The Three Thousand Harem of the Fake Empress

"No! I don't want to go!"

Qin Yan cried bitterly, and the great grief made her sober.

The afterglow of the setting sun in the evening spilled in through the glass windows.

The hot summer wind lifted the black hair covering the desk, and on the computer screen, the game was over.

"Why did you come back, why! No, I'll go in again, I want to rewrite everyone's ending, I want to kill Qiao Jiuyou early."

Qin Yan frantically opened the previous webpage again and again, but failed again and again, and there was no similar trace, "Why, why is it like this, since it is a game, you can start over."

"That's not a game."

An old voice came.

Qin Yan turned her head and saw an old woman sitting not far away.

"What do you mean!" Qin Yan couldn't help standing up, and staggered past. She was even more frightened, and she asked tremblingly, "Those are all true?"

The old woman sighed, her wrinkles were full of sadness, she mustered up her courage, and said sadly: "Actually, when you transmigrated to become an empress, Qiao Yulan was already burned to death by Qiao Jiuyou.

The three thousand in the harem were indulging in great grief, Fengyan went on a hunger strike, Axi hung on the beam, let Shiqing swallow poison, Murong Anran... She jumped from the kunyu's spine, and her bones did not remain.After she died, Qiao Jiuyou went crazy and fell off the city wall.

Xu Xicong assisted Qiao Xueqing on his ascension to the throne, and worked hard to teach him for ten years. Finally, three months after the new emperor ascended the throne, he deliberately drenched in snow, causing the cold to invade his body. "

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Qin Yan burst into tears, she slumped on the ground and shook her head desperately, "I don't believe you, I don't believe you! Where are you from, crazy woman!"

The old woman lowered her head, touched her face with withered fingers, and continued digging people's hearts for a while, "Their souls are wandering in the capital, and they would rather be lonely ghosts than reincarnate.

So, I took it upon myself to persuade them that as long as they are willing to reincarnate, in a certain life, I will let you say goodbye.

I searched for thousands of years, and finally found Your Majesty, and then sent you back to the past, fulfilling their eternal regret...

When you traveled back, it was stuck after Qiao Yulan died, and I erased the redundant memories, so that I was able to develop in another way. "

"No, I don't believe you!" Qin Yan stepped back, her eyes filled with fear, "This is a trick game, isn't it? You are playing with me, aren't you?"

"The game is fake, and finding the person you love the most is also fake. I just want you to take good care of them as soon as possible!" The old woman dared not look at people, her old face was full of helplessness and Sad, "Fortunately, this time they died in your arms and in your love, not separated by fire, without a word of farewell."

"Who are you! Why should I believe your nonsense!"

"It doesn't matter who I am, I'll let the truth come to light!" The old woman seemed to be covered by dust, rubbed her eyes, and said with a sob: "I know you don't want to believe it, because you love them and don't want to accept the great pain. Their second deaths were all without regrets. I think I fulfilled my previous promise."

"What the hell are you... talking about!" Qin Yan cried, "Let me go, I'm not Qiao Yulan, I'm just Qin Yan."

"Qin Yan? Qin Yan is the reshaping of Qiao Yulan's body and soul after thousands of years." The old woman trembled and sighed, "She is you, you are her, you are one person."

The sudden confession is hard to accept, and some pain must be carried through to the end.

Complete death is the only way to be reborn in Nirvana.

The old woman continued: "February [-], I want to take you away. Ah Xi, Ren Shiqing, has come to an end, but who knows what he did, disobeying the destiny, being punished by the avenue, being struck by lightning, Feng Yan carried all of it Go! You fell from the high platform again, and I had no choice but to... defy the destiny again and sacrifice all living creatures within a radius of ten miles to save you.

I know, you want to stay in Yuqiong forever, but I don't have enough spiritual power, and you can't defy the fate of heaven, so I had to bring you back in a hurry. "

Qin Yan opened her lips and stared blankly at the person.

After a while, she forced herself up and swayed forward.

Ten steps, but a thousand years.

The two faced each other for three feet, Qin Yan burst into tears, she stuffed her into her arms, and called softly, "Yun... Yunyu."

"Your Majesty!" The old woman hid in Qin Yan's arms and wept bitterly, "Your Majesty, Yunyu... old... old! She is no longer the saintess she used to be, no longer the beauty who used to overwhelm the country. My My skin is shriveled, my eyes have lost their light, and my soul is no longer alive."

Qin Yan rolled down her tears and hugged her tightly, unwilling to part for a moment.

The reunion in this life is the loss of many lives accumulated.

All languages ​​have the potential to be mixed with grit.

Only action is the purest gem in the world.

With tears in her eyes, Qin Yan kissed someone.

Thousands of longings and affection are put on the lips, tossing and tearing, it is an infinite nostalgia.

In the fusion of lips and teeth, it is holding out the heart and confessing to the one you love passionately.

Qin Yan accompanied the other party's face, rubbing it with tears, "Yunyu, I...I miss you so much! I miss you so much!"

"His Majesty……"

……

After embracing and crying for a long time, Qin Yan gradually accepted the ending.

She is glad that she was able to give love to everyone in the past time.

Their consummation has never been their own consummation.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is going to hell alone without the company of your lover.

Qin Yan suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but ask, "Where's that femme fatale Qiao Jiuyou? She also reincarnated?"

"No!" Yunyu shook her head resolutely, "Killing the emperor is an unforgivable crime, because she has the image of an emperor herself, she dare not stay in hell, and has no chance of rebirth, drifting in the place between yin and yang until she returns to desolation."

