With a heavy heart, Qing'er slowly walked into Shen Zhongqing's room.

I saw that the wine jar that I had drunk fell to the ground in a mess, and Shen Zhongqing fell to the ground, holding a wine jar in his arms, and was drinking drunk, his eyes full of sadness.

In front of him, how can the word "sad" be obtained, and Qing'er is teary-eyed. I once dreamed of a young girl, and imagined countless times that we would meet again, fantasizing about the dreamlike feelings. I waited and waited and thought and thought with endless joy, and when I thought I was finally about to embrace my gorgeous dream, I felt that it was getting farther and farther away, more and more confusing. Like a silkworm chrysalis that turns into a butterfly, exhausting all its energy, ready to meet the dawn sun, the morning breeze of freedom, only to find that it has no wings, it is just a joke that life has played on itself.

No matter how many times I imagined it, I never expected that we would meet again. If there is no love, God, why do you deceive me, why do you still know each other, why do you still fall in love? Why is my love so heavy? Is this a punishment from heaven, or a trick of fate?

Qing'er slowly walked into Shen Zhongqing, sat beside him, snatched his wine jar, and drank heavily. Perhaps, only by doing this, otherwise, what else can be done.

Shen Zhongqing's eyes were drunk and hazy, as if he saw Xue Yun by his side, drinking with him. Her words and deeds are so fresh and elegant.

"Sister Yun'er, you're here! You're finally here! You see that I am lonely drinking alone, so you come to accompany me in drinking, right? Let's have a drink! Brother Shen will drink with you! Shen Zhongqing picked up another jar of wine and drank it.

Qing'er drank a few sips of wine alone, looking at Shen Zhongqing in front of him who was drunk and thought of himself as Xue Yun, as long as the pain in his heart could be alleviated a little, what did it matter who he regarded me.

Qing'er picked up the jar, "Brother Shen, I'll drink with you." With that, he gulped down. Xue Yun's death was not only painful for Shen Zhongqing, but also grief for Qing'er.

Shen Zhongqing was drunk and hazy, "Yun'er...... Yun'er ......"

Qing'er looked into the distance sadly, "Yun'er is a gentle and virtuous good girl, with excellent talent and appearance, and a strong personality, just like a gentleman among women, even a man with a high wind and a bright festival cannot be compared with a strange woman." ”

Shen Zhongqing's eyes were full of grief, he drank heavily, and said silently, "Yun'er...... Yun'er ......"

At this time, Qing'er was also a little drunk, which was also the reason for excessive sadness, plus she drank a little too much just now, and she felt dizzy.

Shen Zhongqing's wine jar fell to the ground, and when he saw Qing'er sitting beside him, he slowly got up, took Qing'er in his arms, and said in his mouth, "Yun'er...... Yun'er, you're finally back! Brother Shen didn't protect you well...... There is no ......"

Qing'er was hugged by Shen Zhongqing, only feeling dizzy and dizzy.

Suddenly, Shen Zhongqing was pulled away fiercely, and a pair of powerful arms gently picked up Qing'er, and Qing'er saw in her teary eyes that it was him! Li Chun!

Shen Zhongqing fell to the ground and stretched out his hands, as if holding on to his last hope, "Yun'er...... Don't you go...... Yun'er ...... Don't you go...... You're coming back......"

Li Chun hugged Qing'er tightly in his arms and strode over. Qing'er, who was drunk and hazy, looked at Li Chun silently. Behind him, only Shen Zhongqing was left shouting sadly.

Inside the palace of the king of Guangling.

Qing'er was lying on the couch, covered with a brocade futon. Li Chun sat on the edge of the couch, staring at Qing'er with cold eyes.

A maidservant girl walked in with tea in her hand. stepped forward and saluted, "Back to King Guangling, the hangover soup has been served." ”

Li Chun didn't look back, and said coldly, "Give me the soup, you can retreat!" "Pick up the hangover soup.

The slave saluted, "Yes!" "Retreat.

Li Chun scooped a spoonful of decoction, gently brought it to the corner of Qing'er's mouth, and motioned for her to drink it. Qing'er's sad and dull gaze was motionless.

"Not a single qiē is gone! This is not the result I was hoping for! I hope everyone is okay, all well! Qing'er's dull gaze muttered to herself.

Li Chun looked at Qing'er silently and said, "Who doesn't want this!" But if you want to survive in this world, you have to fight and bleed, you know? ”

Qing'er asked sadly: "Miss Xue Yun, she has a sad fate in her life, she is clean and self-loving, affectionate and righteous, even if many men sigh to themselves, I don't understand, why did she end up like this?" ”

Li Chun's face was sad, "Qing'er, do you believe it?" Every human being is born with a predestined fate. This is also the fate and mission of Miss Xue Yun. Life can only be like this, silently endured, you have no choice, you know? You can only keep yourself strong and survive in the midst of intrigue and deceit. The more noble life, the more unfortunate it is! ”

Qing'er unconsciously repeated Li Chun's words, "Why don't I understand, I don't know what you mean." The more noble life, the more unfortunate it is......"

Li Chun said: "You don't need to understand, you just need to listen." Shen Zhongqing's father-in-law was an official for four dynasties and was known as the "fairy prime minister". The higher a person stands, the same number of his political enemies and enemies, let alone such a legendary figure. The background and origin behind him are not something you and I can understand. ”

"There are many political enemies, so isn't it very dangerous for Brother Shen?" Qing'er looked at Li Chun worriedly and grabbed his arm. "You're going to help him...... You're going to help him...... Please. ”

Li Chun glanced at Qing'er coldly, "Perhaps, he doesn't need my help at all." My help was so small and insignificant in front of him. All you have to do now is relax your mind and take care of yourself! Do you understand? ”

Qing'er pulled Li Chun's arm tightly and said in an almost pleading tone, "Promise me, okay?" ”

Li Chun's cold deep eyes nodded

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