The post-registration ceremony was about to arrive in a few days. Si Yusheng didn't feel much about this matter. It was because the ministers said that the position of the queen could not be left vacant, and simply pushed Mingxiang to the upper position.
Then I don't have any comments, anyway, it's just a display, they can do whatever they want.
If I lose my face in my life, then everything is fine. With her, my life will become exquisite, and I will manage my life, but without her, love will be the same.
I will be a good king, and I will do my best to deal with things well, so that the people can eat and dress warmly. That's enough.
I will never be able to make up for my debt to Chaoyan, but I can't treat the people wrong again. I want to come if I think for the people like this, if Chaoyan is still alive, I will be very happy, and I will be very pleased or forgive me...
Sitting in the study room, Si Yusheng rarely thought of Zhaoyan again. After so long, I spent an autumn, a winter and a spring with her, but never in summer.
Throughout the year, we have not lived to perfection, nor our love, and there is nothing perfect when I am with her, children, love, and life.
Without her this summer, Si Yusheng felt empty, hot and irritable.
He can't even remember what Zhaoyan looks like. I didn't paint a portrait for her when she was there, and I didn't ask anyone to paint a portrait for her. All her portraits exist in the country without roots. , And it's in the royal family.
I'm so sorry that she was even more embarrassed to ask for one. She can only rely on recollection, but the days have gradually passed and she has gradually forgotten, and she can't remember it...
Si Yusheng put the memorial aside, brought a piece of paper over, probably drew an outline, and drew her hairstyle. Most of it was just the way she was lying in her pussy. I can’t remember when she was the most luxurious and beautiful. I can only remember her pale appearance.
Her nose, her eyes, and her mouth, I only have a vague concept, which is not very clear anymore. In the end, Si Yusheng couldn't remember it, so he could only put the pen down. New Bayi Chinese website debut
Looking at the portrait I drew, there was only a three-to-fourth similarity, not the one in my memory at all!
I have painted portraits for many people, for myself, for Mingxiang, for the father and the queen, and for the mother, but I have never painted for her.
We were too busy when we first got married. I was busy dealing with the remnants of the sex. It was just a few days later. After a happy day, Mingxiang came back, and the chaos is now.
I didn't even say a word to her, and the memories that I can remember are mostly the ones I mad at her and I hurt her.
Si Yusheng felt speechless and wanted to find her alive, but when she died, she was afraid that she would be disturbed by me again. She must not want to be with me, she must not want to meet me in life or death. !
Si Yusheng sighed and put down the pen. The day and night critics finally made him feel tired, so he closed his eyes and prepared to rest for a while. Unexpectedly, the eunuch who was in charge of the palace lady had something to report.
"His Royal Highness."
Si Yusheng opened his eyes tiredly and looked at him, "What's the matter?"
"If you go back to your Highness, because there is not enough manpower for the post-book ceremony, a new batch of palace ladies have been recruited from outside, and I hope your Highness will have a look."
"The palace lady is the palace lady. Whenever the palace lady's affairs have to be handled by the lord of the country!" Si Yusheng was a little impatient.
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