Although the night is good, the silent valley has a noisy song of insects and birds.

Qi Fuhan tossed and turned, and it was clearly an excellent place, but at the moment she felt like she was on pins and needles. The rewinds in my mind over and over again are all Jiang Dongyu's face. His indifferent eyes only showed a long-lost tenderness when he looked back at her; His face, like a demonic soul, is infinitely beautiful; And his kiss...... Meaningful......

Unconsciously touched his lips, and the breath that belonged to Jiang Dongyu was clearly remaining.

His hand, once on her cheek, was the warmth of the palm.

It was pouring rain outside, and the rain on the corner of the eaves slammed heavily on the banana leaves, making a crisp click, and there was a knock on Qi Fuhan's heart.

simply got out of bed, Qi Fuhan let out a long breath.

Outside the window, there was a sudden familiar sound of the flute, just like the palace that night, Jiang Dongyu that night, the sound of the flute was endless. The sound of the flute is like crying and complaining, as if bringing people into the blurred world, mixed with the slightest worry and sorrow.

This situation and this scene echo that sentence: A song of flute has countless feelings, for whom the wind is exposed and the middle of the night.

Involuntarily moving his feet, Qi Fuhan strolled to the window, stretched out his hand and stayed in the air, and finally did not open the thin window. Lowering his jade hand, Qi Fuhan looked directly at the closed window lattice, listening to the continuous sound of the flute outside. The sound of the wind and rain is like a shocking requiem.

The sound of the flute raises people's hearts high, with faint sadness and sorrow. Flowing water and falling flowers go with the wind, where is the lotus leaf in the south of the Yangtze River? Once looking back at a few wind and rain, the fingertips are lightly touched to say goodbye. Fenghua does not change the old appearance, and is the silk and the temples. The cutting is still messy, and finally the red is falling with the flowers, and how many people pity the banana in the night rain? ……

The heart couldn't help but tremble.

A song of parting from the funeral seems to blow out the wound in Qi Fuhan's heart and the pain of leaving Beijing and home. The secret that no one knows, the weakness behind the strong......

Between the low eyebrows, the outside curved out, and the sound of the flute disappeared in the sound of the rain.

Raising his eyes, the figure outside the window began to float, and his hand was against her window paper. Clear palms, clear silence, clear guards. Everything was extremely quiet, so unreal.

Outside the window, Jiang Dongyu stood with a flute, his slightly white hands were extremely slender, and he was quietly attached to the window. It seems that as long as this is the case, she can touch the temperature that belongs to her and the world that belongs to her. However, he had forgotten that he was still outside her realm. There is more than a window paper and a window between them.

She heard him whisper to the window: "I'll be waiting for you."

The shadow turned away, fading away from all traces.

Qi Fuhan lowered his head and chuckled, "Fool! ”

Take a deep breath, as if the sound of such a flute has dissipated a lot of the haze in my heart. I returned to the bed, closed my eyes, and my heart was so calm that I couldn't ripple, and I entered my dream in a few moments. Since she left home when she was a child, she has never slept so peacefully as she did at this moment, and the sound of the flute was like a calming song, which made her heart calm to the extreme for no reason.

As soon as he slept until dawn and watched the rising sun, Qi Fuhan realized that he didn't have a nightmare. As everyone knows, for more than ten years, she has been riddled with nightmares and has been dreaming the same dream. In the dream, the place where blood flowed was everywhere, and corpses were everywhere. She saw a woman covered in blood and rushed to her crying.

Every time she arrives, she wakes up from her dreams.

As soon as she thinks of the woman in her dream, that blurred face, she will have the urge to cry.

Turning over and getting out of bed, Qi Fuhan suddenly saw the steaming breakfast on the table, and the neatly arranged clothes at the head of the bed, which were still her usual white.

I was shocked, when she slept so deeply, she didn't even know that there was anyone in the room. If the one who comes is not good, will she not be slaughtered?

His brows were tightly locked, and Qi Fuhan immediately dressed. The plain white shirt is delicately embroidered with light blue iris feathers at the collar and cuffs. A little gold and silver thread makes the kite feathers lifelike, making Qi Fuhan like a flower god in the lower realm, and the aura is compelling.

"The princess is up." Mama Liu entered the door with a smile, carrying a basin of water, "The old slave waits for the princess to freshen up." I really don't feel at ease with others. After speaking, he glanced at Qi Fuhan, and then he was a little stunned, and there were tears in his eyes, and he only nodded vigorously, "It's beautiful!" Pretty! It's really good-looking! ”

Qi Fuhan looked at herself, she was dressed like this, plain white, and she didn't feel anything wrong.

Mama Liu was a little excited, "This was originally liked by the master, and the emperor personally invited the best tailor in Jiangnan to make it for the master." It's a pity that the master is reluctant to wear it, so he has been hanging there, and he has only been on it when he tried it on. Now for the sake of the princess, the fourth master has restarted the master's belongings and cut the clothes again. Wearing it on the princess, it really looks amazing. ”

"Fourth Master?" Qi Fuhan was stunned, when did he make such a move? Why didn't she know.

Seeing Qi Fuhan's doubts, Mama Liu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "But the fourth master has a heart, and he sent someone to notify him before he arrived, and prepared all the food and clothing of the princess." It was also a shame for the fourth master to remember that such a good thing was the best thing to wear on the princess. ”

He ...... Without a measuring stick, he knew her measurements, and modified the dress to be tailor-made for her.

Stunned, he took the towel handed over by Mama Liu, Qi Fuhan wiped his face a little distractedly, and his face was bright without makeup.

Mama Liu continued, "These are all prepared by the fourth master, saying that the princess is tired of eating things in the palace, so it is best to change them to something good and light." ”

Walking quickly to the table, Qi Fuhan's heart trembled slightly.

One by one, all of them are what she likes every day, and then they are repaired and tricks are added. It's not how good the thing is, no matter how expensive the ingredients are, but there are very few people who want to be so meticulous. What's more, he is the prince of the dynasty, even if he is not favored, he is still a royal noble, and his surname is still Jiang!

"It's rare to be so attentive." Mama Liu saluted, "The princess uses it slowly, and the old slave retires." ”

"Where is the fourth master?" Qi Fuhan suddenly spoke.

Mama Liu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed happily, "The fourth master is playing chess with Commander Ding in the flower hall. ”

Qi Fuhan didn't respond, just let out a sullen sigh, staring down at the breakfast full of tables, not feeling good in his heart.

He...... Why bother? Maybe there are some things that they don't say directly enough between them, maybe she failed to make Jiang Dongyu understand her mind. At least so far, she had never thought of being tempted by him, and she did not dare to. The world is cold, she has long experienced it. The master is a typical example, if you can't love it, you will suffer yourself in the end.

Let alone...... It is rumored that the fourth prince is terminally ill and will die soon. She doesn't want her happiness to be pinned on the hands of people who are ethereal in the future. Even if Jiang Dongyu is affectionate, she can only be reckless.

Glancing at the snacks on the table, Qi Fuhan walked outside without looking back.