The prince was willing to play a song for them, and everyone looked at each other, obviously a little surprised.

"Okay, here you go." Chiju chuckled.

The melodious sound of the song, accompanied by the woman in white, danced gently, like a dream. The melody is melodious and abyss, revealing silence and sadness. You can see the desolation and loneliness in the heart of the person who plays. Listening to the song, it seemed to arouse the deep sadness in the hearts of everyone on the field. The people in the audience sighed and took a sip of liquor.

And there is such a beautiful music, and naturally there is such a graceful dance, the woman in white jumps and writhes gently, and her smile is noble and elegant. With the gentle dance of the song, it seems to tell everyone a wonderful and sad love.

Almost everyone was silent in this dance music, the proverb quietly shook the wine glass in his hand, he couldn't stand the two of them so compatible, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the fingers on the table gently shook the bell on his waist.

The pleasant bell sounded, and Kashiwagi's face suddenly turned pale, and he just jumped, and his legs and feet ached, and he fell to the ground.

Everyone looked at this sudden change and opened their mouths, obviously not understanding why they fell down when they were dancing so well just now.

Qian Jue hurriedly stepped forward to help the woman on the ground, and asked in a low voice, "Kashimi, what's wrong." ”

The sound of the bell had stopped, and Kashiwagi looked in the direction of the proverb and pursed the corners of his lips quietly.

The proverb raised the wine glass in his hand and raised the wine towards the cypress, smiling slightly at the corner of his mouth. It seems to be provocative, Kashiwagi, you forced me, I can't get you, and I will definitely destroy you.

As if noticing Kashiwagi's eyes, Qianjue looked at the proverb, looked at his smug appearance, his hand tightened slightly, and then let go.

"Jue'er, how's Kashiwagen?" Qianju hurriedly came down from the high place and asked.

Qian Jue helped up, "Father, it should be that my foot is twisted, Kashiwagi and I will go back to the house first, probably we can't continue this spring hunt." ”

Looking at the woman on the ground, Qianju nodded, "Then you go back first, come here, and prepare a carriage for the prince." ”

Qian Jue thanked her, picked up the woman and left.

The accident just now didn't seem to have disturbed their interest, and everyone continued to drink. The proverb quietly clenched his fist.

"Your Majesty, Weichen drank a little too much wine just now, so he went down first."

Chiju smiled and waved her hand, letting them feel free.

Leaning quietly in his arms, looking up at the moonlight in the distance, today's moonlight is very good, as bright as a jade plate.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, and Qianjue carefully dressed her ankles. Kashiwagi seemed to be a little tired, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep in the middle of the sound.

When they returned to the Prince's Mansion, it was already a shift, and the guards in the palace didn't seem to expect them to come back, so they hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

Looking at the woman who was already asleep leaning against the wall of the car, Qianjue raised her hand, and before touching her cheek, her hand was retracted. Ruthlessly got out of the car and ignored her.

"Prince, what about the princess, why didn't you see her." The butler asked in a low voice.

Qian Jue pursed the corners of her lips and looked at the carriage in the distance, "Send her a cloak." ”

What's wrong with the two of them today, the housekeeper looked at Qianjue's back slightly strangely.

In the study, a candle burned until dawn, Qianjue sat on the ground, slowly drinking sake, and kept recalling that sentence in his mind.

'I will kill him, I will kill the prince.' ’

'I will kill him, I will kill the prince.' ’

'I will kill him, I will kill the prince.' ’

This sentence kept echoing in his mind like a demon, tormenting him to go crazy. Kashiwagi said that if he wanted to kill himself, this heart had never hurt so much. Finally, he screamed and slammed the wine jar in his hand to the ground.

The movement inside frightened everyone outside, and they hurriedly pushed the door in, and an ink table fell in front of them.

Qian Jue looked at them fiercely, and said in a low voice, "Get out, let me go out." ”

Frightened, the guards hurriedly withdrew, what happened to the prince, he quarreled with the crown princess, otherwise the whole person would not be so lost.

Watching the guards withdraw, Qian Jue chuckled, liars, they are all liars, they tried their best to kill themselves, and they were so good to her.

When Kashiwagi woke up, it was already dawn, because it was still early summer, so there was still a cold in the air, and he looked around and found that he was still in the carriage, with a thick quilt on his body, and saw that his ankles had been wrapped in white veil.

Cautiously got out of the carriage, looked at the prince's mansion in the distance, and limped back to the courtyard.

The maids in the courtyard don't seem to be as attentive to the cypress as before, and what is written on their faces is that you have fallen out of favor.

And Kashiwagi really didn't suggest it, took off the robe on his body, looked at the wound on his foot, carefully applied it, and rubbed the wound medicine.

For eight consecutive days, Qianjue has never come to look for herself, and Kashiwagi is in a bad mood, and the maids in the house can now directly ignore the existence of Kashimi, and when they eat, sometimes forget, sometimes take some glutinous rice to her.

Leaning quietly on the door panel, I took a deep breath, there were still two days.

The sky outside slowly darkened a lot, and Kashiwagi sat on the bed, having been hungry for two days in a row, and had not eaten anything, but drank some tea. Now I am hungry and cold, trying to shrink myself into a ball, and the injury on my foot has healed. But the wound in my heart was already inflamed.

For love, Kashiwagi is already terminally ill, quietly looking at the moonlight outside.

Since there was no one to take care of him, Kashiwagi packed up everything in the house. Remove the ring from your hand and place it on the table. Looking at himself in the mirror, his face turned pale. Because I haven't eaten properly in a few days, my face is sallow.

Laughing and dressing herself, the woman who was originally pale had a complexion. Put on the dance dress and go out of the courtyard.

When the maids in the house saw her, they avoided her one after another, as if they were jealous of her. And Kashiwagi stopped a maid, and the sharp knife was against her shoulder, so frightened that the maid hurriedly knelt down.

"Girl, what are you doing here?" The maid trembled.

Kashiwagi chuckled and asked in a low voice, "Where is he?" ”

The maid was just about to say that she didn't know, but the sharp knife cut the maid's neck, and blood kept pouring out. Frightened, she nodded hurriedly.

"Girl, the slave will take you now, don't kill the slave." The maid whispered.

Kashiwagi smiled and raised his eyebrows, "Then lead the way, don't lie to me, otherwise I don't mean to let you go to hell." (To be continued.) )