May you be prosperous for half a lifetime

On the day Empress Ming Jing passed away, there was a heavy snowfall, which seemed to cover up all the dirt in the world.

It was indeed snowing that day, and he hugged her like a fragile treasure, hearing her weak breath, feeling her body gradually getting cold, "Ahu..." When she called those two words, , all kinds of tenderness, all kinds of lovesickness are contained in it.

Her pupils gradually lost their former style, but she kept staring at Yu Wenhu, her lips became paler and paler, "When she grows up, tell her that her mother is the stupidest woman in the world." ..."

He didn't want to see the kid at all, not at all.

Her voice murmured Yinong, "Dugu Tianxia." It was as if she was whispering love in a boudoir, but she suddenly laughed, and she didn't know who she was laughing at.

All thoughts stopped at that moment.

She looked at Yu Wenhu, and kept watching, as if she wanted to keep this appearance firmly in her heart, and don't forget it when she passed the river of forgetfulness.

Otsuka Zaiyu Wenhu, who had power all over the world, fell ill that day...

Until another woman appeared.

That person was an orphan girl with no name, but everyone called her Qu Yique, and because she sang beautifully, she was sent to Otsuka Zaifu.

Everyone said that Qu Yique was a rare beauty in the world, otherwise, how could he fall into Yu Wenhu's eyes.

Jia Luo met her that day.

The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the grass grows and the warblers fly.

It was indeed a very comfortable day, with half of the willow leaves flying, Yu Wenhu suddenly saw the woman standing by the lake, with a light veil covering her face, only those clear eyes remained, as if only for a moment, but he had already thought of the past. thing.

"Qu Yique..." The woman slowly raised her head, her eyes reflected his slightly blurred face, as if he was looking at someone else through herself... The woman smiled softly, then lowered herself in fear head to go.

He walked forward slowly, just took two steps, the ring around his waist was lightly swayed, and the afterglow of the sun fell on his side, condescendingly, he opened his lips lightly and said, "You seem to be very afraid of me?"

She pursed her lips, took a deep breath, raised her head again, and looked at the bloodthirsty Zai Otsuka in front of her, "Don't be afraid." His face was terribly pale, but after looking at it for a long time, she felt that Zai Otsuka was quite He has a somewhat handsome appearance, which conceals the heroic spirit in his brows.

No one expected that this woman would reach the sky in one step...

That face was very familiar, Jia Luo knew who it was, and knew even more... There are many people who want to protect Yuwen to death, and the one who can really kill him in this world is gone, so he found someone with the same complexion. of.

But no matter how similar she was, she was no longer her elder sister.

In those few days, everyone called her "Qu Meiren", but at night, the man named Yu Wenhu just sat on the cold ground, leaning against the frame of the wicker chair, always looking at her, with the corners of his lips twitching. Ruowu smiled slightly, but the appearance reflected in the candlelight was as beautiful as it could be.

"Otsuka Zai..." After watching for a long time, I felt that the smile was extremely bitter, and there was a bit of desolation that couldn't be resolved, "Are you unhappy?"

Yu Wenhu was stunned for a long time because of this sentence, and for some reason, only the silver bell-like laughter echoed in his ears, as if it was still ringing in his ears over and over again, "Ahu, are you unhappy? "

His body was trembling badly, and it was still a bit chilly in the early spring night. He stared at Qu Yique, at this person who was so close but could no longer be touched...

He seemed to be drunk, and seemed to... remember the past.

Her hair is like a waterfall, hanging lightly on her shoulders, leaning on the bed is a beautiful style, the moonlight is shining in that cold palace, she raised her head slightly, just in time to see the man in front of the window, her black eyebrows He frowned slightly, but recovered the moment the man turned his eyes.

He slowly stretched out his hand, just in time to touch the woman's hair on the sideburns. The Bu Yao on top was still trembling, reflecting the original light of the deep sea pearl. With a smile on his lips, he leaned over, and his cold thin lips were imprinted on the On the woman's cheeks, the scent of rouge was strong, and sometimes even covered up the rosewood fragrance on his body.

He was very close to her, so close that he could smell the fragrance of her hair, and the breath was disorderly in his ears.

"Prajna..." The two most pleasant words in the world came out of his thin lips.

He kept looking at that Qu Meiren, took two steps forward, strangled her chin tightly, forced her to look up, just stared at each other like this, after an unknown amount of time, his expression suddenly relaxed...

"Who ordered you to come?" His words were cold and terrifying.

In front of the Linghua mirror, Qu Yique looked at his own face, stretched out his hand to brush his temples, his black eyebrows were slightly dyed, Yu Wenhu stretched out his hand to her throat, her face was the only one in the dark pupils, "I won't kill you ..." He let go of his hand in vain.

She couldn't stop coughing, she just felt that the person in front of her was extremely scary, she couldn't think of anything else, she just wanted to escape from this place.

But he looked at his hand, the hand that was holding his throat just now, as if he had touched something dirty, and carefully wiped off the breath on it, "I will let you live well, forever..." He chuckled Talking, as if talking about something interesting.

Later, it was rumored that that Qu Meiren disappeared into this world out of thin air.

But some people said that she often sang in the Otsuka Zafu.

But only Dugu Jialuo knew that Yuwenhu was still the same Yuwenhu.