"You're not, you're not, you're the Seventh Highness, you're likely to be the emperor's person in the future, you'll be a beautiful woman in the harem, all the women will embrace you, you're from the world, you're theirs. Even if you can't be the emperor, you will still have a group of wives and concubines, a full house of children and grandchildren, and you will still be an extremely noble general and king. The ancient painting fan looked straight at him, with deep pain hidden in his eyes.

Chun Yuan Lan looked at her eyes in a daze, listened to her words, and was silent for a long time.

The ancient painting laughed suddenly, but it was as if he was crying.

"A lifetime, a generation, a pair! I don't want glory and wealth in my ancient painting fan, I don't seek fame and fortune in my life, I just want a person who can grow old together, he can only love me, I can only have me. But I know that in this world of three wives and four concubines, this is just wishful thinking after all! Ordinary men are like this, let alone the emperor's son I want, even I think it's so ridiculous—" The ancient painting fan laughed to himself, but tears were pouring in.

"Painting fan......, I-"

"You don't need to say anything, just like I said at the beginning, Yan Qingjiu loves you so much, and she is a princess of a country, she is the best candidate for you. Maybe because she is a princess of another country, she can't be the queen of Cangyang Kingdom, but she is an indispensable step for you to ascend to the throne. Seven Highnesses, Seven Highnesses. You're so smart, how could you not have thought of it? But you can't let go of it now, you just want to hold everything you want in the palm of your hand! Of course, you are Your Highness, and this is just your nature! ”

"Why do you say that? Don't you really feel my heart for you? Is that a hypocrisy? Is it a hypocrisy? Chun Yuan Lan said in a deep voice.

The ancient painting fan looked at his eyes, suddenly approached him, a few feet away, and the words in his mouth were gently spit out.

"Maybe it's not hypocrisy, it's not hypocrisy. But when your desire to conquer the world swells, this weak, worthless emotion is suppressed and lifeless, and in the end, I am afraid that only the relative silence of each other will remain. My heart is so small, it can't tolerate so many changes, so many helplessness. Pure Abyss Blue Life, since that night we have never been able to-"

The beautiful and charming thin lips gently spit out, but it is as if they have been poisoned, which makes people feel cold.

"What about him? My good sixth brother! He's also a prince! How big his ambitions are and how big they are that you don't know all these years! But you still miss him, and you say you have to think about it, what? You're going to tell me now that you love him! You chose him! Is it? Chun Yuan Lan Xu held the shoulders of the ancient painting fan tightly, and his hands trembled a little. His eyes were fixed on her thin lips, for fear of spitting out words that hurt him again from her mouth.

When it came to Chunyuan Lan Mu, the eyes of the ancient painting fan were instantly filled with infinite sadness, she once thought that it was the desolation of the earth, but before she had time to step into it, she had been strangled by life.

A drop of clear tears slipped down, and the thin lips of the ancient painting fan were lightly opened, and he was about to say something, but he was suppressed in his heart by the sudden thin lips of Chunyuan Blue.

"Don't want to say anything from your mouth that hurts me again! I don't care if you are a person of this world, or not a person of this world, I only recognize you! Ancient painting fan! ”

Her body was tightly confined, and her lips once again murmured the smell of blood, but this time it was her blood. The mouth and tongue were sucked until it was painful, and then numb, but the pain slowly fell from the mouth to the heart.

Gu Huafan closed her eyes in a trance, feeling the intense pain in her heart, her heart was still beating, but the life she jumped out of was not hers.

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It's the end of April in a blink of an eye, and it's been more than two months since I came to this Chuyuan tribe, although some of the twists and turns of the court will send people to send them to Emperor Chunyuan to deal with, but the political power of the court and the central government is uncontrollable for too long. On this day, Emperor Chunyuan issued an order to return to the palace three days later.

Inside the house, the ancient painting fan was packing up his clothes and a handicraft, looking at the sky outside the window with some hesitation.

Ben also thought that the day of returning to the palace was approaching, but he still felt a little hasty to go back suddenly.

When she came, she would never have thought that she would go back, and she would go back again as the imperial palace maid of Emperor Chunyuan.

Time flies, and since that day, she has never seen her brother again, nor has she seen the two masters and the long way master again. Originally, she thought that being a maid in front of the palace was a dream, and when she woke up, she was the treasure in her brother's palm, the stinky girl in the mouth of the two masters, and the bird that was about to soar freely between heaven and earth.

But she didn't think of it anyway, but it turned out that that period of time was really a dream, a dream that could never be dreamed of again, a suffocating dream.

Suddenly, a knock on the door pulled her out of her trance, and Gu Huafan put down the envelope in his hand and walked towards the door.

Standing outside the house was a man from the primordial tribe, who saw the ancient painting fan open the door, and immediately shoved a letter into her hand, and then strode away and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The ancient painting fan was puzzled, looked up at the figure that was gone, and then lowered his eyes to look at the envelope in his hand. There is no signature, no signature.

The ancient painting fan looked around, then retreated into the house and closed the door.

After looking at the envelope for a long time, he slowly tore open the envelope and took out the letter inside.

Then there is also a piece of smoke blue jade pendant, this jade is clear and transparent into a half-moon shape, the reverse side is engraved with the words "autumn wind sad painting", the front is carved with a black pattern embellished with a lin figure, the hand is warm and moist, it is a piece of high-grade warm jade. At first glance, it's not something to be taken for granted.

When I opened the letterhead, there was only one sentence written on it:

I hope that he will revisit the original plain one day,

I hope that he will speak at the beginning.

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"Fan'er, why are you in a daze again? The emperor asked you to come and serve, if you are not feeling well, I will talk to the emperor. Piao Wu pushed the fan of the ancient painting that was sitting on the grass beside him.

was pushed back to his senses by fluttering, and the ancient painting fan looked up. But I saw Luofu and Piao Wu looking at her in unison.

Thinking of what Piao Wu had just said, Gu Huafan slowly stood up and said softly: "It's okay, maybe I'm a little tired from traveling these days." As he spoke, he walked towards Emperor Chunyuan's chariot not far away.

Luofu and Piaowu looked at her thin back, thinking about her eyes that had become more and more silent in the past few days, and they were faintly worried.

Luofu stepped forward and looked back at Piaowu's worried look, then she bowed slightly, reassuring her.

"Sister Fan'er, the emperor wants you to play chess with the emperor! The emperor's interest is good, always with a smile! Playing chess with several highnesses, I won every game, and I was bored! Liufu walked beside the ancient painting fan and said softly.

"You're the hell again, aren't you?" Hearing this, the ancient painting fan squinted at Liufu. (To be continued.) )