Qingshan and Jiu'er's bodies stiffened at the same time, and they couldn't help but look at Jiang Dongyu.

But he saw that Jiang Dongyu's eyebrows were calm and undisturbed. Always calm and relaxed, always leisurely, as if everything has nothing to do with you. Such calmness really teaches people to be unable to speculate on his inner world.

Slowly putting down the cup in his hand, the corners of Jiang Dongyu's mouth raised slightly, and he didn't speak, but just laughed extremely coldly. Then he paced towards the door, noncommittal about Qi Fuhan's words, but made people bother to be suspicious.

"Fourth Master?" Qingshan shouted, and then glanced at Jiu'er, not knowing what to say.

In the end, Jiu'er didn't mean it, they all said that they cared about it, and it must be like this.

Jiang Dongyu's footsteps stopped at the door, his back straightened slightly, no one could see his expression at the moment, only heard the slightly cool words coming, "Let's be alive." ”

After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

Qi Fuhan didn't know what Jiang Dongyu was thinking at the moment, and he seemed to believe her words. If he doesn't believe it, he can dispose of Jiu'er; If you believe it, why do you have such an expression? Could it be that all the royal men are pretending to be high like this?

"The princess has a good rest, and her subordinates retire." Qingshan saluted respectfully, and then strode towards Jiang Dongyu.

Jiang Dongyu's feet were not fast, so he only came to the pavilion slowly and sat down safely. The breeze is breezy and the chill is there. In the end, it is still the autumn weather, looking full of gloom, especially the red maple next to the rockery not far away, it is already like a burning cloud on the horizon, revealing a bright red color.

"Master?" Aoyama is still the usual respect.

"Do you see the color of the red maple, like the color of my mother's blood?" Jiang Dongyu said incomprehensibly with a little sadness.

Qingshan raised his eyebrows slightly, although he didn't know what Jiang Dongyu's intentions were, he was also a little distressed, "It's been ten years." ”

With a light sigh, Toshihiko's face narrowed with bloody hatred in his dangerous eyes, "I could have saved her." ”

"You were young." Aoyama said weakly. "Besides, you've done your best."

"If I hadn't been discovered by Qi Yuanguang back then, maybe my mother and brother would have been safe and sound. It's a pity ......" Jiang Dongyu closed his eyes sadly, "There is no if in the world!" ”

"Without Miss Qi, maybe you won't even be able to come back to the fourth master." Aoyama had to revisit the old story.

His eyes opened suddenly, and the corners of Jiang Dongyu's mouth were a bitter smile, "Really?" Then you say, should I hate? Or should I be grateful to her? ”

Qingshan choked, just looked at Jiang Dongyu, and couldn't say a word.

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the war there should start again." Jiang Dongyu's gaze fell far in the direction of the palace, with a deep hatred in his eyes. There, it is the real human purgatory that eats people and does not spit out bones, which seems to be resplendent and splendid, but it is the saddest place in the world.

Fathers and sons kill each other, brothers fight each other, fight in the same room, and kill people without seeing blood.

"That princess ......" Qingshan paused.

"Let her be well born. My father has an order, and she must go tomorrow. Jiang Dongyu was slightly displeased, especially when he mentioned the emperor, with a slight coolness, "If the sky is loved, the sky is old, and if the moon is hateless, the moon is long." ”

"Master?" Qingshan was about to say something, but saw Jiang Dongyu brushing his sleeves away. In the footsteps, it is distressing.

What happened ten years ago was a thorn in his heart, and he couldn't shake it, otherwise it would be bloody.

It's just such torture, when is it a head. But it's also strange that Jiang Dongyu never mentions his mother easily, and now he thinks about it again and again. Ignorance...... Why? Could it be ...... Qingshan looked at the direction of Nuan Chunju from afar, could it be because of her?