A gilded incense burner with auspicious beasts in curled ears quietly emitted smoke that curled continuously. The white jade pillars were carved with patterns of flying dragons and auspicious clouds. A six-foot-wide dragon bed was hung with a shark silk curtain, and two figures were entangled inside.
If Bai Qiuchen were here, he would definitely feel that the people inside were very familiar.
A month ago, Zhao Qingxue was found downstream of the Forget-Your-Troubles River, but she had lost her memory and could not remember anything. She was very dependent on the first person she saw when she opened her eyes.
He told her politely and gently that his name was Dongfang Huaijin.
Dongfang Huaijin was afraid that she would be upset again, so he brought her back to the palace and took good care of her.
On the way, the "Endless Life" poison broke out once, and Dongfang Huaijin cured her of the poison. Since then, Zhao Qingxue has become more dependent on her.
"Your Majesty, what kind of person was I before?" Zhao Qingxue rested her head on the man's arm, her small hands restlessly circling his chest.
The man grabbed her arm, turned around and pressed her down, biting her neck. Zhao Qingxue couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"Call me Ajin."
Let's chant after me: prosperity, democracy, civilization, and harmony, and build a modern socialist country.
The clouds and fog have dispersed, and the sudden rain has stopped.
Zhao Qingxue panted and hugged Dongfang Huaijin: "Is my past some taboo that cannot be mentioned?" She pouted her red lips and said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me?"
Dongfang Huaijin smoothed her scattered hair behind her ears, his expression struggling. He was afraid of losing her, but also afraid that she would become depressed again.
But she has the right to know her past.
"If you really want to know, I'll tell you."
He told everything he knew.
Zhao Qingxue started to cry as she listened, and her bright peach blossom eyes were covered with a layer of mist.
"You said I was married before and loved a young man?"
"...Yes." Dongfang Huaijin held her hand tightly: "Did you remember?"
"Wu——" Zhao Qingxue cried even harder, her radiant peach blossom eyes misted with tears, "How can I be worthy of you when I'm like this?"
She was beautiful even when she cried. Dongfang Huaijin loved the way she cried. He leaned forward with his thin lips and kissed away her tears. His voice was low and a little funny, but also a little distressed.
He was afraid that she would not want him, but she was afraid that he would dislike her.
"I don't dislike you, but you dislike yourself."
Her eyes were blurred with tears, and she asked cautiously: "You really don't dislike me?"
She thought: How could he not despise her? He was the emperor, he had every woman he wanted, but she was the one.
"I only regret that I didn't meet you earlier." He felt sorry for the suffering she had endured. Those men were still looking for her all over the world. Who would have thought that she was in the palace.
Dongfang Huaijin felt secretly happy. The treasure you found is now mine.
"Ajin."
"Hmm?" Dongfang Huaijin looked at her.
"I love you so much!"
Something seemed to explode in Dongfang Huaijin's mind, and a hot and swollen emotion filled his chest. He said hotly: "Actually, I have a secret I want to tell you..."
The sound of even breathing was heard, and Dongfang Huaijin laughed silently. He gently tucked the corner of the quilt for her and fell asleep holding her.
Dongfang Huaijin loved her and never confined her to the palace. She could freely enter and exit every corner of the palace, including the Golden Palace and the Imperial Study.
He would take Zhao Qingxue to participate in any interesting activities in the capital and generously tell the whole world about his preference for her.
Zhao Qingxue was the talk of the town at the moment and declined several invitations to parties because she was getting married. It was her first marriage in her life and, if nothing unexpected happened, it would also be her last.
She didn't have to worry about what to wear. What she needed to be familiar with were the movements and etiquette, such as what movements to perform when singing the rituals, which direction to face, and even how to stand when climbing up the city wall. There were all certain rules.
Dongfang Huaijin saw that she was so tired and told her to do whatever she wanted, but Zhao Qingxue was unwilling. He had chosen her against all odds, so how could she let him embarrass himself in front of thousands of his subjects?
The ministers had raised questions about the matter of establishing a queen, but the questions were useless. Dongfang Huaijin was the emperor, and his status as a minister meant that they could only advise and not force, otherwise they would be committing treason.
On April 28, the third year of Yongfeng, the emperor and empress got married.
As the first wedding of an emperor and empress in the history of the Yong Dynasty (previous emperors got married before they ascended the throne, and only conferred titles after they ascended the throne), the ceremony was very grand and complicated.
Zhao Qingxue held Dongfang Huaijin's hand and stood at the highest point to accept the people's worship. Occasionally, she glanced at a place and was stunned. She seemed to have seen those people before.
Dongfang Huaijin followed her gaze, tightened his grip on Zhao Qingxue's hand, then naturally relaxed a little, and nodded slightly to Lan Che, Bai Qiuchen, Tang Jingyao, and Pei Yu below.
Just like old friends.
Pei Yu did not die after being hit by a hairpin from Zhao Qingxue. He fell from a high place and landed on the back of the eagle he had raised since childhood. The eagle brought him back to the Shadow Tower, and it was his loyal and kind subordinates who pulled him back from the hands of death.
Tang Jingyao was locked up by Li Mei after the wedding farce. The antidote made by Tu Lao saved all the martial artists who were still alive. Finally, Tang Jingyao passed out from hunger strike, and Li Mei let him out of the room.
Tang Shangyun told him that Zhao Qingxue had jumped into the river and died.
He just felt like the sky was falling.
He didn't even go back to Yujian Villa, but stayed in a small boat on the Wangyou River all day, drifting aimlessly.
"Oh, heartless river, how can you bear to swallow my love!"
"Stop arguing!"
Tang Jingyao saw Lan Che who looked like a wild man.
After Zhao Qingxue disappeared, Lan Che used the small house in the valley as a temporary residence. He firmly believed that she was not dead, and as long as he kept looking, he would definitely find her.
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