The Empress Behind the Veil

The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 901 Friends, Don't Cry



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Su Qianhua said: “Of course I can.” After he finished speaking, Su Qianhua carefully handed the painting over.


After Ye Wushuang received the painting, Ye Wushuang was a little surprised when she saw herself in the painting. He in the painting smiled beautifully, absolutely beautiful like a peach, with strands of black hair that flew freely because it was blown by the wind, having a beauty that could make others fascinated. Moreover, not only did Su Qianhua paint people so beautifully, even the charm and temperament was displayed to the fullest. If not carefully considered, the fear will make others feel that the person in this painting can live at any time.


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Ye Wushuang used her slender fingers to caress the face of the person inside the painting in astonishment and said: “Young Master Qianhua, you painted me very well.”


“Sadly the painting is just a painting, this is absolutely nothing compared to your beauty.”


Ye Wushuang was fixated, a little speechless, just pushing the painting back into Su Qianhua's hands slowly, gazing into the distance with a bit of sadness and saying: “Young Master Qianhua, you will be looking at me, I hope when we meet again later, no matter what the situation, we are still friends.”


“Nona Ye, take it easy, I will always remember you.”


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Su Qianhua said softly, those gentle eyes strengthening all her beliefs.


Ye Wushuang simply pursed her lips, smiled bitterly and no longer said anything, perhaps Su Qianhua did not think well of the meaning of her words. Time can change everything so quickly, maybe they are still allies at the moment, but the next second, they might become enemies. Entering the Palace, there would definitely be so many things forced to do. Ye Wushuang did not know what she would become in the future.


Yet the beauty of this moment, Ye Wushuang would remember it for eternity in the heart.



The Queen's coronation ceremony was about to be implemented, as Prince Ping, using reason to congratulate, Ji Xingfeng brought hundreds of servants and bodyguards in her residence and rushed to the Palace to give gifts.


Before leaving, Su Qianhua did not come to deliver, perhaps due to illness or perhaps because Su Qianhua hated separation.


When Ye Wushuang stepped through the carriage, she received a letter from a servant. After opening it, on it it just says “Face yourself well”, which is written so beautifully and dazzlingly.


This writing was the same as Su Qianhua, looking graceful but in fact so soft and innocent.


Su Qianhua, you are also the same, must take good care of yourself.


Ye Wushuang whispered in her heart, as she brushed the window of the horse carriage, she saw Yuya who was jostling among the crowd in panic, singing loudly to her with reddened eyes: she was: “Is there a window that can make you not despair?


Try to see a world of color, it turns out this is like a dream,


There are people who cry, there are people who laugh, there are people who lose, there are people who grow old,


Isn't the end result the same?


Is there any love that can keep you from getting hurt?


How many words have accumulated for you over the years,


Can't it come from being drunk? Is that pain that cannot be forgotten?


Walking forward, it was no longer possible to look back.


Dude, don't cry, I'm still your soul's home,


Dude, don't cry, believe in your own way,


There are too many such crazy pursuits in this world. ”.


This is a song called “Friend, Don't Cry” that he sang to Yuya yesterday, an old classic song that he liked quite a lot in modern times. Unexpectedly, she only sang it to Yuya once yesterday but Yuya had even remembered the lyrics. Although Yuya's singing tone was slightly out of tune, but Ye Wushuang was touched by his intention and sincerity.


Obviously telling friends not to cry, but she still cries.


Ye Wushuang lowered the window curtain because she did not want her sadness to be contagious to others, whereas she herself was sobbing so hard that it was difficult to breathe.