As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was suddenly silent and silent.

Chu Changting sat down, and suddenly felt that the sweet tea he had just eaten was so bitter. There was a mass of sourness in his chest that had nowhere to be dissolved, and little by little it corroded the liver and intestines that were riddled with holes. Her vision was slightly blurry, she blinked, her apricot eyes seemed to be red, and tears were condensed in her eyelashes.

"This ......" A trace of panic flashed in Su He's eyes, he tried to calm himself down and think about countermeasures, but before Yi Lunhuan could speak, he said in an undeniable tone: "Aiqing has always been sincere, why do I need to ask you, it's really a superfluous move." ”

"The Emperor's ......"

It was about Su Jin, Yi Lunhuan's words made Su He not know his deep meaning, Su He had never been so nervous, his brain was blank for a while, he lost the ability to think, and he didn't know what to say.

Yi Lunhuan smiled coldly, glanced at Su He, who was a little pale, and lowered his voice and said, "You decide for yourself, don't let me down." With that, he waved his sleeves and left the table.

It took a long time after Yi Lunhuan left, and Su He came to his senses. At this time, Su Miao had already hurriedly pulled Su He's sleeve, and asked anxiously in a low voice how to do it.

Don't tighten, don't tighten. Su He blinked his eyes vigorously, his chaotic brain slowly woke up, and pieces of fragments began to be quickly spliced together in his mind, and the past swept in like a tide.

"I have my own solution." Su He's green eyes were shining, and layers of complex emotions spread in his heart, he turned his head to look at Chu Changting, and saw that she was also looking at him, so he quickly retracted his gaze, and then grabbed Su Miao's arm, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it at this time, Li Daitao stiff this for the other." The emperor wants to enter the palace, but it is not Jin'er at all. ”

Su Miao's face was gloomy, his pupils shrank, and he glanced at Chu Changting fiercely, his teeth clenched, and he said slightly angrily: "Then say so, Jin'er's illness was ...... before"

"Don't mention it again. Let's get through this first. Su He stopped Su Miao, and after instructing his subordinates to clean up the dinner, he returned to Heyu Xuan.

Su Zhi quietly looked at the backs of Su He and Su Miao leaving, and jealousy trembled in his crooked eyes.

As the mansion of the largest wealthy family in Liangnan, Su Mansion has 36 courtyards and 27 pavilions, which is the third gorgeous building of Fengzhao after the Imperial Palace and the former Chu Mansion. Therefore, it has its own special courtyard only for distinguished guests. Yi Lunhuan lives in the deepest and most gorgeous and exquisite courtyard in Su Mansion, called Zhaoyang Courtyard. After dinner, Yi Lunhuan returned here, closed the gate, and sat on a wicker chair in the courtyard to close his eyes and recuperate.

The palace people on both sides carefully played the lanterns, the warm yellow light moistened the surrounding late spring flowers, and from time to time there were pale pear blossoms falling on Yi Lun Huan's bright yellow robe, which was very demure and comfortable.

There was a rustling sound beside the courtyard gate, the branches swayed, and the guards looked around vigilantly, and saw that it was plum makeup that had turned in from the tree, so they lowered their heads and retreated to the side with the palace people carrying the lanterns, leaving only Mei Rong to serve on the side.

The night was dim and there were no lights, and Mei Makeup knelt on the ground and saluted, her face hidden in the dark.

"You've been guarding her these days, and it's been hard." Yi Lunhuan slowly opened his eyes, picked up a piece of fallen flowers on his robe and played with it carefully in his hand, his phoenix eyes were dark and cold.

"This is the duty of the slave." Mei Makeup buried her head deep in the ground, and her voice was thin, like the wind outside the sky.

"In a few days, let's go to the palace with her." As soon as the fingers were slightly closed, the pear blossom was crushed in an instant, and the remnants disappeared in the air with the cool evening breeze, like a falling star.

Plum makeup should be, Yi Lunhuan glanced at her lightly, then asked her to step back, and then continued to close her eyes to recuperate, and there was still a little pear petal left between her slender fingers.

After Mei Xiang left Zhaoyang Courtyard, she returned to her cabin, sitting on a wooden chair, she looked at her lackluster face in the bronze mirror expressionlessly, for a long time, she was originally suppressed by Su He, and at this moment, the murderous aura provoked by the news of entering the palace spread wildly in her slender eyes.

Fang Yufu died, and at this moment he had to receive the love of another man, and enjoy endless favor and glory.

Under the nine springs, how can Liangchen feel at ease.

All evil originates with you.

You don't deserve to live.

Bai Jing's wrists were tensed, and Mei Xiang pulled out the hairpin on her head and slammed it on the wooden table. The wooden table cracked open with a great crack, like the bloody jaws of a wild beast as it wailed in despair.

In Jingzhai, Chu Changting took off his veil and sat on the chair tiredly, with the corners of his eyebrows and eyes full of distant barrenness and vastness.

"You look like an old man."

"I love Sister Ling very much when I see it today, I wonder if I can let her enter the palace with me?"

"The girl is too thin, she should eat more."

“......”

There was a noise in the ears, and there was a loud noise from afar in the eardrums. The whole body is sore, weak, and the limbs and bones have been drained.

On the night of April, the moonlight is as cold as water, the stars fall to the dust, the depressed woman is in tears, and the person is thinner than the yellow flower.

