Mr. Xiang, don't be obedient!

I never put you in my eyes?

After hearing this, Feng Zishan had the illusion of immersing her heart in ice water, and a feeling of sadness welled up in her heart.

If I didn't put you in my eyes, I wouldn't look forward to it day and night, I only hope that you who are high above me will come to see me, and I won't secretly want to see your face, which only exists in others Feng Sichen in words, my mother emperor.Yes, because of this thought, I was almost killed by your third daughter.I thought my life was over, but I didn't expect you to appear out of the blue, grab my hand desperately, and rescue me from the abyss.

Obviously both of us are soaked, but why don't I feel cold, but warm instead?

How good would it be if, at that moment, I died in your arms?

You fulfilled my little wish and made me feel the warmth of my mother. If I die like this, I won’t have any regrets, right? !

You let go of your Ninth Five-Year Lord and jumped into the lotus pond to save me. The shock at that time was enough for me to let go of all my resentment.

Feng Sichen, you gave me everything, but you also took away everything from me, shouldn't I hate you? !

I have you in my eyes, I have always had you, but there are too many emotions mixed in, so much that I can't bear it at all.

So, I can't look at you.

I can only bear it passively, and then silently record this humiliation, remember the hatred at that time, and wait for the day when at the critical moment, I will not soften my heart or bear it.Otherwise, I think I'd be crazy.Vent the humiliation and hatred on your body, so what else is left for me?I'm not the one you miss, I'm just a stand-in, isn't it?How can a stand-in have feelings?No, absolutely not.

In your heart, what kind of existence am I?A puppet for your fun, right?In fact, there is no need to ask at all. The world only knows that I am the person you love the most, and that I am the heir to the Datong, but they don't know that you always have other plans.Your favorite daughter has always been only the third child.

"Feng Sichen, you will never understand."

It's rare that Feng Zishan didn't call 'Emperor Mother' but called the Empress's name, this outrageous act made the latter stunned for a moment.

Feng Zishan has always been very well-behaved, and seldom has any rebellious emotions.Even if I don't want to, I won't call my name.

But now, her words "you will never understand" made Feng Sichen's heart suffocate.

A sense of powerlessness, not knowing what to say, tugged at her heart.

"Hehe, this world belongs to me, I don't need to understand. As long as I know you, Feng Zishan belongs to me alone, that's enough!" That's right, this world belongs to her, it's important whether you understand it or not ?However, why are you still not reconciled? !He obviously has thousands of miles of land, but there is no one around him who can share it with him, and even the people who care about him resent him.

Feng Sichen, don't you feel sad? !

The empress smiled, and the smile was three parts sad and seven parts mocking, "Madam, I have always been like this."

Feng Zishan didn't say anything, just looked at Feng Sichen quietly, then turned around, and said indifferently: "Mother, the imperial tomb is coming soon, we should get ready."

Empress, has the supreme status.With boundless rivers and mountains, an exquisite country, and splendid power, she firmly holds them all in her hands.Resolute and decisive, moody, Feng Sichen has her arrogance, she would rather let the world down, than let the world down on me.Therefore, she has always been domineering and unambiguous.She doesn't need to understand, and she doesn't need to understand, as long as it's what she wants, it's hers.

There is no compromise in her life.

Whether it is love or hate, even if the other party is bruised and bruised, they will not compromise and tolerate.

Back then, when she killed the person she loved the most, she saw the blood splattered on the ground, bright red, like a peony blooming, engraved in her heart like a scroll.

The white clothes were infiltrated, and the concubine who had been unknown until now chose to walk with that person in the same broken way.

"Feng Sichen, I really sympathize with you. However, I still want to thank you. You brought her into my life and made me understand what it is like to love someone. I can't grow old with her, but, I can die in the same year, the same month, and the same day as her."

The woman who had always been indifferent and speechless said these words to herself for the first time in a rebellious mood, and then slowly fell on that person.

Only the hilt of the dagger and slowly melting blood were seen on the abdomen.

Feng Sichen just watched this scene coldly, even though he couldn't restrain the sadness in his heart, he didn't let his emotions flow out.

The overlapping of the two corpses made her feel for no reason that they actually won.

Although they died, they were the ones who lost.

Don't expect to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day.

Feng Sichen didn't understand, isn't death a terrible thing?Those people always beg themselves not to kill them, so humble, so small, like ants.But why did these two people make me feel so powerless?A heart is like a thousand knives and a thousand eddies, smelling the strong smell of blood in the air, Feng Sichen laughed out loud.

This world is hers, but in fact she holds nothing.

"Bury them together."

Feng Sichen closed his eyes, and what he recalled in his mind was the two people's gazes that were as deep as the sea, and their determination to go to hell together.

It is obvious that they betrayed themselves, but why do they have the illusion that they are the executioners?

Wish to be one-hearted, Baishou will not separate.

Is that so? !

If you can't live together, then you will meet after death.

In this way, I fulfill you.

Let you die together!

"If you want me to let go, unless it is death!"

Either you die or I die.

Feng Zishan silently listened to Feng Sichen's words, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the sadness in the empress' eyes, and her heart tugged for no reason.

That Feng Sichen, who had always been extremely arrogant, had never shown such an expression, it seemed to be a kind of indescribable sorrow.

His hand touched her face uncontrollably.

I don't know if Feng Sichen's face is too cold, or Feng Zishan's hands are too cold, the cold touch goes straight to the bottom of my heart.

Feng Sichen let Feng Zishan's hand caress his cheek, but the latter seemed to think of something, his hand paused for a moment, then he withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes and said: "The imperial mausoleum is coming soon, and my son is combing for the mother. "

Because of the unscrupulous relationship in the dragon chariot, Feng Sichen's hair has already loosened a few strands, if he went out like this, it would really be a bit imaginative.

Sitting on his knees, he took out a comb from a small cabinet beside him, then took off the hair ornament from Feng Sichen's hair, put down a head of black hair, and let it scatter in his palm.

The craftsmanship of Feng Zishan can be said to be forced by Feng Sichen, but at this moment, Her Royal Highness realized for the first time that when the wooden comb passed through the black hair in her palm, time and time again, it seemed that it was not only the green hair that was being combed. , and the apex of love.

Qingsi has no temperature, but love silk is hot.

Feeling Feng Zishan's gentle movements, Feng Sichen couldn't help closing his eyes and quietly enjoying this moment.

Abandon all negative emotions, all the tedious affairs of the world, and her arrogance.

For the first time, he said in a calm and extravagant way: "Are you willing to dress me for the rest of my life?"

It's 'you' and 'me', it has nothing to do with the empress and the empress, just two simple women.

Feng Zishan lowered her eyes, just staring at the blue hair in her palm, indifferent and speechless.

willing?unwilling?

She couldn't give an answer to this question, because even she herself didn't know what the answer was.

"I understand."

Feng Zishan's hand trembled, and a few broken black hairs were taken out of the wooden comb.

Understand what, probably only Feng Sichen and Feng Zishan know.

The green thread is easy to break, but the love thread is hard to break.

The author has something to say: Empress, love! !Ma'am, come on now~~~