Since Weiyang came back from Tianqing Mountain, he has been in a state. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He devoted himself to the war on the border and no longer cared about the affairs of the palace. In fact, everyone around him knows that there are so many wars on the border, how can he forget to eat and sleep. The people around also found out, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince became more and more fond of being in a daze. He sometimes sits in a daze, and he stands in a daze. When he was in a daze, his eyes were gloomy, and his deep eyes, which could not be deeper, were now full of sorrow. Weiyang especially likes to go to the walls of the palace and look into the distance, sometimes staying for a whole day. The people who cared about him could only shake their heads helplessly when they saw him like this.

Today, for the third time, he stepped on the walls. The wind was blowing gently, but even the gentlest wind felt extremely cold on him. Weiyang faced the wind, but his eyes looked at the same place these days.

The heavy green mountains are endless, a little farther away, a little farther away, it seems to be the green mountains of the sky. Sometimes the weather is clearer, and he seems to be able to see a little bit of the green mountains. Only in this way can he alleviate a little of the guilt in his heart and suppress a little of the thoughts that have come up layer by layer.

Sometimes, he will also feel that his heart hurts so much that he can't help himself, whenever this time, he will take out the jade pendant given to him by Tianqing, gently touch the word "Yang" on it, and silently recite the strange and familiar name in his heart, so that the pain in his heart can be relieved a little. Because he thinks that he still has something to hope for, he still has plans for the future, and he still has hope of atonement.

Father and he both coincidentally sent a group of people to look for them, these people, most of them are elites, and the people they want to find can generally be found. It's a pity that this time, it's all lost in the sea. If a person really wants to hide, no one can find it. It just so happened that Xiao Guoshi didn't know where to go, otherwise, Xiao Guoshi could still find it. Unfortunately, this time, it seems to be destined. Even Heaven was reluctant to let him find her.

The only thing he's interested in doing these days is to go to the prison to see Xuanse. Although Xuan Se is the prince of Yue Kingdom, Yue Guo did not look for him because of his disappearance, perhaps in their hearts, Xuan Se is a person who has come and gone without a trace. The dark color is still as fresh and pale as ever, and when I see him, I still show that ethereal smile, just like when I first saw him. However, he vaguely felt an unknown trace of bitterness at the corner of Xuan's mouth. Only then did he know that he was not the only one who bore the pain of longing. The most things he did with Xuan Se was playing the piano and poetry. Of course, there are winners and losers, and of course the winners will smile symbolically and heartily, as if no one wants to reveal each other's true feelings. It's just that they know that these two things are the things that Tianqing, who is very involved but doesn't know anything, loves to do with them. They fill themselves with a lot of things every day, just to try not to think about it, to think, to think about that person.

In the end, Xuan Se is still much happier than him. Xuan Se just bore the pain of longing, but what about him? In addition to missing, there is also a deeper and deeper guilt. At the last moment, Xuanse was able to stick to his heart. He did what he wanted to do, and he will remember it with a clear conscience in the future. But he, first caused her family to be ruined, and then failed to save her when she was most in danger. When she needed help the most, she was as cold as ice; When she needed protection the most, she stood by and watched; And now, when she needs comfort the most, he can only be in the palace, complaining.

He burst out laughing, heartlessly. It turns out that he will, he will die of heartache for a person, he will do something that he regrets every time he thinks about it, he will miss someone so deeply as he does now, and he will be helpless about God's arrangement like now. He laughed so hard that he burst into tears, and in the blink of an eye, he turned from laughing to crying. He cried profusely, then cried so hard that he fell to his knees. He thought that Tianqing knelt down like this at that time, she was so helpless, so pitiful, and he was so ruthless and cold, and tears couldn't help but flow down. He wanted to cry a good time today, and he remembered that the last time he cried, he got the news of his mother's death. At that time, he was still young, and he just listened to others; "You don't have a queen mother anymore." He felt the fear and helplessness in his heart, and then began to cry. Only then did he know that the man didn't flick when he had tears, it turned out that he just hadn't reached the sad place.

The soldiers stationed at the passing came and went, and no one came to help him. They know that when a man cries, it must be when he is really sad, and he can't be persuaded no matter how much he can't persuade him. Moreover, he is the current crown prince, who has suffered the death of his mother and the pain of war, and he should have been invulnerable. But now he's crying, and he's crying so much that he can't help himself, it's really sad! It's really sad for a person who can only bleed to cry!

Crying enough, he got up, patted the dust off his body, and prepared to go down the tower. He glanced in that direction again and whispered softly, "You wait, I'll come back to see you later." As he walked down the stairs, he seemed to remember something and stopped. He slowly touched the dragon-patterned jade pendant hanging around his neck to symbolize his identity, and held the jade pendant engraved with the word "Yang" in his hand. With his mind settled, he resolutely broke the thread tied with the jade pendant around his neck, threw the dragon pattern jade pendant down the city tower, and then hung up the "Yang" jade pendant with peace of mind, and walked down the stairs briskly. His steps were resolute, and his heart was resolute.

The dragon-patterned jade pendant stumbled down the tower like a falling star, and with a small inaudible sound, it cracked into several pieces, and then, forever, disappeared from Yang's side, and disappeared into the red dust.