu. What was strange was that none of the women in the harem had ever looked at Emperor Shenwu with such pure admiration, including Concubine Wen Shi Qingluan who thought she admired the emperor and Concubine Qi Qi Zhihuan who was so crazy about love that she lost herself.

The former has a natural reverence for the royal family and an ambition she has never realized, and she also carries the expectations of her family. The latter is even more wishful thinking and self-indulgent and desperate. Once she doesn't like it, she will destroy everything.

The look was familiar because it was the look that Lan Qingwu, a young girl in love, gave Yun Heng, and it was also the look that Lan Qingwu gave her husband now.

Lan Qingwu silently looked at the two people in Beijing Tower. Was all this destined? Was he about to leave here, so was Shen Cainu here to replace him?

Lan Qingwu no longer had the mood to enjoy the scenery. She lowered her watery eyes slightly, turned around and walked downstairs of Nanjing Tower.

Across from him, Emperor Shenwu gently stroked the colorful prayer string on his wrist. It was the one that Lan Qingwu had personally woven for him on his birthday. On the string, there was a delicate and beautiful jade peach blossom.

Emperor Shenwu's fingers brushed across the peach blossoms. His eyes turned slightly, and he just saw Lan Qingwu's back as he turned and left on the upper floor of Nanjing Tower.

For some reason, Emperor Shenwu felt a tightness in his heart, but his body had already reacted. Emperor Shenwu quickly turned around and walked downstairs.

Lan Qingwu walked down from Nanjing Tower and walked towards Suowu Palace without looking back.

Emperor Shenwu chased down from Beijing Tower and only saw Lan Qingwu's back.

Shen Cainu also followed down from the upstairs, but she only saw Emperor Shenwu catching up with the favored Concubine Yi.

The emperor simply picked up Lan Qingwu and stepped onto the dragon chariot. The imperial procession gradually disappeared from Shen Cainu's sight.

The dragon chariot went directly to the Qianzheng Hall.

In the bedroom of the main hall of Qianzheng Palace, Emperor Shenwu looked at Lan Qingwu's expression and asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy today?"

Lan Qingwu shook his head gently, "Brother Heng, I just discovered today that Shen Cainu and I are somewhat similar."

Emperor Shenwu was slightly stunned. "Really? I haven't even noticed her. Ruo Ruo, why are you mentioning her? I'm waiting for you in Beijing Tower today!"

"But, Ruo Ruo went up to Nanjing Tower."

Lan Qingwu's voice was barely audible. "Brother Heng, if Ruo Ruo hasn't returned to you by now, and Shen Cainu looks so much like Ruo Ruo..."

The Emperor Shenwu understood Lan Qingwu's unfinished words in a flash. He raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, "Wei Ruo. Two years ago, Concubine Chen recommended a beauty to me. This beauty performed the Butterfly Dance for me. Her dancing was graceful, and her charm was quite similar to yours. But Wei Ruo, I have never laid eyes on that beauty. No matter how similar they are, those people are not you! I don't want them either. Do you understand, Wei Ruo?"

Lan Qingwu opened her lips slightly, but didn't know what to say, nor did she know what answer she wanted to hear from Emperor Shenwu.

She hoped that she could accompany the Emperor Shenwu now, and also hoped that someone would accompany him when she was no longer by his side. Lan Qingwu's mood at this moment was full of contradictions and guilt, sadness and grief.

Lan Qingwu threw herself into the arms of Emperor Shenwu, tears falling from her eyes. At least at this moment, she really didn't want to leave this man, leave Yun Heng, one of the people who loved her most in the Dasheng Dynasty - her husband.

And Yun Heng, Emperor Shenwu, the ruler of the Dasheng Dynasty, will surely become a wise ruler and an emperor of all ages.

It was this generation of emperor Zhou Xuheng who had the most complex and noble background and living environment, but had the most passionate, sincere and precious emotions!

The scars on Lan Qingwu's hands are gradually fading.

When she and Emperor Shenwu met Shen Cainu again, her heart was really filled with panic and helplessness. She felt that the hand of fate was invisibly pushing everyone forward.