Destiny in this life: Sisterly love is deep and dreams are sweet

"Yes!"

The emperor was not angry at the queen's indifference and continued: "Jingyi, we..."

"Your Majesty, I have been married to you for many years. Now that I am old and golden, I am not as good as the other young concubines. Your Majesty does not need to come to Weiyang Palace all the time."

The Holy Emperor finally knew how wrong he was and wanted to make up for it, but the Queen was no longer willing to give him a chance.

"Are you still blaming me?"

"I don't dare. As Your Majesty said, the children have already gotten married, and I have nothing to worry about."

"Jingyi, I know I was wrong, can you forgive me?"

The Queen has long since given up and is relieved. Over the years, she had sacrificed so much for him, but she could never get his sincere treatment.

Now that we are at this age, we are no longer obsessed with anything. Children are the most important thing.

"Your Majesty! I have never resented you. All this has passed. But Your Majesty, you must understand that I will not stay where you are and wait for Your Majesty to turn around. I am a queen and I have self-respect. I feel that I am doing this now. Okay. There is no need for Your Majesty to feel that you owe me anything. It’s all over!”

Seeing that the queen was so unconcerned, she looked relieved. It actually made the Holy One regret his mistake. He actually regretted what he had done.

But now, nothing can go back.

"You will never forgive me!"

"I am no longer the Jingyi I used to be, and your Majesty is no longer the prince you used to be. Neither I nor your Majesty can go back to what they were before, right?"

"This is all my fault."

They also had a good time, and it seemed that everything changed starting from the moment he ascended the throne.

"Now there is no point in worrying about who is right and who is wrong. Your Majesty, don't feel sorry for me. I really feel that it doesn't matter now."

"You don't care anymore."

"Yeah! I don't care about it a long time ago. Now that I'm this age and a grandmother, why do I still care about those things?"

The queen only regretted that she had woken up too late, letting herself hate it for so many years and still not being able to figure it out. Fortunately, it's not too late, and her life will only get better and better in the future, with children and grandchildren around her, enjoying the happiness of a family.

Crescent Palace

Princess Anle sat in front of the window, giggling non-stop. She never closed her mouth when she thought that she was about to marry Wang Yuebin.

Holding that rabbit lantern in my hand, I was giggling the whole time.

"Wang Yuebin, I am finally going to marry you."

"You have been waiting for this day for a long time!"

"Me too."

At this moment, Wang Yuebin was standing in his yard, also holding a rabbit lantern in his hand.

Looking at the bright moonlight, shining on the ground, guiding the road ahead, clearly visible.

"Princess, I am finally going to marry you."

"In this life, I want to be with you forever."

The moment when he received the imperial edict of marriage was the happiest moment in Wang Yuebin's life.

Xinwangfu

Lu Yanhua was still practicing swordplay in the yard at this time. She was even more diligent now, practicing in the morning and at night.

Murong Yu felt distressed watching her and stood aside to guide her movements.

Lu Yanhua lost her grip and the sword in her hand fell to the ground, almost hitting her foot.

"Alas! Failed again."

Murong Yu walked over and consoled him: "Take your time, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

"Do you think I just don't have talent? No matter how hard I try, I can't do it."

"Nonsense. Although your talent is not high, it is not very low either. You have been practicing for a long time. Don't be anxious."

Lu Yanhua is not in a hurry, but she feels that she has to practice a single movement for several days. This is indeed a lack of talent and a bit stupid.

"I think I may not be suitable for practicing martial arts."

Lu Yanhua came to the stone bench and sat down. Murong Yu picked up the sword and threw it to the guard beside him.

The guards retreated, leaving them alone.

Lu Yanhua was a little frustrated. If she continued like this, she wouldn't be able to learn it in ten years.

"Don't be sad. Let's take it slow. Maybe in a few days you will suddenly become enlightened and be able to learn on your own without a teacher."

Lu Yanhua knew that he was trying to comfort her, but she just felt a little disappointed in herself. Maybe it was the illusion she had given her by playing polo, throwing pots, and archery before, which made her mistakenly think that she was very talented and that practicing martial arts was not difficult. It must be very difficult. You can learn it quickly.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

"I overestimated myself."

"No, you're already great, really."

Lu Yanhua leaned on his shoulder and asked, "Am I really as good as you say?"

"Of course, in my heart you are the best. Let's not rush, learn slowly, and you will eventually learn."

"All right!"

"Don't be sad anymore."

"Ok!"

"It's getting late, let's go back to bed." Murong Yu picked her up and entered the bedroom.

"The Qiqiao Festival will be in a few days, let's go out and play!"

"Okay! I'll accompany you wherever you want to go."

"Ok!"

"Is it time to spend some time with me now?"