Almost as soon as Zheng Yan'er was dragged down, Xiao Qingheng left Zhongcui Palace and rushed to Fengluan Palace.

Xiao Guo's sky is always unpredictable, obviously the last moment was still sunny, cloudless, but at this time it was covered with dark clouds, the sky was gloomy, swallowing all the light, even walking on the road had to hold the lamp, and the rain poured down.

Xiao Qingheng walked very fast, and the heavy rain came in with the fan, occasionally wetting the corners of his clothes, but he didn't care.

The palace lamp was lit, and the light was bright and extinguished and fell on his face.

The face was expressionless, but if you looked closely, you could see the panic and deep unease beneath the dark eyes.

His fists clenched, and his fingertips were white because he had pressed too hard.

Suddenly, as if his whole body was weak, he staggered and almost fell.

"Your Majesty." Xiao Dezi hurriedly stepped forward in a panic.

Xiao Qingheng was helped to get up: "I'm fine." ”

He continued to walk towards Fengluan Palace, and his steps were a little faster.

When I arrived outside Fengluan Palace, I saw that the door of the main hall was closed.

Xiao Qingheng's pupils constricted, and the panic in his heart was infinitely magnified at this moment, like an abyss, mercilessly devouring him.

He asked with difficulty: "Why is Fengluan Palace confined to the palace gate?" "It's daylight, isn't it?

Outside Fengluan Palace, the palace people knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, the queen said that she was unwell and wanted to rest, but she didn't like the storm, so she ordered the servants and others to close the door." ”

Xiao Qingheng's body shook slightly, and he asked relentlessly: "Then did she say when it would open?" ”

"Not really."

Xiao Qingheng stopped talking, just stood quietly outside the Fengluan Palace, looking at the closed palace door, as if he wanted to see the shadow in the door through this door, it was obviously just a door, but he was coldly separated from Yin Yin, obviously he only needed to push it open, he could enter, but he didn't have the courage and strength to push the door.

The wind was very strong, and the rain came in with the wind, wetting Xiao Qingheng's robe.

Some of the rain fell down his neck, down quickly, bringing coldness.

The wet robe brought him a slight chill, but he felt that his heart was even colder and colder, as if he had fallen into an ice hole, and he almost stopped beating.

He knew that those people were not for the palace people, but for him.

Yin Yin must have seen that he was suspicious of her.

He once said that as long as she was alone, he rested on the beds of other women these days, even if he had no love for them, but he did it because he was suspicious, angry, and confused.

He has been in a mess for the past few days, but that piece of news has made him extremely sober.

He and Yin Yin are getting farther and farther apart, obviously within reach, but the two hearts are so far away that they will never be able to cross paths again.

He was wrong, very wrong, what should he do, what should he do to make Yin Yin look back at him again.

"Your Majesty, your robe is already wet, why don't you go back first? When the gate of Fengluan Palace came, the servants reported to His Majesty. Xiao Dezi said worriedly.

Xiao Qingheng didn't seem to hear it, and stood without saying a word, as if he had become a sculpture.

The storm continued, and time passed.

Fengluan Palace, both inside and outside the hall, is silent.

In Fengluan Palace, Yin Yin didn't sleep, she nestled in the chaise longue with a blanket on her body, she didn't do anything, just lay quietly, looking ahead, not knowing what she was thinking.