[Flowers are easy to see and difficult to find. Killing the funeral flower man in front of the stairs】

The flowers are flying and spring is gone. Hateful. Broken string dust pipe with make-up ...... Don't believe it but look at yourself. I'm afraid to see. is haggard but ashamed.

Ling Yue saw Hua Ling again. It was at the harem family banquet held by the queen.

He hasn't changed much. It's still that picturesque eyebrows and Stall temperament. Thick black hair tied high with a small golden crown. The pale jade-colored plain brocade robe has three black bamboos obliquely. This floating light all over his body sets off him even more indifferent, even vaguely ruthless.

And Ling Yue was already married to a wife at this time. It is the marriage that the father personally refers to. The horse is Yan Moyu, the sixth young master of the Yan family.

See you this time. It is nothing more than a hurried glimpse of the world after passing through thousands of sails, turning thousands of times, and falling into the world.

The people who came to the banquet were none other than the concubines of this palace and the princess and prince of that place. Although it is a nominally very close family. But the most learned thing in the royal family is a "perfunctory", although everyone has a bright-looking smile on their faces. But the smile is clearly formal, and very stiff.

Lingyue's mood is sometimes cold and sometimes hot. The sisters sitting next to each other were forced to laugh at the social ward. Halfway through the palace feast. She raised her eyes and hurriedly glanced at Hua Ling. But it happened that Hua Ling was also looking at Ling Yue at this time.

A touch of the eye. There is a faint feeling of palpitations unconsciously flooded. It's all the same. The two of them took advantage of an emptiness that no one else had ever cared about. Fu glanced at the other party again. Then they both quietly left their seats.

It's midday. Autumn sun just right. The two of them were silent, silent, all the way, without saying a word, and doing and thinking. Until the back garden floats to the pavilion. Stop the month. Lift up the pleated silk palace skirt. The lotus step along the small bridge climbed the exquisite little pavilion.

A gust of wind rises. It is from the surface of the water. Bring some fresh moisture. I felt that the blue sky in the reflection was also washed away and sparkled. In this fluttering wind. Ling Yue closed her eyes. Feel the comfort and leisure of the breeze with your heart. I sorted out my thoughts. But he didn't pay attention to Hua Ling, who followed him all the way.

Hua Li came alone at this time. Raise your eyes and look far away to find the shadow of Ling Yue. His gaze drifted to the Fuyin Pavilion. Finally saw the slender shadow that he had been chasing all the way without words. The mood followed a relaxation. Fu also steps and tends to follow the jade bridge to the pavilion. Seeing that Ling Yue was still holding a pair of beautiful eyes, she was at ease and slightly drunk in the infiltration of the breeze. It's not good to just surprise her. Think about it. He clenched his fist to his lips and coughed softly.

In fact, Ling Yue knew that Hua Ling had already come. His breath and his steps were familiar to her. But now when I look away from that voice. When his familiar figure met her eyes, this whisker. I still feel that Mingcan is a little caught off guard.

Time. Many of the thoughts that Ling Yue had accumulated in his heart rushed together at this moment. A few grievances, a few thoughts, a few lingering, a few resentments, and a few inexplicable...... It just turned into a sour sneer.

She shook her head playfully. Raise your eyes and smile. Sonic Ran: "Yo. Who should I be? It turned out to be Lord An...... The younger brother of King An said that he was sick and left Zhaojing, and he didn't see any communication for so many days. I wonder where I was in a courtyard outside Beijing."

Originally, it was a reckless sentence that made a small character. Just spit out in such a joking. Unexpectedly, it became another indescribable taste.

What is the night? I grew up as a relative; The clouds are green and the water is pitiful. Gentlemen are always accompanied...... She misses him. Clearly yes. In her young and thin splendid life. He is the most direct source of why her life is so splendid.

But she also resented him. Resentful of why he hadn't been in the palace to see her once since he left the palace to be crowned king. I hate why he said he was sick and left Beijing for a few months. He didn't know that it was just in the last few months. She is no longer the Leng Lingyue who was raised in the deep palace. Did he notice that a new princess mansion had been built in the imperial city outside the palace...... Just in the last few months. She is married. She is married to the sixth young master of the Yan family.

"Huh." With that in mind. Ling Yue quickly broke free from this layer of sadness in addition to the sudden layer of sentimentality. Suddenly it seemed like nothing. It's really nothing. She is a brother and sister with him. There is no way to have another relationship beyond siblings. Then it doesn't matter if she's married or not. It's also impossible for them to be together.

She just hates. I hated why he teased her like this that day. Flirting, her heart sprouted and jumped uncontrollably...... After that, he didn't ask or listen to her. Let her fend for herself, hurt herself, and worry about herself.

"Lingyue ......" suddenly said shallowly. Hua Ling stared at the beautiful shadow that was cold and thin. I couldn't help but call her by her name again.

He just felt like his heart was going to jump out." When the word "Lingyue" is called. Only later did I feel that such a name was too thin and abrupt.

