A good girl died in such an unknown way, maybe it is nothing in this era of treating human life as a mustard, but the meaning for her is completely different. What's more, he died because he was worried about her and looked for her!

Is it that one day he will be easily killed, and no one is willing to track down the murderer, so he dies like this, and it doesn't matter.

The ancient painting fan instantly felt only a chill through the bones, and his face was extremely pale.

Chunyuan Lan Mu looked at the handkerchief in the hand of the ancient painting fan, and then frowned.

"I didn't hurt her, if you believe it, I'll do my best to find the murderer. If you are going to think that I did it, then think so. Chunyuan Lan Mu spit out these words lightly, and sighed lightly in his heart.

Gu Huafan looked at his slightly frowning eyebrows, his faint and desolate eyes, and his thin lips pursed. At this moment, she suddenly remembered the Chu Pavilion in Woyang City, which was destroyed overnight. That paid attention to her in the days that followed. And that night he pointed a sharp blade at his neck.

With her ability, how could she hold this hidden Sixth Highness hostage? That unintentional mistake, did he really not think of it, or did he already think of it?

So many things hit her heart straight up, and suddenly, she burst into tears.

No one knows how much I want someone I can trust with all my heart, and no one knows how much I struggle in this world.

Chunyuan Lanxu deceived her from the beginning, and the friend who had not yet had time to see clearly was wiped out.

Chunyuan Lanqing can also say those insulting words to her with confidence!

Even you, Chunyuan Lan Mu, do you know how strong your ambitions are? After three years of watching in the Imperial Study, do you know how scared you are when you think of me?

You have taken the edge again and again, darkened the warehouse, and laid this net. Do you really think that no one knows? Or do you just want the emperor to understand and give the emperor the illusion that you have been clearly controlled by the emperor?

Some of these things, all of them, are so out of line with her world. How can I trust you? I want to believe in someone!

Piaowu, Liufu, sister, Ping'er, they all treat themselves sincerely, but she always puts them in danger, and even sacrifices a Ping'er.

She couldn't afford to protect them, and she couldn't bear to see herself being implicated, so she chose to leave.

But what about the facts?

Her most beloved brother, the brother whose blood is thicker than water, joins the two people she regards as elders to play her as a pawn.

She was afraid, she was afraid that as soon as she fell asleep, she would become a cold corpse and never wake up again, no one cared.

She's afraid—

There was a strong sense of struggle in the eyes of the ancient painting fan, she wanted to believe it, but she couldn't believe it. She was afraid that if she stumbled, she would really fall off the cliff and not be able to give birth.

For a long time, Chunyuan Lanmu sighed lightly, and gently covered the eyes of the ancient painting fan, there were too many struggles, too many worries, and too much involuntary and incomprehensible cowardice that could not be ignored.

"You are transparent, and there are some things that you should not think too much about. Because there are some things that cannot be thought about and cannot stand scrutiny. Just look at what is in front of you, and don't be swayed by the past that has not yet taken shape. Life is like a drama, and no one knows what will happen until the next moment. In this way, step by step, looking at the beauty and darkness along the way, and realizing what has come, instead of being lost every day for all kinds of speculations about the future that I don't know where to go. Isn't that bad? I'll admit that as a royal kid, I could not have been uninterested in that seat, and I never gave up fighting for it, but I didn't hold back for the sake of what the future would hold back for the sake of not knowing what the future would hold. I'm looking at the moment, experiencing the joys and negatives of this choice. I don't dismiss a person at first sight, and I don't identify a person at first sight. Ancient painting fan, what about you? You kept me away from the first time, and the rest was nothing but trampling me down again. Are you having fun in the process? Does it matter? No, no! You've never asked your heart! You have a smart mind, but sometimes it just controls your heart, your emotions, your everything. One day you will find that none of these rational actions are what you want. Ancient painting fan, do you still have to work hard with me? Do you want to continue to torture yourself! "Chunyuan Lanmu word by word, word by word, every sentence is emotional.

He doesn't want to see such an ancient painting fan, he can't see such an ancient painting fan, he cares about her so much, she can't hurt him and hurt herself!

His eyes were covered by warm big hands, and his words echoed in his ears, and he couldn't see, as if he could hear many things that he couldn't usually hear.

"I won't force you, you have to think about it yourself. Gu Hua Fan, I don't say this for what I want to get for my own efforts, I just want you to be worthy of yourself and anyone who cares about you. This world is not as unforgiving as you would like. Chunyuan Lan Mu sighed lightly, brushed the messy hair in front of the ancient painting fan, and saw that she was still in a daze, so she shook her head helplessly.

Reaching out and taking her hand, he walked down the mountain.

The ancient painting fan was stunned and let him pull it, and the words that were still echoing in her head, she also felt that she should think about it.

When I went down the mountain, I saw a white horse standing on the road, Chunyuan Lanmu walked to the horse with an ancient painting fan, put on the horse with a flirtatious coat, and then stretched out his hand to the ancient painting fan.

The sun, which had already slanted to the west, was projected on his side face, as if gilded with a layer of silver radiance, and he was exceptionally soft at this moment.

The ancient painting fan looked at him in a daze and didn't move.

Chunyuan Lan Mu still stretched out her hand, and her eyes looked straight at her, as if she was waiting for a promise, one that would not change for ten thousand years.

Gu Huafan shook his head in a trance, and said softly: "Fang is that I am a little impulsive, I'm sorry, please don't blame me." I'll think about it, I'll think about it soon. ”

After speaking, the ancient painting fan ran towards the road when it came, the clothes flew up, the green silk was flying, and the white and flawless figure looked a little misty under the west slanting sun, as if it was a fantasy.

Chunyuan Lan Mu still stretched out his hand, but his eyes turned to look at the figure that was getting farther and farther away until he couldn't see it anymore.

Between the mountains and forests, dressed in black, the cold and clear pure abyss Lan Xu looked closely at the figure that disappeared into the sun, and pursed his thin lips. The breeze came slowly, blowing the hem of his clothes, endless depression.

At this moment, no one knows what he thinks in his heart, no one understands what he thinks in his heart, he has always been a brave and warlike general, always! A soft murmur fluttered slowly, and finally drifted away. There is only a sigh lingering around. (To be continued.) )