Chongxi couldn't help but raise her hand again and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks.

"Silly girl, how can you cry?" He said, "When you cry, you become ugly." ”

"I didn't cry." Hua Xi sniffed and said stubbornly, "It's just that the tears fell out by themselves." ”

Chongxi smiled slowly, with the bitterness of Sansheng tea, "Who hooked your tears out?" Who brought you to tears? Who made you so sad? ”

Hua Xi lowered his head and wiped the tears from his face.

"Emperor, the last time you were in the Collection Pavilion, why did you cry?"

Chongxi was stunned for a moment, and asked lightly: "Why do you ask this?" ”

"Just curious." Hua Xi's voice was a little hoarse.

"That's the words left by the deceased." Chongxi said lightly.

"Where is the deceased?"

"It's gone with the smoke."

Hua Xi looked at him, but he just lowered his head and fiddled with the strings, his expression still looking very flat.

Is the woman with his name written all over the flower paper gone?

"The emperor cares about her very much."

"Well, it's like life."

Hua Xi was silent, and he could see that he cared about that woman.

When I saw the words she wrote, I would suddenly cry, it must be, a very deep longing and bond.

"That woman, is her name Hua Xi?" Hua Xi asked suddenly.

The strings under Chongxi's fingers were suddenly hooked hard by him and broken...... The piercing sound seemed to disturb a sweet dream.

He suddenly raised his head, and there was deep complexity and shock in his eyes.

At that moment, his flawless and delicate countenance, like fine porcelain, had a slight crack.

"You ......"

"When I was unconscious, I dreamed of the emperor's childhood." Hua Xi said calmly, "I don't know why I have such a dream, maybe it's because I'm in Chonghua Palace." ”

"What did you dream about?" There was a tremor in his voice.

"I dreamed of the emperor, and a little girl, it was raining very hard, she was wet, you were holding an umbrella to hide from the rain, she said her name was Hua Xi."

A trance appeared in Chongxi's eyes, "And then?" ”

"No more." Hua Xi shook his head, "That's it, the dream woke up." ”

Chongxi didn't speak, his hand was removed from the guqin, and a blood mark was scratched by the broken strings of the finger addiction, and a blood dripped on the qin.

In an instant, the simple and exquisite body of the piano bloomed with a large golden lotus.

Hua Xi was amazed to see that the emperor's blood would turn into a lotus flower, this was the first time she had seen it.

"The emperor is injured, let's bandage it." Amazed to amazed, Hua Xi still said with concern.

Chongxi smiled indifferently, casually took the bleeding finger into his mouth, and sucked it gently.

The taste of blood spreads between the lips and teeth.

It's just a small injury.

"Emperor, do you like me because I have the same name as the person in your heart?" Hua Xi asked.

Chongxi was in a trance for a while, and actually nodded with a smile: "Hmm." ”

Then he said, "I'm sorry, is it annoying you?" ”

"Nope." Hua Xi shook his head seriously, "I just feel that it is honorable." ”

"Thank you." Chongxi tilted his head, looked at the white smoke rising from the white jade incense burner, and laughed casually.

"Emperor, in the past and present lives, reincarnation is endless, maybe, you can find her again." Hua Xi said astringently.

I didn't feel too sad in my heart.

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Everyone is entangled in Hua Xi's cruelty to Chongxi? She doesn't know what happened in her previous life, she just follows the trajectory of life in this life, the first person she met was Yue, she is a person of great affection, why can't she ask for a new night for Yue?

Chongxi's waiting and loneliness, Hua Xi doesn't know, now put the shackles of her previous life on her back, how to write this article, everyone calm down, always take your time.