Chapter Twenty-Seven: Floating Like a Dream
"The prince knows that from the day I was brought into the palace to see you, I have a dream in my heart. In my dream, there is you, gather in the pavilion in the dead of night, chant poems and drink, sing and dance, and when the love is strong, hug each other and sleep. ”
Feather Butterfly's eyes shone with bright colors, which were infinite longing and yearning for dreams in memory, and in an instant, losing their original colors, and becoming dull, she said: "But, as time went by, these dreams gradually evolved into bubbles, and although you came to the pavilion at first, you only drank and listened to the sound of the piano, and never stayed in the girl's room for a night. ”
"Gradually, you seem to look at our existence, and even sitting down has become a luxury, letting us stay alone in the boudoir, no fun, maybe because of unwillingness, or fear of ridicule from others, in order to make yourself less embarrassed, you can only take the girl ring around you to show your majesty, just ......"
Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, looked at Shen Yunxi with cloudy eyes, and then looked at Feng Qingchen, although the chill in his eyes had dissipated, the look hidden in his eyes made people feel even more secretive, and the expression on his face was flat, making people unable to see the emotion, let alone a little sign of softening.
Seeing this, Yudie's lips couldn't help but overflow with a faint smile, but it was full of bitterness, and she continued: "It's just that I didn't sober up until today that I understood. Everyone's fate is different, some people, some things are destined not to belong to you, even if you want to do it no matter how much you want to do it, it will not help, maybe not only do you not get what you want after the end, but even lose what you originally had. ”
"Miss......" Yating was hit hard by the sadness in her eyes, and couldn't help but worry a little for her, tears, and gradually blurred her eyes.
Although she is not very good to her, but in the final analysis, she has been by her side for so many years, and there is a friendship between master and servant, and she often sees her crying in the mirror, and she understands what she has suffered in her heart. Listening to her words at this moment, I couldn't help but cry.
Feather Butterfly only smiled faintly at her, and then turned her head back, "So, Lord Wang, if you don't want to treat me...... They, why don't you let them go sooner, it's a good thing for you and for them. ”
She is no longer in his release, because she will probably spend the rest of her life in prison. She wouldn't force her to forgive him again.
Since she has done something wrong, she should bear the corresponding punishment, otherwise, she will be uneasy for the rest of her life. Therefore, the current result is actually not a bad thing.
At least, her heart was relieved.
"Alright. I've said all I have to say. Take care, lord! I'm leaving. After speaking, the last one took a deep look at Feng Qingchen, took a deep breath and turned to leave.
The moment he turned around, tears burst out of his eyes like catharsis.
For him, for himself, let's be so presumptuous again, out of Yingyue Pavilion, out of the prince, there will be no more such a chance.
Looking at the delicate figure of the feather butterfly in the distance, Shen Yunxi couldn't help but sigh, in the final analysis, it was just a word of 'love'. And although she suffered a little heavy lesson, she finally woke up from that drunken dream. It's not too late, maybe there's room for manoeuvre later.
Today, although it was the first time she saw her, from her words and eyes, she could deeply feel her love for Feng Qingchen, and she was still so persistent until she left, it can be said that it is difficult to give up.
Thinking that she Yudie said so much, Feng Qingchen didn't say a word, she could only say that Yudie loved the wrong person. Or in other words, it was originally a mistake to meet Feng Qingchen, falling in love with someone like him who doesn't know how to love, no matter who falls in love, I'm afraid that she will only end in tragedy after the worst.
Thinking of the dream in her words, Shen Yunxi sighed softly again, thinking that this was not her dream alone, but all the dreams of women in the world.
A woman, especially a woman born in this ancient world, has no great ambitions in her life, and all she wants is the person she wants, treat her sincerely and give her happiness. Although they are extraordinary people who pursue glory and wealth, what they want most is probably to be willing to be a single-minded person, and the white head is inseparable.
Shen Yunxi looked back at Feng Qingchen, who had never said a word, and said lightly: "Lord Wang, the hearts of women in the world are just willing to have one heart, and the white heads are inseparable. Since you have no intention of treating them, why don't you let them go and let them find their beloved, as Yudie said. ”
Feng Qingchen turned his eyes to look at Shen Yunxi, and there was a little more inquiry in his eyes that were still cold, and he said, "What about you?" ”
Shen Yunxi looked at Feng Qingchen suspiciously, and didn't understand what he meant by this for a while.
The corners of Feng Qingchen's lips pursed slightly, sat up straight, and said: "You said that the desire of women in the world is just to be willing to be a one-hearted person, and the white head is inseparable, so what about you?" Have you ever thought about looking for your lover? ”
Shen Yunxi was stunned, Feng Qingchen would ask her this question, which she never expected.
Such a beautiful wish, of course, she also thinks about it, but it is just ...... There are many things that many people don't want to get, and some people only have this wish in their lives, but the more this is the case, the more difficult it is to achieve.
Shen Yunxi relieved himself and said, "Lord, since I have been ordered to marry into the Rui Palace, I will abide by my duty and never have any different intentions. And those who once wished and asked for it will be buried in the bottom of their hearts, as a tribute to the past. Unless......" She paused and didn't continue.
Feng Qingchen's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and asked, "Unless what?" ”
Shen Yunxi looked at Feng Qingchen for a moment, and did not immediately answer his words, his expression seemed to hesitate, and then pursed his lower lip slightly before replying: "Unless the prince divorces me." ”
If you divorce me, those thoughts that you once had in your heart can be taken out and released one by one.
"What did you say?" Feng Qingchen's voice was bitterly cold, and his eyes were like a sharp sword, approaching Shen Yunxi.
Shen Yunxi chuckled lightly and said lightly: "The prince didn't hear clearly, so let's just assume that Yunxi didn't say it." ”
She just said this, and on the day of the wedding, she knew that he would not divorce her, at least not now.
The reason why she was so sure was because of the heavy hatred that burst out of his eyes when he looked at her on the wedding night.
Although he clarified last night that he felt guilty about her, and today he protected her everywhere, she never wanted to believe that the hatred came for no reason, and there must be a reason and a story behind it.
Feng Qingchen's hands were so white that his joints turned white, and his whole body exuded a violent aura, and it was only after a long time that he squeezed out a few words from between his lips: "Shen Yunxi, you are so good!" ”
His somber voice, like it spilled out of hell, made people feel creepy.