Ruyi's Royal Love in Palace Aestheticism Quotations

Ruyi's Royal Love in Palace Aestheticism Quotations

In the distance, the sky is empty, and the moonlight is flowing, spilling aimlessly from the deep blue sky, outlining the soft and hazy outline of Yikun Palace. The following are beautiful quotations and sentences of royal love in Ruyi Palace that I shared. I hope you like it!

Candlelight fills the air, and the emperor lies flat beside Ruyi. They lie side by side with their eyes closed, in order to resist seeing each other.

It turns out that I really hate it, and I don't even want to see it near. He looked up blindly, only knowing that no matter how indulgent he was, no one standing behind him would leave.

The joys and sorrows of the world are like autumn grass and cold smoke, and the years are brilliant and withering in his distant childhood. But he is always willing to believe that even if things change, he still has a loyal library and a sincere wife like Yi.

But now, Heaven's Library has become the skeleton of Han Xiao. Like Yi, like Yi's heart, will you slowly move towards humble people?

He pondered for a long time, letting his thoughts keep winding and pulling.

To be sure, they are in their prime. She turned her head under the dense pink cherry blossoms and smiled at him. Endless pink romance, unbridled, unbridled, but has been drunk. However, if you can't stand the night breeze, you will fall like rain and despise the land. They didn't know this at the time. When he first met her, all his thoughts fell on her, and there was a pink petal in her light hair. He couldn't help approaching her and calling her softly. Green cherry. ?

The gentle and silent shaking in the past gave him an unspeakable bitterness. Just for a moment, he suddenly remembered Ling's face, which was severely beaten by him, and his restraint and calmness. He sent Ling Yunche to the eaves of Yikun Palace. Even his own heart is blurred. What is this for? What exactly do you want to see?

Yes, she has no tears and can't cry. Only bleeding.

No one knows, and no one may understand, that Ling Che Yun was not a passionate love for her when she was young. He is a tree growing beside her, with lush foliage and green color. Give her shelter from the wind and rain and stop for a while. However, it is gone now, only she is exposed to the vast world, scorched by the scorching sun, bullied by the wind and snow, and fallen by the cold rain.

She has no strong mother, no intimate daughter, only one son, who has been sent to Highland. Honey, it's nothing. Actually, she does. There used to be, but that's his? A little affection, a little here and a little there, is never comprehensive. Because of this, the queen's birthright became nothingness, vanity and loneliness.

Sometimes when I think about it, it's all illusory. An emotion that has persisted for decades rises and falls, and competition is because of another emotion. It was he who personally led himself to the bustling splendid family, but it was also he who left her alone and left her alone.

Finally, with a touch of your hand, only the roll of ink plum will not change at any time and will still bloom.

At this time, the dawn dawned, reflecting the bright snow, and the smell of wintersweet was faintly heard in the air. The cold snow is shallow, and the fragrance is floating. There are dark blue clouds and haze in the sky, which overlap with the glow of flowing fire, like layers of gauze, as bright as strange, and like the wings of a huge phoenix.

It seems that many years ago, when they were still young, the emperor stood under a lush flower tree. The vastness and beauty of the sunset glow was a boundless wave shadow, and his bright smile merged into the best yearning in the world. Pink reflects his eyebrows and eyes in love day by day, and he smiles at her there. His smile is the bright snow light after the first night. Even if it is cold, it has the power to warm people's hearts.

That was a long time ago.

For a long time, even she was confused. Is it just a vague image of her youth, which can only be used to comfort her aging years?

She used to miss him very much and her great calendar. In the past lush years. The courtyard of the hidden building is so deep that she sits alone in the west window and waits for him, from morning till dusk. There has been a continuous spring rain outside, and it has never stopped. She knew it was a miss between heaven and earth, just like her. When she finally heard the tapping of the brass knocker, a heart opened with the door, just like the tall figure who came in, looking forward to the bright sky.

It was calm and happiness in the morning and evening. In the storm, I am looking forward to your return.

But the person in front of me is not the person at that time. Looking at each other, I was disappointed.

