The drizzle, like a shuttle, pierced through the air, like a curtain in front of the door of the fairy in charge of the rain, the beads were clear.

Hearing the sound of the night rain hitting the plantain outside the house, it should be a picture of a quiet painting of the years, but Xiao Yu's brows were tightly furrowed.

Guo Housheng quietly wiped the cold sweat that kept flashing on his forehead, and knelt in front of him a few low-level palace maids and chamberlains.

"I warned you a long time ago, shut your mouths and don't get yourself into big trouble! If you don't give yourself a way to live, then you can't blame me! ”

Guo Housheng glanced at the sturdy chamberlains waiting at the door, and those few people stepped forward and dragged all the kneeling people on the ground out of the door. The fear of death permeated them, and some people began to struggle, crawling towards Xiao Yu, holding his legs desperately, not daring to beg for mercy.

Xiao Yu glanced at the man with low eyebrows, and then kicked it out fiercely, ignoring them no matter how much they cried wolf.

Guo Housheng saw that people were distressed and annoyed, so he ordered people to stuff the veil forward, and only the cry of "woo" and low sipping was left in the room.

"Do you know crying now? You are chewing the root of your tongue everywhere, why don't you think about the consequences when you have a bad reputation for Your Highness! He glared at the men fiercely, and the knife stabbed at them with impunity.

Xiao Yu rubbed her forehead, as if she was a little troubled by their quarrel. Guo Housheng stepped forward flatteringly, and comforted him in his ear: "Your Highness doesn't have to worry about these people, it's getting late, let's rest early." ”

Xiao Yu raised his eyes to look at him, nodded silently, but turned around and walked towards the back room.

The moonlight was like water, dripping down in the inner room, rippling layer after layer of clear waves. The curtain was hung high, and under the brocade quilt gathered on the bed, it was Du Yunjin who had been injured for many days who was sleeping peacefully.

Her fall from the horse was not light, even if she hung her life with ginseng every day, she didn't wake up, and even Fang Cai was so noisy outside, she didn't open her eyes at this moment.

Yan Hui's eyes were red, and she didn't know how many tears she had wiped behind her back. I thought that Du Yunjin marrying the East Palace and becoming the crown princess was a glorious thing, after all, she was the wife of the prince and the future queen, who would have thought that this was only a few days, and a good person would become what she is now.

Xiao Yu slowly turned in and glanced at her, before she withdrew her thoughts and bowed her head, leaving only him and Du Yunjin in the room.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at the dying man on the bed. Du Yunjin's fall from the horse was not light, he thought that although she was not good, she had a good foundation, how could she be so unbearable. His fingers gently stroked the corners of her eyebrows, in fact, her appearance was not too bad, but she was not as good as Yingying Yanyan, who was used to dressing up in the imperial capital, but she had a cold and clean color alone.

She's pretty good.

So far, he has not been found to have done anything unfavorable to him, and there is Du Bocheng behind her, as well as hundreds of thousands of troops on the border. Even if the distant water can't save the near fire, but those people shake their feet, the imperial court in the imperial capital will be shocked. These are enough to protect his status and his life, so how can she be bad?

The feeling of oozing coolness slowly penetrated from the outside, and Du Yunjin watched the hibiscus in front of her wither one after another, and the pink red immediately turned brown, fell into the ground at her feet, and disappeared.

The cold wind blowing from nowhere in the distance blew the last one down in mid-air and swirled, she couldn't bear to reach out to pick it up, but it was still a step too late. Those colorful flowers all withered and yellowed before her eyes, and disappeared before her eyes.

A horse whistle came, and she watched the dazzling boy in her memory pull the reins and slowly walk in front of her. The expression that had never been clear became clear at this time, and he looked at her coldly and contemptuously.

"Didn't you say that you want to pick your palace off the horse?"

The horse's hooves rose before her eyes, bringing with them a puff of dust.

"I ......" shouldn't she be proud to sue him? She is no longer the weak little girl she was in the past, but when the words come to her mouth, she can't say anything. She was like a dumb child, and she couldn't make any sound with her mouth open.

The boy suddenly whipped his horse, and the horse galloped away from her in pain, without the slightest hesitation.

"Ayu, Ayu......" She lifted the corner of her skirt and hurriedly chased after her, letting herself fall to the ground again and again, she also wanted to catch up with the distant back.