I've fucked up all the bosses

A court lady held a copper basin and pushed open the glazed door. It was dawn at this time, but no one dared to open the thick curtain covering the glazed window.

The maid was holding the copper basin, and gently placed the copper basin beside the bronze mirror. Her hands trembled faintly. The trembling was very subtle, and it was hard to see it under the cover of her sleeves.

The rich aroma rises from the incense cauldron and hovers in the air.

In the lingering incense mist, the court lady saw a man sitting in front of the bronze mirror, wearing a white silk dress, with black hair hanging behind his head like a waterfall, and combing his long hair with a jade comb in his hand.

He was wearing heavy shackles, his white and somewhat transparent wrists were locked by shackles, his palms were slender like jade, and his fingertips were as beautiful as pruned flower branches.

The palace maid looked at these hands, and her body trembled even more, because those hands had no blood, they were as pale as paper, completely different from the flesh and blood of living people with vitality.

The copper basin was placed on the sandalwood platform, and the person in front of the bronze mirror slowly turned his face.

Black is extremely black, white is extremely white, there is only a faint flush at the end of his eyes, the moment he looked over, it seemed that there was only indistinguishable black and white left in the world, only the peach blossom color at the end of his eyes was eye-catching. Thrilling.

Hua Chao looked at the slightly trembling maid, smiled amiably, and said warmly: "Just put the copper basin there, and you don't have to go up to wait on it."

The palace lady hastily responded, and stepped back very quickly.

Hua Chao wet the handkerchief in the copper basin, wiped his face lightly, and looked up at the bronze mirror again.

The ancient bronze mirror can't see the complexion of a person. Hua Chao stretched out his palm and looked down at the bloodless palm. The reddish joints and joints in the past have faded and turned into a lifeless white. The blood vessels under his body were blue and gray, and even his fingernails were pale white.

Hua Chao looked at the palm silently, and couldn't help but sighed heavily in his heart.

He looked at the windows that were tightly blocked by heavy curtains, and his eyes stopped on the glazed standing lamps placed in the hall. The candles in this hall were brilliantly lit and extravagant, but the sun was not visible.

Hua Chao stood up from the wooden bench, he stood up holding the shackles, looked down at the copper basin, the water surface of the copper basin had calmed down, and his face was reflected on the water.

Hua Chao only glanced at it and then looked away.

He is still very good-looking now, that kind of weird and frightening good-looking, and the more he looks at it, the chillier he gets.

No wonder the little maid just now was shaking.

Hua Chao tied up his hair with a headband and combed it into a high ponytail. Holding the chain and taking off his shoes, he sat on the couch and slowly read a comic book.

After reading half of the book, the Liuli door was pushed open, and Ji Zhanxi strode towards him in a black court dress with a bouquet of peach blossoms in his arms.

The hem embroidered with money was like a wave trimmed with gold. Hua Chao looked at it amusedly, and joked: "The emperor's steps are riding the wind and waves. As soon as you come in, I can hear the wind blowing from the hem."

Ji Zhanxi handed the bunch of peach blossoms in his arms to Hua Chao, "I picked them when I passed by the Imperial Garden."

Each of the few peach blossoms he picked is very beautiful, the flowers are not sparse or dense, and each branch reveals an elegant artistic conception.

Hua Chao knew a little about flower arrangement, and knew that such beautiful flower branches must have been picked for a long time before they were broken off, but people like Ji Zhanxi never said unnecessary words, and they would never ask for credit from their lovers like young couples in love.

When he loves someone, he is very restrained, and people who are not careful can't even detect his intentions.

Hua Chao smiled, took the bunch of flower branches and said happily: "This flower branch is really beautiful, but it's a pity that the peach blossoms don't last long, and after the splendor, they wither."

Ji Zhanxi said: "Why do you need to say such sad words, the seasons of the year, the cycle of reincarnation, each flower has its flowering period, withering this year, blooming again next year, just like the rise and fall of a clan, the change of dynasties, it is nothing more than a normal thing gone."

Hua Chao lightly sniffed the flower branches, and said with a smile: "Since the emperor sees it so clearly, he must understand that human life and death are nothing but normal things."

Ji Zhanxi looked slightly stagnant, Hua Chao took his hand, and placed her palm on Ji Zhanxi's burning palm.

Hua Chao said softly: "The emperor is the master of the world, but even the emperor can't do things. You can't let a tree of peach blossoms never wither, and you can't keep someone you can never keep."

Ji Zhanxi smiled, but his smile didn't reach his eyes. Although he was smiling, there was a deep sadness on his face.

He held Hua Chao's hand, and there was a thrilling madness in the depths of his eyes: "Whether you can keep it or not, you have to try it to know."

Hua Chao sighed softly, and stopped arguing with him for nothing.

Forget it, what if we go crazy with him?

Taste this love that you will never get in the real world, even if it turns into froth one day, your heart will be happy.

He once let the target of the attack taste the taste of betrayal, and he once failed his affection time and time again in order to resurrect. If he could have a hearty love with him in the last time, in this case, the time of more than 400 years is not counted. Live in vain.

After all, he once longed for love so much, and now he has it.

Hua Chao hugged the flower branch, walked lightly to the small window, took a white ice porcelain long-necked bottle filled with water, and inserted the flower branch into it seriously.

Ji Zhanxi stood aside and watched him quietly, his eyes were melancholy and deep, like a wilderness covered with frost and snow under the cold white moonlight.

"Actually, I have been very lonely," Ji Zhanxi said suddenly, Hua Chao turned around from the small window, looked at him tenderly while holding the white porcelain vase with peach blossoms in it, and listened to him quietly.

