I had no sleep all night, and when I woke up, it was already the sky, and it was dusky everywhere, and I opened the window, and the storm of last night swept away the roses everywhere, and the flowers were dying in a withering posture, slowly shattering their bodies, and there were bleak smiles between gestures, and the hanging tears reached the corners of my mouth and slowly fell, sliding into the wet soil.

The embroidered shoes gently stepped on the soft ground and fell into the pits, and her shoes were stained with some mud, but who had ever cared about these little things? Xu is heart is very melancholy, she didn't even know that she had dropped a shoe, just kept moving forward, the roses all over the ground were lying on the ground wet, the originally delicate body was completely broken now, Wanyan Jingyuan suddenly thought of herself, it was a fragrant bloom, but now it has become the afterglow of the sunset.

Holding a rose on the ground with his hand, he blew it carefully: "Use my three fireworks to exchange your life for a blur." Turning around, a wisp of cold incense is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. In the next life, you will cross me, can you? I can't get your love anymore, your whole heart, is that my fault? Did my obsession ruin all of this? If I have a weak heart, if I am righteous and ruthless, how good it would be, and I will throw myself on you, and I will not be as good as I want. ”

She suddenly fell to the ground, and then cried softly, the cry mixed in the posture of the rose, very pitiful, but the people in it did not know, the others, the others who had just stepped into this courtyard had indeed lost their posture.

When Ji Chen's sleeve stepped into this courtyard and saw Yan Jingyuan, his whole heart was broken, as if he was dead and did not rekindle, the man fell to the ground and didn't know how to pick it up, but he fell to the ground there, all kinds of sadness, he wanted to step forward to help her up, but he was afraid of disturbing her heart, what should I do? to hold on to her sorrows and live with her.

Seeing that her crying couldn't stop for a long time, the halberd sleeves became more and more painful, and one couldn't bear to step forward, just right, the person turned around, just like this, he looked at it for ten thousand years, almost haggard the heart of the whole person of the halberd sleeve, the tears were hazy, and he was stunned to call the halberd sleeve to kneel on the ground, regardless of the dampness, and directly hugged her into his arms.

Wanyan Jingyuan has a person to rely on, it seems that he is crying even more, the whole person is choked, clutching the halberd sleeve clothes and holding on, pulling out a fold on his back, she really wants to embrace this man in her arms at this moment, but his broken body can no longer stir up a ripple, and can no longer give him a complete heart to love him, what she can do now is to guard this man on the side, look at him, make him happy, and let herself sink into the hell of no return.

Cuihua swayed and stopped, and went out of the capital for more than 100 miles in the west. The six armies were helpless, and they died before turning their eyebrows.

No one took the flowers, and the emerald gorse scratched her head.

The king hid his face and couldn't save it, looking back at the blood and tears. Huang Ai is scattered and the wind is sluggish, and the cloud stack lingers in the Sword Pavilion.

There are few people under Emei Mountain, and the flag is thin without light.

The water of the Shu River is green, the mountains are green, and the holy lord is in love with the morning and twilight. The palace is sad to see the moon, and the night rain hears the sound of bell intestines breaking.

The day of the spinning day turned back to the dragon pilot, and he couldn't go here.

In the soil under Ma Wei's slope, there is no place for Yuyan to die. The monarchs and ministers took care of each other's clothes, and looked east to the capital to return to the horses.

The return pond is still the same, and the liquid hibiscus is not Yangliu.

Hibiscus is like a willow like an eyebrow, how not to cry about this. The spring breeze peach and plum blossoms bloom at night, and the autumn rain when the sycamore leaves fall.

There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red and do not sweep.

The disciples of Liyuan are white-haired and new, and the Jiaofang eunuch is Qing'e old. The fireflies in the evening hall were quiet, and the lonely lamp did not sleep.

The bells and drums are long at night, and the stars and rivers are about to dawn.

The mandarin duck tile is cold and frosty, and the jade is cold. After years of life and death, the soul has never come to dream.

Linqiong Taoist Hongdu Ke, can be sincere to the soul.

In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the priests to look diligently. Emptying and controlling the air is like electricity, ascending to heaven and earth.

The upper and lower yellow springs are poor, and the two places are gone.

Suddenly, I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was in the void. The pavilion is exquisite, and there are many fairies.

There is a character that is too true, and the appearance of snow skin is uneven.

Jin Que West Chamber, knocking on the jade, transferred to the small jade to report the double success. Smelling the envoy of the Han family, Jiuhua was frightened in his dream.

The clothes pushed the pillow up and down, and the silver screen of the bead foil opened.

The cloud sideburns are half new to sleep, and the flower crown is not neat. The wind blows the fairy robe fluttering, like a neon dress and feather dance.

