If Su Chen hadn't pierced his throat with an arrow, he wouldn't have hurt his throat, and his throat would have been damaged after he was desperately rescued, and it would have been difficult for him to speak again. What kind of man www.biquge.info did he save him from hell? How much pain and suffering did it take to get back to what it is now?

In the year he "died in battle...... How did he come over in the past two years? Where did he go, how did he escape from death on the battlefield, is what Qi Yu said true or false, and if so, what is his reason? Why was Su Chen in a group of caravans, was he pinned down by them, or was he helped by them? What is the purpose of his here, in order to ...... Looking for yourself?

Then his name and surname have also changed?

A series of doubts came to her heart, constantly filling her chest, she wanted to know the answer, she wanted to know the answer so much! She is more anxious than anyone else, more anxious than anyone else, and more worried than anyone else......

However, as soon as she thought of today's scene, she fell from the high to the low, and her mood plummeted in an instant. - Now she, the mysterious and unpredictable Oiran of the Wind Moon Pavilion, the lovesick girl of the famous capital, half an hour ago, was still sweating and dancing on the high platform that attracted the attention of thousands of people......

Thinking about it further, a year ago, in the palace of Liangyu Palace, she came uninvited and went to the dragon bed of his royal brother Su Ao......

A person who shows people with a charming smile and dances with charm is now a remnant of flowers and willows, and is gradually dyed with dust. How can she have the face to see him? How to be worthy of him?

When Si Sleeve came back again, she didn't even look at what was written on the paper, but took a pen and wrote a few words on another piece of paper, and motioned for Si Sleeve to copy it.

Si Sleeve was a little puzzled, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at her, only to see a cold look on his face, the blush and nervousness he had when he first came were gone, and his eyes were like snow, melting in the chill of the black pupils.

Si Sleeve took the paper, only to see the book on the line of Juanxiu Xiaokai: The concubine is unwell, please don't complain, the concubine is willing to Wandu's famous song "Drunken Acacia" to the son, if the coming day is sometimes, the son will be in the peony hall again, in order to thank the sin of poor service today.

"This ......" Seeing that she wanted to give an eviction order, Si Sleeve glanced at her hesitantly.

"Go ahead, he won't embarrass you." Tang Guxi lowered his head, his cold gaze locked on the ground, and said lightly.

Si Sleeve had no choice but to frown slightly, bite his lip and pick up the pen, and after finishing the book in a hurry, he brought it over.

There was no movement on the other side for a long time, her heart hung high, her unspeakable emotions filled her chest, sour and unbearable, remorse and sigh, for a while her heart was like numbness, mixed tastes.

However, in any case, this incident itself is already a great thing...... Isn't it?

He's alive, he's alive......

Su Chen, he is not dead, although his voice has changed greatly and his identity is no longer there, he is not dead, he is still alive, sitting opposite him! He was incognito, he returned to the advection, he was safe and prosperous, and the wind and waves were calm...... This has made her feel at ease enough that she can almost wake up laughing in her dreams!

So, she is not sad.

It's a good thing, it's a good thing, saying it to yourself over and over again...... Don't drag him down, don't recognize him, sweep away his temptations and speculations, and let him return disappointed. As long as she can keep "her as she is" in his heart, she knows enough.

He could not be told that his brook had become so unbearable, so willing to fall into the dust......

My eyes inadvertently crossed the piece of paper, and my heart moved, and I didn't want to look at it anymore, but at this moment, the breeze outside the window blew and stirred the corner of the paper on one side.

The whole letterhead was flipped slightly, and it was lying in front of her. The black letters are facing up, and the back is facing down.

"In this life and this life, you will never lose each other, hold the hand of your son, and grow old with your son."

Crashed into her sight like a golden iron horse.

In this life and this life, we will never lose each other, hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

In the imperial garden of Liangyu Palace, after Ruoxuan's laughter gradually faded away, she suddenly became full of sadness, and said something like this on his knees......

He still remembers, he wrote! Doesn't this show that she's cover-up at all point? He wasn't tempting or speculating, he was affirming, he was already sure when he was offstage!

Perhaps, it was when I fell......

"Girl." Si Sleeve came, not holding the letterhead, but nodding at her.

She restrained her mind slightly, got up and walked to a piano table, adjusted her breath, and raised her jade hand lightly, slowly landing on the strings.

There was a faint coolness on the strings, which spread from the fingertips to the bottom of the heart.

The sound of the incomparably mournful piano sounded, just like the sound of continuous rain beating the bamboo leaves in the quiet and lonely night, the autumn wind was bleak, blowing the bamboo curtains, the autumn leaves were red all over the ground and rolled with the wind, the moon was covered by clouds, the cicadas were poignant, and the night was cooler than the night......

Drunk Acacia, Drunk Acacia......

Over the years, the most acacia is the end of the world. It's like a world away, but it's close at hand and can't bear to see it.

A tear flowed down her clear eyes, unconscious, hitting the strings, and being plucked by the strings, instantly shattered and split.

The sleeve standing on the side frowned slightly, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were full of sadness.

On the other side of the brocade bead curtain, the son who came to admire was sitting in danger.

Facing the sweetheart who was close to him outside the bead curtain, he suppressed the strong desire to burst out of his chest, and his body was slightly numb because of restraint, because he didn't dare to move, for fear that if he moved, he would rush over desperately and stand in front of her through the heavy bead curtains......

The word, not hers, he knew.

The young man sighed, his resolute and handsome face fluctuated faintly, the corners of his lips with clear lines, his pupils as black as jade, and the corners of his eyes slightly reddened, with a trace of the roughness and hardness of the wind and sand on the battlefield in the past, listening to the increasingly sad and agitated piano music, he picked up a glass of wine and raised his head into his throat.

At that time, I couldn't care about the doctor's instructions, and even if the pain in my throat was like fire, it couldn't resist the torment in my heart......

……

The noise outside the corridor was still there, the door of the West Pavilion of the Peony Hall opened, and he walked out of it, without a trace of emotion on his face, and his appearance was as warm as jade, which made Zhu's mother, who had been waiting outside for a long time, breathe a sigh of relief.

"How's it going, Childe, we're not bad lovesick girls, right?" She said as she followed the young man. At this time, Si Sleeve also came out of the East Pavilion, and the young man was slightly stunned and stopped.

Mother Zhu also hurriedly stopped, with a trace of doubt on her face, glanced at Si Sleeve, and wondered why one was in the West Pavilion and the other was in the East Pavilion......

Seeing him, Si Sleeve smiled slightly and bowed down.

The young man smiled and nodded.

Mother Zhu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart......

"Childe is leaving this time?"

"Hmm."

"There are many poor care today, the girl asked me to come out ......"

"Nope." He shook his head, his face was like a spring breeze, "Bring a message for me, tell your girl, say that she has excellent piano skills, and it is the best song Zheng has ever heard in his life. ”

"If you are praised by your son, I will bring it." Si Sleeve nodded and smiled.

"Today's itinerary is in a hurry, and it is inconvenient to stay longer, so I will leave." He said to Si Sleeve from beginning to end, his attitude was extremely humble and gentle, not at all like he was talking to a strange Qinglou woman, and his attitude towards Zhu's mother was obviously much colder.

After bowing, he turned and went downstairs.

The sound of "knocking" footsteps sounded on the wooden ladder, and Zhu's mother walked down with him.

In the Peony Hall, Tang Guxi leaned against the door of the East Pavilion, listening to the sound of the fading outside, her heart seemed to be torn by something, her chest fell together, and the restless restlessness forced her to rush down......