I am deeply attached, because I will be happy in my heart; Now love is spreading, because it is not so painful.

? Your majesty, you are wrong. ? Ruyi picked up his clothes, stood on his own feet and looked at him straight. He has always been a handsome man with a thin face, thin eyebrows, warm eyes, straight nose and rosy lips. Her whispering is a lingering complaint. In my life, male and female servants have only been devoted to one man, and they have always been. What a pity, isn't it? She sighed softly. I'll never get him back in my life. ? She lost herself in her thoughts and whispers. The best years of male and female servants are spent with him. It's a pity that he has never been around male and female servants when they are in danger, when they are confused, and when they are lonely and powerless. Even those who are willing to attract male and female servants to treat them well are suspicious. That's because, in fact, he rarely believes in male and female servants, and he also suspects them. Therefore, male and female servants began to be disappointed and gradually got used to this disappointment. Disappointed for a long time, but also completely desperate for him. ?

I haven't seen you for a year.

Such a hasty meeting made her cheeks swollen and painful, but he refused to hit her with his hand. She vaguely recognized his appearance. She clearly remembers what he looked like when they last met. He's a little old. Although he is only one year old, aging is like the shadow of dusk, which is irresistible.

She always thinks that being so tired is her own business. But I don't want to. He is experiencing.

Really, really want to forget. But in the silence of Buddha's voice, it is very difficult to forget it deliberately. What is hidden under the calm ups and downs of the past is a poem and a voice. The white dew in the morning, the blooming of red cherries, the details, and the dribs and drabs will surge out when facing him.

For example, Yimou's eyes turned gently and landed on the embroidered frame with only half of the pattern embroidered. It was a half-opened blue cherry blossom, blooming leisurely on the white gauze. There is also the semi-finished "Going to the Wall Right away", which is an endless list of joys and sorrows.

If it is easy to sigh lightly, it is full of worries. I don't know about that. Can you save my eternal life?

Rong Pei nodded, looking firm and peaceful.

Ruyi smiled without a trace of nostalgia. She raised the knife to her chest, but the blade didn't touch the handle. Action quickly, luck knife fell, only feel deep cold in the chest, not too much blood spilled.

Ruyi looked up and saw the sunshine outside the window, one after another, like a large piece of kapok in full bloom, burning and sweet. In the spread of pain, she suddenly remembered a little bit of the past.

In the warm sunshine, it is full of shade and green, and the newly opened tung flowers are purple and white, with a sweet taste. He waited for her under the flowers and leaves, with a bright smile on his face, and slowly approached.

She can't remember when it happened. Is it a real past or an illusory illusion?

But, that must be, that's the beginning of him and her. Once I thought you were like ice and snow all over the sky, deep into the bone marrow, but in the morning, the sun was shining, and I could only watch it mix with dust, melt dirty and have nothing.

Ruyi smiled gently and stopped breathing in the pain of fragmentation.

What you see is that your hands are facing each other.

Her mistakes are probably numerous. So I don't defend myself, I just look at him, and my eyes are particularly black.

The soft part of my heart seems to have been hit hard by something, and that kind of pain leads to bitterness in my nose. The emperor was a little weak, showing some rare weakness. Urnala, she yearns for the life of a folk couple. Being a son's wife made her miserable. ?

The queen mother sighed lightly: When you say that, you can see that you have taken what she said to heart, so why be so determined.

The emperor tried his best to harden his heart and said coldly that the queen mother who committed suicide broke up with her son. I punished her for what she did to her son and grounded her. ?

The queen mother was silent and just looked at the emperor. How can the emperor not understand the clarity and regret in his eyes? The son naturally feels sorry for her. ?

? After all, the Urnala family is in love with your hiding place. Do you still hate her when she's dead?

? What my son treasures is the green cherry of that year. For Ulan Nara Ruyi, she and her son are both disappointed in each other. ? The emperor is in a daze. After all, both her son and she failed each other. She must hate my guts. At that time, she was straightforward, simple and single-minded to me when she was in Qingying. Unfortunately, these days, I can't go back. ?

