The palace lights in the courtyard flickered, the lights flickered, the shadows of the pines and cypresses were blurred, and the white smoke and fragrance came out one after another in the small kitchen, and the wood in the stove could be vaguely heard being swallowed by the tongue of fire, and occasionally crackling when burning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoYou can even hear the gurgling sound of boiling water in the steamer.

The night was very quiet, and the sound of their dispute became louder and louder, seeing that Wu Ying's room was lit by candlelight, Ying Qi frowned, and the person walked from the darkness to Wu Yan under the eaves, and lowered his voice, his voice was deep, "Wu Yan, are you crazy?"

"yes, I'm crazy, I'm crazy. I don't even know I'm crazy, don't you think it's even more ridiculous......?"

Wu Yan laughed angrily, tears poured out of her eyes, fell down, and her eyes were full of tears, if she didn't have time to flow out, she didn't have time to reach out and wipe them off, and the itching was squeezed into her eyes, which was even more uncomfortable. It shouldn't be like this, they should be in the same camp, they should know that they know their own minds, but why does he blame himself for the sake of others, isn't he the one who was hurt? Doubted, misunderstood, looked down upon, hurt by others...... But why from the beginning to the end, he didn't have a word of concern for himself, one sentence was enough, he could even just ask himself 'I didn't eat dinner, are I hungry', this is enough. She just wanted this little warmth to be enough for her to forget the unrelated injuries caused by these unrelated people, and the unrelated wounds they caused.

Even if you don't want to. He could not have remained silent and never said anything about it. If in his eyes, what he did was not good enough, or he was completely wrong, can he give a little more time, a little more tenderness, and a little more tolerance?

Her eyes were gradually hazy with tears, and she finally turned around, but he was blurred in her eyes and could no longer see clearly. The whip in her sleeve slammed out, whipping the watery air hard, forcing the chime and the words he might have said in place.

Isn't it, from childhood to adulthood, in his eyes, she is a demon king of the world, an unreasonable existence, no strengths, eating and drinking, so he never refuses to give himself a good face and a good attitude. Isn't it, from the very beginning, from the day she deceived him and herself into sworn brothers, because of the deception, everything between him and her was actually her own fantasy of beauty, all fake?!

The whip hung down to his side, and Wu Yan reached out to wipe away the tears in his eyes, if you are not willing to give a little warmth, please don't continue to hurt. She turned and ran out of the courtyard gate, and without looking back, she saw the two arms that had been stretched out to her, and had tried to hold her shoulders, but had been stopped by her whip.

Therefore, she didn't notice that when her hand loosened the hem of her tightly held clothes, the three white and chubby meat buns that rolled out rushed to the ground, stained with night, and depended on each other in the night wind, not knowing what happened.

In the courtyard, a horse was tied under a pine and cypress tree, and he was inexplicably looking at the two people who disturbed the silence of the night. When Wu Yan ran past the horses, she seemed to hear a door creak open, and a woman seemed to call to her softly, one after another, from far to near.

Wu Yan didn't dare to look at it, and he didn't want to see it. There is a fire burning in her heart, soaring, she wants to burn herself, and even burn others, but even if she is burned out, she doesn't want to burn others anymore. She glanced at the horse that was looking back at her at the same time.

In the dark night, she rode away, the sound of horses' hooves trampled on the empty palace road, "da-da......", the sound of horses' hooves tore open the night barrier, she didn't know where to go, but felt unrestrained, even if she ran all the way out of the palace, what did it matter. She is just a girl, she has what she wants, she loves and hates it, she will be fragile and hypocritical, she will cry when she wants to cry, she will make trouble if she wants to, she is such a person, but why should she grow up day by day, smooth out the edges and corners, forget the comfortable joy and forget the pain and struggle, treat everything of fate equally, and then smile numbly?

She is unwilling, she wants to escape, escape from this cannibalistic Dayong, escape from this numb palace, and return to the Tianshan Mountains. The horses seemed to spread their hooves and galloped wildly because they could run freely, and along the way, I don't know how many dark and silent palace houses we passed, and I don't know how many palace roads that could see the lively palaces as bright as day, and I don't know how many low palace gates, spacious palace gates, and tall city gates passed by, and it seemed that someone shouted "stop" to her, and seemed to have heard the sound of armor colliding on their bodies......

The sound of the horses' hooves passed them, and returned to the silence from the noise, but the sound of the horses' hooves seemed to be accentuated again, and she looked back, only to see the palace of trees retreating wildly, and in the impenetrable darkness behind her, something seemed to be chasing her.

The silhouette of the thing gradually appeared, and it seemed that someone had come on horseback, who was it?

Is it because he is angry and wants to take himself back, or is it because he realizes that he is wrong and catches up with him to apologize, or is it because he feels sorry for himself and does not want to argue with him anymore?

She was a little soft-hearted and wanted to make the horse stop, but she still couldn't help but harden her heart, after all, she was still angry and injured, and she was unwilling to surrender immediately, the sound of the horse's hooves was still "da-da-da", and the sound of the horse's hooves behind her was in one place, and the dispute in her heart had not yet been decided, and Wu Yan's hand holding the reins still hadn't made any decision.

"You're crazy!" she didn't decide, but the man's voice sounded in the darkness behind her, ending the dispute in her heart. The voice gasped slightly, and undisguised anger.

It wasn't the voice of the chime, it was somewhat familiar, but it was still unfamiliar. The voice sounded again, "Stop, further ahead is the Ruitian Gate, if you force your way through there, the Imperial City Forbidden Army will cut it first." ”

Wu Yan was suddenly a little scared, this strange country, strange city, strange palace, strange people, couldn't find a sense of belonging, couldn't find a support point. She has suppressed her heart for a long time, there seems to be something hidden in her heart, not at her mercy and control, there is a ruthlessness in her heart for some reason, with bloodthirsty pleasure to force herself, she can't turn back, she can only say, "You go away!"

"I can't go away! If I go away, you're dead, you're already dead!"

He really didn't exaggerate his words, it was true, if he hadn't stopped her, how could those Inner Palace forbidden soldiers easily let her break in, instead of stretching their bows and arrows, shooting her off their horses, or directly targeting her with bows and arrows. Although he let the guards of the inner palace be a little restless and chased after him, but now that he is out of the inner palace, once he alarms the forbidden army of the outer court, then everything is not under his control, even if the forbidden army did not immediately forcibly stop her, or let her go for the time being in his own face, but this matter will definitely alarm the emperor, not only her, but also himself, I don't know what the consequences will be.

The two horses galloped in the night, and they rode good horses, and they were equal, so the distance between them never came closer, and they did not reduce an inch. He frowned and urged the horse to gallop, but the girl in front of him was now lying on the horse's back, holding the horse and letting the horse run wild. Her petite figure looked exactly like a child, holding the rag doll in her arms, and she didn't care where it led or where it would go. Otherwise, how could such an innocent and intelligent girl not have a little reason to do such a thing in the palace?