The water of forgetfulness, half of which was left, shook gently in the small jade bottle.

In this way, the other half has already been drunk by her.

Would she just forget about him?

Thinking of this, Mo Huang sneered and raised his hand, intending to smash it hard, but suddenly remembered something, but he squeezed the thing in the palm of his hand.

The moment the white light flickered, Mo Huang had already disappeared.

Later in the evening, the second son found Jun Bingwu in the plum garden and told her that Mo Huang was gone.

The petals of the flowers were flying all over the sky, and in the midst of the dark incense, Jun Bingwu turned his head and asked, "Mo Huang?" Who is he? ”

Her expression was puzzled and innocent, as if she really drank the half bottle of love water, forgetting Mo Huang, the man who once appeared in her life and played a pivotal role.

The second son pursed his lips and said nothing, examining her expression, but there was no clue.

Jun Bingwu raised her hand and caught a petal that flew to her palm, and she didn't see any emotion indifferently.

The second son stretched out his hand and put a white jade vial in her palm.

This jade bottle is really the bottle she left for Mo Huang at the beginning, the bottle containing the water of forgetfulness.

The bottle is empty.

The thing in Jun Bing's dance, her eyes paused for a moment, and soon returned to normal, she wondered, "This is ......"

"He left it behind." The second son left a few words and turned to leave.

As for the truth, he no longer wants to delve into it.

Whether she really forgets or deceives herself, this kind of thing, like people drinking water, knows their own warmth and coldness.

He only hopes that his sister will not regret her choice in the future.

At the moment when the figure of the second prince completely disappeared at the end of the plum garden, all the indifference, doubts, innocence, and indifference on Jun Bingwu's face ...... In an instant, it disappeared completely.

She suddenly clenched the jade bottle in her hand.

Syllable......

The whole bottle was torn apart, and sharp shards pierced into her palms, and blood slid down her fingers, shocking, but she didn't seem to feel half of the pain.

I don't know, is it that if my heart is dead, I won't even be in pain?

That's really sad.

In fact, the half bottle of love water was poured out by her.

This kind of love engraved into the bone marrow, how can she be willing to forget, stay, at least be able to recall, even if it hurts her heart, it is happiness for her.

However, Mo Huang can't, if he doesn't forget her, he will die, he will die......

Last night, they were so close that no matter how well he disguised it, she could clearly feel his unusual heartbeat, and his body, which trembled lightly from intense pain.

She didn't know what kind of pain it was, but she knew she didn't want him to continue to hurt.

As long as he can be safe, she doesn't care what happens.

Jun Bingwu suddenly felt that his nose was sour, and he had the urge to cry, but his eyes were so dry that there was no moisture.

Only then did she know that she didn't even have the right to cry.

The sky was gray, and she didn't know if it was going to rain or snow, but she didn't care if it was any way.

Jun Bingwu slowly let go of his blood-drenched palm, and in his palm, a few pieces of blood-stained broken jade fell on the marble floor, bouncing a few times, with a crisp sound.

She flicked her sleeves, turned around, and left with the same unhesitation.

The proud back seems to be a little tougher than these snow plums, and it also has a more distressing taste.

Two days later, there was a result about Helan Qian's assassination of the emperor.

Helan Shangshu was sentenced to be beheaded after the autumn, and the rest of the Helan family were exiled to the border.

As for He Lanqian, he will be committed, but the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime is unforgivable, and he was demoted to a concubine.

The competition for power has always been so cruel.

The once prominent Helan family, in just a few days, has been stormy, and for a long time in the future, everyone is also embarrassed.

No one knew that on the day He Lanqian left, Jun Bingwu personally went to see him off.

No one knew that she deliberately rearranged her identity, so that he would not have to live in the shadow of the Helan family's rebellion and be discriminated against in his life.

Outside the city in the twilight, two handsome men walked side by side on the path outside the city, one as cold as ice and the other as warm as jade.

Occasionally, passers-by pass by, and they can't help but be attracted by the excellent appearance of the two, and they can't help but turn their heads sideways.

On the ground, Jun Bingwu stopped, and turned his head to He Lanqian: "This time, why do you want to help me?" ”

He Lanqian lowered the jade flute in his head and was silent, Jun Bingwu didn't want to force him, just moved and continued to walk forward.

"Because, I don't like to be manipulated......" Behind him, He Lanqian's voice was blown away by the cold wind.

When Jun Bingwu heard this, her footsteps stopped for a moment, and she smiled back coldly: "Congratulations, you are free......"

"Actually, you already knew, didn't you?" He Lanqian turned the jade flute in her hand and smiled warmly, otherwise, she would not have made such a judgment to him.

Jun Bingwu smiled lightly.

He Lanqian smiled and suddenly asked, "How does Childe know that this is what I want?" ”

Jun Bingwu was silent, just staring at the jade flute in his hand deeply.

Xiaoyao, because of its name, is called Xiaoyao.

Jun Bingwu curled the corners of her lips, in fact, she was really a little envious of He Lanqian, although he didn't have the noble status he used to have, but at least, he could pursue what he wanted as he wanted.

I don't want her, I'm on the throne, Huang, but I can't help myself with many things.

Even love can't obey one's own heart.

"Is it really not going to stay?" Jun Bingwu asked.

He Lanqian shook his head slowly, he said, the sky is wide and the earth is wide, and the rivers and mountains are so beautiful, he wants to go

Jun Bingwu smiled.

Outside the city of cloud twilight, ten miles long pavilion.

Sending Jun Qianli must say goodbye at the end, and after drinking the last glass of wine, Jun Bingwu turned around and left, and at the moment when she stepped out of the pavilion, He Lanqian behind her spoke.

"Ice Dance, won't you come with me?" He paused, and then said, "Actually, the throne is not the throne and the dragon robe, and it is not suitable for you. ”

Jun Bingwu smiled, but his footsteps did not stop, but straightened his back more and walked forward.

Maybe He Lanqian is right, the throne is indeed not suitable for her.

It's just that there are some things that don't matter whether they are suitable or not, but since she is oozing into this position, she must bear the responsibility that she should bear in this position.

She couldn't help but back down now.

"Beware of the Great Elder, there are ...... The person behind him ......" He Lanqian spoke slowly, but unfortunately, Jun Bingwu couldn't hear it, Helan Qian looked at her back as she walked away, and her warm eyes were deep.

Perhaps, he really wanted to leave at first, but now......

He wanted to stay, for the sake of this man.

No.

He Lanqian played with the jade flute in his hand and smiled slowly, he was wrong, it should be a woman.

This woman like no other, this woman who inadvertently tugged at his heartstrings......

"Young master." A black shadow swept by, and he knelt respectfully at Helan Qian's feet.