Zhao Yin's face stiffened, and he squeezed out a sneer from his teeth: "...... I thought you would always have a little bit of affection for him. But now I don't think about it. ”

Zhao Yin paused, his face was blue and white, and he looked at Cheng Ying's eyes with disdain and indignation: "...... But I didn't think that you, like those ordinary people in the world, immediately threw yourself into your arms when you saw another good one, but forgot that his bones were not cold for four years. ”

The words smashed in the golden palace, and the sentences were also pierced on the tip of Cheng Ying's heart.

The word "he", both of them know that they avoid talking about it, and it hurts everyone when the scar is revealed, let alone success or failure.

Cheng Ying's pupils shrank sharply.

She took a few steps back, holding on to the jade case to stabilize her body, her body was weak for a moment, and her chest ached.

Zhao Yin's ridicule became thicker, and he was ruthless: "Don't give up the glory of the rich and noble? Or do you hate the life of Empress Mercy? He gave you all the tenderness of his last years, and now you want to abandon him like a shoe? You don't even want to keep your position as a wife for him, leaving him alone in hell for eternity and eternity? ”

A series of questions are as tricky as a knife, tearing apart the ruins of time, and yellowed memories, and he is alone in the upper reaches of Lethe, with a vague and gentle smile.

Cheng Yingyu could hear his heartbeat, the world was still, as if he was beside him.

Flower.

He called her, just as she wore a red hijab, and approached the depths of the palace, and he lifted the hijab, and smiled at his little wife.

"Cheng Yinghu! You are so unkind, and you are guilty of the few pleasures in his life!! What kind of face do you have to reunite with him after a hundred years, and what qualifications do you have to be worthy of him!! ”

Zhao Yin roared almost heartbreakingly, and his body trembled slightly.

There was a dead silence in the Golden Temple.

The old people he left behind struggled, and he poured a glass of wine alone under the yellow spring, and no one drank it.

Jun buried the mud under the spring, and I sent the world full of snow.

Zhao Yin clenched his chest tightly, swallowed the sweet smell that surged to his throat, and saw that the woman was silent, lowered her head, and the green silk hung down, and she couldn't see what her expression was.

Zhao Yin then eased his tone: "As long as you know that you are lost, and you still have a little bit of thinking about him in your heart, you are still my Zhao Yin's righteous brother and sister, and I am the Empress of Mercy who treats each other with courtesy in the Western Zhou Dynasty......"

"No, you're wrong." Cheng Ying opened his mouth suddenly.

"What?" Zhao Yin was stunned.

The woman slowly raised her head and looked directly at Zhao Yin, who was still unstable and refined the essence light, bright and clean.

Just like the sunshine in this world, the April in the world is all because of you.

"He is my husband, and if I Cheng Yingxu is in the sun, he must be 'remarried'."

The woman smiled, and there was light, which exploded under her eyes.

"I don't want to deceive my heart, it is an unforgivable burden to him. I give him all the truth, and never forget, as for right and wrong, I will go to Huangquan to tell him in a hundred years, I have no regrets, and I have no retreat. ”

Zhao Yin's mind buzzed: "You...... You! ”

"He has been in a dream bubble all his life, so I don't want to give him even the slightest lie mixed in. My heart is like ice and snow, an innocent heart, and an innocent chastity. I believe that if he were here at this moment, he would have the same answer, which is between me and him in the world. ”

The woman's words were soft, but if there was a thousand powers, the mountains and seas would go away.

Unstained, unpretentious, I finally saw the light of the long night since you left, it turned out that you were the fire lit by your salary.

You say, go to the light.

The flowers are obedient.

Zhao Yin lost his mind. Said absurdly: "You and my unfilial son...... It's all iron-hearted, that, that's ...... him."

Cheng Ying smiled, the April light outside the Golden Palace sprinkled on her face, and it was too bright to see.

"Although I, Cheng Yingyu, am not a hero, I am a promise. When I walk towards Zhao Xixing in front of the people of the world, I will also get a word of answer from him in front of the people of the world. ”

Zhao Yin was stunned: "He has gone to the spring, how do you ask him?" ”

"Well, I've got a plan. If he agrees, then I am a newcomer on my pillow, and if he does not allow it, then I promise him to be a wife for the rest of his life. For the rest of his life, but according to his will, there was no repentance. ”

Cheng Yingyu left such a sentence, and pushed open the heavy palace gate and walked into the light of April.

Such as bathing in brilliance, like fire nirvana, such life of endless sorrows and joys are unstained.

Zhao Yin was left frozen in place, and the palace gate was instantly submerged in the shadows.

However, what Cheng Yingyu came out of and saw was not a mirror-like April day, but a person who was more beautiful than April under this sky.

Dressed in a robe, with a golden crown and ink hair, solemn and solemn like a pine wind, high and slow, like the moon in the mountains, clean and clear.

The eyes that looked at her were more like encompassing all the spring colors in the world, and they could capture people's souls without saying a word.

Cheng Ying's face turned red, stopped, and smiled: "Zhao Shenyan, you listen to the corner again." ”

Zhao Xixing walked over with his hands in his hands, leaned over to look at her, and smiled at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes: "Yes, the main hall has heard it...... Happy, now happy to death. ”

Cheng Ying pursed her lips, and just as she wanted to say something, she heard the sound of squirming and snickering.

She realized that both of them were clubbed in front of the upper study hall, and the officials and palace people who came and went around them secretly glanced at them.

"Ah, look at the East Palace, aren't you about to marry the crown princess, why are you still pulling and pulling with a subordinate in public?"

"Tsk, my heavenly saint, how can he still be spotless and perfect on weekdays? It must be a vixen! ”

The unpleasant words mixed with the slanted eyes of everyone, and the small needle-like drills in all directions.

Cheng Ying took a step back, in the end, she was thin-skinned.

Zhao Xixing suddenly had a cold face, and drank solemnly: "Turn around!" ”

The officials and palace people were bluffed, their necks were cold, and they hurriedly turned around, pretending to be blind.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, I will solve the matter of the Pyeongchang Marquis Mansion, you only remember what I said that night."

When Zhao Xixing retracted his gaze and looked at the woman, his eyebrows quickly softened, "...... I didn't expect that you would be willing to come out of the cage of time, it was you. ”

"Yes, I don't want to lie to myself, I don't want to lie to him, I want to ...... Respond to you. ”

Cheng Yingyu raised her head, the autumn water rippled, and the two eyes were red all over.

She stretched out her hand and shook it into the void, and in her palm there was a child like a April day, and there was light.

Towards the light, she saw it.

Yes, Yu Niang is right, if it is him for the rest of her life, ask her if she dares to bet.

"Thank you, Zhao Shenyan. You gave it to me, and the mountains and seas can be flat. ”

Cheng Ying smiled. Courage, or light, and magnificence arose because of him.

"No, it's you, you gave it to me, although tens of millions of people have gone to me." Zhao Xixing's eyes darkened, and then he shouted towards the avoidant palace-

"All turn around!"

So a hundred and ten pairs of eyes stared back, and everyone was on the cusp of the storm, ready to go.

Cheng Yingyu was instinctively ashamed and didn't dare to raise her head, but saw Zhao Xixing stretching out his hand to her with a slightly hot face.

In front of the people of the Yang Palace, the limelight of the crowd, the gaze of the Emperor of the Golden Palace, and the picturesque scenery of the country as he wished.

"Mandarin duck, come to me."