Sixty-eighth bowl of soup (two)

The next morning, the imperial concubine woke up in the emperor's arms. He was still asleep, but the posture of holding her was so careful and gentle, as if she was not so lonely, but loved and cared for by others.

But she knew it was an illusion, and he didn't forget to lie to her in his sleep.

She stood up and left the emperor's arms without waking him up. The imperial concubine put on her clothes and walked to the window. It was not yet dawn, but she could no longer sleep. She now had a fresh body of her own, but she did not feel so happy about it.

She couldn't help but look back at the sleeping man. He was born beautiful. She couldn't forget this face at the bottom of the Forget River. She wanted to get him, to fulfill the oath he had made, and to take his soul for himself.

Because of this, she killed him with her own hands.

Since he lied to her and since he betrayed her, no one should get it. It is also a blessing to die together, right? She felt that Ren Wusi and Fu Liuli were crazy, but how good was she herself?

The imperial concubine didn't know what she had been waiting for silently. Maybe she just wanted to live the same life again. She didn't need to change or interfere. She just let it go, and then, according to the trajectory of her previous life, kill him again.

Maybe it doesn't matter whether he loves her or not. She just wants to kill him again, that's it.

But she returned to the bed contradictoryly and stared at the emperor quietly. The imperial concubine came out of the Goddess and couldn't help but touch the emperor's chest. A bright red heart was beating in the man's chest. When he used to say sweet words, she always liked to lie on his chest, but now the heartbeat she heard was telling deception every word.

Perhaps it was because he was deceived by others during his lifetime and could not distinguish right from wrong. After he died, the imperial concubine could see through others' disguises and illusions at a glance, and see the most realistic scenes through all appearances.

What the emperor did was like a capital joke, but the joke was not that funny, and she was the one who was deceived.

Otherwise, she would laugh.

The slender onion fingers passed through the Emperor's chest. She once cut open the chest of this person and took out his heart to see what color it was. Later she found out that good people, bad people, honest people are the same as hypocritical people, and everyone's hearts are red, even if they are full of lies and are unhappy.

She had never done anything bad in her life, and she worked diligently and resolutely. The only time she was to kill the emperor in the last year of the cold palace. She used the news of the national teacher to lead the emperor to meet her alone, and then stabbed him before taking advantage of his unpreparedness, and then strangled him to death with her hair.

He once said that her hair was the most beautiful, so he died in this beauty.

Until now, the imperial concubine didn't know why she was so cruel at the last moment, even after killing the emperor, she took out his heart. Then she was very calm. Then she cut his flesh with one knife and a blade, revealing the bones, and dying with the bones in her arms. She didn't care about the matter behind her, she was dead, and no matter what, a living person could not insult a dead person.

The more she loves him, the more she hates him.

But after hatred, what is left is still love, the obsession that has been unwilling to let go for thousands of years, entangling her soul, inch by inch, like a huge cocoon, wrapping her inside without giving her any chance to breathe.

This is fate.

She should recognize and accept it.

The imperial concubine kissed the emperor's thin lips and stroked his entire face with nostalgic look and fingers. How handsome, heart-warming, but how heartbreaking it is. These loves are all fake, and what he repays her with sincerity is hypocritical love and solemn favor.

Thinking of him hugging other women after hugging them, kissing her with the lips that kissed other women, and saying exactly the same love words to her... the imperial concubine felt chill all over.

But she didn't want to save it.

She also wants to do nothing.

Then that's it, she thought.

Just as she was lying on the emperor's chest, the emperor's gentle and low voice came, and his big hands touched her soft hair lovingly: "What's wrong with Susu?"

"I had a nightmare." She did not call herself a concubine. "I dreamed that the Lord loved me was not me. I dreamed that the Lord coaxed me to deceive me, and in the end I was heartbroken and died, but the Lord hugged the beauty and the country, and the close lovers were all around."

The emperor froze for a short time, then pinched her soft pink cheeks, as if facing a young child: "It's a dream."

But it is not said that dreams are fake.

The imperial concubine became even colder. She felt strange. She was obviously a living person, but how could her body still feel the biting coldness as if she was in the Forgetful River? She suddenly sat up and looked at the emperor from a high place. The emperor didn't know if he had an illusion. When the imperial concubine looked at her, her eyes were cold and indifferent, as if she was looking at a dead person.

She didn't want to become a vicious woman, nor did she want to kill her beloved and turn her into bones, but he lied to her and betrayed her, allowing her to taste all the sadness and jealousy - have you never been vicious? Are you a good person? Have you met the person you like to stay with him for life?

So, have you ever tasted jealousy?

He was so jealous that he wanted to take this person for himself, and never let go of his soul from his ** to his soul. He made his bones into a pipa that accompanied him day and night, so that his soul would be permanently trapped in the pipa and not be reborn. As long as she existed, he could not leave.

