When they came to Lingxiao Concert Hall again, more than ten years had passed. She is Feng, queen of Qingzhou, and he is Feng Lanxi, king of Yongzhou. Looking at the portrait in Lingxiao Hall, I was filled with emotion. So, they promised each other that they would never leave this life.
The following brackets are the original sentences in the book.
Suddenly, the gambling appointment ten years ago came to their mind.
"Losers can never turn their backs on winners!"
So, which of them lost? Who won?
They may hold hands all their lives, whether in trouble or pain.
At that moment, the two were confused and confused.
After standing still for a long time, Feng's eyes moved to the last portrait on the right, looked at the back of the person in the painting and sighed: "The Qing in the painting has turned his back on the world. Can he face the world or not? I don't think he can understand it himself. " When she sighs so much, she thinks about herself and has a vague feeling in her heart. She can understand the contradiction of this ancestor.
Maple haze smell speech breath, think of the first world war in Luo Yingshan, my heart suddenly tightened. I looked at the wind and regretted the clouds, and I saw regret floating on her face. He immediately reached out and took her hand.
Zheng, she looked at him.
"Today, we fight side by side, and he is ruling side by side towards us. A hundred years later, we will stand in the Lingxiao Hall and laugh at future generations. " He held her hand tightly.
Her heart was slightly shaken, and all kinds of complicated emotions poured out instantly. Looking at the dark eyes opposite, after half a ring, she finally agreed softly, "I will never betray you in my life."