In the capital at the end of spring, because of the marriage under His Majesty, Ren Jingzhi, the third son of the Ren family, once again became the talk of the people of Kyoto after tea and dinner, and of course, the news of Ren Jingzhi's visit to the Ningfu Mansion also spread quickly in the capital......

White House –

Bai Hanshu walked into Bai Hanxue's small courtyard, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a large patch of withered gladiolus in the courtyard garden, the most conspicuous of which was the special gladiolus sent by Ning Yutong.

"Eldest Prince, you're finally back!"

Bai Hanxue's personal maidservant Bai Su saw Bai Hanshu's figure and immediately ran anxiously to him: "Eldest son, go and persuade Miss, Miss hasn't eaten for two days." ”

Cher......

Bai Hanshu's gaze moved away from the special white gladiolus and landed at the door not far away, a touch of distress flashed in his gentle eyes, and Bai Hanshu involuntarily quickened his pace and walked into Bai Hanxue's bedroom.

The room is as elegant and tranquil as before, but the owner of this room has no spirit of the past, at this moment Bai Hanxue, who is dressed in a water-colored long skirt, is listlessly leaning on the side of the bed, her cheeks are thin, her eyes are blank, although she is still the ice muscle and snow bones, beautiful as the fairy Bai Hanxue, but at this moment she seems to have lost her soul, and the whole person has lost the brilliance of the past......

"Cher!"

Bai Hanshu slowly walked behind Bai Hanxue, hesitated before slowly raising his arm, and gently pressed his palm on Bai Hanxue's shoulder.

Bai Hanxue still sat there motionless, unaware of Bai Hanshu's arrival.

"Cher."

Bai Hanshu involuntarily turned her body and made her face herself.

"Huh?"

Bai Hanxue finally came back to her senses slowly, and her dull eyes glanced at Bai Hanshu absentmindedly: "Big brother." ”

She spoke softly, her voice a little faint and hoarse.

Seeing his favorite sister like this now, Bai Hanshu's face also looked difficult: "Xue'er, eat something, can my brother accompany you?" ”

"Big Brother ......"

Bai Hanxue glanced at Bai Hanshu again: "What are you doing?" ”

Her voice was ethereal, which made people feel a pain in their hearts.

"What is he for...... Don't want me anymore? ”

Bai Hanxue's gaze fell somewhere in the room, straight and without a trace of shaking: "Everything...... It's all good, it's ...... Well. ”

Bai Hanshu looked at Bai Hanxue's gaze, his pupils shrank slightly.

It was a pair of danqing, the work of one of Bai Hanxue's favorite painters, and the name of this painting is "Silk Silk", and the theme of the painting is the meaning of eternal separation.

And this painting ......

It was given by Ren Jingzhi on Bai Hanxue's birthday.

Ren Jingzhi......

A trace of coldness flashed in Bai Hanshu's shrunken pupils, but soon Bai Hanshu hid this coldness.

He looked at his sister tenderly and lovingly, and put her arm around her shoulders and let her lean on his chest: "Xue'er, don't be sad, this is the will of His Majesty, none of us can disobey it, respect him...... It's a last resort, and he doesn't have a choice, does he? ”

He didn't have a choice?

Bai Hanxue's eyes suddenly lit up.

On the day she learned that Ren Jingzhi was going to marry Ning Yutong, Bai Hanxue locked herself in her room, she couldn't sleep or eat for the past few days, and her heart was full of pain.

She has been living in her own sadness, but Bai Hanshu's words just now made her a little uncomfortable-

This is a marriage given by His Majesty, and no one can disobey it.

So...... Maybe Ren Jingzhi is also forced to do so.

He didn't want to......

"Big Brother ......"

Bai Hanxue leaned on her eldest brother's arms and bit her lip stubbornly, but in her heart, she suddenly made a very bold decision.

"Big brother, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Bai Hanxue whispered softly in Bai Hanshu's arms, but her eyes that had just regained their vitality were full of persistence......