Although Hua Chao was described as terrifying at this time, in Ji Zhanxi's eyes, he still looked as good as a painting.

His eyes softened, and so did his voice: "I have always felt that this imperial palace is a huge cage, and the people inside are all wild puppets, and I am a lonely bird, perched on the highest branch. It is a kind of loneliness that is everywhere, even in the dog days, it will make people feel cold, but one day you come."

Ji Zhanxi had a smile on his cheeks: "It's as if everything came alive at a glance, and the muddy world suddenly became black and white, and added color little by little. Every time I get closer to you, I feel this The colors in the world became more vivid, so I flew down from the high branches, and I no longer feel lonely.”

Beside Xiaoxuan's window, Hua Chao hugged the porcelain vase and smiled at him.

The imperial decree came too suddenly, before the ministers in the court could react, the Ninth Five-Year Lord sitting on the throne said firmly: "My intention has been decided, there is no need to discuss this matter again."

The ministers in the court immediately became a mess and knelt outside the door of the imperial study one after another, begging the emperor to withdraw his order and stop doing anything that would harm the country.

Ji Zhanxi is the emperor with absolute power, he only left a noble and proud back, after choosing Huang Daoji, who is suitable for marriage, he ordered people to prepare for the empress ceremony with all their strength.

"The Empress Seal Ceremony? This sounds troublesome."

Hua Chao wasn't too surprised when he found out, leaning against Ji Zhanxi's arms and complaining.

Ji Zhanxi lowered her head and kissed his lips, and said in a low voice, "I used to be the demon concubine who harmed the country, but now I will be the demon queen who harmed the country."

The Royal Embroidery Workshop of the Imperial Palace rushed to work overnight, and within half a month, they finally produced the phoenix robe to be worn at the Queen's Grand Ceremony.

A row of maids tremblingly put the embroidered phoenix robes in front of Hua Chao, all lowered their heads, and even gasped very quietly.

As the days passed, Hua Chao's appearance became more and more different from ordinary people. He was like a erotic ghost who ran out of a storybook, wearing strange and heavy black shackles, in the Liuli Palace where the sun was only lit and the lights were on. Here, there is a gloomy ghostly aura all over his body.

Hua Chao glanced at Feng Pao, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's not a women's dress, I thought it was going to be a woman's dress."

Ji Zhanxi was stunned: "Why do you think so?"

Hua Chao rubbed his nose and said embarrassingly, "Because I used to be female queens, I've never heard of male queens."

Ji Zhanxi hugged him: "That's it now."

The Queen's Closure Ceremony was held at night, Hua Chao sat in front of the bronze mirror and applied makeup, and spread a thin layer of rouge with his hands on his bloodless cheeks and lips.

The gloomy ghostly aura on her body didn't decrease but increased after applying the rouge. She became more and more like a glamorous male ghost.

On this day, the Apocalypse Palace was brightly lit, just like daytime. Hua Chao wore a phoenix robe and a man's hair crown with auspicious dragon and phoenix on his head. He dragged heavy shackles and boarded the queen's phoenix seat.

He is not only the first male empress in history, but also the first empress to complete the conferring ceremony wearing shackles, which is unprecedented.

The curtains and window screens of the Liuli Palace were all reddish, illuminated by the palace lanterns in the palace, and finally there was a little bit of happiness besides the eerie.

Hua Chao was sitting in a big red tent, covered with a red quilt embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, sprinkled with longan, red dates and other messy things.

Hua Chao picked up a longan: "Longan and red dates, isn't this the birth of a precious child?"

Ji Zhanxi shook his head and smiled and said, "Don't even think about giving birth to a precious son early. If you can, according to the number of times I favor you, we should have given birth to seventy or eighty."

Hua Chao threw himself into his arms with a smile, and kissed Ji Zhanxi on the face suddenly, leaving a conspicuous lipstick mark.

He looked at the lipstick mark and couldn't help laughing.

Ji Zhanxi bowed his head and kissed her, taking a mouthful of rouge.

"How much rouge did you put on?"

"I got married for the first time, and I was happy, so I painted more..."

In the third month after Hua Chao became the empress, the shackles on his wrists and ankles suddenly broke from the middle.

Under the dim candlelight, Ji Zhanxi was sleeping soundly beside him, Hua Chao stretched out his hand to touch his face, and saw a corpse spot that suddenly appeared on the back of his hand.

He's about to start rotting.

Hua Chao didn't want Ji Zhanxi to see himself decayed and disappeared with his own eyes. He hoped that in Ji Zhanxi's heart, he would always be good-looking, and he would miss him when he thought of it.

Hua Chao got out of bed lightly, he pushed open the glazed door, raised the thick vermilion curtain, and gently pushed open the window.

A cool wind blows over Huachao's face, mixed with the smell of green grass and flowers, the sky is a beautiful dark blue, and a ray of sunshine has appeared in the distance.

A ray of morning light shone on Hua Chao's body, and Hua Chao didn't even feel pain. The body that had been dead for many days had turned into fly ash, and floated faintly out of the window.

The gardenias outside the window were just in bloom, just like when I first met Ji Zhanxi, he stood under the gardenia tree, squinted his eyes slightly, and smiled at him.

The author has something to say: This world is over, and there is another episode, please don’t be sad, the road ahead is bright, and it will eventually be HE’s~

感谢在2020-05-0415:02:51~2020-05-0518:48:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 piece of warm wind and drunkenness;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：江停身上攻47瓶；丹青百歲30瓶；阿南、水果蛋糕10瓶；君戏九5瓶；三木3瓶；水月娆、嗯嗯嗯2瓶；君邪、过滤体、涯侺、南夏有风、蝶梦、悠悠1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!