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Chapter 183 The Fourteenth Bowl of Soup (1)

What is love?

Qinghuan doesn't know.

She really didn't know. In fact, now she began to doubt whether there was such a thing in the world, but facing the sad look of the female ghost, Qinghuan calmly said: "You will naturally know this question in the future."

"But, I want to know now." The female ghost looked sad, but after a few seconds, she suddenly smiled, "Ha, maybe, I don't know is the best. I have been asking for it all my life, but I haven't gotten a result. How can I hope others can tell me?"

Qinghuan saw the sadness in her eyes. Since this female ghost appeared at the bridge, she has been neither surprised nor happy, and she has a dull look on her face. Qinghuan looked at her and sighed softly.

Why is it so troublesome to be trapped by love?

"Girl, how long have you been here?"

It was the first person who talked to her and took the initiative to care about her. Qinghuan smiled slightly, and was willing to speak with this female ghost who looked taciturn and silent but had a gentle look: "It's been too long, I can't remember it anymore." She looked into the distance. "I don't remember how long I have been here and how old I am."

"Isn't it very lonely?" asked the female ghost softly. "I often feel lonely. When His Majesty doesn't come, he is lonely. His Majesty is still lonely. I am very lonely if he is by my side. He is so close to me, why do I feel that it is so far away?"

Qinghuan really has no say in love. She doesn't know what she can say about this female ghost. She advised her not to be obsessed with it. She turned back and was the shore? She, who was also crazy, had the qualifications and confidence to comfort others? The wound was not on her body, and no one knew how painful it was. The first thing she learned was that she never used her own standards to demand others.

"Do you know, girl, my name is Ruolan, which was given to me by Your Majesty." The female ghost Ruolan seemed to be trapped in memory, with a faint and sweet smile on her lips. You can imagine how beautiful she was during her lifetime. "At that time, I was just a singing girl. Her Majesty visited me in a private manner and took me alone, so she took me back to the palace and appointed me as a concubine."

The smile on her face was so sweet that Qinghuan couldn't even bear to interrupt her, so she quietly asked her to continue talking.

"That period was my happiest time. I had money to bury my parents and a husband who treated me well. It was a dreamlike day." The smile on the corner of the female ghost Ruolan's mouth became softer. After a while, she seemed to think of something and smiled again. "My destiny was Shang'er. Your Majesty changed my name for me, appointed me as the Lan Concubine, let me live in the Qilan Palace, and lived in many orchids for me in the hall. I am so happy. I think I have the whole world. Therefore, even if other concubines poisoned me and made the fetus in my belly die, it would be difficult to give birth to children again. Because as long as you have Your Majesty, it is enough, as long as you can still look at me."

"He stayed in my palace for more than ten days a month. Except for the first half of the year, he stopped touching me. I don't know why, but everyone thinks that I am the emperor's favorite woman." The female ghost Ruolan's tears fell down one by one, and her eyes had the bitterness and sweetness of memories, but it was also extremely empty. "Isn't it better to let me be deceived like this? Why do you want me to know the truth? Let me know... In fact, I am just such an unbearable existence."

"The emperor has long loved me. In the first half of the year, he favored me because I was a substitute and because he had not got that woman. Half a year later, he came to my palace but didn't touch me because he had got that man, just to cover up, so he used me as a cover, for fear that the queen and other concubines would focus on the woman. Girl, look, I can't even smile because His Majesty doesn't like me to laugh. I always thought that I didn't look good when I smiled. It turned out that it was because I didn't look like her the most when I smiled."

"You are beautiful." Qinghuan said sincerely.

"What's the use of beauty? Your Majesty loves not me after all, but the queen of the enemy country." The female ghost Ruolan smiled softly. Qinghuan then realized that when she smiled, there was a playful little tiger teeth and a sweet dimples on the corner of her mouth.

"Your Majesty asked me to be a target. He knew I was pregnant, but he still let me lose my child and ruin my body. It was just because the woman got angry with him, because he promised her that she would never touch anyone in the harem. When I was pregnant, the woman got angry, so His Majesty followed the way and asked the queen to medicine me."

"I thought it was the ultimate tragedy to come here. But I didn't expect that Your Majesty was more cruel than I thought."

