Sometimes, the more we want to ignore some things, the more they wrap around us, like shadows, leaving no room for breath. Xu Yan woke up from his dream again. The sky outside was dark, the night had not completely disappeared, and the light of the day and the thick ink intertwined. She always thought that the sea might be like this, blending with the sky, deep blue. It's a pity that she had never seen it before.

The palace was quiet, and the sound of her alone was rustling, which was particularly obvious in the quiet night. In fact, she could feel it, and perhaps not the only one could feel it. She thought that her mother's queen might be the same. She once heard that when a person was about to die, she would be more sensitive to everything around her. She felt that if this was the case, then her return date might not be far away.

In fact, she was only a person who had lived for more than ten years, but she felt that she had been wasting her way in this world for too long, so long that she felt that it was OK, even if it was the end, she could accept it. She held her knees alone on the bedside and looked outside for a long time, and maintained this posture, as if it was eternal at this moment.

Maybe she had been unwilling to give up and had other ideas, but now it seems that there is nothing that cannot be given up. She is really tired. She once thought that the sayings of past and present life were just rumors, ridiculous and ridiculous. But now she believes, and devoutly like any believer. Does anyone give her any choice? She guessed that it was not.

She was forced to dream of her life in her previous life, intermittently, and pieced together like fragments. She had to admit that perhaps she did much better in her previous life than she is now. After all, Xu Guo created another prosperous era under her leadership - Xuanhe. But now she is still raising her life for her life, not to mention those great achievements. Therefore, from this perspective, she has failed completely in this life.

To be honest, don't mention others. Even she could not help but sigh when she looked at her past life as a bystander. She was so hard at that time that she had to admire her. But then again, she also struggled so hard in the first six years of her first ascendance to the throne. From this point of view, she was not much different.

When she first dreamed of her previous life, she didn't realize what it was, and she just thought it was another absurd dream. But as time passed, the content of the dream became more and more complete, so she had to admit that it was her previous life, and she dreamed of another her who lived at different times.

She could no longer be a spectator, and regarded all this as a play. She had become a person in the play, sharing the same fate with the other she in her dream. She was only eighteen years old this year, but she had seen her life for so many years in the future. She was so desperate and so exhausting.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that perhaps the gods in the book often said that "the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed" might be really for their own good. I know that things will not be a good thing in the future, at least that's what she thought.

If you see your bright and beautiful side in the future, you might have some confidence in the current difficult environment; but if you see the future you don’t want to see the least, you will lose all the motivation to struggle like her in an instant. Perhaps this is just an excuse to allow her to accept her failure with peace of mind, but it is indeed very useful.

In fact, for her, those failures in political affairs, or the failures in her political career, were nothing. She had already seen the future clearly. Xu Guo would still be like this without her, and it would be no different with her. He would not be a waste of money to raise those ministers. They also had their own plans and would never let the monarch make too many mistakes.

So, the only thing she cares about is one thing, that is her lover. When she first realized that what she saw was her future, she was excited and nervous, desperately recalling other scenes she had dreamed of. But the more she thought about it, the colder her heart became. Those memories were never forgotten in the depths of her mind, so she remembered all the details without any effort.

She saw that she would marry Yunqi, and she also saw that Yunqi became Liu Fei's fiancé after all; she saw that she ordered Liu Fei to be executed, and she also saw that Yunqi stood up to refute her the moment she heard her order; she saw that Yunqi entered the court and became a fifth-rank official, and she also saw the scene of him going to court from the path of her bedroom every morning. She saw everything, including the glass of wine he brought for her.

She suddenly felt it was ridiculous. People who care about it would never give them a glimpse of their eyes, but would instead be impatient and want to escape. On the contrary, they would give their sincerity to those who don’t care about them. Although they knew that this intention would not be rewarded, they still stubbornly loved him in their own way, hoping that they would get the same response from him one day.

But how could it be? They were as cold as those people thought at the beginning, and those so-called responses only existed in their fantasies and would not be realized at all.

So when Xu Yan saw that scene, there was not much fluctuation in her heart, but she felt a sense of relief after being relieved. It was like the book was finally finished after chasing for a long time, and the ending was as you expected. Although it was a bit a pity, although it was a little reluctant, the ending was as expected, so there was no other stronger feeling.

At the beginning, she didn't think anything, but as time went by, she dreamed of this scene for a long time. Sometimes she would just look at his calm cheeks for a long time, without waiting for his next move. She didn't make a sound urging him. Obviously she didn't know if she could speak to him in the dream. She just waited quietly for him, hoping to dream of something different. But obviously, it was not. Dreams were dreams, which were not controlled by her will.

So she would wait for the hand he reached out to her countless times, and wait for the glass of crystal clear wine in his hand. To be honest, she did not dream of the scene after this. She always woke up after drinking this glass of wine, so she didn't know whether she was dead or not. But she already had a guess in her heart that she might be dead, after drinking this glass of wine.

There was almost no hesitation. From the first day she dreamed of this dream, she subconsciously thought that this glass of wine was a glass of poisonous wine, and that her life in her previous life might have ended in this glass of wine. So although she did not dream of it, she still knew her ending and guessed what was in the glass.
Chapter completed!