In March of that year, the peach blossoms were in chaos.
Under the peach tree, the woman's eyes flashed with excitement and a little curiosity: "Senior Brother Qianjue, is this the 'Phantom Thousand Traces' taught by Master Cang? It really can be fake and real as rumored!"
In April of that year, the country was about to be destroyed.
In the post house, the woman was angry: "Should I call you His Highness Ninth Prince, or Senior Brother Qianjue?"
... "Your Highness, since you already know, let's get married! I will help you dominate the world, and you will allow me peace in this country."
In the Garden of Splendid Views, a woman dressed up in full dress attended the ceremony with a faint smile: "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince, this little girl is ugly and has little talent and little knowledge. Now that His Majesty has taken pity on her, she is extremely frightened."
In the winter of that year, he fought in Bahuang.
Under the moonlight and on the snow, the woman's eyes were pale and her face was pale: "After all, this is of my own free will. What will happen if he is warm and fragrant and nephrite is in my arms? What about this ice and snow? I don't remember it. I don't remember it a long time ago. I only know that I am living for my mother's long-cherished wish."
That year the flowers bloomed and the world was peaceful.
In the residence of the Right Prime Minister, the woman's colorful clothes were stained with blood and her smile was clear: "Qian Jue, do you want me to marry the most beautiful woman in the world? Can you pay me back tomorrow?"
..."Qian Jue, I fought on the battlefield in my most beautiful years and conquered the world with you. When I marry you, how about planting a courtyard of peach blossoms? I want to watch it..." Just like that day!
... Under the peach blossom tree, with withered branches and falling petals, the woman put on a wedding dress and smiled sadly: "It turns out that His Highness is Lord Banxian. No wonder she said that His Highness will not marry me. It turns out that you are him."
... The woman smiled decisively: "Let's just forget about each other!"
In the midsummer of that year, there was a rebellion.
In the prison, the woman smiled lightly: "Qianjue, I didn't know that you knew my life experience a long time ago. From the first moment we met, you planned every step of the way!"
..."Qianjue, you just don't know that I don't have any ambition to share power with you. It's not because I don't have the ability, but that position must be too lonely. The lonely person has to talk to Qin every day to feel that I am breathing; the lonely person has to look at the sun every day to know that the world is warm; the lonely person wants to die, but I still remember that you allowed me to marry the world..."
..."Qianjue, we really have no future."
..."Qianjue, I can't wait to marry you!"
..."Qianjue, we can't be together after all."
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Where did that woman with a faint smile, that woman with peerless intelligence, that woman who overcame all obstacles and walked into his heart step by step, go? Why don't you go home?
"I just trust my own eyes too much, I just can't get out of myself."
"I love her, is it too late now?"
"She taught me tolerance, she taught me weakness, she taught me what friendship and family are, and when I didn't understand what love was, she helped me silently with all her love. So now I understand, why hasn't she come back?"
"She and I worked together to create this world. If she leaves, who will accompany me to see this prosperity?"
"I don't want anything, I just want her!"