"That's good. I was always deceived by her harmless appearance. In my previous life, I ended up being burned to death. After timetraveling, I caused Axi and the others to die miserably."

"Don't mention her," Yunyu choked with joy and said, "Everyone said goodbye to His Majesty, and everything is complete!"

Let's not mention the past, only the friendship in my arms, drunk with the night wind.

……

As night falls, thousands of lights are lit.

Qin Yan cooks herself and cooks a table of dishes.

When the food was ready, the doorbell rang. She put down the oil shovel and walked quickly from the kitchen to the door. The courier brother handed over the goods and asked people to sign.

A large bouquet of fiery red roses was brought in by Qin Yan.

Yunyu turned his face slowly, and tears filled his eyes instantly.

"Don't cry anymore," Qin Yan stepped forward, "Maybe this method is greasy and old-fashioned, but I really want to express my excitement that cannot be concealed. After much deliberation, I just want to do this."

Rubbing the fresh and tender petals with withered fingers, Yunyu felt a little hurt, "Junqiao...I am old."

Qin Yan lowered her head and kissed the back of Yunyu's hand, "Then wait for me patiently, I will grow old with you."

Yunyu finally smiled.

At this time, there was a burning smell in the kitchen.

"There are still vegetables in the pot." Qin Yan hurriedly got up.

Looking at the emperor who has become a man of the world, Yunyu is filled with emotion.

No one can stop the torrent of history, and dynasties are like sand castles, completely disintegrated and permanently eliminated in the turbulence.

The situation changed suddenly, and the boldness and mightiness of the dynasty's iterations were completely covered by a few wisps of fireworks in this world.

Soon, the dishes were ready and the table was full.

Qin Yan untied her apron, washed her hands, helped her from the sofa, put her elbows around her waist, and said tenderly, "The feeling of hugging you still hasn't changed, just like yesterday."

Yunyu joked: "I'm old, I can't listen to your love words."

"Nonsense," Qin Yan reprimanded softly, and settled the person down. She sat opposite Yunyu, opened a bottle of red wine, poured herself a glass, and poured half a glass for the other party. She squinted a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, With a lot of emotion, he said: "Yunyu, celebrate the reunion."

Yunyu nodded and handed out the wine glass.

When the two cups collided, there was a crisp sound.

The Milky Way is full of stars in the summer night.

A stool, two people, is already the most beautiful scenery.

Yunyu leaned on the man and seemed quite tired, his spiritual power was exhausted, and old age became a hurdle that he couldn't get past.

"I searched for your tenth life, and during these thousand years, I thought that His Majesty's reincarnation would definitely be a dignified person, a dragon or a phoenix, but it was wrong every time.

In this life, I will look at the bottom, and use the blue butterfly to carry His Majesty's last vestige of life every day and night to search for it, and soon find the rightful owner. "Yunyu smiled helplessly, "So my Majesty is an ordinary person~"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with it," Qin Yan put her arms around the person, "I don't have to worry about food and clothing, my parents are still alive, I have friends, and we often get together, it's all good."

"Maybe His Majesty is tired of fighting and returning to basics." Deep sleepiness overwhelmed Yunyu, panting heavily, and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty, my concubine is tired and has to leave."

"Yunyu!" Qin Yan choked up instantly, "Can you wait for me any longer?"

"I can't wait anymore. Thousands of years of ups and downs have exhausted the spiritual power of my concubines." Yunyu looked at the starry sky, very helpless, "The All Souls Sect, which was passed down in ancient times, was so beautiful at the beginning, but the power of mortals gradually gained the upper hand. It is inevitable that we will become weaker and weaker day by day. I can live for so long because of the concentration of the whole family, which allows me to continue the bloodline alone.

Even now, this era does not need to transcend nature. Mortals have supreme wisdom and perseverance. They can open up the world and surpass the gods in another way. "

Qin Yan burst into tears, Yunyu wasted all the high hopes given by his clansmen on himself.

She searched for herself for thousands of years, she took herself through time, and finally went to perish alone.

"From the beginning to the end, I don't regret it... I want to dedicate my spiritual power to my lover. This is my choice and the greatest long-cherished wish in my life." With the remaining strength, Yunyu said sadly: "The sad thing is, Your Majesty, your life is very short, I can't bear to tell you the time limit, you must hurry up and find them in the few remaining lives."

Qin Yan froze for a moment, then nodded.

She stroked Yunyu's pale hair and couldn't stop crying.

"Your Majesty, before this concubine leaves, I will give you a gift." Yunyu smiled with difficulty, and took out a crystal ball from her bosom, "Here is the memory of Axi and the other five in their previous lives. In a certain life, I will leave it to you.

If God is merciful, they will live in the same life with you, smash it, restore the memory, and let the love continue. "

Qin Yan took the crystal ball tremblingly, the weight in her palm made her breathless.

"Your Majesty, I have prepared invitations for you. Tomorrow night, take the invitations and go find them." With a smile, Yunyu slowly closed her eyes and murmured softly: "All spirits live, for love."

The crooked body in his arms gradually disintegrated, and the stars floated away.

In the midst of howling, the dust is fleeting with the wind.

A blue butterfly suddenly burst out from the grief and loneliness. After lingering around for a while, its wings slowed down and landed on Qin Yan's shoulder.

Both shoulders trembled violently, and the blue butterfly fluttered its wings slowly, as if to comfort her.

"Go...to find them!"

A voice sounded for the last time.