Pluto's Golden Concubine

Zitang walked out of the majestic palace with Xiaoyi's body in his arms, his tears gradually dried by the wind.But his heart was as bleak as the autumn wind, and his heart was empty.

From then on, no one whispered those jealous words in his ears; no one cared about him all the time, but could not help but blame him for not caring about his body; no one loved him because of his white hair overnight. to sacrifice one's life;

Zitang knew that Xiaoyi was the one who loved her the most in this world, but now she was hiding in his arms and died with a smile...

Zitang held Xiaoyi in his arms and walked step by step to the peach forest. He knew that Xiaoyi loved peach blossoms, its beauty, its brilliance, and its beginning and end.

Therefore, Zitang decided to bury her under the peach blossom tree, which was the last thing he did for her.

Zitang dug a grave by herself, and tidied up Xiaoyi's clothes with tears in her eyes. The blood on them looked like peach blossoms falling on the ground. Her tranquility, as if she was asleep, made Zitang even more distressed.He stretched out his hand to comb her messy strands of white hair, and then kissed her on the forehead, tears could no longer be held back, and flowed down.

He hated himself for being unfeeling back then, if he had told Xiaoyi well, she might not have followed Zitang to do these harmful things in a fit of anger.He hated himself even more for his incompetence, which made Zitang use Xiaoyi like this, and he couldn't do anything.He couldn't even save Xiaoyi's life.

In the end, Zitang put Xiaoyi into the tomb, then covered it with soil, and put up a sign that said, "Tomb of Xiaoyi, my fiancée".

After doing all this, Zitang stared at the wooden sign for a long time, remembering many past events that he almost forgot.Only then did he realize that that period of time was the happiest and purest time in his life.He and Xiaoyi, childhood sweethearts, trust each other, laughing at each other, like a couple of gods and gods.

only……

In the end, it was Zitang who betrayed Xiaoyi and caused her to lose her life for herself.

"Xiaoyi! I'm the one who's sorry for you. You originally had a wonderful youth, and you could find a man who knows you and loves you, but because of me, you turned white and were used by Zitang, and were finally thrown away under his design." I lost my life. When I think of this, I feel heartbroken. I don’t know why everything turned out like this, but it was fine at the beginning..."

As Zitang talked, she burst into tears. Looking at Xiaoyi's grave, she felt even more grief. Recalling the past, she hated why she changed her mind and caused her to lose her life.

"I know you love peach blossoms the most, so I will bury you here. If there is a next life, I will treat you well and never let you down. Xiaoyi! Please forgive me."

After saying this sentence, Zitang couldn't help taking out a flute from his arms.Facing Xiaoyi's tomb, Zitang played a piece of Xiaoyi's favorite flute during his lifetime.

The sound of the flute is melodious and touching, whispering like a sympathizer, flowing slowly like a stream, maybe what Xiaoyi likes is this kind of feeling like a long stream of water.

After the end of the song, Zitang was full of mixed feelings.

He never felt it before, but after playing, he realized that Xiaoyi was not lost in his heart.Instead, she remained deep in his heart and never left.

However, Zitang thought of the beauty of Xiyue, but couldn't let go. Maybe he can only be such a heartless person...

"Master..."

A crisp, crying voice reached Zitang's ears, and he turned his head to see that it was Jiekong.

"Stop being empty..."

Jiekong cried and threw himself into Zitang's arms, and said sadly: "Tell me quickly, it's not true, it's not true, Miss Yi is not dead!"

When Zitang heard this, he felt even more distressed, patted Jie Kong on the back, tried to persuade him, but couldn't say anything.As if something was stuck in his throat, he didn't want to say that Xiao Yi was dead, because he couldn't face it either.

Jie Kong's tears wet Zitang's clothes, and the humidity made his whole body ache.He hated himself more and more, feeling that he was the one who killed Xiaoyi.

Without him, maybe Xiaoyi would still be a naive and kind woman.

"Master! Why did it become like this? Why did Miss Yi die in the palace after only a few days away?" Jiekong asked Zitang crying.

Zitang's face was full of grief, and he said: "I only know that Zitang asked Xiaoyi to bring a fake head to the Sea Emperor, but when the matter was revealed, Zitang pushed Xiaoyi out. When I went, Not only did I not save Xiaoyi, but the Sea Emperor asked me to kill each other. In the end, Xiaoyi sacrificed herself to save me."

Hearing this, Jiekong asked sadly: "Why did you choose Xiyue at that time to drive Miss Yi away? You knew that she cared so much about you. With her long black hair, she was angry with you and Xiyue." Turned white, you can still bear it, are you still the Zitang I know?"

Zitang turned pale, shook his head, and said inexplicably: "I, I don't know, I just want to be with Xiyue. I didn't know she would be like that..."

Jiekong looked at Zitang with anger on his small face, and said, "I told you earlier, don't like Xiyue. She is not a good person, but you just don't believe it, and you still want to provoke her. Why are you doing it for Xiaoyi? Sister is angry, and now Xiyue is with the Sea Emperor in the palace again, playing for the tiger and killing Miss Xiaoyi, you still haven't woken up!"

Zitang's complexion was even worse, and he dared not admit that these were all true.He didn't believe that Xiyue would be with the Sea Emperor, it must be the Sea Emperor who forced her!

"She has her own difficulties. She didn't do it voluntarily. She said that the person she likes is me." Zitang comforted himself.

Hearing this, Jiekong cried hoarsely, and persuaded: "Let's go, leave Xiyue, leave these chaos, don't you see? Miss Yi is dead, I don't want you to have anything else Dangerous. Not counting Xiyue as forced, but as long as you are here, the Sea Emperor will not let you go, so leave her."

Zitang was struggling, especially the death of Xiaoyi, which stimulated him severely.He is not afraid of death, but feels that if he is with Xiyue again, he will feel sorry for Xiaoyi.

He can't help but think that there is a woman who died for him, and she loves him so deeply, how can he be with another woman with peace of mind.

But he couldn't let him leave the empathetic Xiyue.Because he really likes Xiyue, and finally seeing a glimmer of hope, he is unwilling to give up.

"Jiekong! Don't force me. I don't want to give up Xiyue, she is only temporarily imprisoned in the palace by the Sea Emperor." Zitang frowned and said to himself.

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