In the deep palace. The moonlight is pleasant, so beautiful.

The moonlight shining in the house is also so moving. It's so touching that you can't tell whether it's a beautiful person or a beautiful wine.

Kou Huan'er sat in front of her bed, it had been three months, and he had slept in her bed all night, but he kept a distance from him that he shouldn't have kept.

Huan'er has gone to her own coat, only wearing thin underwear, the scenery inside the clothes is beautiful, but in Jing Ruoran's eyes, it is so bland, dressed or not, it can't attract his attention at all, what he likes is her temperament, although there is a feeling of Dongshi's imitation, but he still likes it.

Outsiders said in the palace that the emperor and queen mother were happy night and night, and they were afraid that they would soon have to open up branches and leaves for the emperor's family, but Huan'er knew that if they got along like this, even if it was three years, even if it was three lives, there would be no chance to spread the leaves.

Watch him pour wine into his mouth cup by glass. It's not wine, it's tea.

After cutting his long hair, Huan'er really couldn't stand it, so he got up and walked to Jing Ruoran's side, stretched out his hand and touched his face, it has been three months, every night, he will stay in his palace, get along with himself, but never do anything, his mind, Huan'er knows.

"Would the emperor like some tea?" Huan'er asked lightly, for fear of disturbing Jing Ruoran, who was slightly drunk and closed her eyes to recuperate. This man is so good-looking, and he is heroic between his eyebrows. The face is so good-looking, as if it were a fairy. By this time he was drunk, drunk and drunk with such wine. He was dressed in a yellow robe and sat reclining on a chair. His eyes were still closed.

"Call me if." Jing Ruoran's eyes were misty. The white-haired woman in his eyes is so indifferent, Huan'er has her temperament, so he is willing to stay by Huan'er's side, even if it is lonely, it is also a down-to-earth feeling.

"If so." Huan'er screamed softly, and then sent the warm tea to Jing Ruoran's lips, but he didn't open his mouth, it was the first time that such a kissing title was called out of Huan'er's mouth.

"Feed me." Although Jing Ruoran didn't drink too much wine, he was drunk, and everyone was drunk if he was not drunk. Drunk and meek on that side. Her indifference is not something anyone can learn.

Huan'er was shocked, I don't know what to do, although she has been married to him for three months, but for three months, the closest distance between herself and him is an accidental physical touch, and now he wants to feed him by himself.

"Feed me mouth-to-mouth." Jing Ruoran saw her hesitation, and prompted with drunken eyes.

Huan'er took a sip of tea and gently sent it to his lips, the corners of his mouth were still stained with wine, and as soon as he touched his lips, he attracted a fiery kiss, so domineering. Don't give her a chance to breathe.

Huan'er murmured, this feeling is how many times she has dreamed and looked forward to it, but what she didn't expect was that it really came true today.

"You know what? You're like a fairy, so I don't dare think anything about you. Kissing Huan'er's ear and lips, Jing Ruoran whispered softly.

This sentence. Huan'er understood, her tears flowed, but she didn't want to miss such an opportunity, because this was an opportunity to be one with him.

"Am I not right next to you? I'm not a fairy, I'm just your woman. Huan'er echoed his words, as if she was afraid that he would suddenly wake up, and that fear made her heart tighten even more.

"I love you, so much love you. Do you know? Jing Ruoran is afraid that he is really drunk, and he can't tell who the person under him is, and his gentleness can only be had by one person.

"I know, I know, I love you too." Huan'er grasped this opportunity of happiness that would come at any time. This man, the dragon among men, is his emperor and queen. She doesn't want to be a nominal husband and wife for the rest of her life, even if it's one night, she is satisfied.

His kiss landed on her face, lips, collarbone, all the way down, Huan'er knew what was going to happen next, she didn't refuse, let him ask for it.

The Spring Festival is a night, and this night, Huan'er got what she deserved, but there was also an obvious loss. In his heart, she is the heaviest. What do you have, stand for yourself.

After a long night, he fell asleep, but Kou Huan'er did not sleep all night.

The beauty is in her arms, but it is not her. It's not what she wants, but it's what she chooses.

"Brother Che, when are we leaving?" Zi Ruoqing fell into Shangguan Jueai's arms, raised her peerless face, and looked at Shangguan Jueai innocently. Shangguan Jueai gently pushed her out of his arms.

"Wait a little longer." Shangguan Jueai sighed, it was rare to feel like this, so reluctant to leave this lovely place. The mountains and rivers here are pure, and it is in the middle of the East China Sea, which is a good pure land. If you can stay here for a long time, you must be able to have a good mood and get rid of the strife of mundane things.

