Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 471: Disappointed (1)
Ling Xihan didn't know how long she stood in the wind, and Luo Tianxiang stayed with her until the sun gradually set, and the sunset glow filled half of the sky.Only then did she move her stiff fingers, and her expression was as pale as if she was about to leave the world.

"Yingbo..." Luo Tianxiang couldn't help calling out.

Ling Xihan looked back, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved slightly, laughing so much that Luo Tianxiang felt inexplicably distressed and panicked.

"Yingbo, you..." He stretched out his hand in fear, trying to grab Ling Xihan.

Ling Xihan avoided him lightly, her eyes were as pale as autumn water.

"Luo Tianxiang, forget about me."

After she finished speaking, she ignored him and walked back without stopping, only to see Ling Ximeng standing not far away, with fluttering white clothes, hair like black ink, long and quiet eyes, lonely and desolate.She looked at Ling Xihan, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a bitter taste filled her chest.

"So it's not that I'm inferior to you." She lowered her eyes mockingly, "Now, I finally understand that there are some things that cannot be compared." Her voice was soft, filled with unforgettable sadness and loneliness.The eyes are even more resentful and complicated.Passing over Ling Xihan's shoulder, seeing Luo Tianxiang who was slowly catching up, her eyes were almost obsessed.

"My mother said that meeting the right person at the right time is a kind of happiness; meeting the wrong person at the right time is a kind of sadness; meeting the right person at the wrong time is a sigh; meeting the right person at the wrong time is a sigh; Meeting the wrong person at the wrong time is a kind of helplessness."

Luo Tianxiang had already walked up, just in time to hear her self-pity with melancholy and resentment, her footsteps paused slightly.

Ling Ximeng smiled sadly, "Then, should I sigh or be helpless? Or, doomed to suffer forever?" She seemed to be talking to herself, and also seemed to be asking Luo Tianxiang.

Ling Xihan's eyes were still as indifferent as water, it seemed that after last night, her heart was as dead as water, and no one or anything in this world could touch her heartstrings.He just said something lightly when he passed by Ling Ximeng.

"When fantasy meets reality, it's always painful. Either you get knocked down by the pain, or you stomp the pain underfoot."

Ling Ximeng froze, Ling Xihan suddenly smiled.

"Actually, people can live happily, but we choose to be complicated and sigh!" Her eyes drifted far away to the sky, and her voice was like a dream.

"Or, forgetting is happiness." She closed her eyes, and a crystal tear fell from the corner of her eyes, and no one saw it.

When people are most sad and panicked, there are no tears. Tears will always flow at the end of the story, at the end of everything!
So, Xiao Tingxuan, we should be over, right?
Suppressing the bursts of pain in her chest, she staggered away with a little vain footsteps.The back was still straight, but it was a bit more desolate and sad.

Ling Xihan walked forward all the way, she didn't know where she was going, she only knew that she hated this world and everyone, she wanted to leave.After coming to this world for a year, she has never had such a strong desire to leave at this moment.

Three lives and three lives, I thought that the heavens would show mercy after all, so that we can live and die in this life.But the years are ups and downs, and the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes.We just miss it.

In fact, you don't understand, I don't need your explanation, I just hope that you can really trust me.

There was a patter of rain in the sky, and the night sky also changed from the dense nebula that had been in the past few days, and became dark and lonely.The queen sat by the window, staring blankly at the drizzle in front of the door.It's not winter yet, but she has already put on a white fox fur jacket, and there are two extra beds of quilts.It was also thanks to the silkworm gold silk colorful feather coat she wore on her body when she left the palace, otherwise no matter how much she wore, she would have been as cold as an iceman.

Murong Yuran pushed open the door and walked in, sighing.

"Yan'er, your wish has come true."

The queen lowered her eyes, "But Xuan'er is in pain." She frowned tightly, and her phoenix eyes were full of pain.Mother and child are connected, the son hurts, and she hurts even more.

Murong Yuran sighed again, "If I knew today, why bother?"

The queen looked blank and did not speak.She thought, even if she did it all over again, she would still do the same.The cold wind gradually picked up, messing with her snow-white hair, flying and fluttering in front of her eyes like snowflakes.She watched quietly, then suddenly laughed.

"Repay the present world, pay back the present world. Han'er, she still hates me after all."

Murong Yuran looked at her with pity, her health was getting worse these days.He knew that she couldn't last much longer.He frowned, and finally said: "I'll let Li'er pick you up..."

"Don't!" The queen suddenly became agitated. She held her head in her hands and grabbed her snow-white hair, with a painful expression on her face.

"No, no, I don't want him to see me like this." She lowered her head, tears of pain slipping from the corners of her eyes.

Murong Yuran walked over gently, and looked at her with pity.

"Yan'er, you have to trust Li'er. He loves you so much, why would he care if you are young and beautiful?"

"No!" The queen still shook her head and raised her head slowly.A flash of lightning flashed across, accurately reflecting the tearful face.That face, the facial features remained unchanged, and it was still as stunningly beautiful as before.It's just that the originally smooth forehead has become slightly wrinkled, and there are even fine lines around the corners of the eyes.The skin that used to be white and creamy was still white, but it looked haggard.Her hands, originally like God's most perfect artwork, are now covered with shallow wrinkles.Coupled with that snow-white hair, how can she still have the beauty of the number one beauty back then?Just an old woman.

"Uncle, don't tell him." She squirmed her lips, tears dripping down like broken pearls.

"He will be scared." She closed her eyes in pain, and it was the first time that she hated her old and ugly face so much.

Murong Yuran looked at her with understanding but pity, "How could it be? Li'er is not a superficial person who judges people by appearance. What's more, you have been married for many years, how could he be afraid because of it?"

"No, I can't." The queen turned her face away, "I will only feel ashamed in front of him." She took a deep breath, "Uncle, don't tell him, please." The phoenix's eyes were full of prayers.

"I hope he can remember my most beautiful appearance." She closed her eyes and said whether she was selfish or vulgar.She naturally knew that her husband would not dislike her, but would love and cherish her even more.However, she still didn't want to see him.

"Just let me leave in silence. When I die, you bring my ashes to him." She said quietly, tears falling again.

"I promised that I would never leave him in this life. In this way, it is not a broken promise." She raised her lips slightly, and a soft and happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)