Chapter 348 The Finale

Qingyun and Yuanlie often use retrospective mirrors to look at the people they miss in their spare time. Also just look. Because they understand that everyone has their own life trajectory, cause or effect, and they can no longer control it.

On the second day of his ascension to the throne, King Rui changed his country's name to honor. In the second year, Shen Zhenzhu was named queen.

In the spring of the second year of Da Rong, King Rui married the thirteen-year-old princess of the Great Xia Kingdom, named Concubine Shun.

King Rui seemed to know the way of being an emperor better than the original emperor Ling Chen.

His queen is a standard good queen, not competing for favor, not jealous, not angry. She is generous and takes good care of every concubine in the harem.

In late autumn again, Pearl fell ill, and Yu Rong came to see her in the palace.

The yard is full of autumn colors, and two people are sitting in the yard drinking tea.

Pearl looked at the potbellied Yu Rong and said, "You are inconvenient to go out and walk around, not to mention that I am sick, Big Brother Bai will blame me."

Yu Rong said: "It will be cold in a few days, so I won't go out, and I'm about to give birth. I heard that you are ill, so I came to see you. Your face is not good, is it not easy to fall asleep at night?"

Pearl nodded.

Yu Rong said: "If Qingyun is still there, she can cure this insomnia."

Pearl said: "I have a heart disease, and I can't get rid of the root. Even if she is an immortal, she can't cure my disease."

A burst of laughter came from outside, the sound was so pleasant.

"The emperor has another concubine?" Yu Rong asked.

Pearl nodded: "Well, it's the Jade Princess of Shang Dan Kingdom."

Yu Rong said, "Pearl, why don't you live for yourself once? If you don't want the emperor to accept his concubine, you can ask for it. Why do you have to live so tiringly?"

Pearl smiled bitterly: "Is it useful for me to propose it? Not everyone has the courage of Qingyun, and not everyone has the courage and luck of you. I can stay by his side, I am very satisfied. Most people are like this. Alive." Pearl listened to the cheers and laughter outside, but the loneliness that she had never felt in her heart surged.

Yu Rong said, "If you haven't tried it, why do you think it's useless?"

She held Pearl's hand and said, "Qingyun and I just know what we want, and we have worked hard for what we want. Therefore, there are many things, you don't try it, don't jump to conclusions, don't say it out. , others don't know what you need."

Bai Shaoting withdrew from the court and took Yu Rong back to the house.

Seeing them holding hands and walking in the dark, Pearl felt more and more desolate and helpless. She looked around, her palace was gorgeous, but none of it was what she wanted.

What exactly does she want? If she started from scratch, would she still choose this kind of life?

"How do you know if you don't try it?" Yu Rong's words came to her mind.

On the night of the beginning of winter, the emperor spent the night at Xinna's beautiful concubine. In the second watch, the emperor has fallen asleep.

The maid Xiaoyan in the Queen's Palace hurried over to call the emperor, but Pei'er, Concubine Qiao's eldest maid stopped her: "The emperor and the concubine have just fallen asleep, so please don't disturb them."

Xiao Yan said, "The Empress is ill, you don't go and report to the emperor, are you not afraid of the emperor's blaming?"

Pei'er said: "I will report to the emperor, but we have to wait for the emperor and the master to wake up."

Xiaoyan cried and returned to the Zhongan Palace.

Inside the Zhongan Palace, Pearl looked at Xiaoyan: "Don't cry. I'm fine."

She's really fine, she just wants to try it, does he still have her in his heart?

Let Xiaoyan move over to the brazier, Pearl threw some poems into the fire and watched them engulfed by the flames little by little. Then he threw a handkerchief in aqua blue embroidered with pink acacia flowers.

Xiaoyan cried and said, "Niangniang, this is something you treasured, why are you burning it?"

Pearl smiled: "A lot of things have been forgotten. What are you keeping this veil for?"

This handkerchief was given to her by King Rui at that time. At that time, she was still a palace maid, and he was still King Rui.

In the middle of the night, the emperor woke up and asked casually, "I seem to have heard someone coming?"

Concubine Qiao shook her head, "No."

Pei'er, who came to serve, said in a low voice, "Xiaoyan from the Queen's Palace came here and said that the Queen's Empress was not feeling well, the Emperor was sleeping, and the servants didn't have time..."

Without waiting for Concubine Qiao to say anything, the emperor got up, dressed himself, and left in a hurry.

After walking to the door, he backed away: "Why didn't you tell me just now? Thirty times!"

He hurried to the Zhong An Palace.

Just as the girl at the door was about to go in and report, the emperor waved his hand.

He lowered his steps and walked in slowly.

The deep palace is silent. She was lying on the wide bed, curled up in a small corner. The splendid quilt wrapped her layer by layer, along with her joys and sorrows.

He slowly stepped forward, got on the bed, and held her tightly in his arms.

Qingyun closed the mirror and sighed deeply.

What kind of life each person leads is actually determined by character.

The sun shines on everyone the same way. What's different is how you feel. Compromise or struggle for life.

Ling Chen said: "If you miss them, you can go back and see them."

Qingyun shook his head: "No need. It's good to look at it this way."