Yurong is lonely and tears are dry, and pear blossoms bring rain in spring.

Gazing at the king with affection, he said goodbye to the two dim. The Zhaoyang Palace is full of love, and the sun and moon are long in the Penglai Palace.

Looking back at the world, I didn't see Chang'an and saw the dust and fog.

Only the old things will be affectionate, and the alloy hairpin will be sent. The hairpin leaves a one-fold fan, and the hairpin breaks the gold and divides it.

But the heart of the religion is like Jin Tianjian, and the heavens and the earth will meet.

The parting words are re-sent, and there is an oath in the words. On the seventh day of the seventh month, when no one whispered in the middle of the night.

In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch.

The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever.

Shi Shiran, for a long time, she muttered these words in her mouth, and the tears flowed more and more fiercely, as if all the pain that had been drowned was being expressed. She almost collapsed into herself.

Halberd Chen Sleeve also noticed that something was wrong with her: "What's wrong with you?" Princess, your forehead is so hot, are you having a fever? Bengong will take you back to the house, and then find the imperial doctor, don't worry, everything will be fine, Bengong will definitely let you be safe. His anxiety was obvious, he didn't understand why this woman was holding on to his heart, but he really couldn't sit idly by, he couldn't look at this woman's tears without heartache.

However, Wanyan Jingyuan just grabbed his clothes vigorously: "Don't, don't do this...... No...... I don't want to ......" shook her head in a daze, she couldn't wait to shake off all the troubles of last night, and she wished that her miserable white body was already shattered by this time.

Why? Why did she suffer all this? Why did Monceau be so inhumane and push her into the fire pit, she was only a woman, a woman who wanted love, but now that everything was burned, she was no longer qualified to win the love of the halberd in this conservative ancient world.

If he knew that he was no longer perfect, would he hate himself? As soon as she thought of this, her whole person was frightened, she kept shaking her head and crying: "No, I don't want this, don't do this...... I don't want it, I don't want ......" The cry was suppressed to the extreme, tearing the heart.

Halberd Chen didn't hold his sleeves, nor did he accompany him, and finally couldn't help it again and again, and hugged her tightly into his arms: "What's wrong with you, what's wrong?" Can anyone tell me what the hell is wrong with you? He also felt haggard in an instant, no matter how big the thing was, he had never felt like this, but at this moment he felt that his heart was shaking, why did this woman give him such a big deterrent?

Wanyan Jingyuan didn't speak, just shook her head and cried, her face had been dripped with tears like a rose that had fallen to the ground because of the wind and rain, and suddenly, she raised her head: "I can't do one thing anymore, this thing is the purpose of my coming here, it's my persistence...... It was my only hope of survival, but now it's all gone...... I'm in so much pain...... Xiu'er ...... It really hurts... I couldn't even see it myself...... I don't want it anymore. She raised her tearful eyes and met his deep affection, and at that moment, Wanyan Jingyuan's heart seemed to be melted.

The god-like man lifted her jaw, and inadvertently, a kiss fell on her ear: "I'm afraid." I'm really afraid of abrupt you...... I don't really know what that feeling is, but I really want to, I really want to, I want to have you, I want to go crazy, you're coming, I'm not thinking about you all the time...... Why? I haven't seen you yet...... Why, is this the three-life relationship? He seemed to be distressed about his behavior, the halberd sleeve was unexpectedly full of painful expressions, he didn't know why he fell into it like this, it all came too suddenly, it was really too sudden, he felt that the impact was too great, and he had been enduring it, but this feeling was getting stronger and stronger, destroying her heart more and more, and he seemed to feel that his whole heart was on this woman.

Wanyan Jingyuan just cried when she heard his words, and didn't say a word, she knew that the involvement of this life could not make him have no connection with the halberd sleeve, but this moment really came, she still felt extremely scared, why, she had to be possessed by Monceau before she chose to love him deeply?

Are they really destined? Why is God so unfair, now that she has been injured so much, then she has no reason to let this man be injured again. "Look at me, Your Highness, you were just confused for a while, the person you love is Lin Yuexian, you know, don't you? You don't love me......" Speaking of this, Ji Chensleeve interrupted her words suddenly: "No, Yuan'er, it's not like this, I always feel that we are very familiar with each other, not just this kind of relationship, you make me worry about it all the time, why?" There was pain in his eyes, wandering, overwhelmed, and all the emotions that indulged in love were contained in him.

High-spirited, cold to everything Halberd Chen sleeve is completely uncalm for herself, she is happy, but she can no longer love this male ninja, this is the unfairness of the reincarnation of fate, look, God is playing tricks on her and making her miserable, is she asking too much? Love is an obsession, she has to let go of all this, love him well, she herself doesn't deserve this person's wholehearted love anymore.