Zhu Yao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ran away......

The stomach turned over the river and Haiti was uncomfortable, and with a "wow" sound, he returned all the food he had just used.

What caused a slight sour feeling at the corner of his eyes, and a bitter tear fell without warning.

After all, it was his own wishful thinking, and he laughed in his heart, laughing so much that his intestines were about to be knotted again. Finally he burst out laughing, laughing wildly.

"I'm a madman, Feng Ge laughs at Kongqiu......" he laughed, flipped over, and lay on the ground, the afterglow of the setting sun hitting his face, gilding him with a layer of gold.

"Sir, sir......" Someone was shaking his body anxiously.

"Don't call me sir, call me Mubai, Mubai...... After all these years, why are you still so ...... outside," he muttered as he laughed.

"Sir, hurry up. Jing Ying, take the handle. A pair of plain hands rested on his forehead coldly, and there was a white halo on the snow-like Haowan.

He slammed his half-up, shook the hand, and said in surprise: "It's you, it's you...... You ......" The hand couldn't struggle, so he had to say: "The ground is cold, sir get up quickly." ”

He stood up in a daze, but he didn't let go of her hand, and only muttered, "You are finally willing to look at me...... You're smiling at him from start to finish...... I ......"

The people around him lifted him up, and his muttering finally subdued.

Was it the wine that made his heart feel longer, or was her last sentence a complete awakening to his thoughts......

In the drowsiness, someone seemed to be anxiously wiping his sweat and changing his clothes. He poured bitter soup again. He just held the hand firmly and held it to his cheek.

Finally everything returned to calm, Zhu Yao looked at his drunken face with tears, felt a pain in her heart, and cried in a low voice: "Sir, why are you so hard, you are like this, the slave maid looks uncomfortable in her heart...... Her hand was still clenched by him in his drunken dream, and he couldn't leave for a moment.

Zhu Yao's eyes suddenly fixed on the jade bracelet, the silver teeth bitten, pulled out his hand violently, took it off and stuffed it into his hand, and said in a low and resolute voice: "Sir, I am not the person you have in mind, I just hope that you are so drunk, and you will not be drunk again in the future." ”

She turned and walked away, a suppressed sadness surging in her chest.

Even if he never takes her to heart, she doesn't want to be the slightest shadow of others, and she doesn't need the feelings of others to give, even if it's just for a while, even if the charity is kind!

……

Jing Ying watched Sister Zhu Yao cry and ran out, and she was also sad in her heart, so she quietly entered the house and quietly watched her husband's sleeping face crying.

The sky gradually darkened, and the whole bamboo house returned to the tranquility in the mountains and forests, she only sat in front of his couch and guarded, the moon gradually rose, and the bright moonlight hit his face through the window lattice, like a dream.

The innocent girl is no longer as innocent as she used to be. Today, as I see, I completely woke up her hazy love. She liked him, but this kind of liking didn't lead to anything in the first place, and there was nothing in return.

She finally understood Sister Zhu Yao's forbearance. He's too good, too good to be true. But she fell hopelessly in love with him like this.

"Sir......" She couldn't help but fall on him and cry bitterly, for the love that was cut off before she could sprout.

I don't know how long I cried, but the person under me finally moved. Jing Ying hurriedly wiped away her tears, hugged him and cried, "Sir, how can you torture yourself like this? ……”

Zhao Qingling opened his eyes, and suddenly felt that there was something in his hand, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was Ouyang Zhen's jade bracelet.

A breath of anger poured out in his heart, and he suddenly grabbed Jing Ying, and his originally elegant and quiet face showed anger and said, "What about her?" How did you go? He hurried out of the bed, and was just about to take a step when he collapsed on the edge of the bed.

Jing Ying was startled, hurriedly helped him up, and cried: "Sir, wake up, the emperor and the mother are gone." It's all gone......"

He seemed to be still in a dream, especially self-incredulous, and only said angrily: "Nonsense! She came to help me just now, why did she leave, you lied to me! ”

Jing Ying saw that his originally clear eyes were bloodshot, her heart hurt, she gritted her teeth, pounced on him and cried: "Sir, take a good look at Jing Ying, why don't you like Jing Ying, or you like Sister Zhu Yao." But why does Mr. like that person, she is a mother, she is the emperor's person, how can you like her......"

Zhao Qingling was shocked by her words, and the alcohol subsided a little, he sighed and was silent.

Jing Ying saw that he didn't move, and hugged him a little tighter, maybe ...... Maybe in her whole life, she will never have the opportunity to cry in his arms like this.

Zhao Qingling smiled bitterly in her heart and said to her: "Let it go, Ying girl, I'm much better." ”

Jing Ying just hugged her tighter when she heard this, and shouted in her heart: Don't let go! Don't let it go! Let go, there will be no chance to get close to him in the future.

Zhao Qingling's face darkened, and finally her long sleeves rolled up, pushed her away, retreated to the side of the bed and looked at her and sighed: "Ying girl, you are still young, you don't know what love is." ”

Jing Ying was so rolled by him, she staggered a few steps and retreated to the table, she stubbornly looked at Zhao Qingling's face, and cried loudly: "How can I not understand, Jing Ying has grown up." It's just that Mr. doesn't like Jing Ying. Mr. has someone in his heart, and he can't tolerate anyone else. ”

She wiped away her tears, looked at him one last time, turned and walked out of the house.

The faint moonlight poured down, sprinkling the silence of the room.

The jade bracelet in his hand was shining with a lustre, just like the woman's peerless elegance, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

With someone in her heart, there is no one to replace her. He put the jade bracelet to his heart and sighed leisurely...... There will be no one to replace it......

Perhaps, many years later, when he is too old to remember why he did this ridiculous and pathetic insistence in the first place, he will still remember her beauty and strength.

He would still remember her long hair flying, her sleeves spread, and she walked into the midst of the thousand rebels. Such courage and determination, in her whole life, there is no woman in the world who can match!