Han Changxi hugged Yan Yiyun and refused to let go, but her eyes were red but she bit her lip tightly to prevent tears from leaving, as if this was the only way to prove that they would see each other one day.

"Okay, Changxi, I should go, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with the next place to stay when it's bright in a while, do you want me to sleep on the streets."

Yan Yiyun pushed, but she didn't push, she couldn't feel at ease, she just felt that everything was happening too fast, so she was forced to move forward before she had time to adapt.

It was as if there was a pair of invisible hands, holding them in the palm of their hands, and their every move could be predicted and determined, and their hearts were full of confusion.

"Let's go," after a long time, Han Changxi was willing to relax a little, endured choking and said, even if she let go of Yan Yiyun, she lowered her head and didn't look at her, stared at her toes and said, "Mother already knows, she is afraid of being sad, so she won't come to see you off, if there is anything lacking over there, you must send someone back to inform us." ”

"I know," Yan Yiyun nodded, and finally a little moved on her face, which had been expressionless, "Help me say sorry to my stepmother, since I appeared, I didn't bring her the slightest relief, but asked her to worry about me everywhere, which really shouldn't be." ”

"I will." Han Changxi nodded, then completely let her go, helped her out and got into the car, afraid that Yan Yiyun would not be able to get up due to her strength, so she deliberately supported her body to help.

Yan Yiyun didn't refuse, she knew her body better, without Han Changxi's assistance, I am afraid that even these few steps would be difficult, but before getting into the car, with the cover of her body, she said in her ear, "Even if your heart is still Su Luojin." also have to do a good job of Han Changxi. ”

This was a strange thing, but she knew that Han Changxi understood, so she let go of the arm that was supporting her shoulder. Moved her body and rubbed into the car, Biliu and Honglian followed behind and also entered the car, Han Changxi watched her movements, the curtain was lowered, blocking all sight, but her eyes still did not take her eyes off.

"Let's go." Even in the car, Yan Yiyun could feel Han Changxi's sight. There was a silence for a while, and after all, only one word was spoken.

The sound of wheels and the ground disturbed the calm of the capital in the early morning, and Yan Yiyun didn't know if he would have a chance to come back in this life. It carries too much longing and sadness for her, and when the parting is close at hand, she realizes that everything is coming too fast.

From her coming to this unknown world to groping her way forward. to be framed and framed. To love and be loved, in the end, she came alone, alone.

There are more Biliu and Red Lotus around her, and they are people she never thought would accompany her for a lifetime, but the life she had promised to spend together had come to an end early.

The capital is still like that, bustling and lonely, even in the early morning here and now. It also shows an unusual style, with horse-drawn carriages passing through the area outside the walls of the palace. Yan Yiyun silently recalled the bits and pieces that had appeared here, there was nothing to grasp, and there was nothing worth leaving behind.

Yan Yiyun didn't know where the end of the carriage would be, Ye Musheng only told her that she was going south, but the south was too big, and she didn't want to delve into it, her heart was dead, so what difference was there.

After a pause, Bi Liu quickly protected Yan Yiyun, looked outside and shouted softly, "What's the matter, I don't know if the girl is weak and can't stand the bumps." ”

"Girl, there is a funeral team in front, do you want to avoid it first." The coachman's voice was very low, as if he was deliberately hidden, Yan Yiyun didn't want to reply, but his body shook when he heard the word funeral.

Her eyes looked out, a plain white, from the street all the way down, I don't know where the tail of the line is, as far as the eye can see, all the sad colors are visible, her eyes moved, and gradually looked over, her fingers involuntarily clenched the sleeves of her clothes, until the clothes were crumpled.

"Get out of the way." As if she had made a lot of determination to say the words, Yan Yiyun's face was as pale as paper, her eyes stared at the funeral procession, Biliu was keenly aware that something was wrong, and when she looked at it, it turned out to be the brand of Qihou Mansion.

The eyes gestured to the red lotus, but the latter was still as indifferent as usual, glanced at Biliu's anxious look, and then looked outside, it was already clear, but the voice was unwavering, even if he was already sad about the death of the leader, he couldn't see any difference, "Girl, it's important to hurry." ”

"No matter how much we rush, there is no deceased to rush on the road." Yan Yiyun spoke softly, but the words he said were fiercely refuted like he had never been: "He's gone, can't I even send him on the last ride?" ”

"That's not what I meant, girl." Honglian was a little frightened for a while, and hurriedly denied, "The girl said that she wanted to avoid it, so let's wait." ”

The coachman outside had no opinion, so he naturally listened, answered yes, and drove the carriage to the path on the side of the road, and the funeral procession passed in front of them, with a burst of wailing, even if the Qi Hou Mansion is declining now, and there is no scenery when Qi Ziyu was there, it is still the Houmen family.

The grief and honor that should be there and the dignity of the emperor's reward are all vividly played, but a few of the people in this team are really sad, and the person who should appear in them can only nest in the corner of the carriage, hiding in the dark path, watching him get farther and farther away from him.

"Mo Feng is also here, Xiaohan is also here, they can all send him off, but I can't do anything, I just stay here like this, will he blame me." muttered in a low voice, Honglian's ears were very good, and she could hear it word for word, but she didn't answer, because Yan Yiyun herself didn't need other people's answers, she knew that Qi Ziyu wouldn't blame her, not before, not now, and not in the future.

There is not a single tear, Yan Yiyun is very strange about his mood, why he has lost the feeling of crying, only the hollow is left, there is nothing, if he doesn't cry, don't cry, if he sees his sad appearance in the sky, I'm afraid he won't feel at ease when he goes.

Wu comforted himself, but his eyes still stayed in the funeral procession, until he saw the coffin, his heart hurt fiercely, and the dark color reminded him that Qi Ziyu was lying there, and he would soon be buried in the ground, a dark place, alone.

"This is the last time, wait for me a little longer, and wait for you next time." I thought silently in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it, knowing the intention of the red lotus, but I didn't even bother to use the mind of defense.

The color of the sky gradually became brighter, and the plain white of the light was also dyed with lively colors, as if there was no sadness between heaven and earth, and under the darkness, it was just a beautiful dream constructed by a lonely person to another lonely person, and when the sun rose in the east, all dreams would be shattered, but it would be a new day. (To be continued.) )