?He is the only one in the Grand Palace, and the lonely family is worthy of the name.

The courtiers in the DPRK did not have to persuade them, but the emperor's stubbornness on this matter is distressing.

He moved the bedroom to the outer wing of Poyun Xiaozhu, and seemed to be waiting for someone who would never come back.

The autumn wind brought a hint of coolness. Ever since Xi Xi picked up the palace, the whole Poyun Xiaozhu has been quiet, and he is the only one left.

The two rows of willows and poplars in the yard have withered and yellow leaves, which are already embracing trees.

Ning Chi sat in the corridor.

He had white hair in a bun and looked up at the sky.

There are thousands of clouds in the sky, just like all living beings in the world.

Ning Chi smiled and said, "I don't know who I'm talking to now," "I'm getting gray in my hair now. Are we old together?"

There was no one in the courtyard, and no one responded to his words.

Ning Chi knew, his little general would not answer him.

She didn't say a word to him after she said the last sentence to him.

After all, she hated him so much that even the last sentence was a sharp sword.

The bones of the little general were buried in the border, which was the battlefield she had always wanted to go to.

Ning Chi lowered his eyes and looked at the folding fan in his hand.

This is the folding fan that she hurriedly left when she met in the palace.

Ning Chi has never left after she left, but she has never opened it either.

The fan bones have a warm color, and they look like they are long when they are held in the hands.

He didn't dare to read such unrestrained words, every word seemed to remind him of what he had done to this person.

It was getting late, and Ning later went back to the outer wing room.

At night, the candlelight was dim and the red wax tears condensed into a quiet lake in the candlestick, burying all the endless past events.

Meng Lining returned to when he was the fifth prince.

At that time, he had just learned that he was engaged to General Wen's only daughter. Although he had never seen this woman named "Wen Sijiu", at that time Ning Chi still had a strange feeling in his heart.

He was lonely and helpless in this world, and he had decided to kiss as if he suddenly had someone who belonged to him.

Ning Chi was very curious about what this person looked like, so when the emperor assigned the supervising army to the border, the fifth emperor, who had always kept a low profile, asked for an errand with his father in the court for the first time.

How Jingdi didn't know his thoughts, so he agreed happily.

The five princes drove ten days to go to the border. He was reading a book in the carriage along the way, but he couldn't read a page.

After arriving at the border, he finally saw his future wife.

The man was wearing an iron helmet, looking at him contemptuously, handsome in appearance, and with a cold and clean temperament all over.

Wanpi Sunshine seemed to favor her very much, and when she poured it on her armor, she seemed to have covered her with a golden cloak.

The river with warm sunshine on her body just flows slowly into his heart.

In the dream, she still looks young.

With a spear and an iron helmet, he was unruly.

The iron horse and the ice river are the eyes, and the mountains and rivers and the five mountains are the eyebrows.

In his sleep, Emperor Wen had tears slowly passing through his eyes, and was finally submerged in the hair.

Emperor Wen died the following year and passed the throne to Prince Yu's prostitute.

There is a strange stele in the tomb of the emperor.

On the left side of the stele is the name of Emperor Wen, but there is no word on the right. It seems that he is waiting for another name that will never be engraved alongside him.

The two rows of poplar and willow trees in Poyun Xiaozhu still dance silently with the wind, and they have never changed.

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