This time Murong Jinghong tore off the seal and let the wine from four directions gather in front of him to form a mirror. He touched the slightly cool mirror surface, squinted his eyes slightly, and saw a young, handsome, and prosperous face.

He fainted slowly when his hand touched it

The water mirror made of wine cracked instantly, and the wine spread all over Murong Jinghong. The cool liquid passed through the brocade robe and chilled the warm skin. Murong Jinghong arranged four jars of wine around him again, and drank while comforting himself.

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"Damn girl, I have no vision or appreciation. How am I old?"

Murong Jinghong burped from wine and said: "I have three thousand beauties in my harem, what kind of beauties are there? I don't care about a yellow-haired girl. After drinking these 88 jars of wine, all my memories of you must be cleared."

Why didn't he forget her as he thought after drinking strong alcohol? Why did that girl's smile linger in his mind like a ghost? Why did he have to be so brave? Want to save face so much? What a game, what boredom?

?Why don't you care? Only those who want to forget her through drinking know that ever since the snow on her face was cleared in the Yushan snow, and they saw her for the first time, that familiar feeling of déjà vu, that long-lost desire to cherish someone like a treasure

The feeling that told him that Fendai Sanqian was the only one his heart desired. She was the only one he had been looking for for a long time and wanted to cherish for the rest of his life.

So he never used "I" in front of her, he never used his status as an emperor to suppress her, but talked to her as an equal as a most ordinary man, and even laughed at himself as an uncle. Isn't this enough?

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Maybe he was wrong. The emperor should not be sentimental. The emperor can only live among thousands of flowers. The true nature of the emperor is to be ruthless and sentimental without a little fragrance. Forget her! The grass is green in the sky, why bother to cling to a weed?

He decided to forget, and he knew he should forget, so why did he still drink strong alcohol? He couldn't stop no matter what?

Ruoxue followed the maids beside the Queen Mother towards Chongyue Tower. She was wondering whether the Queen Mother summoned her to persuade her to continue learning court etiquette? Or to ask her to participate in the Concubine Concubine Competition? How should she refuse the kind Queen Mother?

"Xue'er, come here and sit!"

As soon as Ruoxue walked into the inner room of the Queen Mother's palace, the Queen Mother half sat up and asked Ruoxue to sit beside her bed.

Ever since Ruoxue started learning court etiquette from the Queen Mother, the Queen Mother called her Xue'er.
Chapter completed!