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After he finished speaking, Lu’er turned around and left, when he was at the end, Lu’er suddenly turned around and smiled miserably towards Leng Bingxin and said: “Enjoy, even though everything has changed, he said, but the expression of the Empress's hatred and longing when she saw this Palace, all of that could never change forever. And again, every year I always go to Xiao Huan's tomb to commemorate his death, if the Empress can then the Empress can go see him, I guess if the Empress has something uncomfortable to say, I guess, perhaps the Empress could tell Xiao Huan, that way the Empress would feel better. After all a dead person will not be able to spread the secret.”
On the desolate little road surrounded by flowers, Leng Bingxin's tears could no longer endure the pain in her heart and suddenly trickled down.
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Lu’er how could it ever say such sharp words to her? It could be seen that Lu’er like this must have received so much suffering during his time in the Palace. Yes, in the past 2 years, Lu’er was expecting and waiting in silence, how difficult he was. And again Leng Bingxin also could not recognize him directly, not knowing how uncomfortable Lu’er was.
Thinking up to here, Leng Bingxin's heart was getting sicker.
“If it hurts so much, why didn't you tell her the truth?” As Leng Bingxin's tears fell, a low man's voice suddenly sounded from behind her, the voice so deep that it made others unable to understand her thoughts. There was a joy that could not be hidden in the party's voice, but in the depths of the excitement it also made others feel a little uncomfortable.
Of course Leng Bingxin recognized whose voice it was, just then Leng Bingxin turned around in surprise and widened her eyes in disbelief.
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The man before him was wearing a golden dragon robe, looking extremely dazzling under the sunlight. Yes, this person was not someone else, but Emperor Zhaolie who had just left.
She... does she know anything? Before all those questions were spoken into words, Leng Bingxin clenched her fists quietly, stepped forward with an angry expression and said: “You did not go to the place of the Noble Concubine but instead followed me?”
When Emperor Zhaolie heard this remark, a fleeting smile appeared in his eyes, then Emperor Zhaolie walked over calmly as if nothing had happened, his black hair was fluttering as it was blown by the gust of wind, his sharp line of face was clearly visible as an engraving, those black and firm eyes becoming deeper and deeper in the dark night, the, the gaze of the eyes that looked like a death god carrying a scythe made Leng Bingxin who was there involuntarily shudder. But Emperor Zhaolie seemed to see nothing, walking step by step with a mysterious smile that could not be predicted.
Seeing the strange look of Emperor Zhaolie, Leng Bingxin gulped her saliva and looked at her with a look of hatred and noiselessness.
Emperor Zhaolie said: “If I go to the place of His Majesty's concubine, how could I possibly see such an interesting scene.”
“Interesting? I don't know what the Emperor is talking about.” Leng Bingxin's expression changed slightly and she said in surprise. At the same time, Leng Bingxin turned around, not daring to look into those black eyes that were fixedly staring at her.
“Qin Ruojiu, you want to pretend until when? Will returning to my side make you suffer so much?”
Emperor Zhaolie's almost roaring voice made Leng Bingxin's common sense slightly back, Leng Bingxin turned her head and smiled at her flatly, that smile looking so cold on her face: “Emperor, the, don't tell the Emperor to recognize me as a former Queen again? Didn't I already say..”.
“Silent, do you think after all this, I still might have misrecognized? If you are not him, why did you come to Fengyi Palace so smoothly? If you are not him, why can you show such a sad expression when you see Lu’er? If you're not him, why can you be so dismissive of me?”