Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

Ling Chen's heartbeat seemed to be carrying too many things, and he couldn't hold it anymore, a brain overflowing from his lips: "Qingyun, Qingyun, it's really you, it's really you..." He watched intently Qingyun, calling her name, affectionately and enthusiastically.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, clear and light. At this moment, time is still, breathing is still, heartbeat is still, everything is still.

When we are young, we usually don't understand love, even though love is dead.

In these three lives and three lives, experienced human love.

Most of the time together is spent blaming each other, being jealous, jealous, sulking, making emotions, often forgetting that we should love each other tightly, hugging tightly, and kissing deeply.

It was only after separation that it was not easy to be together, and it was only after life and death that we understood that we cherish each other.

Confidantes are flicking their fingers at the old, and they are beautiful in an instant. In fact, if you really love each other, you should love each other deeply, and forget each other when you leave.

The clanging noises in the Wangshou Palace at this time, the emperor wants to make the Wangshou Palace the most beautiful and interesting palace in the harem.

All the stones, flowers and plants from different places were transported to the palace. Qing Yun also quarreled with Ling Chen fiercely because of this: "You are so fanatical, searching for the wonders of the world, do you want everyone to call me a disaster?"

Ling Chen just laughed, letting Qingyun push and shuffle.

"Qingyun, I just want to give you the best. Otherwise, what do you want this country to do? I want to make this Wangshou Palace what you said before on Qingyun Mountain."

Qingyun suddenly remembered what Aunt Meng had said, that Yuan Yu had to shoulder the heavy responsibility, and couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

"You remembered your past and present life, do you remember anything else?" Qing Yun asked.

"Don't remember, what else?" Ling Chen asked.

"No more," Qing Yun said quickly, since he doesn't know, let it be.

"In short, don't spend your energy on these messy things!" Qing Yun shouted.

Ling Chen hugged her: "I think this is the business." So he bullied himself up again, blocking Qing Yun's mouth.

The emperor now has all the haze on the court's face, handling problems more quickly, and even has a much better temper.

The ministers were a little puzzled. It seems that the emperor refused to accept the concubine several times for a reason. The harem has lost several concubines, but the emperor's complexion has improved a lot, and he thinks that the emperor's heirs have not been prosperous, is it the emperor?

Everyone was secretly afraid when they thought of this, and no minister ever raised the matter of the emperor's concubine.

Everyone is a man, and the emperor is not a god, everyone will be sick.

After Ling Chen retired from the court, he still returned to the Linhua Hall to wash and bathe Lan Ling, and then went directly to Shufang Palace for dinner and stayed in Shufang Palace.

Little Takako also changed his appearance, smiling every day, as if something good had happened in the palace.

Qingyun is taking Lixia and Xiaojing to make kimchi these days. Qingyun uses the latest Beiyi method to add fish sauce to the kimchi.

She likes to make meals, medicinal meals, large tonic soup, osmanthus wine, wine, all kinds.

Occasionally, Pearl and Yu Rong would go to the palace to accompany her to talk, and most of the time she was busy making various foods.

Many palaces in the harem were empty, and only two maids and servants were arranged to look at the yard.

Qingyun plans to plant vegetables, fruit trees, and medicinal materials in the vacant yard next year. This will save a lot of money.

Ling Chen agreed to all her suggestions.

"Qingyun, I have beaten this world, this harem is your world, set aside the positions of Concubine De and Concubine Jing. In other places, you can do whatever you want without telling me."

When the first snow in winter came, the last touch of red on Lan Ling's face faded away.

That day, Lixia cried to find Qingyun. Qingyun sent someone to find the emperor. She still didn't want to see Lan Ling lying on the bed, and didn't want to watch her leave the world like this.

Because it is indeed her. The woman who has endured too much for love has endured her two lives.

In fact, most people will slowly compromise in reality, they will learn well, they will be smooth, and they will protect themselves, but there are also people who will stick to it, even if they lose their blood.

Therefore, there are so many stories.

Ling Chen returned to Linhua Hall from the court hall, and saw that Lan Ling's snow-white skin suddenly lost his vitality, and his usual frowning eyebrows were now relaxed.

Ling Chen kept staring at her, remembering their beginning, their love-hate entanglement. He hugged her, scrubbed her for the last time, and put on her the softest brocade.

He held her tightly in his arms and kissed for a long time.

He finally trembled and took Qingyun Ling from Lan Ling, watching her breathless, her body gradually getting cold.

Ling Chen sat there, no sorrow or joy.

The wind is curling up, the water is full of flowers, and the corners of the flying eaves pavilion are ringing; still remember that when you looked back and smiled, you smiled allure passionate.

He whispered to Xiao Guizi: "Declare it."

Little Takako walked outside the door and sang loudly: "The queen is fucking!"

So the entire harem concubine and maidservant all knelt down, crying loudly.

Lan Ling really left.

The emperor gave her the most solemn funeral. Bury her in the tomb chosen by the emperor for him. He will live with her and die in the same cave.

During the three days of national funerals, some prisoners were pardoned and many maids were released from the palace.

This legendary woman slept for three years and finally passed away.

The emperor has become a beautiful talker because she hasn't been female for three years.

We all meet someone at some time in a certain year and month. The only person, no matter whether she will stay together for a lifetime, she will always be in our hearts.

When Lan Ling was buried, Qing Yun took the Qiushui Sword and Qing Yun Ling, which were Qing Yun's things. Lan Ling took away the Phantom and Moon Soul, which belonged to Lan Ling.

Qingyun also took Mo Ling. Mo Ling was neither Qingyun nor Lan Ling, and she would return it to Grandpa at the right time.

Qingyun did this to make a ritual of giving up. About the past, about the future.

Jiang Rui and Ling Shuang rushed back to Yuncheng, Ling Shuang cried all the way, crying for Lan Ling's fate, and crying for the misfortune of her brother.

Jiang Rui was riding on the horse, his mind was full of Lan Ling's voice and smile in Moshan. He had never thought that her life was so short.

Lan Ling's two uncles and cousin Chen Chao also rushed to the palace.

Qingyun received them.

Those people who learned the truth felt sad and weird from great compassion to great joy.

Jiang Rui looked at Qingyun. There was indeed Lan Ling's shadow on her body, but he always felt that it was not true. Even though Qingyun told a lot of stories they experienced together when they were young, he always felt that Lan Ling was Lan Ling and Qing Yun was Qing Yun.

He can slap Lan Ling on the head and pinch her nose at will, but facing Qingyun, he is very restrained, without any disrespect.

Ling Shuang was very happy. She would cry and laugh for a while, holding Qingyun and not letting go.

After the funeral, the uncles rushed back to Moshan, and they were anxious to tell their father Chen Youshui the news.

Qingyun stopped Chen Chao, she asked Chen Chao what she meant, and married Lixia to Chen Chao.

Lixia liked Chen Chao since she was a child, and Chen Chao did not marry his wife. He had a good impression of Lixia.

In the past three years, Lixia has been loyal to take care of her master, and the emperor has awarded her a lot of land and treasures, which is regarded as a dowry.

The emperor promoted the court lady Jixiang, who had personally washed the queen Lan Linghuan for the past three years, to the sixth rank female officer.