Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 1202 The Grand Finale (23)
This person must be Ouyang Chen, the lord of Wuyou City.That, lifelong obsession with Empress Ruixian but not a man.

Wang Chen had already knelt down, and stretched out his hand far away, as if he wanted to touch the man's last vestige.It also seemed that he was afraid that he would be wiped out by the touch, so he didn't dare to approach him, so he only called out in a low, sad and lonely voice.

"Achen..."

Shen Qingxuan closed her eyes, her heart was filled with surging and heavy feelings, like rolling waves, endless.

Wangchen lowered his head and prostrated himself on the ground, as if he was mourning the man who was always by the side of that stunning woman until his death, and also as if he was commemorating and saying goodbye to his love that never sprouted and then withered.The river of time spanning 600 years, knowing that it is hurt or painful, but still has no hesitation.

"You've worked hard."

He raised his head, his voice no longer had the excitement and hoarseness before, and he sighed and melancholy slightly in calmness.

"From now on, let me guard him."

He stood up, and Shen Qingxuan and Feng Qingli also walked over.Seeing two people lying in the crystal coffin, the woman's eyebrows are picturesque, her expression is as calm as water, and her facial features are like those ice sculptures suspended in the air.And the man beside her put one hand on her face, stroking her cheek in a tender and compassionate gesture. His fingers were like jade carvings, almost blending with her skin, which could highlight the extreme tenderness.While the other hand is half supporting the temple, the eyelashes are drooping, and the waves are vast and as deep as the sea, looking at the woman's face, the tenderness in the eyes is tender, intoxicating like a dream.And that line of red lips was as perfect as cherry blossoms, and she curved slightly into an intoxicating and warm smile.

Wangchen stood still, and Shen Qingxuan froze in place, overwhelmed by this quiet and beautiful picture, her mood fluctuated like a turbulent wave.

"he is……"

Feng Qingli wrapped her arms around her waist, held her cold fingers, and said word by word: "He cut off his meridians, and his internal organs were all shattered to death."

There was also a touch in his heart, and anyone who practiced martial arts knew what kind of pain it was.However, there was no pain in the man's brows and eyes. Before he died, he still looked at the woman beside him with a gentle smile, and even gave her the most extreme affection and love in the world until he died.

"Tianxiang."

Suddenly, the woman's voice came back to the air.

Wangchen became stiffer, but there was even greater excitement in his eyes.

"Yingbo..."

The woman seemed to chuckle slightly, "Forget it, I don't think you can remember my name. If possible, I would rather keep the words I left on my deathbed forever unheard by outsiders. But if someone comes in, it's okay It means that a daughter from another world is coming." A faint sigh floated in the air, "If this is true, it must be caused by you using a forbidden technique."

"A child from another world."

His tone changed suddenly, he sighed a little, was a little happy and a little sad.

"I don't know who you are, but if you can see me, it also means that you and I are destined, maybe my descendants. I just want you to remember that no matter what your status is today, remember that you are the only one in the world. In memory. I used the world as a medium to lock this tomb, and if you come here, it means that you have contributed to the ruler of the world. Well, maybe your husband is also there."

The woman seemed to be smiling in a long time ago.Gentle, joyful, loving and meaningful.

"Then, before the next life, I wish you, my descendants, a happy and worry-free life."

The corners of Shen Qingxuan's eyes were slightly moist, "Thank you."

She knew that the belated voice of gratitude could not be heard by the woman who had shown herself through the ages, but she still expressed her heart.

"Boy."

This sound was a bit abrupt, with a bit of heroism and the tone of an elder, a bit high and domineering.

Shen Qingxuan was slightly startled, Feng Qingli held her hand tightly.

"It seems that your ancestors have something to tell me."

Shen Qingxuan was stunned, and then heard the woman's voice floating in the air, carrying an exhortation from a lifetime ago.

"Although I don't know who will control the ups and downs in this world after a few years, but as your wife's ancestors, I still have to warn you that it may not be easy for you to get to where you are today. Cherish it. Life is like running water, fleeting. When you look back a hundred years, if you find that your life is empty, then your life will be considered in vain. Although I know that men in your world basically love power over beauty. But since it is a woman from that world , I believe in her vision. So, please take pity on the person in front of you."

There was a slight smile on Shen Qingxuan's lips, and there was also a smile in Feng Qingli's eyes.

"Thank you senior for your advice, this junior will definitely keep it in mind and dare not forget it."

There was a pause in the air, and then a low sigh lingered in his ears.

"Tianxiang."

The woman's tone changed again, she paused helplessly, and said quietly: "If you still can't let go of the changes in the world over the past few hundred years, then I think it's useless for me to say more. I am destined to owe you, Probably the next life will not be clear. Then, simply don’t have a next life. Buddhist temples can’t lock your heart, let you linger in this ice room. Your obsession in this life should come to an end. When you come to When I was here, I may have been reincarnated for several lives, so what can you do if you stay here? It’s just a body.”

"Yingbo..."

Wangchen wanted to speak, but the woman said again: "But thinking about it, you are stubborn, so you definitely won't listen to it. Anyway, I am an ancient person, and I can't control this world of love, hatred, hatred, and entanglement. If you If you can't stand the mirror, the Jade Buddha must be missed. Or, I should not have given you the relic, and missed you for hundreds of years."

That voice gradually dissipated, carrying sighs and melancholy from a lifetime ago, as well as wordless exhaustion and guilt, but no more words remained.

Wangchen raised his head and quietly looked at the sleeping woman in the crystal coffin, looked at her brows like water, looked at her hands clasped in her abdomen, looked at her smile flowing like water. The face engraved in the memory for 600 years was clearly and vividly displayed in front of him, and the memory scenes of more than 600 years ago were vividly displayed on the paper.Those intentional approach and inadvertent encounters, those tender feelings that have never been thought of but immersed in the years, those gentle and mellow smiles that run over the river of time, mixed with this room full of ice, jade and snow, plus 600 years The pain and longing that I felt, and then played back in my mind bit by bit, every inch was as deep as ice, and every drop was like water soaking the skin.

Painful, yet comforting.

A slight smile gradually appeared in his eyes like a stream of light, as if he was still the rich man 600 years ago who stepped into a brothel and chatted with her all night in a small red-light building, spending a lot of money just to listen to her sing a piano.Or, it was the powerful prime minister who looked down at her cool and indifferent eyes so that he could look up every day...

(End of this chapter)