Emperor's Girl Allure: Monk Lord, I won't marry

Chapter 115 The Empress Reborn
As soon as the question was asked, even Yu Qinghua herself couldn't help shaking her head. How could she ask such an idiot? If it wasn't for an old acquaintance, why would he come here to worship?What an idiot.

Just when Yu Qinghua was still annoyed by his own problems, he heard a low smile from the man, and Yu Qinghua looked at him in surprise, but heard his gentle and gentle voice: "Who doesn't know the empress who is the mother of the world."

In one sentence, Yu Qinghua couldn't help frowning.

Could it be that she was thinking wrong?Isn't this person an old acquaintance of the empress?

But it shouldn't be, seeing how he seems to have a thousand words but can't speak, he should have an extraordinary relationship with the queen mother.

Thinking of this, Yu Qinghua also asked: "Aren't your Excellency and the Empress an old acquaintance?"

The man's figure trembled slightly, and after a long time, he replied: "It doesn't matter if it's old acquaintance or not." The helpless tone seemed to reflect his dissatisfaction and unvented emotions. Yu Qinghua lowered his eyebrows, It seems that she guessed right, this person must be her mother's old acquaintance.

After speaking, the man sighed as if expressing himself, but Yu Qinghua didn't hear clearly, so he saw him set up his crutches and was about to go down the mountain.

Yu Qinghua was startled for a moment before he realized that he quickly stepped forward and called him: "Please stop."

This time, the man stopped again, and he even turned around slightly, looking at Yu Qinghua with some confusion, as if he wanted to ask her why.

Seeing him stop, Yu Qinghua couldn't help but smiled knowingly, stepped forward, and said softly: "May I take the liberty to ask your identity?"

The man seemed surprised by her sudden question, and he didn't understand why she asked him like that.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just want to know your identity." Yu Qinghua took off his cloak and hat, and his long hair fluttered away, but the man also looked at her, Startled, stunned.

Following the direction the man was looking at, Yu Qinghua felt that he was not looking at her, but at her hair, more precisely, at the white hair that was inserted slantingly in her hair. Hosta.

The man suddenly reached out and touched the big bamboo hat on his head, he took it off, and Yu Qinghua saw a man standing in front of him as cold as jade, his eyebrows and eyes were so delicate but not flashy, On the contrary, there is a sense of calm and gentleness everywhere.

Although it is not the most outstanding appearance, this man has a gentle temperament that many men do not have, which is the most reassuring.

Yu Tsinghua's first impression of this man was astonishment, which was different from the astonishment of Gu Fengwan and Su Huaci, but genuine, heartfelt envy.

"Do you... still keep it?" While muttering to himself, the man stretched out his hand unconsciously, and at a distance of two fists away from Tsinghua, he suddenly stopped moving again, confused His eyes also regained clarity in an instant.Withdrawing his hand, the man's face remained calm.

Yu Qinghua's heart beat faster at that moment. She seemed to be able to see the situation of the man in front of her when she was with her mother. She was sure that her mother must be very happy. And he obviously regarded her as her mother just now.

"You know my queen mother, right?" Yu Qinghua said softly, with an indifferent smile between his brows and eyes.

Seeing her smile like this, the man was stunned for a moment, and then he said shallowly: "Mother..." The voice contained too much emotion, as if he was laughing at himself, but also as if he was thinking about it.

"Is she, your mother's queen?" As he spoke, the man's eyes once again turned to behind Yu Tsinghua, on the lonely tomb, his eyes were very indifferent, although there was no deep expression, but he did not It's hard to see how much he loves the people there.

Yes, love.

Yu Qinghua was sure that he was not mistaken, his eyes were indeed the eyes of love.Could it be that he and his mother were once lovers?
Yu Qinghua smiled and nodded: "Yes, she is my mother."

The man's expression changed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Then, how is she?"

Yu Qinghua was a little stunned by this question, and then continued: "What?"

The man looked into her eyes, and asked very seriously: "She, when you leave, okay?"

Yu Qinghua was tongue-tied, and it took him a long time to react, and he nodded foolishly: "Well, very good, she left with a smile." Although she didn't understand what was contained in her smile, but she I always feel that at that time, she must be happy, at least, at the last moment, she must have thought of something happy, so she can show that smile.

Hearing this, the man showed a very shallow smile, and he said quietly: "That's good."

In this way, he can rest assured.

Raising his head again, he put his eyes on the tomb, looking at it softly, with a bit of pain and sweetness in his heart.

It seemed that everything was still the same as before, she was not married, he had not left, nothing had changed.

Hehe, how many times has he thought about this situation, and every time he thinks about it, a faint smile will burst into his heart.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this now, isn't it? At least, she stayed there quietly, and he could always look at her.

Smiling, he looked back again, then picked up the bamboo hat in his hand, and then he put the bamboo hat on his head again, no longer looking at the tomb, no longer looking at her, just turned around slightly, raised his foot About to leave.

Yu Qinghua opened her mouth slightly and wanted to stop him, but she didn't know how to speak. Suddenly, her mind turned and she shouted: "What's your name?"

