Chapter 1945 End of Extra Story: Big Wedding

  The marriage between King Qin and the princess.

   Naturally, it is a big scene.

  The gongs and drums were loud, very lively.

  Many people sent congratulations one after another. Officials who didn't know were lucky enough to meet Princess Qin.

  Silently sighed in his heart, no wonder the imperial concubine accepted her as a righteous daughter.

   That appearance is indeed somewhat similar to that of the former prince.

  Especially between eyebrows and eyes.

  However, he is more agile and calm than the prince.

   It's just that, on this day of great joy, no one will mention the deceased prince without winking.

   Naturally, a group of people pretended not to see anything.

  Smiling all over their faces, they sent blessings to the imperial concubine.

  The imperial concubine was originally afraid that these officials would have doubts after seeing the exact same face of Yuanqian and the former prince.

   Unexpectedly, no one mentioned the matter of the prince, as if Yuan Qian was really another person.

  Yuanqian feels helpless about the worries of the imperial concubine.

   After all, everyone knows that the first prince has passed away for a long time and was killed by the second prince.

   Now, the second prince is gone, the emperor is gone, and the prince is gone.

   Only Xindi is left.

  Who would be brain-twitching to mention that so-and-so is a bit like the first prince?

   Isn't this looking for a fight?

  The country is peaceful and the people are peaceful and the weather is good. What does it mean to mention the prince first?

   There are some things that you don’t need to worry about at all. Even if there is a problem, she can solve it quickly.

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  Weiyang Palace.

  The lively sound reached the Queen Mother's ears.

  She was stunned for a moment, but soon remembered that someone had told her that today was the wedding day of King Qin and the princess.

  Even the palace was full of joy.

  The two people still came together.

   But what does this have to do with her?

  His eyes and brows are full of wry smiles and vicissitudes.

   And the sound of beating gongs and drums, as if cast a spell, drilled into her mind, and she couldn't get out.

  The memory went back to twenty years ago.

   There was also the sound of gongs and drums. She married the first emperor with a longing for love.

oh.

   At that time.

  The first emperor has not yet ascended the throne, although he occupies the position of prince, he is not favored.

  Almost everyone knows that the prince may be replaced anytime and anywhere.

  The prince was under attack from both sides, and no one dared to approach him.

   But she was deeply attracted by his demeanor, unable to extricate herself.

  Even though her father, mother, and brother took turns persuading her, she was still unwilling to turn back, and would rather die than be with the first emperor.

   Later?

  Later she successfully married him.

   Try every means to help him ascend to the throne.

  He is the emperor, she is the queen.

  She thought that their love could last forever.

  However, within a few days, he sealed one concubine after another.

  In the harem, there are young and beautiful women who are constantly favored by him, and she seems to have no queen.

  She cried and hated.

  Father said to her: Life is her own choice, and there is no turning back for a long time.

after that?

  Her heart gradually became numb.

  He likes young and beautiful women, so she took the initiative to choose a concubine for him, calm and calm.

  He praised her for being sensible.

  She returned a gentle smile like water.

  She just learned not to care, and also learned to pull love out of her body.

   Gradually, she didn't love him, and didn't care about him.

  The intrigues in the harem made her grow up overnight.

  From then on, only power remained in her heart...

  Every woman who enters the palace has been ignorant and ignorant, and naively longed for the life of concubines in the inner courtyard of the red wall.

   It's just that time and reality have smoothed their edges and corners, and also erased the clarity in their eyes...

  The sound of gongs and drums gradually disappeared.

  The queen mother opened her eyes, looked at the flickering candlelight, and shed two lines of tears.

   Moths to the flame, nothing.

  (end of this chapter)