He was calm. The heart lake has rippled again. Take a few steps closer to Lingyue. Slightly bowed. His gaze froze on her face. There was a shallow begging softness in his tone: "I don't know the imperial sister...... I still remember a Hua Ling in my heart."

Ling Yue's heart moved......

His voice was warm and lively. And with some wet moisture. For a woman who still has feelings for him. This is nothing more than the greatest and deadliest temptation. She couldn't refuse.

The mind soon couldn't help but drive itself. And the love is also angry and can't help but drive away. Ling Yuefu rolled her eyes. It was right in front of him with a pair of deep and bright eyes like a pool of water. This is a clear eye. It seems to be precipitated and full of too many things to say.

Gradually. Ling Yue felt that a mist had come out of her phoenix eyes. Because her vision became mottled and blurred. Just as the autumn wind comes from the sky, caressing the forehead and the corners of the eyebrows and eyes. She began to unconsciously recall the Manman past and those good times with him......

"The imperial sister's name is Ling Yue. But it is taken from the word 'Lingyue' in 'Lingyue Jiachen'."

"The peach is dying. Scorching its brilliance. The son of Yu Gui. Appropriate room ......"

Such words. It's really light.

A "Hua Ling" choked in the throat. But Ling Yue can't be called. It provoked a lot of sorrow for no reason. She turned her face away from him. The voice was flat: "Remember how. I don't remember." At the end of the sentence. A playful and self-deprecating smile blooms on the lips like spring flowers.

I didn't mock him. I didn't blame him. Even if there are complaints. She didn't know what she was complaining about.

Oh, yes. Remember how. I don't remember what about it. The relationship between them was doomed early on. They are sisters and brothers. It is an irreversible natural relationship that is bound together by blood and common sense. Even if there is a heartbeat. To put it bluntly, it is also a boring reliance between the two of them because of loneliness. It's also an undeserved relationship that breeds when both of them don't know their true identities. Now that everything has been understood thoroughly. Then remember and don't remember. There's really nothing different about it.

It's just that Ling Yue's words are really unreasonable. Hua Lifu was stunned. Immediately, a heart gradually relaxed. No longer speaking, just quietly watching Ling Yue without saying a word.

In fact, a lot of the time. He just wanted to look at her like that, just look at her like that; Then everything is everything. and they were all satisfied. Even if it's just a back. Or a mottled shadow of dust under the sun. Just let him know that she's there and she's in front of him...... That's it.

It's just that Hua Li is more like this. The more she screamed, Ling Yue felt the flow of grief. She took advantage of the thought to get up suddenly. Leave him and turn to leave.

Hua Lian suddenly stepped forward and took a quick step. Raised his hand and hugged her tightly.

It doesn't matter if she's cold or cold, or stubborn. Hua Li didn't listen to a word. He only cares about her, he only cares about her......

Ling Yue's eyebrows trembled. Suddenly, there was an uncontrollable move. He also turned around and hugged him tightly. Catering to his such domineering and enthusiastic hugs. Raised his hand into a fist and pounded his broad arm. Tears flowed down at the same time.

The spring love seems to be only a matter of moments. The impulse of two fiery hearts changed into a close interdependence between lips and teeth. When a kiss hits wantonly. All the confusion has begun to blur.

But only for a moment. After a kiss, the lips touched again. A kiss is about to fall in the air. Hua Ling stopped suddenly.

Everything is too much. Fate is bound to end sooner. What's more. Leng Huali has never been a high-spirited prince. This is in the palace. Or in the Fuyin Pavilion. If there are many people and many eyes, if they are seen by anyone? It's going to be another painstaking trouble.

Ling Yue came back. Appropriate is an afterthought. I was shocked to find that I had just crossed over to such a point with Hua Li. A flush on her beautiful face.

"Under the moon. Smell the old days and go away in a dream." In a trance, Hua Ling suddenly opened his mouth. Four eyes facing each other. I was in the dark. I unconsciously chanted a sentence of sorrowful and sentimental." Qingxi. Liuxi. Lady in the month. Kyaukyao River." Another one that can't help myself. The beautiful woman in front of her is smiling like a spring flower. The mountains and rivers are good, the cape is at the end of the world, and the trees and flowers are not as good as her.

He always does. Every time she made up her mind not to have any more entanglements with him. Partiality came to provoke her again. Ling Yuewu was aggrieved. Sourness and happiness go hand in hand in the river of hearts. Phoenix eyes mist. Shallowly: "A song for you. With He Jia, I look forward to the flow of scenery."

Hua Li's arm holding her soft body was unconsciously tightened again: "Ling ......" called out and opened his mouth to come out. In the end, it was suppressed in my heart. I opened my mouth and it became too weak again." The royal sister ...... "At this moment, he suddenly remembered something. The original love story has turned a corner. The poke whispered in her ear. I'll leave the royal sister first and then leave. Separate the two ways. so as not to be seen."