Chapter 125 Unrivat Flower 2

My heart trembled, which was my last dignity and secret. He also seemed to feel my nervousness and reached out to open the lock of the box. I was shocked and hugged the box and didn't allow him to touch it. Li Shimin stood stiffly, and his eyes gradually became gloomy. He lowered his tone but had an extremely penetrating power: "Come on, pull Mo Zhaoxun away to me!"

Qing'er hurried from outside the hall and saw that I was hesitant to come forward with the box in my arms. Li Shimin shouted coldly. She had to coax me to let go and pull my fingers away with the box. Li Shimin pulled out the box from the side and opened the box with a hidden lock, which was stacked neatly scrolls.

Li Shimin frowned slightly and wondered. Qing'er put down and knelt down and kowtowed at his feet and said, "These are all written by Mo Zhaoxun. She said that she couldn't see Your Highness, so she learned a little about the font of Your Highness's book, looking at the words. Mo Zhaoxun fell in love with His Highness and begged His Highness not to torture her like this anymore!"

For a moment, he was slightly moved. Li Shimin looked at those words without saying a word, held the roll of black ink with his slender fingers, and then sighed and spit out heartbreaking words: "Bring the brazier!"

Qing'er's eyes widened: "Your Highness!"

"Why don't you go quickly!" Li Shimin roared and pinched a roll of paper in one hand. Qinger nodded in a hurry, secretly looked at me, and went out of the hall to find the charcoal fire basin. Li Shimin glanced at it and threw the words in the box into the brazier one by one. A yellow flame suddenly appeared in the basin, ferociously licking the ink words of infatuation and resentment, which burned in my heart with horror and pain.

"Your Highness, no!" Qing'er kept kowtowed on the ground, printing light blood marks. Watching the roll of ink finally turn into flying smoke, I calmly scolded Qinger, "Let him burn it!"

Qing'er looked at me in surprise, and Li Shimin also moved his hands at that moment, with deep eyes. Don't speculate about what to say. We have been let down all the way and ignited hope to find the answer all the way. Now we will tear up the memories ruthlessly. I am physically and mentally exhausted and ignore it. Maybe it is really my best destination.

Li Shimin pushed the box and looked at me, but ordered Qinger: "Take it out and burn it. If there is any private storage, die!"

Qinger didn't dare to neglect me. She looked at me sadly and stepped out of the hall with the box in her arms. No, the smell of burning smoke floated from the outside with the wind, and the fragrance of pen and ink deeply melted into my breath and my pulse. I stood up slowly and was a little unstable. The more I looked at him, the more I felt empty.

"The beautiful scenery of flowers in the past, today's autumn snow. In the past, we didn't depend on each other, so as not to be intoxicated by these. Your Highness's guess is not wrong. Everything should be confessed. After shaking a few steps, I tried to stabilize my steps and lock his eyes and grasp the slightest change in his eyes. He was a little stunned, but still cold. I looked at him gradually turning sharp and slowly said, "I took medicine and gave birth to You'er prematurely. I killed Kuan'er. I deliberately made Mu Fengyi not get pregnant for life. I deliberately made trouble with Princess Qin to make you unable to negotiate. As for my dying body, I also deserved it! Everything was carefully laid out a few years ago, and... I still have a dealings with the prince. It's just expected that I'm by your side in Chengqian Hall. I'm just a meticulous work!"

Li Shimin suddenly became furious, and his eyes were full of blood and rushed to me. He couldn't help trembling with my fingertips, driving the fragility of his shoulders. He still suppressed me with extreme anger and glared with deep hatred: "Don't talk nonsense to me! Do you know that this is enough for me to kill you!"

But I was not afraid. I smiled coldly and shed tears. Isn't that what you think? You have always believed in yourself!" I pressed his chest, and the beating in his palm used to give me such peace of peace, but now it makes me feel sad. "Li Shimin, have you ever used your heart for me? You have never investigated these things, just because you know all the answers, but you don't know my answers. Look, how compatible we are, one is cold, and the other is fake love!"

A pain burst out from his eyes, which made me panic but disturbing. His big hand pinched my cheek, and his chin was held painfully. He stared at my eyes and wanted to draw a trace of doubt, but I knew that my eyes were so firm, and behind the firmness was so uncomfortable. So, he was disappointed, was at a loss, and glanced down and said, "I made you to turn a blind eye to others in order to keep you away from these disputes." He held up two broken golden bells, "It turned out that I was puzzled, but now I understand."

I smiled and felt heartbroken when I was lost: "Your Highness hates me. If you want to kill me, I will kill you, but I just ask you not to have anything to do with Hongzhi and don't look for him again."

Li Shimin clenched his fist, knocked on the table, and dropped a few pink roses. This moment was dazzling. Five white wooden marks were caught on the edge of the table. He gritted his teeth and couldn't wait to slap them and scolded angrily: "Do you really think I dare not kill you!"

