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Xiao He stood beside the bed with his hands down, the wind swept the yellow sand and slapped on the window in front of him, the shopkeeper seemed to be a Central Plains person, and he was used to taking care of these caravans all year round, and he didn't recognize his life, and he said with a smile while wiping the tables and chairs. "It's the windy season in the desert again, it's hard to say that there are sandstorms, you are the first time to come to business, look at the noodles, next time pick a good season." The man looked at Xiao He's white face like fine porcelain, and also said that Xiao He was a pampered son, and he only came out to practice at this time. Kindly reminded.

Xiao He stood with his hands in his hands, with a peerless appearance, as if he had nothing to do with the merchants who were stained with the taste of money embroidery, and he was not like a businessman who would walk the caravan in such a wild sandy environment all year round, but Ye Lantian knew clearly that he was in the family of merchants, and he was also a business-minded man.

However, this time his goods were not silk, but a group of Central Plains women, thinking of this, Ye Lantian smiled a little helplessly, wearing a crimson gauze skirt, just like when she was still the third lady in the Shizi Mansion, all of her clothes were full of rippling colors, always looking at craftsmen with charming eyes like silk, living bright and warm, eye-catching. She has a bewitching figure, but when she is about to reach her lower abdomen, she bulges slightly. But it also has the demeanor of a mature woman.

When the shopkeeper's eyes fell on Ye Lantian's body, he became more kind, and continued to chatter, as if he didn't pay attention to Xiao He's cold temperament at all, just like the kind of enchanting cherry blossoms in full bloom but with a cold beauty, scorching their beauty, but ignoring the beauty of the world.

"It's rare to think that a young man like you who has just left home is so reluctant to give up his wife, but the lady is already pregnant, so don't take her out again, it's not a good thing for a woman's family to be exposed to the wind and sun outside. The shopkeeper worked hard to clean up the house, and generally talked to the two people enthusiastically, the two people in the room were very quiet, only the shopkeeper's voice was slightly noisy.

Ye Lantian seemed to be poked in pain by his words, and bit his lower lip to stop talking, and the blood on his cheeks faded in an instant, turning into a pale color.

Xiao He turned around slowly, the tips of his eyes were slightly bent, and the corners of his eyes hung up obliquely, his eyes were gentle and full of charm. "Finish packing, let's go out when you're done, my wife and I still have something to say. His voice was gentle, even if the words of expulsion did not sound peaceful, the shopkeeper who cleaned up the house had red ears and cheeks, and seemed to feel that he was chattering too much, so he hurriedly packed up the rag in his hand, and promised again and again. "Packed up, packed up. He hurriedly opened the door and walked out. Xiao He's figure is slender, and his demeanor of standing with his hands in his hands is even more temperamental.

He didn't look like a businessman, more like a young master, a pampered royal son, but Ye Lantian deeply remembered the first time he saw him, he was dressed in a strong suit and his eyes were sharp. That glance of slaughter, but it is the appearance of a son on the field, so real, it is still like yesterday in front of his eyes.

"I've seen a lot of remarried second husbands, like you, pregnant and remarried, it's the first time I've seen it, and it's really fresh. Xiao He Xin's long body slowly bent down in front of Ye Lantian, his eyebrows and eyes were sparkling, but with a touch of contempt, Ye Lantian could only look away from his eyes, not looking at his eyes, a pair of eyes full of emotion.

"Young master, isn't he laughing at me, pregnant and still dreaming of getting married?" But she felt that there seemed to be a fire burning in her chest, scorching her dignity so unwillingly, but after leaving the Shizi Mansion for so long, she had already learned to forbear, so she turned her head, looked at him with a smile, and asked for the answer she wanted to know.

"Why, the red you are wearing today looks so good, like a bride. He smiled with a dark color that she couldn't understand, but his eyebrows and eyes were crooked. The seemingly sinister but joyful expression made Ye Lantian think of an adjective for a moment, perverted, but these two words choked in her throat, and she didn't dare to say it no matter what. She has become the saddest kind of person in fate, and needs to live sadly, grovellingly.

"I still want to thank the young master for giving me this opportunity to fly on the branches and be a phoenix. Ye Lantian laughed shallowly, the meaning of self-deprecation was beyond words, and he raised his head high, so that he could suppress the tears from falling from his eyes, it turns out that resurrection is like this, either you are fiddling with others, or others are fiddling with you, this is fate. Retribution.

