It is a city government that talks about it, it is also the excellence of the sky and the birds flying, it is the lingering thoughts of the song and never forgets, and it is also the regret of looking back at the endless with shame and indignation.

Everyone is drunk, with the fragrant koji, with the sultry evening breeze.

There is only one song in the world that is addicted to lovesickness, but everyone knows that it is the person who plays the piano who sings and gets drunk.

The night was quiet, windless and quiet.

Suddenly, there was a murmur, and a shiny string suddenly rolled up.

A wonderful music finally broke up.

Everyone's eyes were once again entrenched in the bamboo pavilion.

I saw that the woman in white was pale, covering her chest as if in extreme pain, and her willow eyebrows were frowned.

With a "bang", the guqin fell to the ground, the strings were all broken, and the woman fell to the ground, blood overflowing from the corners of her mouth, fiery red, and more and more magnificent in the dark night of late autumn.

The sky in front of me didn't seem to be the sky, and the surroundings were not the ground, but I felt that the sky was spinning, and the cramping pain in my abdomen was unbearable.

The noise became louder and louder, like a sparse elf in the dark night, and he saw a figure running from him, but before he could see the man's face, he closed his eyes tightly, not distinguishing between right and wrong.

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The night was thick, a line of nightingales on the branches of the moon, and countless cries outside the window were rising.

One finger is distinct, delicate but with a little abrasive cocoon, it is a pair of hands that have experienced the baptism of wind and snow, no longer immature but full of affection.

The moonlight outside the window slipped into the room, and the white stone floor was sprinkled with water.

The coolness of the palm touched the woman's eyebrows, and she seemed to be extremely unstable in her sleep, and her eyebrows were always wrinkled.

The moonlight sprinkled on half of his body, and there was no one in the dark night, and there was no sound before he dared to enter through the window.

The woman's face under the palm of her hand is still beautiful, like a poem, engraved into the flavor of life but still as bright as a galaxy, it is so gorgeous and dazzling.

But such a pair of black and white eyes are always on guard against him, and they are no longer as clear as usual.

His girl, unconsciously, had changed her appearance, but she was still good-looking, but she built an embankment with him.

His eyes gradually cooled, and he couldn't understand where the alienation between the two came from and how he could solve it.

She changed and didn't seem to change, but she was like a thin wisp of light smoke, which she couldn't grasp in her hand and couldn't hold it tightly.

Jiang Junqing's eyebrows and eyes became deeper and deeper in the dark night in the thin moonlight, and her jaw was as sharp as a knife.

For a long time, he let out a sigh and melted into the boundless night.

Outsiders all sigh that the young woman of Sufu looks like a city, but she is cold-hearted, pampered and arrogant, and unpopular.

But he knew that under the coldness was a heart that was beating more and more, gurgling, and under the calm eyes was the vastness of the waves.

Rumors poured out in Kyoto, but he was the only one who could see the depth under her eyebrows.

is such a strange woman, who makes him think about it day and night, makes him sleep, and is such a wonderful woman, which makes him determined for life.

The world and her, he wants to take it into his pocket.

Feeling the heat from his palm, the woman frowned slightly, and the next moment her eyes opened slightly, and at first glance she saw a man bathed in moonlight sitting in front of the bed.

Seeing her wake up, Jiang Junqing's hand reluctantly took it back.

"How are you doing? The doctor said that you were poisoned into three points. ”

Mo Ran's body hadn't healed yet, and she stood up weakly, "Well, what's going on outside?" ”

"I've been on. The Emperor punished this matter severely, and now that your sister is detained in the account, it is estimated that she will be escorted back to Beijing tomorrow to investigate the matter. ”

She didn't answer, nodding slightly.

With another sigh, he stared into her eyes, "Mo Ran, you're not usually like this, you said that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it." ”

Even though the city was quite deep, she had never gambled with her life before.

Mo Ran smiled slightly, taking advantage of the moonlight to be a little desolate.

Sure enough, the only person in this world who understands her so deeply is probably the man in front of her.

She didn't say it, he also knew what she would do next, and the two had been together for several years, but they didn't know that they had cultivated such a tacit understanding.

"It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's that those two are really stupid."

In her previous life, she had lost count of how many times she had been saddened by them in her days in Su Mansion, and she had just paid off a little bit in front of her.

"That's it, I will let the emperor find out about this matter, and it will definitely not stand in your way again."

Mo Ran answered softly.

Turning his head to look at the bright moon outside the window.

There was a moment of peace between the two, and the relationship between the two in her heart would not be abrupt at such a moment, and she would not feel rusty if she didn't speak.

Because of such a tacit understanding, she decided that he had to be in her last life.

The woman stared up at the moon in the sky, while the only person in the man's eyes was reflected.

After a long time, Jiang Junqing spoke again, "Tomorrow night is the last night in Autumn Mountain." ”

Mo Ran turned his eyes to him.

He continued, "There's a small town behind Akiyama, and you haven't had a chance to visit it yet. ”

He said, holding her with a cool hand, "I'll take you to see it tomorrow night." ”

She stared into his eyes, listening to him say everything in his heart, and such a serious look couldn't stop him from sinking again and again.

She knew that any more glance would be a sin.

Mo Ran turned his head silently, no longer looked at him, and spoke for a while, "Tomorrow, it is estimated that Su Fu will send someone to send me back first." ”

Although she is now poisoned, she is resting in the palace, but according to Su Yingzhi's character, she will definitely be allowed to return to Kyoto to recuperate, and she does not dare to delay in the emperor's palace.

"I believe in you."

I believe you have a way to stay.

A wisp of sorrow condensed between her eyebrows, whether she was happy or worried, and she answered in a moment.

There are some things that should be made clear.

Even though she still can't forget him at the moment, and she will fall into the whirlpool at any more glance, she really can't be so ruthless and use him.

She was a little worried and worried.

It was late at night, and it would be dawn in a few hours.

She withdrew her hand and looked at him, "You go and rest too." ”

The tiredness hidden in his eyes and the red threads in his eyes still did not escape her eyes.

Jiang Junqing stared at her for a long time, and then got up, this time he went back from the main entrance.

Open the door and a cool breeze spills in.

He suddenly stopped and looked back, "Don't worry about the sachet." "Won't let you down.

The wordless tacit understanding between them was that he only had to say the first half of the sentence, and she already understood his mind.

When the door was closed, she stared at it for a long time.

She still had palpitations for a long time, and the tacit understanding that overflowed with words made her feel tired.

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The next day, as expected, Ye Wei was escorted to Luoyang City, and thought about it in the Su Mansion until he found out what happened, although the regent Jiang Junqing repeatedly intervened, but in the end it was only Su Yingzhi's family matter.

But Su Moran understood that according to Jiang Junqing's temperament, she would not easily spare this matter, just because this matter involved her.

Of course, Su Yingyi had already sent someone to pass the word and asked Mo Ran to go back in the carriage first, and she asked Bi Luo to reply, saying that she was not feeling well and wanted to rest for another day and wait to go back with them tomorrow.

Su Yingzhi was displeased, but the young emperor had already spoken and allowed Mo Ran to rest in the palace, so he had nothing to say.