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Shang Xue's sleeves were lying on the horse's back, and her eyes ached for a while.

Not just the eyes, there is no place in the body that does not hurt.

She gripped the reins tightly with both hands, not daring to let go of them a bit.

Even if she always wants to press her heart.

There, it's where she hurts the most right now.

Bursts of pinprick-like throbbing.

But what if he was okay, she thought...... She can't be fine, both of them have to live well in this world.

The last side seven years ago, she remembers every word he said.

Every sentence was to make her live well, but she didn't say anything...... Why didn't she say a word? Even one sentence?

That catkins are really annoying, bursts of fluttering on her face, Shang Xuesleeve felt more and more unable to open her eyes, she couldn't remember whether it had passed the night, or if it was still in the original day.

As I ran, the gate to Beijing was getting closer and closer.

Shang Xuesleeve thought that this year's catkins were really big, so big that they dyed the streets of Shangjing into a snow-white color.

In the snow all over the city, pedestrians in plain clothes walked silently in white.

She suddenly remembered the words in the book, Yanshan snowflakes were as big as a seat. Is the catkins in Beijing so big today, as big as a white lantern and as big as a white curtain dancing in the wind?

Shang Xuesleeve sat on the horse, strangled the horse's head, and tears welled up.

It was as if she had fallen into the darkness, and all she could think of was crying.

In fact, she did cry out in mourning.

She didn't know where she was, there was a person she couldn't forgive no matter what, but she never thought that one day, the person who left her indelible memories, resentments, and hurts would dissipate in her life like this.

She had finally lost one more thing.

Peeling it out of the body and from the heart is like tearing off the tender flesh that is tightly hidden in the mussel shell.

She cried and thought how unjust God had treated her.

Take away what she has the same.

Now, the shell had finally hardened, but it was empty, there was nothing for her to treasure and treasure, nothing for her to hide with the hardness and coldness of the outside.

A hand gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

A heavy voice said, "Why do you keep crying...... I haven't woken up. ”

The voice was distant and familiar, and the temperature on the hand was still as familiar as yesterday.

Shang Xue's tears became more and more turbulent, how good such a dream is.

Still owned, never lost.

The voice sighed, "I regret it a little. ”

What do you regret?

Shang Xuesleeve wanted to open her eyes and ask, but a fear in her heart didn't let her open it...... In that way, such a voice can no longer be heard, thinking of this, Shang Xue's heart became more and more sour.

She cried in a low voice: "Ah Yu, Ah Yu." ”

Her hand finally tightened her heart, and the unstoppable pain could not be quelled.

The hand gently patted her hand and said softly, "I'm here." ”

Just this sentence made Shang Xue's sideburns instantly wet again.

She has had such dreams countless times, and in the dreams she clearly knows that everything is fake, it is just a dream.

It's just that there has never been a time when she feels so sad that she still has such a lucid understanding in her dreams.

The figure faded silently.

Shang Xuesleeve finally opened his eyes.

She was lying on a bed.

She raised her hand and touched her temples, which were still slippery and cool.

A lamp was placed at the head of the bed, bringing her a little light on the early spring night.

There was also a charcoal basin on the ground, and the flames inside were dancing lively.

But she was still so cold, it was really a dream.

She looked at Le's red and swollen hands, glowing with a luster and fragrance, which had been well medicated.

She thought about it, it was Xu Bixiao who originally reported the news, maybe she didn't worry about her, so she came along.

It's just that she didn't get to see Ah Yu for the last time.

Now that she thinks about it, she is really delusional, she is afraid that she will not even be able to enter the gate of that palace city.

Now, the last bit of faint fire hidden under the ashes in my heart has finally been extinguished.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, maybe it was Xu Bixiao, and she sat up with her body propped up—no matter what, she wanted to thank him with a smile, risking the risk to deliver such a message, and running back and forth to take care of her; She's going to laugh and tell him she's okay; She also laughed and told him that she was finally ......

Finally, I can, freely, really, live my life.

