The Empress Behind the Veil

The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 282 The Blazing Pain



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But after her black veil was removed, she could clearly feel the great change from the people around her. As a result, he also had to admit. In everyone's heart, appearance is far more important than anything.


No wonder, father once warned him that he should not let go of the black veil before actually meeting the man who loved him.


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Fortunately, Emperor Zhaolie .. had accepted it sincerely before revealing his true face. Otherwise, he might be accompanied by a black veil all his life.


“Empress ... what are you thinking?” Yan’er asked confusedly looking at Qin Ruojiu who was daydreaming by herself.


Qin Ruojiu shook her head slowly, smiling bitterly, “Nothing, just suddenly remembered something, a little sad.”


“Enjoy, are you not happy?”


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“No, just want to go for a walk!”


“Then I will call sister Lu’er!”


“No need, isn't he busy embroidery this back? Let him embroider, we just met him!”


“Alright! Oh yes, Empress, where do you want to go?”


“Baihua Park only!”


Suddenly I remembered, I haven't been there in a long time.


I remember the first time I met the man in white. The man in white, dressed in white with a touch of loneliness, and melancholy, played music with her silently.


The sound of his flute always carried a trace of sadness, as if it wanted to release all the sadness in his heart.


Thinking of this, Qin Ruojiu's heart suffocated indistinctly, there was mist in his eyes. He had imagined several times, if he could meet her first, would he fall in love with her as well, himself and she would how? If the emperor was not Emperor Zhaolie but him, what would his life be like?


In the blink of an eye, having arrived at Baihua Garden, the flowers in the garden were still blooming red and bright. Unfortunately, the people around me have changed a lot.


He sighed and frowned.


“Whatever why? Are you uncomfortable?”


Qin Ruojiu shook her head calmly and said, “No.”


“But ...”


“Forget it, go home!”


Thinking of people there is always an unspeakable depression in the heart. Qin Ruojiu, who could not stay any longer, suddenly heard the sound of a flute in the distance as it turned around.


The thoughtful flute sound was like it pierced through the final defense in Qin Ruojiu's heart, the faint sound instantly penetrated into the softest part of his heart, like a loud cry, like a slow complaint.


As the song begins, the sky and earth instantly darken, the moment bleak, so sad and silent. Makes people feel sad and sentimental. What kind of song is it ….


He listened quietly, two rows of tears flowing, accompanied by the sound of a flute, looking up at the sky, trying to shed his tears into the clouds and fog in the sky, he said, in order not to let others know the sadness and pain in his heart.


Then, finally tearing apart the firm disguise, driven by the sound of the flute, he was unable to endure it, allowing tears to drip, reflected in the sunlight, brighter than pearls and more dazzling than diamonds. The sound of the flute, it had since become Qin Ruojiu's soul pain.


That familiar feeling was more heartbroken and sadder than he had heard before, like a burning pain.


It can touch the bottom of the heart, the deepest wounds.


He's still here, never gone.


He was crying silently, apparently he was still so unable to let go.


“You're finally willing to let go of all your disguises for her!”