Is it necessary for Zhen Shan to boast that one second he will not fall in love with the other person, and then act like a jealous wife the next moment?

No matter what Zhen Shan thinks in her heart, she will never do such a stupid thing to slap herself in the face.

And what she said about "never looking back" was true, not hypocritical.

Concubine Huigui shook her head, opened the door and walked out, only to see the pale and desperate face of her superior, Ma Yi.

She paused in her steps, and just when she was about to say something, he turned around and left, showing an indescribable bitterness and loneliness in his back.

"Why bother?"

…

The new emperor came to the throne and the first draft was held. Whether it was for the deterrence of the tyrant or for other purposes, everyone in Dongxuan was in full swing. Every place was working hard to select beauties, and they must be perfect to satisfy His Majesty.

However, just a few days before the beautiful lady entered the palace, while the ministers were still dreaming about rising to prominence through pillow wind, the tyrant fell ill again.

Sima Yi waved his hand and decided to conquer the Tatars who had been invading the Dongxuan border in recent years.

All the courtiers: "..."

Your Majesty, did you forget to take your medicine again?

What's the point of fighting a good fight?

It's a pity that if one can listen to advice, the tyrant will no longer be a tyrant. No one can have any say in what he decides... The only person who can interfere with him is now trapped, and it was she who trapped herself in Qionghua.

Palace, no longer pays attention to him.

But in fact, as the day of the draft is getting closer, not only the courtiers are looking forward to it, but Sima Yi is also looking forward to it... He holds on to the last hope, hoping that she can stop him, even if she is just willing to see him, what happened in the past is something he

Just turn over and they start over.

But, in the end, he was still desperate. She was so heartless that she would not look back and would not give him a chance.

No matter what he did, she didn't care anymore.

Sima Yi was heartbroken, but he could only drive himself crazy.

…

The door of the small Buddhist hall of Qionghua Palace was opened again. Zhen Shan turned her eyes and against the light, a familiar figure came into her eyes. Her fingertips paused slightly.

"You're here."

Her expression was very gentle, without the anger when she first woke up, nor the coldness and ruthlessness when she rejected him. A faint smile appeared on her pale and beautiful face, just like the one she had in Shoukang Palace. Every time he went back after finishing his work outside,

I always get such a gentle smile from her.

However, in the past, his heart was filled with warmth and affection, but now, the love remains the same, but only bitterness and pain remain in his heart.

Sima Yi's hands in his sleeves trembled slightly, he lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes, and walked to her calmly.

Zhen Shan looked at him and said in her elegant and soft voice with a hint of sigh, "You have lost weight."

Sima Yi asked calmly: "Do you care?"

Zhen Shan's long eyelashes trembled, "The body is your own."

Sima Yi said coldly: "So it has nothing to do with you no matter how much I ruin it."

Zhen Shan was silent, did not speak again, and turned around to play with the flowers and plants on the table.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was his breathing and the sound of the chains on her hands hitting.

Sima Yi's face became paler and paler, and her calmness and indifference made his throat full of fishy sweetness.

In the end... what should he do?

"elder sister."

The young king's voice was no longer cold, it was extremely bitter and desolate.

Zhen Shan paused while squeezing the flower branch.

"Can you really give me no hope at all?"

Zhen Shan pinched off the flower on her hand, and the thorns on it pierced her fingers, connecting her fingers to their hearts, but she could not feel any pain, constantly reminding her of the fact that she was no longer human.

"Ayi, I have promised you many things, but I can never promise you this."

A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Sima Yi's lips, letting the coldness of despair penetrate into his heart, annihilating all his warmth and light.

His efforts and struggles turned into a joke in the end.

There was a dead silence in the Buddhist hall, no one spoke anymore.

Gradually, the room became dark, and the figures of the two people were blurred.

He slowly leaned down, and with a click, the iron chains that bound her were untied.

Zhen Shan froze, but remained silent.

Darkness covered the expression on Sima Yi's face. His voice was very gentle, full of nostalgia and sadness, "I'm leaving, you... take care of yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and strode out without stopping or looking back.

When his figure disappeared at the door of the Buddhist hall, Zhen Shan slowly turned his head and a tear fell from his eyes.

…

The next day, the emperor ordered his troops and personally led the army to go to war.

There is a moon-watching tower in Qionghua Palace. It is said that Emperor Xia Ming built it for her because she liked to watch the moon and drink.

However, no one knows that Zhen Shan has never been here, and she has never been the one who likes to watch the moon, drink and have fun.

Today was the first time she climbed onto the Moon-Wang Tower, which was reviled by countless people.

Zhen Shan stood on the top of the building, looking in the direction of Xuanwu Gate, where the armored banners and the powerful roars of the soldiers echoed throughout the palace.

She seemed to still be able to hear his cold voice shouting "Let's go!"

Zhen Shan lowered her eyes, not knowing why she was still standing here. She turned around and walked away.

Little did he know that the moment she turned around, he looked over here, and finally, he left sadly.

Passing by the peach garden in front of the small Buddhist hall, looking at the field still full of vegetables, she could still see the thin figure wearing a coarse linen shirt, tending the vegetable field with his sleeves rolled up.

"girl."

Zhen Shan turned around and saw Concubine Huigui again. She still saluted her with a gentle smile.

"Why are you here?"

"Your Majesty has previously ordered me to take you somewhere after he leaves."

Zhen Shan's eyes flashed slightly, and he nodded slowly, "Let's go."

"please."

Concubine Hui Gui brought Zhen Shan to the violence room. Eunuch Liu was already waiting there, "Concubine Hui Gui, you are here."

"Well, please open the door publicly."

"yes."

Concubine Huigui glanced at Zhen Shan and walked in.

As soon as Zhen Shan stepped into the violent room, the strong smell of blood made her frown slightly, but she didn't ask and followed Concubine Huigui inside.

"This is?"
Chapter completed!