The moment the door opened, Shang Xuesleeve tried to put on a smile on his face.

It's just something cold and cold, constantly flowing.

Her eyes widened desperately, but they were obscured by the mist.

The figure paused at the door, then retreated.

The door was empty again, and the empty openings that opened behind it were the chill that poured in.

No.

Shang Xuesleeve screamed in her heart.

"Ah Yu, Ah Yu, Ah Yu ......"

She was only afraid that it was a dream, and it was really a dream.

Her eyes were still blackened, and she trembled and touched the edge of the bed, moving her legs.

She staggered to the door.

She was confused in her heart, the Ah Yu just now disappeared from the left, or from the right.

Her shouting never stopped, but there was no response, and she became more and more sure that she was still in a dream, and that she longed for a reunion with him—left and right—as if the choice was so important to her that if she chose the wrong one, she would miss it forever.

Shang Xuesleeve threw herself out of the door and looked to the right.

It was nothing more than an empty hallway, and a wave of desperation hit her.

Her hand on the doorframe gradually lost its strength, and when she was about to fall, she fell into an embrace.

She sobbed for a moment.

"Ah Yu, is it you...... Ah Yu. ”

The arms are warm and the arms are strong.

The breath was hot, and the teardrops were burning.

She was only afraid that it would be the last hug seven years ago, and then goodbye.

Her body was gently propped up, wrapped in the crook of her arms, clinging to her broad, warm chest.

She pricked up her ears in confusion, and felt that she didn't hear the heartbeat, so she couldn't help but lean forward again, although the heartbeat was still not heard, but a faint bloody breath came.

Yes, Ah Yu, it was assassinated.

Tears spread back into her eyes.

It wasn't until she was put back on the bed that her cold feet were finally warmed up in the quilt; Until she could see the person in front of her clearly, her thinking seemed to stop.

She just muttered:

"Ah Yu."

"I'm here." Each time, he responded.

Whether she was asleep or waking up now, the confirmation in her mouth was like the soft call she had in that nightmare in Nanjun many years ago. Panic, uneasiness, fear of all illusory despair poured out unhiddenly.

Lian Zeyu couldn't help but the corners of his eyes were slightly wet.

From time to time, he brushed her hair with his hands, patted her hands from time to time, rubbed her face, and made her feel his presence in such a close, skin-to-skin way.

He grabbed her and let her lean on the big pillow behind her, but her body stiffened and never relaxed.

He sighed in his heart, took the medicine out of his sleeve, took her hand, and gently applied it.

Her palms were worn out, and when she fell off the horse, she didn't know how thrilling it was, and at the moment of losing consciousness, her hands were still tightly wrapped around the silk reins, and as soon as the person fell, the front hooves of the horse were raised high, and she was about to gallop forward!

If it weren't for Ah Shen who kept watching her get on the boat after sending the medicine, and saw the scene of her snatching Ma Beihui, if it weren't for Ah Shen rushing to the ...... desperately

Lian Zeyu raised his head and looked at Shang Xue's sleeves again, he looked away and looked at her legs.

The inside of her legs was all worn out, the blood stained her pants red, and they were sticky together, but when she tore open and cleaned up the medicine for her, she never shouted pain, and the only word she said was "Ah Yu".

He opened his mouth and said, "Ah Sleeve, I will call the doctor to help you with the medicine." ”

He got up, but the placket of his shirt was held in Shang Xue's sleeve.

He didn't dare to pull it out, he was reluctant to pull it out, and he wasn't even willing to explain anything.

Lian Zeyu finally couldn't calm down anymore, his tears fell drop by drop, and he choked up: "Ah Sleeve." ”

A thousand words, I don't know where to start.

After waiting for a long time, the reunion he was looking forward to only made him want to escape.

He was more scared than she was.

She was afraid of his death.

And he was afraid, afraid that even if he lived, when she learned the truth, there would be no more his existence in her eyes and hearts, and then he would be worse than dead.

So there was a moment after the door was opened, and he dodged.

So I can't help but be cautious about it.