No one answered for a long time, but he continued to walk slowly, just when she thought she would not get an answer, she heard his voice: "Liu Shiyi."

The three simple words caused Yu Tsinghua's heart to ripple again.

She reached out and pulled out the simple white jade hairpin from her head, looked at Liu Shiyi's back, and smiled.Shouted: "Do you still want this hairpin?"

Liu Shiyi's voice seemed very ethereal at this moment: "I will give it to you."

After receiving the answer, Yu Qinghua bent her lips again, clenched her fists tightly, and held the white jade hairpin tightly in her hands, smiling extremely elegantly.

She just knew that this Liu Shiyi was the owner of this white jade hairpin.

At this time, the mountain wind became stronger, and Yu Qinghua slowly put on the cloak and fastened it, and Dong'er's small figure ran up from the mountain.

"Let's go." Yu Qinghua said to the panting Dong'er who had just run up, then he lifted his feet and went down the mountain in the opposite direction to Liu Shiyi.

"Hey, princess, wait for Dong'er, Dong'er just ran up, and I haven't had time to take a breath...Princess, please slow down, wait for Dong'er..." Behind her was Dong'er's whistling voice.

Yu Qinghua looked back at the top of the mountain, as if seeing her mother standing there wearing a blue dress, smiling sweetly at her.

The corner of Yu Qinghua's mouth raised, and then, after all, he went down the mountain without looking back.

Today is a big day for Yu Tsinghua and Ji.

Yu Qinghua was pushed up from the bed by a group of uniformly dressed court ladies early in the morning. Dong'er had already dressed everything and was waiting to tidy up for her.

Still confused, Yu Qinghua took the scented tea for mouthwash from the maid, took a sip, moved the corners of his lips slightly, and spit it out; The wet Jinpa, the Jinpa is spun from snow silkworms, so it is extraordinarily white and soft, and, at this time, it has been smoked with the incense of Tantan, so there is still a trace of it on the whole handkerchief. No scent.

Yu Qinghua held the brocade handkerchief in both hands and applied it to his cheeks. Only then did he feel a little comfortable and his spirits lifted. The mist in his eyes receded, replaced by a little clarity.

"Princess, it's time to comb your hair." Dong'er held a tray with some hair accessories and hair care items on it, and Yu Qinghua nodded to her: "En."

Dong'er put the tray on the side of the dressing table, and then waited for Yu Qinghua to sit down.

Dong'er took a small comb made of rosewood from the tray, and began to comb Yu Qinghua's black and thick black hair. Yu Qinghua's hair was of very good quality, so when Dong'er combed her hair, she always I didn't feel strenuous, because every time I brushed my hand, I combed it to the end.

After combing her hair, Dong'er took another exquisite scallop from the tray on the side, gently opened the two lightly closed fan leaves, and a strange fragrance came to her nostrils. Yu Qinghua frowned when she smelled the fragrance: "Why not?" Evening primrose?"

She thought she always used tuberose as hair oil, but it was obvious that what Dong'er brought today was not the tuberose she was used to. Although this scent was also very good, it made her feel a little uncomfortable. .

Dong'er smiled and said: "Princess, today is a big day for you to reach Ji, have you forgotten that when our daughters of Dashang reach Ji, their father and brother have to choose a flower for themselves as a symbol of themselves. Dashang cannot live without flowers, and Dashang's daughter is the most beautiful flower of Dashang."

As she said that, Dong'er smiled slightly, holding a small white jade spoon with exquisite workmanship in her hand, scooped out a little bit of the suet-like cream in the middle of the scallop, and spread it evenly on the In his own hand, he smiled at Tsinghua: "Princess, this is the flower that the emperor and His Royal Highness ordered for you. It is a white magnolia."

Yu Qinghua stared blankly at the illusory person in the mirror through the bronze mirror, and suddenly thought that this time in her previous life was also the time when she was a child, and that time was not like what she is now. At that time, her mother had just passed away, And his father was still angry, and the emperor's grandmother didn't want to see her. She even felt that she didn't exist at all at that time.

When she only wanted to marry Qiao Chuliang, she really wanted to get married as soon as possible, but in fact, no one would pay attention to this matter at all.

Jiji, how did she get here?
Only Dong'er was by her side, she was the only one who accompanied her through the whole process, and only she would still insist on staying by her side at such a time.

Shouldn’t every flowery girl have the blessings of all relatives and friends for her coming-of-age ceremony?Shouldn't she be warmed by everyone's smiles?Shouldn't she be very excited and happy to finish her coming-of-age ceremony?

But, no, nothing.

The cold altar, the empty room, no one else, only her.

Dong'er put the hairpin on for her, and then she was the only one left to walk into her coming-of-age ceremony sadly.

No one came to choose flowers for her, no one cared whether she was happy or not, her life or death had nothing to do with anyone.

Yu Tsinghua, like her, is really a failure.

But if I was born in Tsinghua University today, I could smell the unique, faint fragrance of magnolia, which exudes elegance and nobility, which is so refreshing and refreshing.

Yu Tsinghua, you have really been reborn, your life has finally come back again.

(End of this chapter)