The mad concubine is ruthless and stunning: the evil king circle spoils the concubine

What's more, even if she forgot him, so what?It was as if the two got to know each other again.

He can make her fall in love with him once, and he can make her fall in love with him again.

As long as she can live, nothing is impossible.

If it doesn't work for a year, it will be ten years, and if it doesn't work for ten years, it will be 20 years.

he. .It's never easy to give up on her.

Yao Ji stared at him for a long time with sad and disappointed eyes.

Her hand loosened a little bit.

She shook her head lightly, turned around, her back was lonely and desolate.

Those eyes made her clearly understand that she couldn't stop him.

What she was most afraid of was that he would not be able to maintain his sanity if he was contaminated by the love of his children.

This happened again and again.

Even if she knew that he might not be able to come back, she couldn't stop him.

Living for love, dying for love, didn't she do this before?

"Since you have made up your mind, the queen mother can't stop her, she only asks you for one thing." Yao Ji's tone was completely helpless and compromised.

"Mother, please speak."

She walked slowly to the dressing table where the jewelry was placed, then slowly opened the bottom drawer, and took out a wooden box from it.

Perhaps, this wooden box can save his life and allow him to fulfill his wish.

"Mother, this is..." Rong Chu lowered his head and looked at the wooden box in his hand suspiciously.

The wooden box has a faint aroma, like a dreamy taste.

Yao Ji stared at the wooden box with complex eyes, and after a while, she whispered, "In a critical moment, you take out this wooden box, all you need to do is ask them to open the box. The queen mother's request for you to agree is that you must Come back alive, if you can’t get what you want in the end, you can’t commit suicide for it.”

Yaoji finally failed to tell the story about the wooden box.

But it must be a story about the Phoenix family.

Rong Chu put the wooden box in his sleeve robe, looked up at Yao Ji, "I agree to your request, but I also ask the queen mother to agree to one request."

"If Yanxi can be resurrected, I hope the queen mother can accept her sincerely and stop embarrassing her everywhere."

Yao Ji was stunned for a moment, and let out a low laugh, but the smile didn't reach her eyes at all, and there was only sourness in her deep and hoarse laughter, "When you come back as you wish, your father will pass on the throne to you." With you, when the time comes, your father and I will go to various countries to travel and live for a while, and if you want to meddle in your affairs, you will not want to intervene."

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Two years later.

"Mother, what happened later? What happened after that? Father went to Fengming Mountain for you, and what happened?"

in the Royal Garden.

In spring, a hundred flowers bloom.

A large apricot tree planted last year in the palace of Yunxi country has blossomed.

Large areas of apricot blossoms are connected together, like a sea of ​​pink and white flowers.

Tables and chairs are set up in the apricot blossom forest, pink petals are falling in the wind, and the stone table is covered with layers of apricot blossoms.

Beside the stone table, a girl in a pink dress was holding her chin, her big watery eyes were extremely focused, and she was listening carefully to the touching story about his father, the emperor who escaped from death and broke into Fengming Mountain to save her mother.

Apricot blossoms fell all over her body, and one petal fell on her bangs in the middle of her eyebrows, like a natural pink imprint, making her delicate little face carved in pink and jade even more watery and charming.