Flower Thousand Bone Continuation: White Snow Canggang

Hua Qiangu casually threw away the "Historical Records of Huarong" in her hand, her worries were gone, but her loneliness remained.

A long sigh is sorrow.

Five years have passed since the war that year.

There was a sound of light footsteps behind her, Hua Qiangu smiled and turned around to look at the phoenix robe that symbolized imperial power, Huang Zijin went up to her, stretched out trembling hands to caress Hua Qiangu's white hair, feeling distressed and It's a sigh.

Huang Zijin pursed her lips slightly, "Zanmu'er, I will ask you again now, do you—do you regret it?"

Hua Qiangu stretched out her hand to caress the two ugly scars and the deep wrinkles on her face, "Zijin, I don't regret it, I never regret it."

"I gave up my years in exchange for the safety of the whole country of Ruifu, it's worth it."

"I paid for my looks in exchange for Bai Zihua not to pester me anymore, it's worth it."

"How much I lost and how much I gained, I know everything, and I have never regretted it."

The knife marks that she drew with her own hands almost ruined her entire face. It was hideous, distorted, and ugly. The sacrifice of her years cost her 20 years of youth, but she still had decades to live.

Hua Qiangu whispered softly: "Zijin, do you know that Mrs. Zanmu died of old age alone, and I will die of old age alone in this life. When I was young, I was as famous as Mrs. Zanmu, and I am also the same name after death. I am Huajing Princess Huaqian Bone's reputation will last forever, how can I regret it?"

Huang Zijin stretched out her arms and hugged Hua Qiangu tightly, and finally, the stubborn empress who shouldered the responsibility of the two countries, cried bitterly.

Who will regret the white head and pale face?The country and the city will never return.

Immortal world, Changliu Mountain.

Changliu has been repaired, Bai Zihua silently looks at the scroll in his hand, the woman in the painting is holding a rotten wood in her hair, wearing a green hairpin, smiling Anran—Ms.

Bai Zihua's eyes seemed to soften a little.

You Ruo bent down and said respectfully to Bai Zihua: "Your Majesty, Yuesi has voluntarily gone to Jingyi Peak to contemplate her past, and will never leave Jingyi Peak again."

Without raising his head, Bai Zihua gave a faint acknowledgment and still focused on the scroll.

Hairpin wood, Qingjun, Wushou, Huajing.

small bone...

The Imperial Palace of Mo Ming Kingdom.

An old man sang a ballad loudly and entered the palace from the palace wall without any hesitation, the patterns on his hands were lifelike.

Standing under the palace wall, the Qianguang Huang Muke in a royal robe looked at the old man, suddenly sneered, and said sarcastically: "Master, you wrote me five years ago asking me to withdraw, and you told me, the relationship between you and Zan Muer For all transactions, you said that you would come back as soon as possible to settle this matter with me, but unexpectedly, you kept me waiting for five years!" The old man shook his head indifferently, "I never wanted to settle this matter, That Princess Huajing is willing to give me [-] years of time, and only asks Mo Ming to withdraw from the army, that is her voluntary, no one can save her."

Mu Ke's eyes were shining with a gloomy color, and he finally knew why Zan Mu'er covered her blue hair in the city that year. I'm afraid that at that time, she would already have white hair, covering everything she had given, and covering herself up. The best side is shown in front of everyone, that magnificent woman is enough to be as famous as the infatuated beauty Mrs. Zanmu!

The princess of Huajing, Huaruiguo, smiles lightly and has black hair with a green phoenix hairpin. Who knows the pain behind her back, but only leaves the beauty and fragrance in the world.

Mu Ke closed his eyes, looked at the world with a glance, turned his head to see Hua Mantian again, and shed no tears, and made up his mind after another five years.Sighing, I don't know how the Princess Huajing who I once loved is doing well now?

"Has Shaohua not paid her back yet?" Mu Ke asked.

"No way, the old man only knows how to collect my reward after the transaction is completed, but he doesn't know how to return the reward after the transaction."

It doesn't matter, if you want the Rui family to live in Huarong, then I will help you again, so that the former Three Kingdoms will become the real strongest country in the world. In this way, will you feel relieved?

"Historical Records of Huarong" records: In the sixth year of Huarong, Emperor Mo Mingqianguang and Empress Huarong got married on the ninth day of April. Mo Mingqianguang gave up his power and wandered the world alone.

Love lock stone leisurely under the peach tree, a man in black looked at the woman with white hair wearing a bamboo hat who seemed to be sleeping on the tree, and smiled lightly like spring flowers and autumn moon, it was a familiar yet unfamiliar smile.

Smiling like jade and desolate.

Dongfang Yuqing?

No.

That is Mu Ke, the once ambitious Emperor Qianguang, but now he is devoted to mountains and rivers, travels in the world of mortals, sees the wanderings of the world, explores the prosperity of the three thousand, he is no longer the prajna god of death in a yellow robe sitting on the dragon chair Emperor Qianguang, he is Mu Ke who loves mountains and rivers, freedom and leisure, and he entrusts the country to Huang Zijin, and doesn't care about these trivial matters.

The shallow Muke is never light.

Zanmu'er, you know, I hurt you once, but I paid more to compensate you.For example, country, for example, power, and for example, affection.

Mu Ke walks out of the love lock stone and walks into the world of mortals.

Love lock stone, love lock stone, whether you can lock love or not.

Zanmuer, Zanmuer, is still alluring even if it is destroyed.

The person sleeping soundly on the tree slowly opened his eyes and looked at the back of the man in black leaving. Tears welled up in his eyes, and the corners of his eyes became moist.

The first man I, Zanmuer, fell in love with in this world was none other than you.

She held the green phoenix hairpin in her hand, and the once soft voice in the green phoenix hairpin never sounded again, as if she wanted to sleep forever and never wake up again.

The breeze blows, the silver bell laughs, Yiren cries, tears are like rain, never stop, lovesickness, not lovesickness, believe in the past life, wish the future life can be well, drunk with red makeup, white hair, no beauty, but still beauty, Bit by bit of cold, bit by bit.

That may be the fate of the previous life, the fate of the future life, but in this life, we have met, and we are sad and lovesick, but can we never love each other again?

In the prosperous and troubled times, love is something that the royal people can't ask for after all. There are too many gaps between us because of power.

Maybe I married you for other reasons, but you are indeed the person I love the most in this life, remembering bitterness and thinking about sweetness, it seems that the ambergris on the man's body will remain under the tree, it lingers for a long time, but gradually fades away Go, that intoxicating light fragrance.

If life is just like the first time you see it, if you don't remember the kindness and resentment in the world, can we be together?

But I don't have the luxury of doing it all over again.

Meet by fate, get together without fate, end of the world, I hope to remember each other.If you are lucky enough to know each other, but if you are not fortunate enough to stay with each other, the blue sea and the bright moon will last forever.

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In the tenth year of Huarong, Chongzhen was destroyed and the world was ruled.