She smiled happily and her eyes were full of love.
Incomparably clear pain flashed through her heart, and she slowly stroked his cheek and said, "Zhou Ming, it's not me you love."
Her face was still like a perfect piece of porcelain, without a single crack, and she didn't seem to care at all.
He stood quietly in front of her, the flowing light and shadow constantly changing positions on his face, his thin and lightly pursed lips revealed an indifference that no one could approach, and his dark and deep eyes were filled with charming tenderness.
He looked down at her, his chest was dripping with pain, but his expression was still as frozen as ice: "Take Concubine Ning to the North Third Hall of Jingqi Pavilion. Wu Gu has issued an edict not to take a single step forward."
He said: "After you die alone, you will be sent out of the palace. From now on, you will no longer be the queen of alone. One day you will meet the person who truly belongs to you. He will love you, protect you, and treasure your smile forever. You will no longer shed tears for him, and you will have a more perfect love... When you meet him, please tell him that I envy him so much."
At the last moment of his life, he kissed her lips with all his strength and murmured: "I love you."
Today, she is still there, and her prosperity is still there, but the tall and upright figure from back then has no chance to be seen again.
"Five hundred times of looking back in the past life are exchanged for one passing by you in this life. I use a thousand times of looking back to exchange for stopping in front of you in this life."
————Xi Murong