"You deprive me of the right to wait for you. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Liu Qing raised her jaw, and the huge force seemed to crush her jaw.

The face is pale, but it is not angry, but a strange feeling, and the world seems to always call it: sadness.

"What if I've been waiting?" Liu Qingdao, "I don't invite credit, I'm waiting for you, it's not a long time, you will come in a year." If I can't wait every year, I should give up. I am not obsessed with lovers. ”

"But you came, alive, and walked to my side, as I thought. You didn't disappoint me...... I won't let you down! ”

He grabbed her tightly, as if glued together, and under her shocked and ignorant gaze, he said deeply: "Remember, you said that you like me?" ”

Ai Wan was completely stunned.

Of course, I remember that as a death row inmate, I confessed to him in exchange for being insulted by everyone. How did she know that Liu Qing, who was sitting on the dragon seat, was the Liu Yu she was waiting for......

The emperor's thin lips arced: "On that day, I didn't give you a response, today, I want to give you a response." His words were not offensive, and Ai Wan was forced to prick up her ears and listen—

"I don't want to give you a response because I don't want to accept you, I only do one of the thousands of graces in the harem, once I respond, I want you to stand shoulder to shoulder with me, your life and death at this moment, can only be decided by me: live, I want you to live well; Die, if I don't let you die, you won't die! ”

"The Queen Mother and all other dangers, from the moment you come to me again, they have nothing to do with you, originally, those have nothing to do with you......"

Ai Wan looked at the man in front of her, and all kinds of things surfaced a year ago, as if it had just happened yesterday.

"Liu Yu ......," she didn't know she was already muttering.

Liu Qing hugged her into his arms, his eyes were pityful: "If you want, you can always treat me as Liu Yu, because it's all me." ”

“…… Wow! Ai Wan hugged Liu Qing tightly, howling and crying, as if venting, clutching two pink fists, rebelliously, fiercely, smashing the emperor's back-

"Liar, you're a liar...... Liu Yu...... Liu Qing...... What kind of emperor are you, you're a complete liar...... Big liar woo woo woo ......"

Ask Ai Wan, can you really be indifferent to him, are you really not wronged?

How could it not be.

It's just that everything is isolated by his status as an emperor.

It's just that some of my heart has turned to ashes.

When you realize that you are far away from this person, it is impossible to blame and cry in front of him, so you can only face him indifferently, close your eyes, and say that you are leaving.

All the blame, all the grievances, are no longer important.

She just wanted to leave.

Now, I didn't expect that it was him who resurrected her love heart.

"Have a good cry, after crying, will you go home with me?" Liu Qing kissed the top of her hair, and Ai Wan whimpered and let out a cry like an injured little beast, as if crying out of her mind, and did not reply to him.

Liu Qing's powerful arms hugged her tightly, but the phoenix eyes hid a touch of joy, if the love they said took a full year to see clearly, it was really too long.

So, from now on, he didn't want to waste a single moment of time with her, he wanted to grab her hand, his fingers interlocked, he wanted to give her: his affection, to make up for her lost freedom.

The long night is long, after the spring night.

On a cold and hard little bed, Ai Wan slowly woke up in the deep night, she shrunk into Liu Qing's arms, looked up at him, didn't think that he had woken up too, or rather, he had never fallen asleep.

"See what?" Ai Wan turned her face away, and her ears couldn't help but blush.

"You." Picking up a strand of her hair, Liu Qing smiled and said, "It's beautiful." ”

Ai Wan raised her head and slashed at him: "This girl won't be confused by rhetoric......" She raised her body slightly, held his face, looked at him condescendingly and said, "Tomorrow, return my flute to me." ”

"Your flute?" Liu Qing grabbed her soft waist and pressed her down, he asked her, "Your flute?!" ”

"My flute, of course." Ai Wan glared at him, thinking that she was solemn and stern, but she didn't know that she was charming, charming, and coquettish, "How could I not know my Xiao, that is obviously my old ...... My master gave it to me. ”

"Your master?" Liu Qing squinted her eyes and couldn't help but caress her good-looking face, "Didn't you say you had amnesia?" ”

Ai Wan was stunned, but Liu Qing didn't seem to be entangled in this question, he only said, "You are all mine, and your flute should also be mine." ”

"You're domineering—" Ai Wan incredulously.

"Yes, I'm domineering." As soon as Liu Qing's face lowered, he almost touched her face, Ai Wan was suffocated, and he heard him say, "Don't be overbearing, I can't keep you." ”

“……”

I don't know who kissed who first, in short, the two are entangled together like vines again.

……

In the morning, Ai Wan was dressed in front of the bed, and Liu Qing behind her seemed to be still asleep, she turned around and gently dropped a kiss on his smooth forehead.

Staring at him stupidly for a long time, time passed minute by minute, and finally got up decisively, took the burden and left, they are not people of the same world after all, even if their hearts are close at this moment.

He is the emperor, and one day he will forget everything with her, the world and the harem are his fate, it is better to leave while the love is not cold, it is better to be relatively silent in the future.

At the last moment, she was very satisfied to be honest with him.

Forgetting about each other in the rivers and lakes is the ending she gave them.

Ai Wan led the black horse away from the thatched hut before riding on, and after wasting some strength to subdue the horse, she looked back deeply and galloped away!

She didn't know: For Liu Qing, she had never slept so peacefully in her life, it was the collapse of the palace and the dragon couch, and there was no hard collapse of the mountains and fields to make people sleep peacefully.

After waking up, Liu Qing shook his head self-deprecatingly.

The lady outside called for dinner.

Liu Qing turned his head to look at the person beside him, his eyebrows were satisfied, and his tone was doting: "Wan'er......"

As if the voice was cut off suddenly, everything stopped in rhythm, and everything fell silent.

Liu Qing calmly looked at the emptiness beside her, her jade flute was still beside her, and the feeling of devouring the bones she gave him was still in her heart, but she was no longer there.

His calmness is even more creepy than his uncalmness.

Someone knocked lightly outside the door: "Son, girl, come out for breakfast!" ”

She wasn't outside.

Not in it either.

So where is she? Who can tell him, where she is?!

This woman ......

He took the jade flute on the side and almost pinched it, heh, your master is gone, why did he leave you behind?!

"How can I think that a flute can keep you? Even I can't keep you, but how can I pin my hope on a mere flute......"

Liu Qing raised his hand and was about to smash the flute, but at the moment of his shot, he used his internal force to retract it into his palm before it hit the ground.

He took it and walked out quickly, wearing only a thin and obscene garment, alone, searching, rummaging for several miles, hoping that she had just gone out for a walk like last time......

The eldest lady chased out with the child's fox fur, and found Liu Qing standing alone outside the door, motionless, although his face was expressionless, but it made people smell the suffocating lonely cold.

After the warm night, the branches are hung in winter.