Chu Juegao came out of the palace and did not go back to the house directly, but walked staggering on the street by himself, like a drunk who didn't know how to read the road at all, staggering forward, as if he could hit someone in the next moment, and the people around him saw that they all avoided on both sides, and invisibly, the crowded streets automatically opened up a way for Chu Juegao.

Chu Juegao's heart was a little bitter, the tiger fell to Pingyang, even if Yu Wei was still there, he was no longer the appearance of the tiger roaring in the mountains and forests after all. Only he knows how bleak his life is now.

Ah Feng stretched out his hand to lay Mu Chujin down from the carriage first, and then helped Chu Chenghui down, Mu Chujin stood in front of His Royal Highness's Mansion, but he had a feeling that time had passed, it was really pale and Sangtian, and he was about to leave for a few months, His Highness's Mansion was still the same as it was then, but his mood had changed drastically, and it was not what he thought when he left at that time.

Chu Chenghui subconsciously put Mu Chujin's hand into his palm, tracing the lines of her palm with his fingers, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. "Finally home. However, Mu Chujin's heart shrank slightly, and her body trembled twice, turning her head and looking at Chu Chenghui incredibly, but before Chu Chenghui's gaze and hers staggered, she took a step away from it, she couldn't look directly at the affection in his eyes, because she had a heart that couldn't be emotional, reminding her little by little, how many things she had, can't, no.

Ye Lantian has a bell at her feet, a pair of ** looming in the tulle skirt, the dark color lining that covers her hips has a luxurious light of brocade, her figure charmingly throws off her sleeves, her eyes are like silk, and she has a crimson cinnabar mole in the center of her eyebrows, but the moment she stands in front of her today, how do she look at it, how do she feel that it is not as gorgeous as the peach blossom on Mu Chujin's forehead. She was red, like a burning fire. Because of her stomach problems, her figure can't be folded as before, but her rotating posture is as gorgeous as ever. The women around seemed to have become a foil.

They are all dressed in peach-colored clothes, only she is dressed in fire, and it seems that at a glance, you can know which protagonist is the protagonist. Xiao He took a sip of the wine in the glass, looking at Ye Lantian's dancing posture, his eyes narrowed.

However, Xiao He's eyes were slightly displeased. "Young Master Xiao He sent me such a beautiful woman thousands of miles away, and I am naturally very grateful in my heart, but this pregnant woman sent by Young Master Xiao He, Prince Shu Ben is stupid, and he really doesn't understand what Young Master Xiao He wants to express. Ji Feng smiled shallowly, politely detached, and Xiao He was not annoyed.

"The women I sent are naturally the prince's preference, and the woman dancing in the middle believes that her identity will be very interesting to the prince. She is the lower cousin wife of General Chu Juegao, and she was originally the second wife of Chu Juegao, that is, the sister who used to serve Mu Chujin together. Xiao He hooked the corners of his mouth shallowly, with a smile of success, but his temperament was as ethereal as if he had no quarrel with the world, this was where Ye Lantian secretly scolded Xiao He.

Ji Feng's hand holding the wine glass suddenly pinched the wine glass in his hand at the moment when Xiao He's words landed, and his eyes subconsciously fell on Ye Lantian's face standing in the crowd, I have to admit that Ye Lantian is a beauty, but she is not as seductive as Mu Chu Jinmei, Ye Lantian is more than gorgeous, but there is some excess charm, which makes people feel as sweet and greasy as eating too much sugar. The style is more than enough, but there is a touch of dust.

However, Mu Chujin's body, three points of self-confidence, seven points of enchantment, a little more feminine maturity, and a kind of self-confidence, when a man is in a high position, what is needed is a confident woman, and a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, I have to admit that Mu Chujin is even better than men.

"Beauty is beautiful, but it's too dusty. Ji Feng slowly shook his head and sighed, put the wine glass in his hand on the table in front of him, and sighed slowly, seemingly slightly disappointed.

Closing his eyes, all of them are the voice of a woman, the taste that he can't forget, all that is entangled in his heart is the suffering that he can't ask for, but he can't stop thinking, and he doesn't regret even looking down on himself.

"I've also heard that the woman named Mu Chujin is a strange woman who is rare in the world, I know that I know, but I have never seen that woman, and now I see the appearance of Prince Ji Feng, but I really have the idea of seeing this woman. Xiao He continued to sip the wine in the glass, feeling the taste of a trace of wine entwined between his lips and teeth, and slowly closed his glasses, with green mountains between his eyebrows, like a fairy in a painting.

