Wei Chu buried himself in her neck, feeling her cold tears wet his cheeks, his body suddenly froze, his movements paused, and suddenly he smiled bitterly, as if he was self-deprecating, and it seemed to be sad.

At this point where he had to send an arrow, he found that he was still reluctant to hurt her.

The prince let go of her and stood up, unable to bear to see her embarrassed posture, so he could only turn his back on her face in a panic.

Yu Yang lay stiffly on the bed, unable to believe that he really let her go like this, and immediately pulled up the quilt next to him to cover his body tightly, curled up and hid in the corner.

The prince closed his sour eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and listened to the movement behind him, before he opened his voice dumbly and asked with difficulty, "I ask you, you really don't have a little feeling for me?" ”

Yu Yang's body stiffened, closed his eyes, and tears slipped silently.

She replied, "No." ”

The prince only felt a crack in his heart, and his voice began to tremble in pain, "You love him?" Willing to marry him? ”

There was a pause behind him for a second.

"Yes."

The prince overflowed his throat with bitterness, and suddenly laughed, and now he doesn't know whether to laugh at himself for being stupid or laughing at her for being stupid.

"Then do you know the hometown of his love? He may never fall in love with you. ”

Yu Yang's answer to this question was very crisp and indifferent.

"It's okay, I don't care."

She doesn't love Lie Chang'an either, so whether Lie Chang'an loves her or not, she really doesn't care.

"Good, good!"

The prince opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were scarlet, he looked back at Yu Yang, she was holding the quilt and shrunk in the corner, obviously so weak and helpless, but the expression on her face was still so indifferent and cold, which made the prince feel extremely frustrated for the first time.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't affect her for half a point.

She doesn't love him, she really doesn't love him.

"Yu Yang, you are ruthless enough!"

The prince nodded, his heart ached and he couldn't breathe, so he could only clench his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'...... Here, I wish you a happy wedding in advance, a hundred years of good marriage, and an early birth of a noble son. ”

After saying this, the prince turned around and went out the door, leaving without looking back.

In the huge Pinglan Palace, the lights are colorful and joyful, but it inexplicably makes people feel cold and miserable.

After a long time, a woman's suppressed cry came from the room, which lasted for a long time.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

The wedding day is getting closer and closer, and the jubilant atmosphere in the palace is getting stronger and stronger.

Recently, there has been no happy event in the palace for a long time.

Princess Chang'an was sent to the Turks and relatives, Concubine Shugui was given to death, Prince Chun was demoted to a concubine and expelled from the capital, General Chang'an was seriously injured in prison, and Princess Danqing was unconscious.

Because of this series of things, the recent breath in the palace is shrouded in haze, and the palace maids and eunuchs are all worried and cautious, and they dare not come out.

This is finally a happy event, and everyone can take advantage of this to breathe a sigh of relief and be happy, although everyone knows it, this happy event is actually a tragedy or two.

Everyone knows why General Chang'an was put in prison by the emperor because of his admiration for Princess Danqing.

The reason why General Chang'an was pardoned was because he agreed to the emperor's marriage, and because the emperor forced Princess Danqing's life to be in danger.

Obviously, if General Chang'an does not agree, the emperor can really ignore Princess Danqing ruthlessly.

Because the emperor really did it.

Otherwise, how could Princess Danqing be so sick and die to such a point?

Everyone sighed.

It is really sad and lamentable.