I bent my knees and bowed my head and sighed: "Your Highness doesn't love or believe it, so it won't affect Your Highness's mood. And if I'm gone, there will be one less threat, which doesn't seem to be a good thing?"

"Okay, are you beg me to die?" Li Shimin turned to the gate and roared, "Listen to me. From today on, the pharmacy is not allowed to enter Mo Zhaoxun's hall. If there is one time, ten sticks!"

The palace man outside the hall quickly knelt in front of the door, pressed his head and dared not look up or speak. Li Shimin pinched my chin, displayed Hongzhi's portrait in front of me, and finally kneaded it into a ball. He stared at me and gritted his teeth and said, "You're right. I'm cruel and cold!" If you die, not only the people in this temple, but also your brother will be buried with you! I would like to see whether you will die or not!"

He pulled me away and left angrily. I fell to the ground, watched my trance back blurred in the fading wind, and finally collapsed!

With such ruthlessness, he burned our past with his own hands and left a sigh to pay tribute to the warmth of the past. Li Shimin, everything you have given me now is so worse than death for me! If I asked you not to leave for the last time, would you? Do I still deserve it?

The only true love in the world is the love flower.

And he and I have already been poisoned by love flowers, otherwise how could we be so resentful and hate each other?

The thoughts blown away by the wind were painful in the past. The colorful butterfly has a unique dream of flying. It only listens to the cold rain and string, and never sees the transparent appanth, so it can't dream of the past or the future. It's not that rainy days are too sad, but I watch rainy days alone. I can't see the depths of the sun rising in the east or setting in the west. I can only see the sun that I once missed broke and fell pale scales on the ground.

And I can't help myself.

He blocked all my contacts, did not allow anyone to visit, did not allow me to leave the hall, and even Li You did not allow me to see me again! This palace was originally a prison, and now I can't even see the freedom of a corner of the sky. There are too many prosperity in this world, and people and shadows pass by. It is the fate of our previous life to know each other. But if you hate each other, is it an evil saved in your previous life?

I dare not think about it, but I have to think about it.

When it was the autumn flowers in October, the golden laurel lit a tree. I stood at the empty window and watched the wind drop half of the osmanthus fragrance, unconsciously drowning in loneliness and sadness. Suddenly, I had an idea, and I called Qinger to get a pot of light wine. Qing'er originally wanted to persuade something, but I turned my back and looked at the moonlight, so I could only hear the helpless footsteps coming in and putting something on the desk.

The fragrance of this wine is a little pungent. I waved my hand and made the maids of the palace wait outside, so that I could relax and enjoy the freedom of pretending.

The light clothes and screen floated, and the wind from the window was cool. I drank a light wine, and the autumn cold air all over my body shook out of my fingertips, and gradually slowed down from my back. After all, I didn't know how to drink. After only one drink, I felt my tongue strong, and my neck bones gradually let go. The smell of wine spread from my throat to the soles of my feet.

Cui Wei, I'm a horse. My aunt is full of gold, and I will never cherish it.

I'm Gaogang, Ma Xuanhuang. I don't care about it, so I won't hurt forever.

Drink one after another, and I, who had never drunk, was finally confused by this pot of light wine. I was lazy and took off the belt on my hair with one hand. The wind stroked, and the green silk was messy, and suddenly felt that his cheeks were wet and cold. When I began to say something angruff and complain about the fragrance of flowers, I counted how much I knew step by step. I have heard that a hundred times in the previous life can pass by in this life. Now, my crazy smile, how good it would be if I could exchange 500 times of looking back in exchange for holding hands with you. Drunk, gently drunk, I actually saw him standing in front of me. I can't see what clothes he wears or his expression, but I know that it should be him - Li Shimin. His shadow stepped forward, and the latter side had held me domineeringly in his arms. If it's just a dream, I'm sure this is him.

The faint musk makes the drunkenness more blurred, and the return of the beating of my chest makes me throb at ease. He grabbed the wine pot that hung casually on my fingertips and tilted it on the back, drawing a perfect arc with the moonlight and osmanthus sake, and half of the pot was drunk in an instant. He waved his hand, and there was a crisp sound in the hall, which shocked me a little. No one will know how surprised I am and how much I want to cry. I stroked his warm cheek and looked at his hot eyes. He hugged me deeply again. I closed my eyes and listened to his words, but I couldn't hear a word clearly. In a daze, I hugged him tightly, wet my tears in his clothes, and penetrated into his chest. I wanted him to know how cold I was and how painful I was.

I looked up at him and was sure that it was him thousands of times in my heart. The clear light wine still remained on his lips, with incomparable charm. My heart moved, and I pulled down his neck and held it on my back. It turns out that this wine needs to be tasted carefully to taste the shallow and deep sweetness.