"Silly boy!" Shangguan Jingwen looked at his younger brother's painful appearance with compassion in his eyes, and said with an almost sigh, "Look at your infatuated look, do you dare to say that you can say that you can let go?" ”

can't let it go, he already knew that he couldn't let it go, but he would rather be miserable for the rest of his life than see Yuan Chengcheng sad for half a minute, never want to be again. As if grasping the last straw, Shangguan Jingxuan grabbed his eldest brother's sleeve and begged: "Brother Wang, I will listen to you in the future, and I will do whatever you ask me to do." Please, save Allure! Get her out! ”

"Don't worry, Yuan Chengcheng will definitely be yours!" Shangguan Jingwen's face was full of bodhisattva-like compassion, but what he said next made Shangguan Jingxuan feel cold even more than the Hades King of the Netherworld.

Shangguan Jingwen pulled up his younger brother who was kneeling on the ground, and persuaded him earnestly: "It's easy to save her, but it's hard to win her heart, I can't save her in vain, in the end, it's cheaper than the emperor's cold night, right?" Although Yuan Xiao is dangerous, he can't move Yuan Chengcheng, and when the time comes, I will naturally rescue her......"

"What do you mean......" Shangguan Jingxuan looked at his eldest brother in disbelief, he begged him like this, but he still refused to agree, "You...... Won't save her? ”

"It's not that she can't save it, but she can't save it until she understands who is her reliance in this world!" Behind Shangguan Jingwen's bland tone was a kind of coldness full of slaughter, which completely extinguished the fire in Shangguan Jingxuan's heart.

"You ......" The uncontrollable despair spread from the bottom of Shangguan Jingxuan's eyes, and he muttered in distraction, "Huangfu Yehan refuses to save her, and you refuse to save her, who else can save her in this world, and who else can she rely on in this world......"

"Jingxuan......" Shangguan Jingwen still wanted to continue to enlighten his younger brother, but Shangguan Jingxuan couldn't listen to anything anymore, he was full of only one thing, who else could she rely on, and who else could she rely on......

Shangguan Jingxuan got up from the ground in despair, and staggered into the night.

"Jing Xuan!" Shangguan Jingwen called him behind his back, but his younger brother, who had always obeyed orders, was like deaf at the moment and never looked back.

For Shangguan Jingxuan's disappointment, Shangguan Jingwen was not completely unfeeling, but he believed that all the plans he had made for his younger brother were the best, and he would help Jingxuan get everything he once wanted but never get......

Almost everyone thought that Shangguan Jingxuan's worries were exaggerated, but only Hongchan knew that Yuan Chengcheng's haggard was worse than day by day, and her condition was indeed worrying.

In fact, Hongchan also understands that Yuan Chengcheng's haggard is not only due to his hatred of Yuan Xiao and his almost house arrest life, but also because of Huangfu's cold night.

No matter how much Yuan Chengcheng takes the world as her responsibility, she is just over twenty years old after all, except for seventeen years of spoiled flowers, her real growth is only four years. She is used to relying on others, and when she is right, her life may be very exciting; But when she relied on the wrong thing, her whole life was wrong.

Although Yuan Xiao still did not allow Yuan Chengcheng to interfere in politics, his activities in the palace gradually relaxed a little. In the past half a year, although Yuan Chengcheng is called recuperation, in fact, the body is indeed much weaker, as if it has been hit by some evil qi, and major and minor illnesses have been continuous.

Yuan Chengcheng became more and more silent, and after Shangguan Jingxuan was sent back to China, she was even more seriously ill, burned in a daze, and she didn't know anything for a few days, and then one day she suddenly woke up and asked if the acacia flowers in the Hongchan Shuyu Palace around her were blooming. Hongchan was stunned, in the past few years, Yuan Chengcheng has been busy with the affairs of the national prince, and she is anxious every day, and she has long stopped asking about the flowers and plants in the palace, how could she suddenly think of the crooked neck tree again?

"It's the flowering season, it should be open at this time......" Hongchan wasn't sure, she might not have been there for a long time.

"Now that I've remembered it, let's go and see it together!" Yuan Chengcheng rarely suddenly became interested, and he was about to get out of bed after speaking, but he was just recovering from a serious illness, and he was almost knocked down by sudden dizziness as soon as he got together.

"Why don't you go again tomorrow?" Hongchan suggested.

"Tomorrow......" Yuan Chengcheng's eyes were a little dazed, as if he was hiding great pain, and he seemed to have endless clarity, "Who knows what tomorrow will look like?" Maybe I'll be fine tomorrow, or maybe I'll never wake up tomorrow? ”

"Princess!" Hongchan couldn't help but be a little unhappy when she heard Yuan Chengcheng have such a pessimistic idea for the first time, "You are young, what nonsense are you talking about?" ”

"Isn't it? No one knows what's going to happen tomorrow, and I'm just talking about a possibility! Yuan Chengcheng no longer argued with her about these truths, and motioned to the maid on the side to help her get out of bed, "Let's go, let's go and have a look." ”

The acacia blossomed into a tree, and when everyone had forgotten about it, it had quietly bloomed, not only in full bloom, but far more vigorously than in those years. The powder of that tree decorates the whole world, and there are a few fallen flowers scattered on the ground, but it does not affect its prosperity in the slightest, this is the most beautiful time of the year!

But I don't know why, it's obviously full of prosperity, and when it's the most beautiful, what Yuan Chengcheng remembers is that when it just opened, the little bit of shy powder in the green of the tree is just like back then......

Yuan Chengcheng has lived in the palace for more than ten years, but the pink in his memory seems to be only that year, and there is only that one that blooms.

There was silence in the whole palace, and only the sound of the only acacia flower blooming could be heard, and then a man jumped up from the ground, and the only one fell into the hands of the man. The soft pink softened the arc with the falling wind, and a girl leaned on the trunk of the tree angrily, and the pink rubbed quietly on the girl's face, causing the girl to be ashamed.

The girl snatched the acacia from the man's hand, and raised her hand to hit the man, but her hand was raised and she was reluctant, and she protected it with one hand and grabbed the person with the other, and the person was sensitive to her hands and feet, how could she easily grasp it?

The man dodged around and refused to let her catch him, but the girl refused to give up, and had to hit him, but no matter how anxious she was to catch him and beat him, she never forgot to protect the pink acacia he gave her, which was the first gift he gave her, only for her......