Why can't people who love each other be together, tearfully asking every day without saying anything

Zhongli Wenjun lived in the temporary Zhuangyuan Mansion, and because of his special relationship, the emperor immediately arranged for him to be the editor of the Hanlin Academy, specifically responsible for compiling historical books, which was only a temporary arrangement.

"My lord, Princess Fu is asking to see you outside." Zhongli Wenjun was sorting out official documents in the study, and his entourage was reporting outside the door

As if coming, Zhongli Wenjun suddenly stood up from the chair, it has been three days since she left the Fuwang Mansion on the day of the fight, what is the matter with her coming today, eighty percent is for Princess Ziyan and her relatives

Zhongli Wenjun left the door open, as if he was already standing in the doorway, with the maids Chunhong and Chunxiang by his side

Zhongli Wenjun had no choice but to salute Wanru according to the rules

"Chen Zhongli Wenjun knocked to see the princess."

It's like saying that Lord Zhongli doesn't have to be more profitable

Then Zhongli Wenjun let Wanruo into the study and offered tea to the people

"There's nothing to do with you here, this concubine has something important to discuss with Lord Zhongli, let's all go down." As if commanded

The servants retreated one after another, and only Wanruo and Wenjun were left in the room

The doors and windows were closed, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the room

"Wen Jun, are you used to it?" As if asking softly,

Wen Jun said calmly, do you think I will get used to it?

It's like a way; "I know your thoughts, but you have to get used to it as soon as you embark on the road to officialdom, and I believe you will do well."

The person who knows Zhongli Wenjun in the world is her Dongfang Wanruo, Zhongli Wenjun stepped into the officialdom because he couldn't help himself, and every qiē stemmed from his commitment to his father and his loyalty to the country

"Like, do you know that you came to me this time? Otherwise, there will be another misunderstanding, and I can see that he cares about you very much. Wen Jun's eyes are not willing to leave Wanruo for a moment, even if it is only for a second, he has to release all his tenderness

As if sighing, he said; "What can I care about, what if I don't care, I'm not Ximen Ruoxuan after all, the qiē he gave me is like the moon in the lake, it will disappear at any time." It was like a look of loneliness and melancholy, she didn't want to hide anything at the moment, only in front of Zhongli Wenjun could she completely release herself

"No wonder you named the lake in the Fuwang Mansion Mochizuki Lake, Mochizuki Pavilion, I understood when I saw the word Mochizuki. Just like you have to be strong, you don't have to think too much, as a man, I feel that King Fu loves you, you should give him a chance and give him time. I don't know when the hands of the two people have been tightly clasped together, and a warmth circulates in each other's bodies and hearts for a moment

As if with a faint smile, he said; "Wen Jun, you asked me to give King Fu a chance, give him time, then can you give Zi Yan a chance, a little time, she has always loved you very much, she said last time that you should promise her three things, in fact, the second thing is the best proof that you don't let you kiss casually, she hopes that you will leave this opportunity to her."

Zhongli Wenjun was silent, as if he was silent with her, silent, there was silence around him, and he could only hear each other's heartbeats

For a long time, it was as if the silence had been broken

"Wen Jun, I came this time for Zi Yan, both you and Zi Yan are the people I care about the most, I hope you can be happy, even if it is for me, you can agree, let Zi Yan take good care of you for me," as if he said that, he withdrew his hand from Zhongli Wenjun's warm palm, and the tears slipped down, this is a tear of regret, in this life, she can only return her beloved man to others, such a parting is painful

Wen Jun looked at the tears, his tough heart softened, he once swore that he would never marry, just to wait for her in a quiet corner, but now she wants to marry someone else, and it is a plea with tears, Zhongli Wenjun's heart turns a thousand times, I don't know how to be good, a lifetime of waiting is to hope to be able to hold her hand through every spring, autumn, winter and summer in the limited world, but the waiting of this life can only be buried, and the waiting of a lifetime can only be nothing, if there is no fate but to meet, if there is a fate, But every qiē is a dream of nothingness, people say that it takes 500 times to look back in the previous life in exchange for the passing of this life, can they and Wanruo only be able to rub shoulders and look at each other?

"Like, as long as you ask me to do something, I will work hard to do it, including you let me marry Princess Ziyan, don't forget my heart, your heart knows each other, don't forget that the tenderness flows and never embroiders, and don't forget that if the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight."

Zhongli Wenjun stretched out his arms and took Wanruo into his arms, as if he was crying silently in Wenjun's arms, Wenjun could only hold her tightly,

"Like, I really wish I could just hold you like this, and hold you until the earth is desolate." Wen Jun said softly in Wanruo's ear

For a long time, the tears dried up, and she reluctantly left Wen Jun's warm embrace, she knew that such warmth might never be there again, in this life and this life, this scene can only be staged in dreams, smoke and rain, dreams come back and forth

"Wen Jun, I'm leaving, don't send me, let me come and go quietly, remember your words and treat Zi Yan well, she loves you more than me, because I can't give you she can give it to you, if the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight." As if to say that, she wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief, and then snatched the door, and at the moment of leaving, she once again turned back to gaze affectionately, staring, although they were speechless to each other, but they were better than a thousand words

A cold wind blows, pieces of yellow leaves fall, and the yellow leaves go away with the wind, taking away whose sorrow, whose missing, whose tenderness, and whose regret are taken away???