Shangguan Jing said with a pale face, "brother, don't deceive yourself. The bracelets have been smashed and the horses have been eaten by wild animals. She is a weak woman. Is she stronger than a horse? Where can she survive if she falls down? "
For a moment, his naive thought made him embarrassed.
"I'll try again." Finally, shangguanyi whispered, "you must find her bones back?" In his heart, there is a kind of unspeakable pain, "if she can live, I will treat her well, she has always been a good one."
Shangguan Jing carefully put up the broken jade, but also regardless of the broken jade palm, staggered to stand up, "is to find her bones, can't let her wild."
He was wrong.
Even if you don't like her, you shouldn't treat her like this.
If he could come back again, he would promise to keep her at the feast. So she would not, because of the mountain bandit attack, the horse was frightened and fell directly down the cliff and died.
Or, earlier, he shouldn't have put her in the palace.
He grew up with his brother when he was young. How can he not know his temperament? He is always ruthless to those who dislike and dislike.
He wants to find her bones and bring her back to King Jing's house for burial in the name of Princess Jing. This is him. He owes her.
Brother Huang has a saying that she has always been good. The only bad thing about her is that she can't like them. In the end, she's gone.
Shangguan wing also followed to find the corpse, "whether she or die, I will take her back to the palace." His eyes are a little red, and his mind is constantly replaying scenes of getting along with her.
The sound was in his ears, and the slow and beautiful sound of the piano seemed to be ringing in his ears all the time.
The sweet and soft snack, which melts in the mouth, seems to have been eaten only yesterday.
That pillow can sleep on the pillow, do not know how many days and nights with him.
He regretted that he should not give her to others on impulse.
She's a good one. There's nothing wrong with her. If she is still alive, he will give her unlimited honor, should give her, give her.
Both of them are looking for the whereabouts of Tangguo.
They searched for many days, but did not find anyone. They only found some bloody clothes on the way.
Half a month later, they put together their clothes and skirts, and asked the people from Chen state that she was wearing that day.
They can no longer deceive themselves, say that she is still alive, their faces without a smile, numbly mounted the horse, with her blood clothes, back to the imperial city.
After Shangguan Yi returned to the palace, he issued a decree and named "Jiao Fei" as the imperial concubine. Later, he was buried in the ceremony of imperial concubine. The original Jiao Ling hall was changed into the imperial concubine building. No one is allowed to go in and out. People are arranged to guard and clean them regularly.
Shangguanjing returns to the mansion and sets up the tablet of Tangguo, whose identity is Princess Jing.
The memorial tablet was placed in the study compartment, and was offered day and night. Beside it, the only portrait he had painted for her was still hanging.
Above her, like a fairy who droops her eyes and meditates, is beautiful both in movement and in stillness.
She and Tang Jiao are not the same, her beauty is not the same, her good intoxication, and so found, everything is too late.
Tang Jiao knew that shangguanyi had set up a memorial tablet for Tang Guo. After a few sneers in her heart, she came to the study to find him. She still remembered that the other party took her to Jiangnan to play.
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