Zi Ruoqing's heart suddenly fell to the bottom. His heart, sure enough, is no longer the heart he first met many years ago, who stole her heart, Zi Ruoqing has a shot in her heart.

"Brother Toh. When will you marry me openly? Zi Ruoqing was too dissatisfied with Shangguan Jueai's coldness. After a few days, his communication with himself is only superficial, and he can no longer find the heart-to-heart connection of many years ago.

"Qing'er, you know, I can't give you a name in this life?" After Shangguan Jueai calmed down, he solemnly replied to Zi Ruoqing, just this sentence, Zi Ruoqing knew that Shangguan Jueai had rejected her.

"Why?" Zi Ruoqing didn't give up, thinking that back then, he was so resolute in vowing to marry her, and now that he is no longer young, he hopes to be his rightful woman, but he doesn't marry.

"I have a wife, and I can only have one woman in my life, and that is Kou Le'er." Shangguan Jueai seems to have figured it out a lot. In this life, I can have a beautiful woman like Ko Leer as my wife, and I am satisfied, why ask for so much? A woman's heart, after all, is a piece of tissue paper, if you poke it, there will be a hole, and she can't give her heart to other women now, even if Kou Leer is not by her side.

"But she has resolutely divorced you, so why should you worry about her anymore?" What Zi Ruoqing said made some sense. However, she can't understand the grievances and grievances.

"Joke, in this world, only men divorce their wives, how can there be women who divorce their husbands. Besides, she said that the divorce was just her own words, and I haven't agreed yet, there is a marriage letter between us, but there is no divorce letter, so she is my wife, and she will be for the rest of her life. "Shangguan Jueai seems to be a little unreasonable, this hateful woman actually learns from a man's style. He gave himself a break alive.

"I'm afraid it's also your wishful thinking." Zi Ruoqing rarely used such words to Shangguan Jueai, in her heart, Shangguan Jueai has always been a man worthy of deep love, but she didn't expect that at this time, she was disappointed in her love, she had waited for so many years, was it worth it or not.

"I owe her so much, even if it's wishful thinking on my part now, I admit it." The disappointment that he had never had was shown on Shangguan Jueai's face, his expression was so solemn, I don't know when it began, his face had a faint melancholy. It was like the gloom on Kou Le'er's face.

"Brother Che, it will be very painful for you to go on like this." Zi Ruoqing's heart was still a little unbearable, the man standing in front of her was something she loved deeply and had not changed for many years. Looking at the endless melancholy on his good-looking face, her heart felt a complete pain. I want to help him share his unhappiness in any way, but I don't know where to start.

"I'm sorry, Qing'er, I'm afraid I won't be able to give you the life you want." Again, a long sigh. Shangguan Jueai looked a little helpless. Many years ago, my biggest dream was to marry the woman in front of me. What I didn't expect was that time has passed, and I married someone else by mistake, and now, when this woman begged herself to marry her, she couldn't make up her mind, why is it true that Kou Leer is too deeply rooted in her heart.

"If you can't give it to me. Then why did you come to me all the way far? What do you mean by that? Zi Ruoqing's face changed greatly, that good-looking face was completely deformed, such a result was not what she wanted to see, nor was it something she could accept.

"Qing'er, I feel uneasy when I hurt you." This is the reason why Shangguan absolutely loves her, she can be sent away if she is not at ease, and the result is so cruel.

"Are you upset? A perfect reason, a disturbance sent me away. I remember that you and I had a flower before the moon and a moon, and a vow not to marry if you were not in Iraq. Today, you can divide your feelings for me as an uneasy one that is about to be over. Am I misreading you? Or have you fundamentally broken off your love? Zi Ruoqing cried and accused Shangguan of absolute love. Perhaps, in this world, she is the only one who dares to do this.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry. I can't give you anything. So you have to stop thinking about it. "Perhaps, this is what Shangguan Jueai really wants to say to Zi Ruoqing, what can't he give her?

"And what can you give me? I don't need anything, I just want you. As long as you are my man. Is it so difficult to ask for such a request? It was at this time that Zi Ruoqing truly understood Shangguan's heart. He doesn't want her anymore, years of affection, years of affection are gone.

"Qing'er, from now on, you will be my sister, my own sister, I will use my life to take good care of you." This is the only thing Shangguan Jueai can promise her, and it is also the only thing that can be done.

"I don't, I just want you, I want to be with you." Zi Ruoqing wrapped her arms around Shangguan Jueai's waist from behind, breathing in the manly aura on his body to her heart's content. It smells as good as it did years ago.

"Qing'er, let go of me. I'm your brother. Shangguan Jueai pumped her hand, ignored her with tears, and strode out of the room.