"Featherfall!" Zhao Ji grabbed Nangong Yuluo violently, his expression was a little excited, and said, "If I give up my title, give up everything, and let you leave with me, are you willing?" ”

Nangong Yuluo's eyes were full of tears, she was already satisfied to hear Zhao Ji's words, even if it was for her to let go of the country. However, Nangong Yuluo can't be so selfish, otherwise he will be uneasy in his heart for the rest of his life, and everything will not be able to go as he wishes.

"I'm satisfied with what you can say! However, the two of us can't be together, not only because of who we are now, but also for other reasons. If I am with you, what am I like? ”

Zhao Ji was heartbroken when he heard Nangong Yuluo's refusal, and he also knew that he was wishful thinking. It was really difficult for Nangong Yuluo to be with him, there were some things that didn't need to be said explicitly, and he knew it in his heart. If you can choose, you would rather not want the country, but also have a beauty as a companion.

Nangong Yuluo didn't want to be with him in his heart, there were some things that couldn't be explained, just know it. Then, Nangong Yuluo bowed his head slightly, and said: "It's not too early, I'll go back, tomorrow is the day of the wedding, don't stay for a long time, say goodbye!" ”

"Yu ......" Zhao Ji wanted to shout but found that he had nothing to say, sighed helplessly, looked at the person in the painting in his hand in a daze, and turned away silently.

After Nangong Yuluo turned to leave, the tears that she couldn't hold back couldn't stop flowing, she smiled, smiled very sweetly, covered her mouth, and smiled secretly, full of tears, these are tears of happiness. She knew that Zhao Ji had him in her heart and was willing to give up everything for her.

If it were Nangong Yuluo, ordinary women might agree to come down and fly away with Zhao Ji, ignoring the world. It's a pity that Zhao Ji's identity is Duanwang, the future monarch of the Great Song Dynasty, and she can't be selfish. Fang La has always been in love with herself, and she has the order of her parents, and the matchmaker's words come first, and she must not live up to his affection.

If he is really selfish and flies away with Zhao Ji, Nangong Yuluo will feel uneasy for the rest of his life, even if he is with Zhao Ji, he will not be happy, and he will not have the face to see his dead parents, let alone Fang La. She can't let Zhao Ji bear the infamy of being unkind and unjust, and she is also scolding herself, so she can only choose to put this feeling deep in her heart.

Zhao Ji didn't understand Nangong Yuluo's true thoughts in his heart, and went back lonely and helpless, unable to give up, faltering, and confused, as if there was confusion in front of him, and he was extremely lost. Nangong Yuluo's attitude was resolute, and Zhao Ji was bitter.

I'd rather Nangong Yuluo than Jiangshan!

This sentence, Zhao Ji is not coaxing, nor is it joking, it is serious, and it is also what he thinks in his heart. As the king of a country, there are too many inconveniences, and some things are involuntary, so it is better to choose to give up the throne and go to the ends of the earth with the people you love, life and death.

Nangong Yuluo also knew that Zhao Ji was sincere in saying such things, so she would cry happily, and she also understood Zhao Ji's heart, these were enough. She doesn't want to do too much pursuit, that's all, the meeting between the two is just an accident, they have each other in their hearts, but they can't be together, they can only say that they met the right person at the wrong time, and this relationship is destined to be fruitless.

"Brother Huang is really emotional! Alas! ......" Zhao seemed to appear behind Zhao Ji at some point, glanced at Nangong Yuluo who turned to leave, looked at her back, and muttered: "If you are not like this, or the imperial brother is not a prince, but just an ordinary person, maybe it will be a different result!" ”

When Zhao Ji came out alone, Zhao seemed to have woken up, and he quietly followed behind Zhao Ji, just worried that the two of them would see each other again. In his heart, his royal brother is the heir to the throne, and he cannot afford to lose, even if he is a sister-in-law, he is not allowed to influence, and everything is important to state affairs.

Zhao seems to have been following behind, Zhao Ji and Nangong Yuluo met by chance, he didn't expect it, and saw his imperial brother take out the picture scroll, Nangong Yuluo inscribed a poem on it, and then heard that his imperial brother was willing to give up the country for her.

It was not until that time that Zhao seemed to understand Zhao Ji's heart for Nangong Yuluo, but some things could not go well, and he saw the lonely back of the imperial brother, as well as the crying Nangong Yuluo. Zhao seemed to decide to hide the truth, unwilling to tell Yu Zhao Ji the true situation, and unwilling to disturb Zhao Ji at this time, so he could only sigh, turn around and leave, and return to the meditation room.

Zhao seemed to lie on the bed and muttered: "If you leave after tomorrow, the longer the time drags on, I am afraid that the matter will not be able to be hidden, and besides, this is a Manichaean stronghold, what really happens......

He was worried that Zhao Ji and Nangong Yuluo would go on like this, and after a long time, he might not be able to suppress his inner feelings and do something sorry for Fang La. Zhao Ji is his imperial brother and a brother; Fang La is not a brother, but a righteous brother, who is good to the two of them, and he doesn't want to see that happen.

Zhao Ji came back in a trance, unable to sleep all night, and all he thought about was the shadow of Nangong Yuluo. Zhao seemed to hear the sound of his imperial brother tossing and turning, and he was also full of emotion in his heart.

The next day, when the sky was bright, Zhao Ji and Zhao Ru got up and stayed awake all night.

"Has it started?" Zhao Ji heard the festive sound from the tip of the boat, the lanterns were colorful, the red lanterns hung high, his heart was dripping blood, but the woman he loved deeply was going to marry his righteous brother, and he didn't know how to face it.

Zhao Ru said: "Brother Huang, let some things pass!" ”

Zhao Ji nodded, smiled bitterly, and walked around to relieve the deep pain in his heart. Now, Zhao Ji wanted to get drunk and take a break and borrow wine to drown his sorrows, but found that there was no wine around. Just when he was worried, Fang La sent someone to send the happy wine, and Zhao Ji didn't care about the rules of the temple and poured himself a drink.

Zhao seemed to see his brother so sad, but he didn't stop him, and drank bitterly with his brother. The two of them drank the two jars of wine dry, and the whole person was dizzy, Zhao Ji fell directly on the bed and fell asleep, muttering: "Yuluo!" Featherfall! ……”

"Brother Huang, why are you doing this!" Zhao seemed to rub his head, shook his head, and fell asleep directly on the bed.

The two of them didn't know how long they had been asleep, and when they woke up, Master Fang Zheng had already returned from the banquet. When Master Fang Zheng came back, he brought wine and delicacies, which was also ordered by Fang La. After Zhao Ji and Zhao Qi woke up, they ate something and drank with Master Fangzheng again.

Master Fangzheng told the two of them about today's wedding scene, it was so lively, Nangong Yuluo was wearing red makeup, the phoenix crown was beautiful, and the brothers in the sect drank happily. Moreover, he also explained to Zhao Ji and Zhao Ru, and tomorrow Fang La will lead his wife to come together.

Zhao Ji heard that Nangong Yuluo and Fang La were married, and he was even more disappointed, and poured a big bowl of wine suddenly, seeing that Master Fangzheng was inexplicable, Zhao seemed to only play a round and said that his brother was in a bad mood, don't be surprised. So, the three of them drank bitterly again, and the bitterness in Zhao Ji's heart was only clear to him, so he could only use alcohol to anesthetize himself, and no longer miss Nangong Yuluo.