Water Xuan son reads to read, the heart mouth trembles fiercely, the heartbeat is very quick, as if all want to jump out of the heart.

Water Xuan er's body also slightly shakes, her whole person seems to have isolated all the sounds around, completely immersed in these words.

A scene suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

It's a woman in ancient costume sitting in front of the desk in her study. She picked up her pen and put it down. She repeated it several times. Then she sighed and wrote down these words.

At the end of writing, the woman's hands trembled, and her emotions seemed to be out of control. There seemed to be a lot of emotions hidden in her heart, which were conveyed through these words.

"Although I'm a dandy, I have a deep heart. I hope to unify the country and return the people to a peaceful life I hope that there will be no more wars in the world and that the people will live and work in peace and contentment. This is also the mission of the Dingguo palace, and the responsibility of the princes of our successive dynasties I never dare to forget

Now the border war is urgent. I was sent by your majesty to lead the battle

In this war, I know that there are many dangers, and I also know that there will be traps But for the sake of the people, I have to fight

Before I went to the border, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I picked up my pen and wrote Chen Xinshu

I have no nostalgia for the world, but I can't forget what I want There is only Shaoheng in my heart... "

The last few words, a few words, but wrote a woman to Shangguan childe that deep love, hidden in the heart of the deep love, that kind of anxiety about gain and loss seems to be written in the pen.

Water Xuan son is reading, the heart is painful to get up.

She didn't realize it, she cried, cried silently, tears blurred her eyes.

After reading, Shui xuan'er couldn't help reaching forward and touching these ancient words.

At that time, what kind of mood did she use to write these words? She wrote them in advance with the heart of dying in war.

She didn't know if anyone would see it, but she wrote it down. Maybe she wrote the emotion in her heart through these words.

What shuixuan'er was curious about was what kind of specific story she had with shanggongzi in ancient times.

She's curious, she's dying to know.

Just when shuixuaner was immersed in these words and couldn't calm down, Shangguan Shaoheng reached out and wiped away her tears. "Xuaner, don't cry."

When shuixuan'er heard Shangguan Shaoheng's voice, her hand trembled, and she felt the tears on her face. "Did I cry?"

Shangguan Shaoheng nodded, "well, you cried."

Shangguan Shaoheng gently touched Gu ningshuang's hair and wiped away her tears. He said painfully, "don't cry, it's just some ancient words."

Shuixuan'er shook her head. She knew that these words were not ancient words. They were written by the princess of Dingguo before she went to war.

Looking at the words on the wall, shuixuan'er understood that her words must have been found later, and then she didn't know who had carved them on the wall.

Shuixuan'er took a deep breath to control her mood. She looked at Shangguan Shaoheng and said, "can you understand the words on it, too?"

Shangguan Shaoheng nodded. Just now, his emotion was also very strong. If he didn't control it, he might be similar to shuixuan'er.

These words on the stone wall touched his mood.

Moreover, he felt that these words seemed to be carved by him, that is, in ancient times.

Maybe it was carved by the senior official.