This sentence seems to have taken away all the power supported by the emperor. He wanted to say something, and then the tears in his eyes stopped him. If you open your mouth again, you must be choking. Why show your guard here?

Yes, countless hours have passed in a hurry, and no one has ever been a teenager. Isn't the green cherry he yearns for also the era of Li Hong that he can't let go of?

The charming teenager Lang Jiran is dying, and the girl who cares about herself is heartbroken. Who still remembers that year, that wall immediately echoed from afar, and it hurts to know you at the sight. Maybe that's why I care so much about how painful it is now. And don't want to heartache, can do, just don't care, just refuse, can be numb.

Li Yu sink a track:? The Queen of Yikun Palace has been abandoned for more than a year, and she only focuses on embroidery and chanting when she has nothing to do. There is nothing but embroidery in one or two colors. Please take care of the emperor. ?

Non-success branches and rhombic branches hold Jiao Yun's veils, as white as frost and snow, and unfold slowly. The emperor paused, his eyes slightly moist.

There are really only two-color maps.

Blue cherry blossoms bloom like clouds, and the red ones lick fresh. Except for beauty, the rest are plain white, and the needles on them are detailed and thick. Tens of thousands of needles were stabbed in each petal, and it took me an instant to move all the feelings on the silk cloth.

The heat in the fundus is getting hotter and hotter, almost stinging. He rolled his eyes, raised his face, raised it again, and pushed the tears down. He heard his calm tone. What does she have left?

Li Yu respectfully said: an unfinished embroidery pattern is no different from these. On the other hand, there is a semi-finished book beside the queen, which is Bai Pu's "Up the Wall at once". ?

He deliberately kept a steady heartbeat and suddenly lost his rhythm. That was the first play he listened to with her. The people in my memory are still zhanghua's children and cardamom.

She's still reading, reading. Remember the first time they met. Looking at each other from afar, love at first sight.

It happened that the poem said, I care for you immediately from a distance, and my heart breaks when I see you.

At the end of the relationship with him, all she won was the eternal separation between heaven and man. The world is heartbroken.

The emperor seems to be talking to himself. Half of the embroidery sample was left, half of the book was read, and he died.

In the later years, most of the emperor's leisure time was spent in Changchun Palace's longing for the filial piety queen. Occasionally, in Maywood, he would listen to the thin children singing "Up the Wall at once" and hold a silk handkerchief in a trance.

The actors sang love words leisurely. Curtain roll shrimp beard, empty green window bead beard, suffocating me to leave home alone. Locke thought of gold cangue, jade lock and romantic prison. ?

Lonely and long, wandering in the Forbidden City.

Trance is still the era of love after the emperor, such as Yi Chu being a queen. After such a long time and so many people, she finally came to her side and became her wife, not the kind of concubine with a bright and fuzzy face. He promised her this. When he was a brother, he knew very well that although he was an emperor, he was born in poverty, and even his own father looked down on him and avoided him. So he had an adoptive mother, Xi Guifei, and he tried his best to be filial to this adoptive mother who brought glory to the family. He studied hard to win his honor.

At that time, he had Fu Chashi from Defoe, a well-known family, and a gentle and honest Gao Shi, the daughter of a college classmate. That noble and Miri, Malaysia woman, Malaysian, who is deeply loved by her family, only feels alienated after falling in love. They are different from their own hearts. Only Yi Ru, who was also called Qingying at that time, was disdained by her brother and was given to him as a pawn woman by Xi Guifei. Even Xi Guifei said:? You can not spoil her, but you must marry her and be kind to her. ? Yes, Qingying can be a good move for her to compete with her third brother Hongshi for status. Qingying, she also has a prominent background. She is the niece of the late emperor Urana Ra. This heavy identity, however, became her biggest embarrassment in later days.

After Qing Ying entered the palace, it was very difficult because the life of the late Emperor Wu Lannala was bleak, and because Wu Lannala was defeated by the current Empress Dowager. She was left out in the cold for some years before he really fell in love with Qingying. Because the kind of green cherry who has been with him for many years knows each other's thoughts and really looks like herself. She is still a lonely person, in the center of a rich and beautiful forest.