"That woman, really a strange woman, I know that such a strange woman should be as free as the wind, but I can't help but want her to accompany me to the world, I know that my world is small and pitiful compared to the fertile soil of the Central Plains, but I just can't control my own luxury, I want her to accompany me, gray hair. ”

"The prince is young and handsome, he should be a woman of all kinds, since this is the case, why bother to let go, this woman, her name is Ye Lantian, and she hopes that the prince likes it. Xiao He smiled with a little meaning in his eyes, stretched out his green white finger and pointed at Ye Lantian in a dark robe standing in the middle of a woman, turned around and left, and no longer talked too much with Ji Feng.

He has never been a man who likes to please.

"Come here. "The singing and dancing haven't stopped yet, Ji Feng

He patted his palm to signal the scene to calm down, stretched out his hand and beckoned to Ye Lantian who was standing in the crowd, and called Ye Lantian to his side, it seemed that because of the strenuous exercise, Ye Lantian's chest was rising and falling violently, and between the **** ups and downs, it could indeed make a normal man's blood gush.

However, Ji Feng looked at Ye Lantian's ups and downs with cold eyes, but his heart was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, like an old monk entering the steady, and he couldn't raise the slightest interest. "Do you know what it means to enter here? There is nothing here, there is no bustle of the Central Plains Imperial City, there is no royal power and wealth of the Central Plains Imperial City. Ji Feng said as he held Ye Lantian's hand and left from the back door of the living room, bypassing the corridors one by one, with a faint bitterness in his mouth, and he wanted to cry in pain. However, he is a man, and he can't do anything but lose his body, and he can't do anything but endure the wounded body and continue to struggle.

Tears are not synonymous with a man's sadness.

Ye Lantian's heart kept beating violently in his chest, one after another, and one after another in his chest. Waiting for Ji Feng's next step. "There are not so many Central Plains people here, not everyone can understand what you say, the men here are as black as me, there are no men like Xiao He, and there is no freedom you want. He repeats this over and over again, as if to interpret his extreme lack of self-confidence.

Ye Lantian lowered his head, biting his lower lip and seemed to think carefully before answering. "I do. "When I close my eyes, I know that even I am clear that this qiē is not love. However, Ji Feng's hand holding Ye Lantian stiffened slightly, and then loosened slightly, and the footsteps that were originally holding Ye Lantian to walk forward also stopped at this moment.

"You know this, but you still choose to stay here with me?" he asked softly as he closed his eyes, his back looking slightly gloomy. His eyes were full of disbelief. So he asked again. "Are you really going to stay here with me?"

"Sometimes it doesn't matter whether I want it or not, when it comes to that point, whether I want it or not is no longer something I can choose, and all I can do is to be at peace with what happens. Ye Lantian suddenly laughed brightly, with the same helplessness as Ji Feng's smile, although she knew clearly in her heart that her best answer at this moment should be willing, but it seemed that she had begun to resist the feeling of tossing and turning in the hands of various men like a gift in her heart, so she refused to accept her fate and said that she couldn't help herself.

"So if you were given a chance to get out of here, would you choose to stay here or run out. Ji Feng turned his head and looked at Ye Lantian firmly, as if he was waiting for Ye Lantian's answer, and it seemed that Ye Lantian's answer was very important to him.

Ye Lantian didn't even bow his head to think. "I naturally choose to stay here, I am such a person who is afraid of death, of course I must cherish my life and live well. She smiled skillfully, but she didn't understand what she had said wrong, and he was looking at herself with such dark eyes.

Ji Feng's fingers gently lifted Ye Lantian's jaw, but he saw that Ye Lantian's eyes were completely charming, and there was even a hint of evil in his eyes. However, his heart suddenly fell with her tender eyes, and fell into the mysteries, chilling inch by inch. Ji Feng slowly closed his eyes, and told himself, don't be delusional anymore, if this is Mu Chujin's eyes, it must be a stubborn unwilling look, stubbornly looking at herself, with an indestructible wind and bones, telling herself that she will definitely flee out, because she yearns for a life that would rather be broken than broken.

"I thought you would be someone similar to her, but I didn't expect that there was such a big gap between the two of you. Ji Feng's eyes were closed, but Ye Lantian clenched his fist at his side, his nails were about to dig into his palms, and he could only use this way to remind himself that this was under the fence. She is no longer Mu Chujin who turned her hands to the clouds and turned her hands to the rain as she did at the beginning.

