Hand over the rivers and mountains to please you: wrong to be the emperor's wife

Chapter 22

She is a materialist, she never believes in gods and ghosts, and taking it for granted that the time travel mentioned in these novels is even more nonsense.

But fate is so funny.

In this case, let her survive and live in another way. She was too tired in her previous life, but now is the best way to start over.

She touched the protruding chest with her hand, and she touched it carefully. It was probably caused by something sharp inserted into it.

It's in the heart.

Bei Yue also experienced life and death once.

"Bei Yue, are you leaving?"

Ever since Jiang Yuan thought of the emperor indulging others to harm her, or even the idea of ​​being taken over by others, the qi in her chest that controlled her consciousness disappeared.

"Maybe. You really give up."

fair enough
Jiang Yuan couldn't help thinking of that glamorous face and those soul-stirring eyes, but her heart still couldn't help trembling.

Stay away from the emperor and cherish life.

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Unknowingly, three months later, the most severe winter of the Tiandu Dynasty passed away quietly.

Jiang Yuan once thought that the emperor would come to trouble her, but for three months, she ignored it, as if what happened that day was just her hallucination.

In addition to the fact that food and drink are no longer harsh.

Jiang Yuan never imagined that one day she would live a life isolated from the world.

The door of the cold palace was closed and hadn't been opened for three months.

No concubine came to find fault, no news came in, nothing.

Wake up every day, look at the sky, read a book, study what to eat with Xiao Ruan, then go to bed, and repeat.

But Jiang Yuan's heart became more and more peaceful day by day, she likes this life as simple as water, even so, until she gets old and dies, she is willing.

Jiang Yuan smiled and focused on the cane in her hand again.

"Princess, what are you doing? Xiao Ruan has been watching you do this for days."

The weather has turned to spring, and the spring, summer, autumn and winter here are particularly distinct. There is only a slight wind in spring, but it makes people feel comfortable.

There is a big and old willow tree in the backyard of Lenggong, Jiang Yuan plans to make a hammock.

(End of this chapter)