"He ordered people to ravage me and kill me, send my body back to the enemy country, and let the enemy country's queen replace me." The female ghost Ruolan smiled desolately. "The Lan'er he kept calling is not me. He was determined to save me and help me, not me. He had no affection for me. After I died, the monarch of the enemy country recognized that I was not his queen, so he whipped my body and hanged it on the city wall to show his public. But His Majesty always insisted that his concubine Lan was in the palace. Girl, can you blame him? "

"I have never blamed him. Because he is His Majesty. He is hot and cold, I don't blame him. He doesn't save the child, I don't blame him. He treats me as a substitute, I don't blame him. He kills me, I still don't blame him because I love him. That kind of love has been engraved into my soul, making me die for him. But I still feel sad, and I still... I still feel pain when I think of all my life. What did I do wrong? I have been poor since I was a child, and my parents loved me, but once my family fell, I had to be a singing singer, but I don't steal or rob, and keep myself clean. Why did I end up like this in the end?"

Qinghuan looked at her quietly.

The female ghost Ruolan shed blood and tears. Qinghuan was secretly shocked. There were many ghosts on the Naihe Bridge, but it was the first time that the female ghost Ruolan could see her after her death.

After a while, she sighed softly, brushed her bare hands over the face of the female ghost Ruolan, and said softly: "Then go and have a dream. Since you want him to fall in love with you, I will help you. But there are not so many loves and upright love in this world."

This love is too heavy, and it makes Qinghuan feel depressed again.

She has lived in so many worlds, loving those worlds with great sincerity and enthusiasm, and believing in the beautiful feelings that those beautiful people have, but she herself will never have love again. It is not that she is afraid or rejected, but that she really no longer needs love. Family and friendship also make her unable to give up. What she missed the most so far was the practice of becoming a Taoist priest.

A fool, a fool, you will have to be in your destiny sometimes, so why bother to force it?

And she has long learned and enjoyed forgetting. No matter how beautiful the memories are or how painful it is, it will eventually pass, and nothing can beat time.

Qinghuan sighed again, she sent Mo Ze out, and the Naihe Bridge became much colder in an instant. I don’t know what was wrong with the world, but there was something wrong with it. Let’s talk about it when Mo Ze comes back safely.

When she closed her eyes and opened them again, Qinghuan felt a severe pain. She subconsciously covered the painful part, sat up suddenly, sat on the bed bent over, and hugged her stomach tightly.

"Empress, you are awake?!" A little palace maid with round face came up and expressed her concerns with an excited expression, "It's great, you finally woke up! The imperial doctor said you can't move around! Hurry up, lie down!"

Qinghuan's brain hurts for a moment. Her arrival has always been random, without limiting time, but it seems that it is not reliable every time. Maybe she should consider whether to decide the time point for herself in the next world? It is obvious that Ruolan is miscarriage, and the emperor has already obtained the so-called enemy king.

In other words, before he got the queen's heart, he would not kill Ruolan, but there was not much time. At most, about a year, the queen was moved by him and was willing to be his concubine. That was Ruolan's death.

How cruel and cruel this man must have been to come up with such a way to use a woman who loves him deeply.

Qinghuan didn't want to think so much because she was really painful. She had endured all kinds of pain in the past, but now she is so cute.

"Empress..." the little palace maid called softly. "You, do you want to see Your Majesty? Or, why don't Tuan Cui order someone to urge you?"

"No need." Qinghuan said weakly. "Your Majesty is busy with all kinds of things, so why do you have time to come to see this palace? You can retreat."

He was a ghost every day, and he was hiding in his bedroom and secret room to cultivate feelings with the enemy king.

Qinghuan has seen many people in these worlds, but among the men she chose to be her companion, none of them was as disgusting and despicable as this emperor. Since she was not a fellow traveler, Qinghuan naturally would not be polite, so she didn't want to keep such a man by her side.

Tuan Cui looked at Qinghuan's pale face, her heart trembled, responded, and stepped back.

There was no one else in the palace, Qinghuan's fingers moved slightly, and the pain disappeared instantly. In the world where she had no intention of leaving, it didn't matter if her heart did not beat, because there would be no emotion here that could move her. Whether it was the cruel and ruthless emperor, the queen who betrayed his husband and threw himself into the enemy's arms, or the king who ravaged a weak woman's body, it was all the ultimate disgusting for Qinghuan.

Therefore, the ability can be used without limit.

Why not use the first one first? Qinghuan tilted his head and thought for a while, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Naturally, she would not use the ability that does not exist in this world to the feelings of the emperor and others. If the feelings are not wholeheartedly, the wish will not be fulfilled, and Qinghuan has no intention to deceive others, but it has not been said to be useless in other aspects.
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