Chapter 581

Duan Jinglan sat holding the flowerpot like this for an entire afternoon, Xiaolu and the others watched from a distance, they were all at the age of leaving the palace.

Duan Jinglan noticed them, "Are you leaving the palace?"

Xiaolu and the others timidly nodded.

He said, "It's good to leave the palace, and find someone you love to live with."

"Your Majesty is still waiting for your empress, right?"

"If I hadn't waited for her, I wouldn't be able to last long..."

Duan Jinglan looked dazed.

Xiaolu and the others wiped away their tears, "Your Majesty knows that His Majesty is so infatuated, so she will come back."

Duan Jinglan didn't speak, and watched them leave the palace one by one.

In his harem, there is no concubine anymore.

There is only Xunnuan, the only queen.

But what's the use?
His little flower still hasn't come back.

Duan Jinglan just waited and waited, caring for the soil cultivation carefully, but the flower seed just didn't germinate.

Finally, he couldn't help digging out the seeds, and readily dumped the throne to the royal relatives.

Duan Jinglan came to the valley alone, looking at the cliff, he jumped off without hesitation.

After falling into the lake and getting up, he looked at the scene in front of him...

Once upon a time, the splendid sea of ​​flowers withered long ago.

Duan Jinglan's heart couldn't stop the pain. Seeing the sea of ​​withered flowers made him feel that in the dark, there was really no trace of the existence of seeking warmth.

How could all the traces of her existence be erased?
Duan Jinglan pulled out all the withered flowers in a panic, and planted new bright flowers with her own hands.

Day after day, year after year.

He never left the mountain again.

Later, all the flowers bloomed.

Duan Jinglan looked at the sea of ​​rotten flowers all over the mountain, and smiled lightly. Every flower was planted by him, for the love of his heart.

just.

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

All the flowers bloomed, only the seed didn't respond.

The flowering period is very short. When the blizzard came, Duan Jinglan saw that the flowers were all withered and no longer bright.

Withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Duan Jinglan's eyes were filled with deep pain, unimaginable despair and panic, "The flowers are all withered, the flowers of the little flowers are all withered..."

"Don't wither, Xiaohua will be sad when she comes back."

Duan Jinglan was talking to himself, his brows and eyes were full of anxiety.

"Withered, Xiaohua won't forgive me."

As he kept begging, the flowers quickly turned into a withered color.

The heavy snow covered Duan Jinglan's shoulders, he froze for a long time, woke up for a moment, and slowly dug out the flower seeds.

"Oh, I forgot, she won't come back."

Xiaohua has lost her soul because of him.

This flower seed has no aura at all.

Duan Jinglan suddenly laughed uncontrollably, hoarse, sad and sad.

"Hahaha……"

Planting flowers and planting thousands of miles, he is waiting for a fairy who will not return.

It snowed a lot.

Duan Jinglan was buried by the wind and snow, and slowly knelt down on the ground, tightly clutching a seed that would never bloom.

……

"Duan Jinglan's favorability score is 100, and the mission is completed."

Xun Nuan stayed in the space, and said with a smile, "I knew Xiao Lanlan would be so powerful after I died."

The system saw Duan Jinglan's ending, "But... isn't the host worried about his future after you die?"

"I'm worried..." Xun Nuan stretched his waist with a bitter face, "but I'm more worried about my future."

"When will the days of traveling through the strategy like this end?"

(End of this chapter)

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