"Murong Qingyi, if you dare to threaten this princess, that princess will make you feel bad!" Qian Lan looked at her distant figure, stood in place and said hatefully.

She looked at the bottom of the cliff in a daze, where was Murong Qingxue's shadow, and the last scene before Murong Qingxue fell off the cliff came to her mind, she let go of her hand and chose to fall alone. Suddenly, the guilt in my heart struck, as if there were a lot of ants crawling on my heart, and I couldn't send them away. The more I don't want to think about it, the stronger that feeling becomes. There is also Concubine Lin, she didn't say what she was worried about before she died, but at the moment she was a little scared.

Asashi stretched out her hands and looked fixedly. These are a pair of white and delicate hands, soft and slender, but Qianlan suddenly put it down and rubbed it vigorously on the bright yellow clothes, as if she wanted to wipe something off.

Tears fell, and she squatted down with her head in her hands, crying silently. She didn't understand why she suddenly lost control of her feelings, and her tears opened the floodgates, and she couldn't stop it anymore.

Is it guilt? Be; Is it scared, yes; Is it panic? Be; Is it powerlessness? Be.

With mixed feelings, these feelings came together, as if they were about to devour her. It's not that she didn't think about this result, that is, before she came, she was still ready to kill Murong Qingxue's pig girl, but when this matter was completed by Murong Qingyi, she was not as ecstatic as she imagined. She began to doubt herself, she began to not understand herself.

She sat feebly and said nothing. Looking up, there was a figure in the distance, and there was a carriage next to the figure, standing under a tree, very small. It was her carriage, and she knew that the maid was there, but she didn't dare to come forward without her summons.

Asashi raised her hand, and a crisp voice resounded through the sky, and then the carriage rushed over.

"Princess." A little girl dressed in blue and with a young face bowed her head and said goodbye.

"How's it going?" Qianlan's voice had the coldness it had at the beginning.

The girl replied respectfully: "The concubine of the king of the south has already left, and as for the carriage of the third lady, it is no longer at this time." ”

The girl also means that the coachman is no longer in the world.

Qianlan responded, and then said two words in a sullen voice: "Go back." ”

Then, a horse-drawn carriage galloped on the way back to the palace, and a heart gradually lost its enthusiasm. (To be continued.) )