This is what he owes her.

"Don't be sad, I will give you an explanation. No one can escape if we harm our prince."

It seems sincere, but in fact it is just a matter of using the name of a miscarriage to give the queen accusation of murdering Long Si. The queen was also the candidate for the national teacher's divination. The emperor had long disliked him. When the Nine Five Emperors were ruthless, he would never remember that you were his wife.

What's more, he had to make way for his true love and let the little woman sit in this position of motherhood. The imperial concubine was just a pawn to defeat the queen.

When a cunning rabbit dies, a lackey is cooked; when a bird dies, a good bow is hidden.

Therefore, when the queen was deposed, the imperial concubine did not show much happiness. The queen, who once graceful and luxurious, had made many difficult things to frame her, her favorite concubine, was scattered and haggard, and the imperial concubine sat at the top, standing side by side with the emperor. The queen knelt in the hall and shouted: "Yin**! You bitch! I am dead! Do you think you can have a good end?! You have to die too! You will never think of sitting in my seat in this life!"

After saying that, he burst into laughter. In fact, the queen realized at the end that she hated Concubine Yin, who had been hating for so many years, was just a cover! Unfortunately, the emperor did not allow her to talk further, so he ordered someone to block her mouth.

Later, the emperor looked at Concubine Yin. The concubine looked as usual and her eyes were calm. Of course, she knew that the queen had fallen and that the harem was the only one who could dominate the harem. She only waited for the national rank of the previous dynasty and his followers to be executed. What awaited her was the 13-year cold palace time.

To the emperor, no matter how beautiful and gentle Yin** was, he was also a woman stuffed by the national teacher. She was worthless and meaningless, and she was an insult to his identity as an emperor. How could a true dragon emperor accept the woman placed by his slandered ministers?

In fact, he knew that she had never done anything. She was so kind to him. There were so many women in the harem, and she was the cleanest. Even his beloved woman, and he had no idea how much blood was stained on his hands. Only the clean Yin** was called the dirtiest one.

Later, she really became bad. Shi Jun's crime was to open the chest and cut off the heart, pick the flesh and bones, and she really became the so-called witch.

The empress was deposed, and Concubine Yin favored the harem only until the national master felt that he could not wait to prepare for the matter. He naturally could see the emperor's disgust and fear of him. When the empress fell, his greatest backer was gone. It would be better to force the palace to let the eldest prince, who was just a few months old, ascend to the throne and regent himself. Anyway, the eldest prince's mother was just a small treasure forest, and she could still twist her thick thighs.

The situation in the capital was in an emergency, so the emperor discussed with the imperial concubine. Of course, he still maintained his tenderness and wanted her to stay in the cold palace for a few days first. Because the national teacher wanted to behave badly, he naturally had to use her. When he was busy at that time, he could not take time to protect her. Only by making everyone think that he was tired of her would it be safest.

The imperial concubine was indifferent. In fact, the emperor also knew how much she loved him, otherwise how could she tell her about the rebellion of the national teacher? If she was really secretly whistle, wouldn’t she be afraid that she would have secretly communicated with the national teacher?

He knew, but he still wanted to abandon her, and this was the most hurtful thing.

Why don’t you have time to protect her? So what about Zhou Baolin’s secret guards hidden inside and outside the small side hall?

It’s not that I have no time to protect, I just don’t want to protect.

It's ridiculous that he had to maintain his false affection at the end, and did not dare to reveal his true face, deceived her for decades. He let her run out of time in the cold palace alone, and finally died of heart. In the past life... When she used the news of the national teacher to deceive him, he appeared in front of her, very surprised.

What were you surprised about?

Surprised that her beauty has become a thing of the past, or was surprised that her withered expression?

"Su Su, wait for me, I will definitely pick you up soon."

The imperial concubine agreed.

So the next day, the emperor issued an imperial edict saying that Concubine Yin was narrow-minded and vicious, and she learned that the fetus in her belly was a dead baby, so she stole her to the queen, and her heart was punished. But she thought that she had been with the sage for many years and had more positions, and was sent to the cold palace to serve as a warning to others.

What a crime of being flowing, it must be a plan that had been done long ago. The imperial concubine knelt on the ground indifferently, allowing the palace maid to take off her gorgeous clothes and jade hairpins, and looked up faintly at the emperor sitting on her head.

I also saw the weak and innocent Zhou Baolin around the emperor. Although such an inconspicuous woman had amazing beauty, she did not cause any storm in the harem because of the emperor's indifference. But for so many years, she was the only one who "probably happened to have a dragon seed and was born safely.

The emperor could not tell why the imperial concubine's eyes were so cold and quiet, and she could see through the world. He tried to find the tacit understanding in her eyes, but nothing was there.
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