Xiangye wants to brush the sense of existence

Perhaps, only these are the most secure!Only by getting these can you do what you want to do!

Life is like a dream, with joys and sorrows several times...

In this heart-warming spring, as if everything had been arranged by God, Nan Puyue recovered from the cold disease fortunately, and Zhuge Yi was smiling for several days while being grateful for God's love, People are refreshed on happy occasions, and today he finally realized it.

Not only were they lucky, even Zuo Lingxiu was the same. Since that night, she has successfully become the king's favored concubine. Neither can regain the dragon heart.

What's more, because of the transition of favor, the imperial court has been messed up, and the civil and military officials have to recommend it many times, but they don't want to return in vain every time. In serious cases, they even suffer for it. Since then, everyone in the palace feared him and stayed away from him.

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In March of Yangchun, everything is revived, but the years are like a drama in her eyes, the prosperity fades away, and what remains is a dry and pale.

Zuo Lingxiu was lying quietly on the imperial concubine chair. At this moment, she forgot the time, and the face that made her dream about day and night, that face that was so beautiful.

Even though it has been turned into a handful of dirt, she still can't forget it. The memories are so beautiful and sweet. Although they are short-lived, they are deeply rooted in her heart.

Sighing suddenly, there is no chance to see you again in this life.

There was a knock on the door, and a guard walked in.

At this time, the incense burner in the room is curling up, and the gauze curtain is lightly fluttering. The visitors can only see her with her fragrant shoulders half exposed, leaning on the imperial concubine chair with a charming appearance, she seems to be in the state of closed eyes, she dare not look more, and hastily buried her head .

Seeing someone coming in, Zuo Lingxiu glanced lightly, then continued to sleep with his eyes closed and said, "Have you heard?"

When he was hesitating whether to speak or not, Zuo Lingxiu suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at him with a stern look in his eyes: "Are you deaf?"

The eyes that were still full of softness just now turned so fast, they froze and shot out a blade-like sharpness, the guard felt like being frozen for a moment, he didn't dare to hesitate any more, and immediately said: "Subordinate I have already heard the news, and according to the description of the handsome man in red in my wife's mouth, it is very likely..." After a pause, he frowned and licked his dry lips, "It is very likely that it is Situ from the Kingdom of Wei, Lin Dump the dust."

"Lin Qingchen..." she murmured.

It was this name, this man who made her wish to shoot ten thousand arrows through her heart.

"Are you sure it's him? Wei Guo Situ?"

Worried about finding the wrong enemy, she asked again for confirmation.

"The subordinates have secretly investigated the appearance characteristics and names given by the madam in the two countries. According to the madam's description, there are only men who are more beautiful than women, and that is only King Ling'an of Nanpu State and Situ Linqing of Wei State. Dust, and of these two, one of them is dead, and the only one who likes to wear red is Situ of Wei."

Having almost confirmed the identity of this person, Zuo Lingxiu's eyes showed worry, and he was in some trouble, but fortunately, he now has the ability to contend with him.

His eyes flashed fiercely, then he took a step closer to him, and said in a deep voice, "Find some swordsmen with good kung fu, and give him to me."

"what?!"

The guard looked horrified, and he didn't know what enmity she had with that man. He actually disregarded his own status and murdered an important official of a country.

How could Zuo Lingxiu be afraid of these things? With so much hard work, she was waiting for this day, so she looked at him with dark eyes and said: "I am waiting for your good news, and, if you don't think about yourself, you have to Think more about your family, then forget what I said just now."

After finishing speaking, she gave him a meaningful look with a smile, turned around and waved her hand, indicating that he could back down.

The guard left in a state of anxiety, and after that, for a long time, she was still standing in the middle of her hall, her palms clenched, her joints pale, her face cold...

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Situ Mansion of the State of Wei.

At this time, the sun is warm and the breeze is gentle. A flirtatious man in a red robe and white shirt stands motionless in the courtyard. He has red lips, white teeth, and a delicate face. There are thousands of amorous feelings in his electric eyes. , but there was a touch of melancholy between the eyebrows and eyes, which could not be explained clearly.

Lin Qingchen had been standing here for a long time. Except for an old tree, there was not a single plant in the courtyard, which seemed a bit empty.

Behind him, a woman in green clothes came out of the house, with a delicate appearance and beautiful sideburns in her hair.

It's Zhou Qiao.

"What are you thinking?" Zhou Qiao walked up to him and asked concerned.

He looked sideways at her, wiped away the sadness in his eyes, pulled himself together, put his arms around her waist and said, "I'm thinking of you, do you believe it?"

With a blushing blushing on his face, he lifted his powder fist and light hammer to his chest and said: "We are already husband and wife, why are you still so glib?"

Lin Qingchen smiled and said nothing, just raised his hand to hold her fist, and then touched the inside of the red dress on his chest.

"what?!"

Zhou Qiao was so ashamed that she wanted to withdraw her hand.

Lin Qingchen ignored her resistance and continued to move.

After she forcibly touched the smooth skin on his chest, Zhou Qiao lowered her head and whispered, "I'm not afraid of being seen."

"Don't be afraid." He said, "Come here, your hands are so cold, do you want to suffer again?"

It turned out that it was for this.

It turned out that he remembered all his menstrual events.

It turned out that he cared whether he was in pain or not.

And he only hated himself for not being able to bear it for her.

As if her heart was wrapped in layers of warmth, Zhou Qiao was so moved that she couldn't speak for a moment.

She really did not misunderstand the man. Over the past few months, the gentleness this man gave her was far above her own. He cared for her with all his heart and cared for her carefully. How much she wanted to return his equal love. Unfortunately, this man The man was really too kind to her, so good that she felt guilty.

The spring sunshine was warm, shining on the two people hugging each other, their looks became clearer and clearer.

After a long while, Lin Qingchen looked at the desolate courtyard, and suddenly asked: "What do you think is good to grow in this courtyard?" Then he said to himself, "I wanted to grow manjusawa, because it is as red as blood. And its flower language is even more unique, a sad memory..."

Leaning on his chest, Zhou Qiao listened quietly.

He continued: "However, God mercifully brought you to my side. I have happiness, and I feel a satisfaction that I have never had before. Therefore, I want to change a flower."

"Oh? What kind of flower?" Zhou Qiao asked.