Chapter 732: For the rest of my life, I can't reach...

Regardless of whether he was useless or useless, he was the only man in her life after all.
At least he was thinking of her, he looked like a man in front of her.
It's just... he was sick and stupid, or his brain burned.
Her current identity is embarrassing enough in the Forbidden City.
Had it not been for the two elder brothers, she would have been driven out of the Forbidden City.
Now that I have a letter written by the Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang, I may be able to get some rewards and be sent home again, but it is just that after all.
With an identity like her, she definitely cannot remarry.
When I returned to my natal house, I didn't have to be blinded by those relatives.
How beautiful she used to be, those people would despise her mercilessly.
More serious, both parents may dislike her.
After all, she used to be the hope of a big family, but now it is a shame to the whole family.
Instead of being blinded, drowned by the spit star.
It would be better to be alone in the Forbidden City and die old alone.
Besides, the two elder brothers under the prince were brought up by her.
There are still people respecting when you are old.
The crown prince sneered with a sad sneer when he heard Guarja's treatment.
"In my whole life, I have lived because of the status of the prince. Now that status is gone, what is the meaning of my life? What's the use of being an emperor."
"Then what are you doing?" Guarjia was puzzled.
The prince beckoned to her, and said lightly: "You got closer and said."
"What's the matter, I have to make the gods talk about it." Saying that, it was getting closer.
When Guarja leaned close, the prince moved his lips and whispered the business.
Then, I saw Guarjia sitting back to his original position and said inconceivably, "No, this matter for you is more troublesome than asking an imperial doctor. I really can't do it."
"No, you can do it."
"I said you took so much effort to call me just to do this ridiculous thing. As for what." Guarja rolled his eyes, "If you want me to say, you should ask a doctor to see if you are sick. It can last a year. It's a year."
The prince shook his head helplessly, "You don't understand...In the past few decades, I have dreamed of enthroning and sitting on the dragon chair every day and night. I look forward to... Will be a good emperor, this is my lifelong dream!"
"Then you can't do that either."
"Just as I beg you, you can do me a favor, I will die, and I will die near the nearest place..." the prince said, and knelt down.
Now, where is Guarjia's still able to sit still.
She didn't go to help the prince, but got up and said: "Alright, I'm afraid you won't make it. I will find a way to help people."
"Thanks a lot."
"But I didn't agree to you because of what you gave, because I entered this palace wall back then and I didn't plan to go out again! Even if I die, I must die in the Forbidden City!"
After speaking, she slammed the door and left.
The prince persuaded Guarja to tell Simin happily.
Stumbled across several rooms, but no one was found.
In the end, I was still in the wood house and saw a scene I didn't want to see.
A wide white silk was hung on the beams of the dim wood room.
And on the white silk, hanging the woman he was looking for.
Suddenly, the prince's eyes widened a bit.
While supporting his feet hanging in the air, he shouted hoarsely: "Come on, come and help!"
However, no matter how hard he and the minion worked hard, Simin was already out of breath when he rescued people.
On this day, he hugged the woman in a daze.
What he said was all soulless words.
"I told you not to follow, you have to come..."
"It's all my fault, I shouldn't be soft-hearted at the beginning. If you stay in Yuqing Palace...there will be nothing like today..."
"You wait, when I fulfill my wish, I will go down to accompany you..."
Early the next morning, Simin was buried at will.
It was the night when news came from the Crown Princess, and the matter was done.
Therefore, the prince took advantage of the darkness and left Xian'an Palace while buying the slaves.
Moreover, he also dressed up as an eunuch.
At this moment, the Forbidden City was quiet, only the movement of the guards patrolling.
And inside the Palace of Qianqing, the lights are brightly lit.
The prince walked in the Forbidden City where he grew up, but he felt that everything was so strange.
The white moonlight on the horizon was cold and desolate.
Those memories of the past flooded in my heart.
The bleak night aggravated the desolation in his heart.
The moonlight stretched his shadow, and under the long black shadow, a thick layer of sorrow floated.
Obviously not much distance, but he walked for a long time.
He had been sick for several days and had an irregular diet.
He hasn't eaten since Hershey Simin disappeared, not even a sip of water.
It took all his strength to walk a distance now.
When he walked to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, his clothes were soaked.
There was an abnormal red glow on his face, and he couldn't breathe smoothly.
When he got there, a little met him at the door.
"I said why did you come here until this time, go in!" The little directly pushed him to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
In this Forbidden City, there are no things that money cannot do.
After all, no one can't get through with money.
The prince was already weak, and when he was pushed like this, he staggered and fell a dog-shit.
After lying down like this for several seconds, he supported his body and got up embarrassedly.
However, almost all of his physical energy was consumed when he came.
At this moment he was out of breath, as if he was dying.
Looking at the painted golden dragon-wood chair above, even in the night, it is still golden.
In the faint, there was a magical force that moved him to climb the dragon chair.
He supported his body and crawled around in embarrassment.
I don't know how long it took before he climbed the stairs.
The dragon chair was only ten feet away from him.
"Heh~whee~whee~" He panted heavily and crawled forward with difficulty.
And the golden dragon chair was getting closer and closer to him.
Somehow, I suddenly felt the dragon chair so dazzling.
It seems that there is Buddha's light around, and it is illusory.
However, it seemed to be blooming with cold light.
He felt that his body was not so heavy, and he felt light and light.
Obviously he hadn't sat on the dragon chair yet, but he felt that he was already sitting on his head, looking down on the world.
And he, the emperor who doesn't eat fireworks, carries vicissitudes in his dignity.
Gradually, everything in front of me became so blurred.
The dragon chair looked so close, but so far away.
It seems to be able to reach out, but after more than thirty years, I can't reach it all my life...
No matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't exert any more effort.
Even, his body slid down a little bit along the stairs, rolling down to the bottom.
At this moment, he could no longer move.
Only one pair of eyes stared completely round, barely able to blink.
And, still looking at the dragon chair.