"Father, he has been in a very bad mood recently, Jing'an, who has been recuperating outside a few days ago, has returned to the palace, she is quite like you, and she can always coax her father to smile. But Luofu and Piaowu are not very happy, and every time they see Jing'an, they will have a sad face. And sixteen, he misses you very much, because his father has blocked the news, so he never knows where you are, and every time he sees Liufu and Piaowu, he will ask them all kinds of tricks-" Chun Yuan Lan said to herself, occasionally the corners of her mouth would rise slightly, and even her originally dense eyes became a little brighter.

The ancient painting fan listened quietly to his bland description. His words were uttered without any embellishment, just plainly. But that scene seemed to be reproduced right in front of my eyes.

She wanted to ask, what about you? What about him?

But she didn't dare to ask, she couldn't ask.

She always felt that the three of them had come to this point, and there was too much involved.

Yu Chunyuan Lanxu, she always felt that there were too many things to say, but after thinking about it carefully, it was fruitless, the person she wanted to talk to was him but not him.

Yu Chunyuan Lan Mu, after her speculation about the Chu Pavilion, then she ruthlessly slashed his neck with her sword that night. She no longer knows how to face it, from the previous can't, to the current dare, no one can understand the sourness.

"Your Highness the Seventh, thank you for telling me this. But I don't want to pay attention to any of this anymore. Soon I will be leaving, walking far away, never to come back. Then I wish you and Princess Qingjiu a hundred years of happiness! The ancient painting fan sighed softly, lowered his head and leaned over, turned around to leave.

"Are you really so ruthless! The ancient painting fan has never even given the slightest explanation! Just like that, you judge what you think? Or do you simply not care at all, simply sneer at everything over the years and throw it away! Chun Yuan Lan scolded in a deep voice, his eyes dyed with anger and disbelief.

The ancient painting fan paused, the hands hidden in the sleeves were tightly clenched together, and the sharp nails cut through the palms.

A smile hung on the corner of his lips, and the ancient painting fan looked at Chunyuan Lanxu with a somewhat teasing smile, and said softly: "What is the Seventh Highness talking about?" ”

"What am I talking about? Don't you understand the ancient painting fan? You know, you know better than anyone else! Chun Yuan Lan stepped forward and grabbed the shoulders of the ancient painting fan and scolded sharply.

There was a sharp pain in his shoulder, as if he was about to be crushed, but the corners of his lips were still smiling, but he lowered his eyes and refused to look directly at him.

Driven to madness by that smile, Chunyuan Lanxu pinched the chin of the ancient painting fan and forced her to look at herself.

"Look at me, ancient painting fan! I've been putting up with you all the time and letting you. I won't force you, I don't dare to force you. I didn't expect you to become more and more alienated from me! ”

The ancient painting fan looked at the pure abyss blue life in front of him in a daze, and his face was full of hatred for himself. The same memories in my mind rushed to the top of my mind.

"No, no—" The ancient painting shook his head as he moved his hand away with a hard effort.

"Nothing! Have you seen your heart clearly? Over the years, how many things have you been involved in by your father's side, both openly and secretly! In the court, the matter that should have been blamed for me and the sixth brother was lightly brushed aside by my father. Although you haven't said these explicitly, can you treat these as if they didn't happen? You can't just throw someone else's heart away like this and then throw it away again! It's unfair to me and to Sixth Brother! Or do you want to watch me and the sixth brother fight to the death? You're so ruthless—" Chun Yuan Lan Xu continued to approach the ancient painting fan.

The ancient painting fanned up at him, and his eyes were thick with disbelief. Even Emperor Chunyuan didn't notice it, and she stretched out her hand to the court.

She was going to rot these secrets in her stomach, but at this moment, she was dug out naked.

"I never wanted you to fight him, I just did it for a sense of accomplishment! What a joy it is to preside over the judgment of an emperor. What has it concerned you? Stop being sentimental! Gu Huafan only felt that her teeth were trembling, but she still said so.

"Ancient painting fan-!"

"Pure Yuan Lanxu, why are you questioning me like this? Who are you? You are not him, you are the Seventh Highness, you are the Pure Yuan Lanxu, and you are a general! The person who involved me from the beginning was not you, it was him! But he's dead, long dead! Pure Abyss Blue Life, Your Highness the Seven! You are now fame and fortune in hand, smooth sailing, and there is another ninth princess to accompany you day and night, what are you still dissatisfied with? Not satisfied with what? Why do you want to force me like this! ”

Speaking of the sore spots, the ancient painting fan took a step forward and tightly grasped the sleeves of Chun Yuan Lanxu's clothes, and his slender fingers clenched tightly, pale. The resentment in his eyes was thick and cold.

"How have I forced you? I've pitied you so much all these years, why can't you just listen to my explanation? Chun Yuanlan stretched out her hand to hug her, but was thrown away by the ancient painting fan.

"Who ever forced me?" The ancient painting fan laughed inexplicably, but his eyes were a little moist.

"Yes, why did you ever force me? The only thing that forces me is the past that is not worth mentioning to you, just a mask of yours! My esteemed Seventh Highness, you said that I did not give you a chance to explain. But why explain? Pure abyss. I never had any thoughts about you. Never! And the light ninth princess, she traveled thousands of miles just for you regardless of her identity, but she was with you in the bleak and cold frontier for two whole years! You are with you day and night, do you dare to say that you don't have the slightest pity for her? You care about her, even though it may not be love yet! But you care so hazyly, and the pity of dragging mud and water will only make her even more inseparable from you! You say I'm ruthless, but what about you? Pure abyss. Keeping a woman who loves you dearly, and occasionally giving some reward-like mercy, is the most cruel torture to others! The ancient painting fan said flatly. Every time he said more, he saw Chun Yuanlan's face becoming more and more ugly.

"The emperor once looked back on the past and said that the most helpless thing in his life was to have to let down all the women in his harem. But Chun Yuan Lan Xu, what about you? You are conceited and wise, and you have been sought after since you were a child. But have you ever lowered your raised head a little and looked at the person who has paid for you? You do whatever you want, you only rely on your own mood to do things, but you still do your own thing, I never noticed. But that doesn't mean there isn't zài. You're cruel to everyone—" The ancient painting fan stared into his eyes.

"How have I ever been cruel to you?" Pure Yuan Lan Xu muttered as if he had lost his strength.

These words of the ancient painting fan are like a heart-wrenching sentence for him. (To be continued.) )