The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

"Don't cry.╞26nbsp;╡" He pressed the most tender kiss on her forehead.

"The emperor..." She flung herself into his arms coquettishly, feeling so happy and happy.

"I can promise you anything, except not letting you go."

"I promise you." After speaking, He Wenfu pulled down his neck and gave him the most lingering and affectionate kiss.

Today is the day of the empress dowager's funeral, there is a distance from the palace to the imperial mausoleum; and the funeral ceremonies are complicated and exquisite, so the various ceremonies alone take more than half a day.

In the palace, all civil and military officials were already waiting there. The huge crystal coffin was placed in the center of the hall, and the empress dowager was lying quietly inside, as peacefully as if she had fallen asleep.

"The ceremony begins!" Following the father-in-law's sharp voice, the emperor led all the civil and military officials to kneel down three times and nine times, then the coffin got up and everyone got up and walked outside.

After the coffin left the palace, it went straight to the imperial mausoleum.

Both sides of the street were lined up with people in white clothes who came to see him off. People were very orderly, with sad faces, and even some women and children were crying with tears on their faces.

Fu Yaxuan was standing in the crowd, inconspicuous in the sea of ​​white.

After sending off the Empress Dowager for the last time, she will leave this place and start another lonely journey.

From now on, from now on, she will forget everything here, and be a brand new self, with no past and no future, just living.

Perhaps, one day she will return to Yangming Villa, but she will never step into Luoyao City again.

She stood on tiptoe, wanting to take another look at the empress dowager, she found that Cui Moyao seemed to be looking at her, but it was just his casual glance, how could he really pay attention to such an ordinary and humble woman.

But Fu Yaxuan couldn't ignore him, he was still handsome, his eyes were bigger, but he no longer saw the ice-like calm in the depths of the black eyes, and the sharp mind like a blade, now, only haggard and sad, kind of hazy melancholy.

Why is he depressed?

He was thinner than before, but he was more mature and charming.

She just said silently in her heart: "I'm sorry, I can't see you again, forget about me! You and I are destined not to be from the same world."

She didn't hate him, she just hated this damn feudal society, she would feel suffocated.Life is precious, but love is more expensive. If it is for freedom, the two can be thrown away together.She absolutely agrees.

The coffin was carried forward slowly, and people mourned silently with tears in their eyes.

Fu Yaxuan stood there stupefied, as if she could never move, the summer wind blew by, but her heart began to freeze inch by inch.

She closed her eyes suddenly, not daring to open them, she was afraid of seeing that desolate scene, but a drop of crystal tears appeared on her long eyelashes.

The empress dowager's body was buried, and the heavy coffin was put into a huge and luxurious tomb. The empress dowager entered the dark underground world with the legend of her life.

Below, she can be reunited with her lover.

Accompanying her was a grand tomb specially prepared by the emperor for her.

This noble and beautiful woman ended her legendary life in this way.

"Cui Moyao, take your life!" Suddenly a voice shouted, and he saw a sword flying straight towards Cui Moyao.

"There are assassins, protect the emperor." In the panic, some guards shouted and surrounded the emperor together to protect him.

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