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Outside Tianyong Pass, there is a ten-mile long pavilion.Xue Ai stood in front of a new grave with a simple tombstone and wept sadly.I joined hands with you yesterday, but today I cry farewell to the loess tomb.

The flood of tears could no longer relieve the grief in his heart, and the heartbreak at this moment made him almost unable to stand up and fell down.

When everyone saw this, they panicked a long time ago, Sikong Qiyun hugged him and shouted: "Send the imperial physician! Quickly send the imperial physician!"

He couldn't hear any sound anymore. He didn't know how long it had been. He woke up in a nightmare. His clothes were soaked in cold sweat. He rolled over and got out of bed, crying sadly: "Double! Don't go!"

Sikong Qiyun hugged him tightly and cried: "Your Majesty, wake up! Your Majesty!"

Xue Ai just woke up from the nightmare, the unstoppable tide of tears, her throat is so hoarse that she can no longer make a sound, without Wu Shuang, this world has lost all emotion, and she is left alone to bear, even with the supreme Power cannot be exchanged for the one you love!

I have been with you for a long time, and now it seems that it is just a joke of forgetting love, a deceptive spectacle!

He desperately searched for Wu Shuang's breath, but picked up a few long hairs from the pillow, which belonged to Wu Shuang, and he carefully collected them like a treasure, and put them on his lips for a deep kiss.

So, he began to frantically collect Wu Shuang's leftover hair, under the bed, in every corner, he was almost crazy, until he suddenly realized how ridiculous he was, and couldn't help crying bitterly on the bed.

In the dimness, I heard Qingluan's voice: "Please mourn, Your Majesty!"

Xue Ai held back her tears and waved: "Back off..."

Qingluan said: "Your Majesty, please put your body as the most important thing, and take the country and the country as the most important thing! The fate of people has a definite number, and fate is an unchanging law. His Majesty Wan Wang will open his mind and never be too sad. Your majesty is still needed for this great cause, don't let your majesty disappoint Mr. Wu Shuang's heart!"

As expected, Xue Ai held back his tears. After a long silence, he got up and walked to the table, reaching out to caress the inkstone carved with dragons and phoenixes.

I still remember that in Guangyuan Palace, Wu Shuang used this inkstone to grind ink for himself. The past is as clear as yesterday. Xue Ai sighed deeply, and ordered in a cold voice: "Decree, the army will set off to chase Ling E, and all the soldiers will be cut in half." Bury for Wu Shuang!"

Qingluan was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, there are so many surrendered troops, isn't this punishment too severe... Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

Xue Ai put her hands behind her back and insisted: "According to the Gu Wang's order!"

On the fifth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Ling E was captured on the way to Yujian Pass.

Xue Ai then hid the imperial edict, sentenced Ling E to the death penalty in the name of rebellion and usurped the throne, exiled his family members far away in the bitter cold border, and ordered the Ministry of Household Industry to choose a place for Wu Shuang to build the royal family mausoleum.

The sun is setting in the west mountain, the sunset is bleak, and the evening breeze is lingering around my thoughts...

Xue Ai stood alone on the towering and majestic tower of Yujian Pass, looking out into the distance with her hands behind her back, the sky was like ink, and the bright moon was rising in the east. Once upon a time, he and Wu Shuang passed by here.

The past is unbearable to look back on, and now I am left alone and only remember silently.

Wu Shuang, I fought all the way to the end, but I never imagined that the end would be like this. My hands are stained with blood, and my soul is full of sin. Although I have obtained what I want, the price I paid for it is even greater Thousands of times!

Wu Shuang, maybe this is the punishment from the heavens?For me, this punishment is too heavy, like being slaughtered over and over again...

Time flies like a white horse, and six years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Under the rule of Longdi Xueai Renzheng, the world is peaceful, the weather is smooth, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and their lives are flourishing with each passing day.

Longli traveled all over the country with his concubine. According to news, they had already reached the Western Regions thousands of miles away.

Xue Ai's admiration for her parents is beyond words. If Wu Shuang was still there, how close would they be now...

Tonight, Xueai came to Changling Palace again.Since Wu Shuang passed away, this place has been vacant and uninhabited.

For six years, Xue Ai often came here to sit alone, or drink, or play the piano, and sometimes reviewed memorials here.

On the wall of the main hall of Changling Palace, there is a portrait of Wu Shuang, which was made by the best painter in the country. In the painting, the man in long gown and light fur, standing in the wind, is lifelike, as if he is about to walk down from the painting .

Xue Ai reached out to caress the face of the man in the painting, her heart was broken again.

I miss you, twin...

Time cannot dilute the memories, and it is even more difficult to heal the wounds. Instead, the yearning for him becomes more and more heart-wrenching and deeply ingrained!

All the furnishings in the palace remained unchanged, the bouquet of carefully pruned roses had already left a few dead branches scattered on the bottom of the bottle, and Xue Ai picked up a branch and put it on the nose, as if she could still smell its former fragrance.

At that time, he was wearing a snow-blue embroidered bamboo gown, and he was trimming it wholeheartedly with flower scissors in his hand. His hair was as black as a waterfall, which was constantly missed by Xue Ai. His eyes were tender and tender, which Xue Ai couldn't let go of. feelings.

I still remember that I smiled and sighed at him back then: "Yi people are insane, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating!"

Wu Shuang smiled slightly: "I know you like flowers and plants, so I specially cut them to set off the atmosphere."

It has been six years, it seems that six centuries have passed, but when I recall it, it is still the same as yesterday.

I miss you, twin...

Silently poured a glass of wine, and drank it slowly, hearing the sound of wind and snow knocking on the window, Xue Ai couldn't help coughing.

The cold night sky was as clear as washing.In Guangyuan Palace, a newborn baby cried loudly, polluting the boundless night.

The palace servants with happy faces rushed all the way to report: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty! Your Majesty is so happy! The queen gave birth to a dragon son, and now the mother and child are safe!"

When Xue Ai heard about it, she just nodded calmly: "Tell the Queen for Gu, let her rest well, and when everything settles down, the Gu Wang will visit her mother and son."

The palace servants promised to retreat, but Xue Ai felt more sad than happy, sighed softly, and walked out of the palace with a wine glass in hand.

At this time, the snow has stopped and the wind has not stopped, and the palace is decorated with lanterns and festoons. Walking all the way, the sight is full of cool and happy atmosphere.

Unknowingly, he came to the gate of the Chaotang hall. He held his hands behind his back, and suddenly remembered the scene of him and Wu Shuang embracing here in the winter six years ago. Almost all the wine in the bottle spilled out.

Suddenly a few bright red spots appeared in the snow. In the past six years, his health has deteriorated day by day.