So he doubled her honor and gave her the position of queen.

Once, there was harmony between piano and musical instruments. And the best initial time stayed in the years of Yikun Palace.

At that time, she was so young with him. There are countless possibilities in Ming Can's life, and all sincerely believe that we can walk together to the day when the years are old.

The emperor held out his hand and lovingly touched the gate of Ikun Palace.

The pale gray raised by the tentacles made the emperor cough. When he looked carefully, he found that the red paint on the door was mottled, and even the copper nails grew dark green rust. The weeds growing wantonly on the wall and the cobwebs with thin eaves are all so strange and sparse.

The once affectionate Yikun Palace, which once claimed to be the mother of the world, is so dilapidated?

In fact, it is these days.

He knows best that he will be snubbed by the court. He is above ten thousand people and wins the world. Is it true that his eyes were black when he was young? If it weren't for the protection of his wet nurse and the care of Xi Guifei, how could he be today?

Therefore, he knows too much about Ruyi's pride and how to defeat her pride.

Even the queen should kneel to the emperor and bow to show her respect.

But ruyi, her eyes are so sharp. Just like the day she lost her hair, so determined and so sad.

Everything can't go back in the end.

The emperor stood quietly in front of the door for a long time, just quietly.

The moon is gradually setting to the west, and even the moonlight is somewhat chilly by the night dew.

Li Yu knelt not far behind the emperor, and even his knees were numb. He only vaguely felt that cold sweat had flowed from layer to layer, as if it would never end.

He shouldn't have seen it any more than the emperor should have come here.

Yi Kun Palace should be the place that the emperor hates most; The people in the Yi Kun Palace should be the people the emperor dislikes the most. However, on such a celebrated Wanshou Festival, before the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is about to be spent by the full moon, the emperor lingered in front of the Yikun Palace, unwilling to leave.

He didn't say any more, but it was enough to attract the attention of the emperor. The emperor pondered for a while, but still came to her. At that moment, it was easy to say whether it was joy or sadness, as if all the love, hate and bitterness had disappeared one by one. When he was a little boy, he rode slowly towards her.

At the moment when tears blurred her eyes, she hugged her heart, curled up tightly and leaned against the mud under her feet, trying to shrink herself into an invisible thing, even moss under the wall. However, she is ashamed of herself. By his side, she is the queen of the world in her prime, and she is so embarrassed and painful.

She bowed her head in despair. Finally, a step away, she clearly saw the sea water pattern embroidered at the bottom of Jiangya's bright yellow robe. This is the so-called? Jiangshan Wan Li? She hasn't seen it for a long time.

The man stayed in front of her like a huge shadow, blocking all the light in the room. Everything not far away is vaguely blurred and becomes an illusory and distant floating shadow. She vaguely heard the queen's anxious voice calling: Your Majesty? That voice is to make everyone indifferent.

The bright fire behind him reflected on the clothes blown by the wind, floating a distant and vain luster. He walked up to him silently and curled up silently. Only the wind in the tunnel, wandering in ignorance, rustles in my ears.

He leaned down and put his red and gold cloak over her. His fingers gently brushed away the wet broken hair on her face and whispered:? It's autumn, don't freeze. ?

Such a gentle tone, as clear as the crescent moon in the sky, seems to be moonlight with flowers, quietly and peacefully dispelling the smell that is difficult to enter the nose around, and quietly dispersing. As if for the first time in a year, he also called her "Sister Qingying" in that tone. ?

She nodded slightly and looked awkward. Don't look at me, save me some face. Don't see me in such a mess. ?

He also nodded: No matter how many years have passed, you are still the strong sister in my heart. ? He leaned over and said quietly and solemnly, Qingying, take care. ?

At this time, he called her? Green cherry? , not? Ruyi? . It is a happy green cherry blossom in previous years. At that time, they were still young, and their minds were heavy and concise. Instead of. Ruyi? The little concubine who tried her best to protect herself in the harem, the woman who fell out of favor and was sent to the cold palace by him.

Qingying and Li Hong, those were their best years.

Unfortunately, it's all over.

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