Han palace chaos

The last time they met was in the Changle Palace of the Queen Mother.

Ban Zhusu's robe is clean and beautiful, and it is still as beautiful as a lotus.Holding a volume of letters in his hand, he walked slowly through the shade of the thick sycamore trees, his steps were steady and light, as if he was stepping on the surface of the water, without any trace.

However, Ban Zhu suddenly stopped and looked at the graceful and mature woman at the corner ahead. She was wearing colorful and luxurious palace robes, standing in front of the grand and magnificent palace pillars, and looked towards her with a chilling affection. hit.

Banzhu just lowered his eyes, bowed his knees, and saluted her.

Seeing her being so docile and well-behaved, Yizhu only felt chills in his heart.He approached her gently, with a trembling heart, but felt that the closer they were to her, the farther they would be.

heartache.Stretching out her hand, she took Banzhu's catkin and stroked it carefully.It is still a smooth touch, like touching a cloud in the sky, or touching a stamen, delicate and soft, very light and soft, like her person, also like her heart.Yizhu raised his head and stared at her with tears in his eyes. The two looked at each other and stood silently in the center of the back garden of the Weiyang Palace, almost forever.

——"Do you remember that piano?"

——"How dare the concubine forget."

—— "Are you going to die in Changle Palace?"

——"...It is also a blessing for a concubine to be able to die here."

--"phoenix……"

——"The concubine and the empress dowager need to be dealt with urgently, and the concubine will leave." After finishing speaking, Ban Zhu turned around and walked away slowly.She was dressed in a plain light gray robe, which made her look like a reclusive layman, without any worldly fireworks...

She watched her slowly walk away from sight, walk away, and finally fade into nothingness...

Silence.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" that shrouded the sky, and the long-planned dark clouds finally began to rain painfully. The pouring rain fell from the sky, like a river bursting an embankment.

"Empress, it's raining, hurry back to the palace..."

"Empress..." "Queen..."

The maids around were anxiously urging, desperately urging, but seeing that the queen in front didn't pay attention at all, they finally became anxious.After another moment, they all dispersed, calling to hide from the rain.

Only the woman in luxurious and bright clothes standing in the heavy rain was left, and the originally immature face was eroded by the wind and rain with harsh winds and frosts...

The rain was still beating and pouring crazily, falling on her complicated and expensive robes, and hitting her delicate and pale body with the pictures of royal dignitaries and the inlaid ornaments of Minggui represented on the robes. The rain splashed into her eyes and ears, flowed down her neck, and wantonly invaded every corner of her body...

She suddenly remembered the first meeting on the fairy mountain many years ago, and then remembered her smile, remembered the night when they were in perfect harmony, and remembered a sentence she said:

"It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to stay in love with each other."

[use up]

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Ok, I admit this was a little too fast...

Ahhh, please forgive me~~

Actually, I didn't expect it to be this long. . .