His throat choked slightly, sat back on the bed, and said in a dumb voice: "Ah Sleeve, don't use your hands so hard, be careful of serious injuries." ”

He felt that the strength in Shang Xue's sleeve hand was a little less, so he slowly pulled out the placket of his clothes.

It's just that Shang Xuesleeve's hand is not honest, it seems that he must grasp something to rest assured, he held her wrist and said, "Ah Sleeve, bear with it for a while, otherwise the medicine just applied will be rubbed off." ”

He still remembered the scene of seeing the bones in the ruins of the cold palace in the heavy rain, and his heart was still painful.

Even if he later learned that she was still in this world, that kind of pain had become his deep-rooted memory, and he never wanted his sleeve to taste that kind of taste.

"I'm glad you came to me. But I ...... Where am I worth coming back to? If there is a case," Lian Zeyu said: "Ah Sleeve, do you know what is more painful than losing...... After the loss is restored...... Lost again...... So I'm really scared of ......."

So he couldn't wait.

In the past seven years, he never dared to take it lightly, how afraid he was, in a place he couldn't take care of, came to her murderous letter.

He thought that he would never be able to be a qualified emperor again.

From that parting seven years ago, he has been arranging various things, including conditioning her body, including making sure she is safe and sound, including...... How to get out of that position.

It's dark.

He spoke quietly, and she listened quietly.

Until this time, Chunmao Society and her were named.

He suddenly realized that all she was was what he wanted to protect.

Not only is she safe and sound, but she is also doing what she wants to do, the dreams she chases, and her freedom...... She only needs to show her face in the palace, or someone finally stabs her out......

Her reputation that she had worked so hard to rebuild, including her efforts in the pear orchard, was ruined.

The world is not so generous, and they will scold her into the dirt.

Many years ago, he thought that the emperor was omnipotent, but it turned out that things had come to a point where he couldn't control or even intervene, and he regretted it for life.

Such a lesson was enough once, and he couldn't gamble with her.

As long as he is still on this throne, as long as he can't forget her, someone will do everything possible to hurt her because he can't forget.

He was the root cause of the danger to her life.

Therefore, what was supposed to be two years later, waiting for the prince to be twelve years old, was brought forward just before the Wanshou Festival, under his secret promotion.

"Queen...... She secretly contacted many people to force the palace...... It's just that she doesn't know that those people were originally instructed by me......

"Only in this way can I control things to a minimum, and I can completely limit the so-called 'palace change' to Liancheng Palace, not even Zhongning Palace......

"It's just that I didn't expect her to hate me to the point of being so bitter that she brought a dagger with her."

He chuckled, "That's fine...... Otherwise, I'm worried about how to hide it from those ministers......

"The prince is innocent...... There was a queen mother who rebelled for him, and his reputation was damaged, and once he was a son of heaven and a courtier, seeing that I was powerless to return to heaven, he had to take into account the virtue of the prince first, and they discussed it in front of my sickbed for several days before they came up with a different statement...... It was only said that the remnants of the Liu family were assassinated...... It's good to ......."

He felt Shang Xue's body tense again.

But he wasn't much better.

It's always been him, and he hasn't received a single word of response, but since he has opened his mouth, he's finished speaking.

Leaving that position, it is natural to go to her side.

But he didn't want to give up in exchange for anything.

He only thought that he had missed his Ah Sleeve for so many years, he was getting old, Ah Sleeve was also getting old, many years were missing, even if he looked at it from afar, he wanted to see her.

Lian Zeyu raised his hand, and finally landed lightly in her hair.

"Ah Sleeve, don't worry...... I, I don't want to make you promise anything......"

Before he could finish speaking, a tear fell on his hand.

She said, "Does it hurt?" ”

She turned around, buried herself in his chest, and cried, "If you really ...... What should I do? What shall I do in this world alone? ”

The worm does not grow old

Thank you for the peace charm ^_^ of my book friend 4704 Today, in order to maintain the coherence of the chapters, two more and one more. There was no update in the evening.