"Jiujing came to pick up the princess and go home."

A light and heavy word, an understatement of promise.

The next day, Liuyunfang will become a legend in the capital.

"Where's the royal brother?" Long Yu only asked him, "Why didn't he come?" ”

"The Queen Mother left the emperor and Concubine Qin in the Feng Pavilion," Speaking of this, Jiujing's face flashed with a look that he hadn't had before. "Concubine Qin, I'm pregnant with the prince."

Seeing that Jiujing looked like a dead relative, unable to speak, Long Yu sneered and laughed. What's this?! "Then after returning to the palace, Long Yu is going to congratulate the imperial brother!" She looked like she was not playful enough, and walked out of the Liuyun Pavilion, and was finally able to stand again in the place where she had come and gone, and now breathed the vast air here again.

It's a feeling to lift the veil I've been wearing for three months......

"Jiujing, have you ever had a time when you lost and regained, that feeling ......" she laughed happily, holding a light veil and spinning freely in the streets of the capital.

It's like ...... Never want to gain and lose again......

It's good to be yourself.

Seeing the wordless long scene, and the appearance of Ying Rong when parting, Long Yu thought: It turns out that the environment and the people around him have such a great impact on people's personalities. Yingrong is like a holy lotus, he grows in the Liuyun Workshop that he can't change, but he shakes lightly from time to time because of the wings inserted into the strings; And Jiujing has followed Long Hui's side since he was a child, the emperor of all emperors in the deep palace, he learned to forbear and hide, and he replaced what I thought and I thought with coldness and speechlessness.

Long Yu looked at Jiujing and actually thought of Long Hui. And who are you like? Who is like me?

After returning to the palace, Long Yu first went to see the Queen Mother. I greeted her a lot, and as for why she fell into Liuyunfang, why she was brought back by the emperor, and when she returned to the Western Regions, Long Yu was half-concealed and half-concealed to change the topic. In the end, it was the Queen Mother who said that she was tired, and Long Yu got an excuse to leave. She still lives in the former Dragon Feather Pavilion, as if she has returned to the past, but the mood of the people around her is no longer the same. Who can tell? Isn't he still the same dragon feather? Whether it's the state of mind when you come or the person in your heart when you come.

She poured a cup of tea and tasted the jasmine. But I didn't notice that the tea was still warm, as if someone had come. Sitting in front of the dresser, scenes from the past resurfaced in front of me. She sat here, how many kinds of hair buns had been worn for her that she couldn't count, and how many times they had played with her unrestrainedly, it was long since she couldn't tell who was the master and who was the servant. Long Yu lowered his head and opened the dusty Nanmu box again. She didn't take it with her before she went to the Western Regions, so she left it and said that she would reward it to the maids, but they opened it and saw it, but no one came to take it.

She just looked at them one by one like ornamental treasures, picked them up and looked at them and put them down. It wasn't until she picked up the snake bone bracelet that she burst into tears. God knows how much she misses him, God knows how much she misses him, but Qiao'er never sent her a letter.

I can only hear about him in the words or rumors in the capital for the past three months, and I know that he has always been in love with Xinna's concubine and his wife. However, she knew that this was only scratching the surface.

Outside the window, it was even deeper and colder, and last night the wind was frightened and the flowers fell into a mound.