"There will be Xin Jingping in charge of Qingcheng Continent in the future, but I would like to go to Qingcheng Continent to have a look. By the way, I will take a look at Qingyi Hall." Qingyun said.

Ling Chen agreed, "What else? Only going to Qingcheng Continent?"

Qingyun smiled: "Of course. Didn't we agree that you are responsible for everything on the Western Zhou Continent, and I am responsible for everything on the Chaoyun Continent? Are you using the retrospective mirror to peek at Hua Yan?"

Ling Chen smiled softly, "You are the empress of the Five Continents, yet you are so careful! Hua Yan and I are really nothing. I am just looking at when their turmoil will end. Zuo Lang went out in person, and it really worked. Huo Jingyun, are you secretly watching Huo Jingyun?"

Qingyun raised his face and said, "Yes, are you only allowed to see Hua Yan, but not Huo Jingyun? I heard that he is getting married!"

Western Zhou Continent.

Seven days and seven nights of fierce fighting finally wiped out the last resisters. Jin Guangzhe's last wave of power was buried in this desolate yellow sand by Huo Jingyun.

The blood stained the only white water river here, the corpses floating on the river stretched for more than ten kilometers, and the excited cries of vultures sounded in the air for a long time.

The more wars he went through, the colder his heart became. Huo Jingyun had no smile on his face for a long time. After a long time, everyone had forgotten his smile.

"Your Majesty, Moshan is in front of you." White Wolf said loudly.

The white wolf was left to him by Qingyun. The white wolf took him to find the treasure under the mysterious mountain, those saltpeter, those sulfur, and red copper, red copper is the raw material for making swords. It turns out that Xuanshan is a treasure mountain.

"Moshan? There is also a Moshan here?" Huo Jingyun's eyes lit up when he heard the name of the mountain.

The white wolf nodded, "Yes, there is a kind of deer on the Mo Mountain. It has four legs and can predict the weather. I don't know if it can be encountered."

"Then go have a look."

The army set up camp and rested at the foot of Moshan Mountain.

Huo Jingyun's original white shirt could no longer be seen. He took off his armor, changed into clean white clothes, and took Gu Fan and Bailang into Moshan.

This mountain is called Moshan, but there are a lot of white soil and a lot of whetstones in the mountain.

The mountains are lush with verdant trees and overgrown with weeds. In the late autumn weather, the melons and fruits are full of branches, the leaves are old and green, and the purple and bright red has its own kind of mature and deep beauty.

There are a few households on the side of the mountain road, smoke curling from the cooking.

"Ling'er, you wild girl is climbing a tree again! You are such a big person, can you still marry when someone sees it!"

The woman in the forest stopped drinking, and everyone was startled.

Huo Jingyun heard the sound of "Ling'er", as if struck by lightning.

He stepped forward, and on the tall liquidambar tree in front of him sat a fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman, wearing a wreath of sunflowers on her head, holding wild fruits in her hands, still in the sky , raised his face and opened his mouth to pick it up.

She has a good head shot and catches it every time.

A woman in her thirties stood under the tree, training her with her hips on her back. The woman didn't seem to hear, and ate the wild fruit in an orderly manner.

Huo Jingyun could vaguely see that the grass grew Yingfei, he was still a seventeen-year-old boy, standing behind the big tree, looking at the little demon-like woman with wild flowers on her head, lying on the tree bed, shaking her head.

Time passed between my fingers, where did the boy and the girl go?

At this time, the woman's hair was messy, and her eyes were clear. This picture is familiar and unfamiliar. It turns out that everything is changing, only her shadow has never changed over the years.

It's only ten years, it's been so long. Years told them that everything has already been reincarnated.

It turns out that a single thought is a lifetime.

The girl suddenly found so many unfamiliar men standing under the tree, screamed in panic, and slipped down...

She fell into that warm and hard embrace, and saw a pair of eyes that were as gentle as water and deep as ink.

She wasn't even afraid of him.

"What's your name?" he asked her.

"Linger."

"What's your last name?"

"Qing. Qing Ling'er."

Huo Jingyun's eyes were dark, "Ling'er, are you willing to follow me?"

The girl reached out and stroked the teardrops that spilled out of his eyes: "Yes."

In the Western Zhou Continent, on the eighth day of September in the sixth year of Daxin, Huo Jingyun got married and named Qing Linger as Lingfei.

The eldest prince was born the following year.

Huo Jingyun had no queen in his life, only a concubine beside him.

When Qingyun gave birth to her daughter, it was spring, so she named her daughter Yuan Ziyi.This year, Yuan Ziqing was five years old.

It's spring again, and Qingyun is rarely free, leaving those troubled government affairs and sitting in the yard to repair those roses.In the distance, Yuan Li was carrying Yuan Ziyi on his shoulders, and Yuan Ziyi reached out to reach the peach that was just knotted on the tree.

Not far away, the six-year-old Yuan Ziqing was tired of dancing with his sword, and the little fairy beside him was wiping his sweat.

Qingyun thought of that long-standing woman who was desperate for love.

Every woman will experience a love calamity in her heart. In the flowery years, she is either reckless or bruised, so that she knows what she needs.

There are two men in every woman's heart, one is the perfect dream lover in your heart, and the other is the partner who gets along day and night in reality.