"You're talking about Mu Chujin. Ye Lantian laughed, perhaps for the sake of her dignity, she looked at the person in front of her mockingly, but she was full of unwillingness. That kind of sarcastic look made Ji Feng's body shudder, and he looked at Ye Lantian for some reason. I don't understand where her expression comes from.

"I'm talking about her, if it were her, she would definitely choose to leave without hesitation, she is a woman like the wind, which is incomparable to your ordinary women. Ji Feng didn't say much to Mu Chujin anymore, turned around and left, only Ye Lantian stood there alone, his eyes were red, Mu Chujin, I hate you.

Emperor Chu coughed suddenly, his body trembled with the sound of coughing, and there seemed to be a slight sound in his throat and chest, just like the feeling that the bellows were worn out, which made people can't help but feel a little creepy, but Shangguan Wen took Emperor Chu's coughing body into his arms as if he was used to it, reached out and patted Emperor Chu's back gently, his eyes were slightly dim and seemed to have a little bit of distress, Shangguan Wen reached out and gently touched the hair on the top of Emperor Chu's head, and whispered in Emperor Chu's ear in a slightly dark voice。 "The emperor's body is really getting worse day by day, has the emperor ever thought that if one day, he really can't do it?" Shangguan Wen's hand kept slapping on Emperor Chu's back. Reach out and straighten out the breathing behind Emperor Chu's back. Whispered in his ear.

The sound of Chu Huang's cough became more intense, coughing one after another, even the corners of his mouth were already splashed with blood, and his face was suffocated into crimson purple, his hands tightly pressed Shangguan Wen's clothes, his body was constantly shaking, and a pair of unwilling eyes looked at Shangguan Wen to death, but Shangguan Wen's hands were pressed on Chu Huang's chest, as if nothing happened, he reached out to wipe the blood foam on the corner of Chu Huang's mouth, and continued to lower his head as if he was talking to his husband who had grown old together.

"What do you think of Chu Yu, is it too young, how can such a small child bear the whole country, does the emperor still remember our first child? His name is Chu Xin, you said that if Chu Xin is still alive, is he the most entitled to take over your country?" ”

Emperor Chu's mouth opened, and he finally stopped the sound of coughing, but his mouth was wide open, and his throat seemed to be full of phlegm, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak. Emperor Chu's hand slowly drew out a Zhao character in Shangguan Wen's palm, and this Zhao character instantly made Shangguan Wen's eyes red. It's because fenugreek is not sad, Shangguan Wen's fingers, white and delicate, slowly slid down from Emperor Chu's face, and his eyes were full of coldness, and he looked at Emperor Chu with cold eyes, but his smile seemed to be full of tenderness.

It seems that the women who have been in the palace for a long time are all crazy, and even between their every move, they are faintly crazy, and they are the power that others can't control, and Emperor Chu's eyes slowly closed because of exhaustion, naturally he didn't see Shangguan Wen's resentful eyes, and Emperor Chu seemed to dream of something flattering in his sleep, and the corners of his mouth played lightly.

"You are still thinking about your thirteen princes, but your thirteen princes have disappeared for a long time, maybe in this life, you will not be able to return to the imperial city, maybe you closed your eyes earlier, and you can still meet on the Huangquan Road. The corners of Shangguan Wen's mouth were cruelly hooked, with the taste of calculation and subversion, he reached out and pushed the sleeping Chu Huang from his lap, Chu Huang's body rolled down on the bed, and the futon covered his body seventy or eighty, but Shangguan Wen didn't seem to see it, pushed open the door of the main hall and walked out.

The snow at the end of winter is still cold, the wind blows on the face like a knife, Shangguan Wen walks out without looking back, just looking at the back is lonely enough, the whole person, there seems to be a trace of gray and downfall in the pride, two diametrically opposed feelings At this moment, in this woman's body, they are pinched together.

In the melancholy, there is a trace of coldness and pride that cannot admit defeat.

The little maid standing at the door of Emperor Chu hurriedly stretched out her hand to close the door of Emperor Chu's wide open, although there was a taste of doubt in her eyes, she still bowed her head respectfully, waiting for Shangguan Wen to go away, the fragrant fragrance of the thick soup in the room that had not yet dissipated floated in along the crack in the door, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers in the richness. On the inner wall of the empty soup cup, there is still a fine petal sticking to it, and it stands on the white inner wall of the soup cup.

Ye Qili was wrapped in a snow-white fox fur, lying lazily on the chaise longue, her eyelids had been slowly closed, and the whole person looked slightly tired