At this time, she took off her veil, revealing a peerless and gorgeous appearance, her skin was whiter than snow, and she looked particularly bright and flashing in the quiet night, as if the brilliance of the Milky Way in the sky had fallen on one person, and the splendor of the sky was also surrendered to her skirt. Tears fell and rippled, and the knuckled hands slowly covered his face, and Hua Xing trembled and gloomily.

There was a strange aroma in the air suddenly, the wings of the nose were slightly fanned by stimulation, as if a gentle tide was gently flooding ashore, and all the miscellaneous thoughts were swept away silently like ghosts, and the brain gradually emptied, and the consciousness gradually floated in the air like dust particles.

The soul was trapped in the body, Chu Changting's eyes widened in the boundless darkness, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of darkness. Half-asleep and half-awake, it seemed that someone gently took him into his arms, Chu Changting tried his best to sense, but he still couldn't tell whether the chaos in front of him and the gentle touch from his body were true or false, she was like walking blindly without an umbrella between the sky and the earth in a rainstorm, and the heavy rain was like a curtain, covering all the scenery of heaven and earth that seemed to be true and false, she was trapped in it, there was no way to enter, and she couldn't retreat.

In the midst of thousands of obstacles, there was a whisper in the ears that seemed to be real and illusory, as if someone was gently whispering their names, pious and relentless, low and affectionate, chanting and singing from the depths of the soul, grinding the ears and temples at the bottom of the abyss, softening the ears and marrow into water, and slowly rising and falling in the moonlight with the ups and downs of the voice.

There was a soft touch on the lips, soft as cotton, and with the coolness of jade. Chu Changting wanted to break away from this kiss of unknown origin, but his body was already out of the control of his consciousness, as if he was floating on the moonlit sea, floating softly on his soul. As the softness on his lips gradually deepened, Chu Changting's body gradually relaxed with the hot and humid kiss, and his vain body began to stretch with the rhythm of breathing, immersed in the boundless graceful galaxy, soothing and enjoying.

The touch on her lips gradually disappeared, Chu Changting was a little disappointed, she tried hard to make this kiss stay longer, and tried hard to make a little sound to keep it. The throat was locked in by the sweet smell, and she felt like she was locked out of the world, unable to say a word. The strength on his waist also slowly relaxed, and the temperature of the restraint dissipated little by little, Chu Changting anxiously wanted to wake up from the chaos, and wanted to retain the rare tenderness and warmth, a cold tear slowly slipped from the corner of his eyes, flowing to his ears and temples, wet like ink and green silk. As if touched by such a tear of despair and helplessness, the strength of his waist increased again, and the soft touch on his lips also swept back, this time more violent and hot, with a bit of lost and happy madness, with undeniable tenderness and domineering, inch by inch, like a robber trying to deprive his lips and teeth of all sweetness.

The strange fragrance in the air dissipated with the evening breeze through the hall, and the fresh air seeped into his nasal cavity, Chu Changting's consciousness gradually woke up, but he was still confined to the huge vanity and could not break free. The dense kisses fell on his neck and collarbone more and more hot, the fabric on his body seemed to have been peeled away, and his skin had a comfortable feeling of being exposed to the air, but he shivered slightly because of the cool night breeze. The murmur in her ears was gradually replaced by the sound of wheezing, Chu Changting suddenly panicked, she struggled like a frightened deer at the border of her soul, but she couldn't break free from the shackles of the pair of slender jade hands that caressed her body.

In the white rain, there is something in the sky. The sweetness in the throat dissipates with the arrival of light and heat, and the vocal cords feel tingling, like freedom branded with shackles after finally breaking the shackles.

A familiar burning sensation rose from his body, and there was a dizzying itch in his lower abdomen. In the wind curtain and rain building, a warm valley can be sheltered from the wind and rain. Night fell in the valley, rising a little firefly, the feeling became more and more familiar, more and more intense, in a trance the young man's affectionate kiss in the fireflies in the sky reappeared, the shimmer was deep, and the young man in the armor returned in high spirits.

"Good day!" The thunder closed the rain curtain, the sky finally broke through the haze, and a young man's name was whispered, with the girl's meandering timbre, sandwiched between ambiguous gasps, embellished under the tears that could no longer be stopped, and shouted hoarse and enthusiastically.

The strength on his waist paused abruptly, and his warm lips instantly became cold, and he seemed to be slightly annoyed. Chu Changting indulged in the fireflies that were hanging in the night, and did not notice the changes in the breath of the people around her, she called one by one relentlessly, with a soulless cry, obsessively and tremblingly murmuring.

There was a heavy pain in his back, and the cold touch of the mat against his skin stimulated the chaotic nerves. Chu Changting struggled in the barrenness where heaven and earth were connected, desperate to grasp the straw that saved his life like a man in the water. The cool and clean evening breeze suddenly became fierce with the sound of the window opening, and it poured into the nose roughly, choking Chu Changting with a cough. In the violent trembling of his vocal cords and lung cavities, Chu Changting opened his eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream, and the half-open window made a low squeak.

The moist cool touch from her back made Chu Changting smart, and after her eyes adjusted to the light outside, she looked around and found that she was already lying naked on the bed, and at the foot of the bed were her own dirty clothes and skirts, stacked on top of each other.

Thousands of confusions welled up in her heart, and she didn't know whether what she had just happened was a dream or reality. The tears in the corners of her eyes were not dry, and in the mist, she looked out through the window, the silhouette of the peach blossoms was fine and deep, and the cold moonlight poured on the spring color of the trees like a waterfall, with the coolness of the night breeze.