"If you are willing to let go of your status as a queen, are willing to care about your husband from now on marrying a woman other than you, and are willing to abandon the endless wealth and glory...... Come and be my Long Chen's Ten Blessings. But I know that this is already so difficult, but I know that what is even more difficult is that it requires you to let go of him who has been lonely all his life above the Nine Heavens, because it is already difficult for you to do it, and you want Chu Li to give up the pain of his dragon return, like a thorn in his back, and his heart like a knife cut......"

His lips were still hooked in a shallow arc, as if he was smiling, his voice was very soft and quiet, and there was no meaning of blaming her in his voice. On the contrary, he was full of distress, as if he had seen through her heart and experienced her suffering.

The overwhelming ink, like two or three drops of ink inadvertently swaying on the table, dripping down on the pale and desolate enchantment, all dried up and dried up.

In the end, Long Chen just glanced at Chu Li beside him, only to see that her eyebrows were like cold smoke, her eyes were like cold stars, and her pale face and sharpened jaw not only did not detract from her beauty, but added a bit of comfort and agility.

At this time, Chu Li couldn't help but glance up at Long Chen, but saw a complicated look flashing in his eyes. She couldn't help but be shocked, hiding the ups and downs in her heart, but she still barely hooked a fireworks-like detached and warm smile from the corner of her lips:

"King Luyang, you're right. I Chu Li can't let go of you, but what I can't let go of is Lin'er, and I miss the most, worrying, and I can never forget it, and maybe even the next ten years, twenty years, thirty years, fifty years, until I am old, until I die, I still can't let go of the only person who can ......

"It's always him."

She still remembers that year, the cold winter outside the plug was like frost and snow, the yellow sand on her face was swept by the wind, and with the roaring north wind, Long Hui fought for her Chu Li, and the angry crown poisoned her, imprisoned her in the iron cavalry tent, she already knew that her heart already belonged to him, but only fate could not escape.

That year, he wore a suit of iron-colored armor, but his clothes were stained with blood, he once rode a horse, but stood alone in the yellow sand for her, and she was dressed in red as thin as cicada wings, as bright as a fire, like a beautiful jade, black hair and red clothes danced, but in the end, she was poisoned and could not harm Long Hui.

Like the ripples of the spring breeze blowing on the surface of the water, Chu Li's chest was hot, and a trace of sourness suddenly appeared in his eyes. At this time, only Situ Jinruo stood in place without understanding anything, stupidly looking at the hot water that had been knocked over on the ground, suddenly his eyes were red, and a sour meaning came out in one fell swoop, so he had to pick up the copper basin and run out of the room.

"This relationship is really difficult for Longhui, for you, and for this stupid child." Chu Li sighed silently.

Unconsciously, the white fog had risen widely, and the woman next to her was wearing a floor-length skirt that was slightly lifted by the wind. Long Chen said shallowly: "It's all because you're too beautiful, so beautiful and too beautiful, if Jin really likes you." ”

As he spoke, a faint mist white light slanted in from between the windows, slowly flowing through his inky eyes, gentle and unstained with a trace of impurities.

"Come on, don't say anything, you go and see where that stupid boy has gone." Chu Li shook his head helplessly and said.