Yanyang greeted Baili and Gui's gaze, walked towards Baili and Gui, stretched out his hand and lifted the bead curtain, but saw Baili and Gui's disheveled appearance, scattered clothes, faint traces of bruises, and he was stunned when he saw it, "Princess......"

The voice is hoarse, and it is no longer pleasant.

He wondered if that palm just now was too light.

"What's wrong?"

Baili and Gui are obviously impatient, and they are far from the attitude of Feng Ce just now. After straightening out the scattered clothes, his eyes fell on the open window lattice, as if he was thinking about Feng Ce, who had just fallen from there and was still uncertain about his life and death.

"Your Highness, this is not the place for you."

Yan Yang's tone was irresistible, but the sadness between his eyebrows was real.

He also had no intention of being dragged into the mortal world by her, falling into the world, dyed with lead, and never had the same freedom as before.

He was willing, and he protected her.

I also wish to taste the suffering of the world for her.

Even if it is not recovered, it is willing to be the beginning.

The pain of stripping the body, she gave, and he suffered silently.

"Yanyang, this palace just wants to drink happily.

Even you have to stop you......"

Baili and Gui gently closed their eyelids, and tears crossed their palm-sized faces.

She didn't live to think about love.

Wanwei is sincere to her, she is not a strong soldier, and she can't help the emperor's brother to rise to the top, so it's useless, so she doesn't need it.

Although Baili and Gui tried their best to suppress the sorrow in their hearts, they bit their lower lip and threw their shoulders uncontrollably, if they wanted to forget Qingluo, it was equivalent to tearing off the flesh and blood, that kind of determination, she thought that she would never have it in her life.

Qingluo is long gone, but the heart is still chaotic and can't be heard.

Until the three people who confronted each other faintly had the intention of making a move, she raised her eyes coldly and stared at the three of them.

"Yanyang!"

"But there should be a lesson, the princess doesn't have to feel distressed."

Yan Yang took his hand, and there was only indifference on his face.

"Lan Qi, Bai Mei, go down."

Baili and Gui will definitely not just let the two of them retreat, but leave.

The two looked at each other, as if they didn't quite understand the meaning of Baili and Gui, but Baili and Gui's cold eyes were too unsettling, and the two quickly disappeared into the house after saluting.

After Baili and Gui finished explaining, he sat on the soft couch again, his fingertips were cold, and when he looked at Yanyang, there was no temperature in his eyes. She read Qingluo.

Even if she dies, she is willing.

"Princess, you know that Yanyang doesn't mean this."

"Yanyang, I really ......"

It didn't deserve to survive.

The throat was dry and tight, and the arm supporting half of the body was weak to slash off, and Baili and Gui fell heavily on the soft couch.

Tired.

It's really tiring.

She just wanted to close her eyes and never wake up again, to sink into her ethereal gentleness, without always thinking about whether she was acting well, and not having to blame herself all the time.

The love and hatred in the dream are romantic, the love between children is long-lasting, and the dream can make up for the shortcomings of her life.

"Princess!"

Yanyang went up to help Baili and Gui, only to see that on her bloodless little face, the tears were still there, and the blood overflowing from the corners of her mouth stained her purple clothes.

He almost thought she had really let go.

But today's mood suddenly rioted, and it was only because the little guy just now was a little similar to the previous Qingluo.

It's just the similar temperament, not the looks, that she is so herself.

"Princess...... Why are you doing this? ”

Yanyang knew that today's suffering, Baili and Guigui had to suffer by himself, because of her internal turmoil, he didn't dare to interfere rashly, for fear of adding fuel to the fire, and he was afraid that she would disappear.

The pain of love.

She thought silently.

"Drink with me, okay?"

She said calmly, as always, but it was different from the past, as if the person who let Yanyang leave just now was just an illusion.

Baili and Gui stiffly waved the corners of their lips, weak and weak, maybe a quarter of an hour or a few hours ago, she was obviously still unassuming.

Yanyang was bitter in her heart, she used to like to see her laugh the most, but she never thought that she would laugh so sadly......

It's still for other men, but he's not qualified to ask.

"Plum wine?"

Yanyang finally softened his attitude, or he couldn't bear to let her sober up to suffer this mortal sin.

The man who was like the wind didn't wait for the embarrassed woman to speak, and took off his robe and covered Baili and Gui.

She opened her eyes.

His every move caught her eye.

It's not beautiful, it's just the heart-rending pain between the veins, which has long been less clear.

"Well, I want to drink the jars that Yanyang buried under the tree the year before last."

She responded shallowly, with a little coquettishness, trying her best to hide the throbbing at the tip of her heart.

"Then let's change places."

He naturally didn't like a place like Qinglou, but he was in a hurry to leave because he was worried that his reputation would be damaged.

It's just that the ripples in his eyes spread out in circles, and the people in his eyes are like fairies in the water, and others can't touch them, and he can't get them.

There were a lot of feelings in it, but she didn't see it, maybe she pretended not to see it.

The first time he saw her was when she first met Qingluo.

Originally, at that time, he also had the opportunity to stay by her side, but the burden on his body was too heavy, and he didn't dare to impose it on her, so he silently supported the world she didn't know.

"Princess, don't drive Yanyang away......

Leaving the princess's mansion, how can Yanyang live? ”

He shouldn't have come, and he shouldn't have tried to erase the traces of Qingluo's existence with his existence.

He was in her heart, and in the end it was nothing.

"With that palm just now, how do you want Feng Ce to live?"

She has a grudge in her heart, because that person is like Qingluo, and only because Qingluo is too precious.

Because the love and hatred are too muddy, and the blood is too filthy, she touched it, and since then she has lost her green connection, and her sin deserves it, and her sin is unforgivable.

Yanyang closed his eyes, his voice was soft and weak, as if he accepted his fate, and said: "He can't die, don't worry, princess." ”

Feng Ce.

Fenghua's phoenix, the strategy of rebellion.

How could it be dead.

It's just that he didn't expect that she would not hesitate to speculate on herself with the most vicious thoughts.

I haven't felt so powerless in a long time.

Is he really too conceited, thinking that time is medicine, and the injury on the tip of her heart will eventually heal.

Unexpectedly, time is medicine and poison, which makes her and make him miserable.