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The chasing wind waiting at the foot of the mountain inadvertently glanced at it, and couldn't help but look stunned.

He has never understood love and love, and he has never understood lingering, but at this moment, he feels that he is full of anger, and a stone-like heart is also beginning to move.

If I could hug a girl like this in the moonlight, in the flower forest, what an intoxicating taste it would be.

He couldn't help but think about it.

Ahem, cough, he seems to be thinking too much, thinking too much!

He withdrew his gaze with a red face, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he looked not far ahead in a daze.

There was a pine tree like a canopy there, and under the tree there were people who looked like snow and were dressed in white like frost, and they were standing motionless.

The wind blew the corners of his robe, like a white butterfly, which looked particularly striking at night.

That's Chu Shaobai!

When did he appear, when did he chase him, and Chasing Wind didn't even notice it.

Chasing the wind suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he looked at Chu Shaobai, his lips moved, and then found that Chu Shaobai didn't look at him at all, his eyes were looking at the two people who hugged and kissed tightly under the flowers and trees on the hillside.

Both of them closed their eyes, intoxicated by each other's breath, and completely lost themselves.

The moonlight is like a white veil, gilding the beautiful side faces of the two with a faint silver edge.

Chu Shaobai watched quietly, he didn't know how long he had been watching, and then he saw that the two people who were hugging each other were finally separated.

He saw him raise his hand, stroke her rosy lips, and whisper three words.

"You're so sweet. ”

The voice was soft and far away, but Chu Shaobai heard it, and he heard it very clearly.

Then he saw her smiling, she smiled so beautifully in the moonlight, she stood on tiptoe and hooked his neck, he thought she was going to kiss him, but she took a bite on his ear unexpectedly, his face was slightly red, and he made a gesture to scare her, and her laughter rang like a silver bell.

Chu Shaobai's eyes were unconsciously covered with a layer of mist.

In his hand he held tightly a snow-lotus hairpin carved from wood, which he had carved out of his own hands and given to her, and which had been worn between her black hair.

But she didn't even know when it was lost.

His heart was full of mixed feelings, his chest ached, and there was a fire burning that burned his whole body, and burned him almost to suffocate.

Everything, he understood.

But it seemed too late for him to understand.

That black-clothed guard, that bastard Xiao Hei, he is none other than him, he is his own uncle, he is the emperor of the current Western Chu State!

What should he do?

His heart was a wasteland, with weeds growing and wildfires burning, until a dull pain came from his palm, and he looked down to find that his palm was already bloody and fleshy, and the rough wooden hairpin had hurt his hand.

Does it hurt?

It doesn't hurt!

Compared to the wound in his heart, the pain in the palm of his hand was nothing at all.

"King Jing'an?"

Chasing Feng called him several times in a row, but Chu Shaobai didn't hear it, in his eyes and ears, there was only the person under the pear blossom tree, except for her, he couldn't hear it.

Chasing Feng couldn't help but shake his head, he tore off a piece of his shirt and walked in front of Chu Shaobai, ready to bandage the wound on his palm.

He was originally worried, thinking that after Chu Shaobai saw that scene, he might go crazy and angry, and maybe he would rush up the hill to find the emperor desperately, but he found that no!