"Say no more! I'll tell you to stop! ”

Song Yan's gaze stopped on Su Chengjing's body for a long time, anger and uneasiness faintly swaying in his black eyes, but after a burst of anger, he sighed and said coldly: "You are right, but she still doesn't understand me!" She didn't tell me anything, even if she only had three days, you told me! ”

He used "I" instead of "I", and he could feel the strong and sad feelings that had been suppressed in the depths of his heart for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I looked at Song Yan for a long time, biting my lip, before saying, "Why doesn't she want to get to know you?" During the years when she was in a coma, all she thought about was your safety, but when she woke up, you gave her the desperation of pain to death. Therefore, in those days in the cold palace, she was introspecting, regretting and even resentful every day, just because of you, the love she trusted was no longer a gorgeous dress, but full of holes. Whatever you try to save now, the more she ...... The farther away from you. ”

He listened in disbelief, and then slowly moved his gaze to the inner sanctum, as if he could see through the heavy curtains, the woman lying on the bed.

"Get up, don't kneel." He slowly uttered a few words.

"That was three years ago, and I never thought about it...... Even if she is in mortal danger, she believes that she will come back...... But she never had, and I hated her at that time, so much that I hated ...... All she thought about was the death of the person she loved the most......" His voice trembled with horror, but he kept talking.

"I ...... when I first woke up"

When eighteen-year-old Song Yan woke up from his dream, he was surrounded by a gurgling stream, two words "wait for me" clearly on the ground, and a piece of psychic jade in his hand, he knew that it was the talisman that Ah Yao was wearing, but he didn't understand why it was in his hand, thinking of the unprovoked fire in the mountain temple, his heart panicked suddenly.

His originally pale face turned to fear little by little against the backdrop of the stream in front of him and the bright moon in the silent night, and the girl in his heart seemed to never appear again, and the dead silence did not respond......

"A-Yao-" Song Yan ran back to the mountain temple like crazy, but there was only a piece of ashes in front of him, and there was nothing left.

"A-Yao, where are you?"

"A-Yao!"

But no one responded.

When he no longer had strength, as if all his strength had been drained, he slowly let go of his hand and lay down on the grass, and hot tears fell from his eyes one by one on the grass, and he was no longer seen.

The mother concubine has warned him since he was a child that men don't flick when they have tears, but at the moment he is bleeding and crying, and there seems to be a pair of hands in the depths of his heart that pull his heart out fiercely, and then spread all over his body, only so painful that he can't breathe.

He stroked the piece of psychic jade, and the warm and moist jasper was sweat stained by him, and it was not until a long time later that he gradually eased up. Today's events were so sudden that the only one who could find them and kill them was the queen. Ah Yao didn't know what the situation was now, but he believed that she would definitely come back, and even if he didn't, he would go to her.

He rebuilt a thatched hut on top of the temple and planted asters around it. He carefully watered the flowers every day, and the seedlings grew quickly, believing that as long as the aster flowers bloomed, his A-Yao would return.

The first three **** are waiting for the queen to send someone to deliver a message to him, if the queen arrests A-Yao, she will definitely use this to blackmail him. But until the seventh day, when he had not seen the queen, Ah Yao's voice still rang clearly in his ears, making him wake up from his sleep every time, and losing Ah Yao's blank and gray was like being in hell, day and night.

This pain and fear had accumulated day and night, and by the eighth day he could no longer bear it, and he resolved to go out to inquire about the news of the palace. The anger of being deceived and the pain of longing pierced into his heart like a thin needle, smeared with deadly poison, and the pain made him bleach. He hated the queen and hated her for taking away his most cherished people again and again.

So, he spent several days going to various places to inquire about whether the queen had taken a woman. But he had to avoid the queen's eyes, so he began to hide while looking around for questions. But wherever he hid, there were officers and soldiers. Sometimes, he hid among the beggars, and in order to avoid the officers and soldiers, he would compete with others for steamed buns on the ground. However, as soon as he had the opportunity, he would return to the thatched hut to see if Shangguan Yao would come back.

But Shangguan Yao has never been found, and even whether Shangguan Yao has really existed. He began to firmly believe that Ah Yao was not in the hands of the queen, because the queen wanted him, not Ah Yao. But where did A-Yao go?

He secretly swore in his heart that he would wait until she returned, and since she asked him to wait, he would not lie to him. He was going to live here well, and then wait until she came back in the healthiest and most perfect way.

As soon as he thought of this, Song Yan felt brave, he must not let Ah Yao see himself emaciated when she came back, let alone let her worry about herself anymore.

After the rain, the breeze blew and blew off the gradually withering peach petals on the branches, and they swirled and flew into the sky, and then fell one after another, like a magnificent rain of petals. A peach petal fell on Jing Li's shoulder, and his slender hand gently lifted it, as if he saw A-Yao again, instantly filling his heart.

Song Yan thought about it, turned around and went back to the house, and began to tidy up the house, so that Ah Yao could stay by his side happily and happily when he came back.

But after waiting for three months, he didn't wait for Shangguan Yao, but he waited for the queen's person again. After the fire that day, the queen sent people to look for the body, but after searching for a long time found nothing, she found him again in the thatched hut. It turned out that the queen's son unfortunately contracted smallpox, and within a month, the prince died. The emperor only had three sons, in addition to the crown prince, there was also a second prince, but the second prince was born stupid, so the position of the East Palace fell on Song Yan's head.

But he kept Shangguan Yao's words in mind, and he promised her that he would never sit on the throne of the emperor in his life. When he wanted to escape, he was slapped hard from behind, and then he lost consciousness.

When he became conscious, he found that his eyes were dark, his mouth was blocked by strips of cloth, he could not speak, his hands were firmly tied behind his back, and he could not move.

At this time, the voices of several people talking were heard all around.

"Hurry up and send a letter to the palace, the person has been found."

"Yes."

"Be careful not to let him run away, if he does, several of us will die without a place to be buried."

"Big brother, we understand."

Over here...... Where is it? He shook his head and tried to sit up straight, "Bang-", and his head hit something hard, and the pain made him suddenly conscious.

He seemed to be in the wooden box on a carriage, and he felt that he had walked for a long time before stopping, and he pricked up his ears to listen carefully to the movement outside, which seemed to be the sound of the wind blowing on the carriage, very fierce, very strong, and the shouts of Xiao Er, which was an open-air tavern.

His heart sank, and he was about to cry out for help, but he touched a slender nail in his hand groping, although his wrist hurt uncomfortably, and his body was helped hard, he still endured the pain and held the nail in his hand and cut the cloth hard.

A-Yao...... You must wait for me, I will find you!

A-Yao...... From now on, we will never abandon each other, and life and death depend on each other. I will always remember this sentence!