Imperial Power Blue Fall

Name: Imperial Power Blue Fall
Author: Zhiqing

by Zhiqing

ongoing Ancient Romance Historical Fantasy Female Lead

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82Kwords32chapters

Latest:

Ch. 32 — Let Go, the Heart That is Afraid of You

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About This Novel

She was asked to behead; he was imprisoned. He loves her, and in this male-dominated world, he is willing to keep her alone; with this prestigious status, he does it just because she is her, regardless of where she comes from. He was a peerless talent but had no intention of honoring his position; however, when the branch of green lotus shattered in front of his eyes, the laziness in his eyes was shattered, and the thin green lotus plowed a path on the tip of his heart. "I come from a poor background," she said. He said: "No problem, my love!" She said: "I don't want to compete with other concubines for favor and serve, and compete for the slightest bit of pity day and night. I would like to walk among the mountains and rivers, beside the flowing clouds, watch the sky and the high mountains, the mist lingering in the distance, listen to the roar of apes in the mountains, the chirping of insects and birds, the idle clouds and wild cranes, and wait for your return every day." He said: "Only when it is rooted in the heart and nourished by hard work can it be called love. I don't have much hard work, just this. What can be separated is desire, not love. I also don't love this intrigue and treacherous clouds. The end of the world! I follow! I love." She said: "The men of the royal family are destined not to have one wife and one family. Then, I would like to end this life when we love each other the most. This will be the love of a lifetime. In the next life, you will be born in an ordinary family and become a pair for life. We will always remember each other beside the Three Lives Stone, and never forget each other by the Wangchuan River." He pursed his lips and said nothing. But, she understands. He said: "Born within this high wall, I can never escape the ups and downs of this life. I am afraid that I will not be able to return the spring flowers, autumn moon, and mountains and rivers that I promised you in this life." She said: "The blue sky above is poor and the yellow spring is below." She frowned and smiled lightly. Many years later, he held a roll of bright yellow in his hand: "In the past, the bright yellow brocade held the fragrant soul. Can the bright yellow in my hand now be returned to me?" With a dazed look on his face. A pair of children's dark eyes under their knees looked at their father on the throne in confusion. Yes, it was dad, this tall and majestic man who taught me this.