Refusing to return with relatives (4)

The darkness stretches out in the boundless beauty. The heat spread in the cramped space, and the temperature rose sharply, and the continuous night breeze could not lower the temperature by half a minute.

Her eyes seemed to be on fire, her red lips bloomed, and the night was silent and thrilling.

The silent night is extremely beautiful, and a few stars dotted in trance are scattered on the banks of the Wei River.

He heard her whisper,

Shizi ...... Shizi ......

It seems to suppress the pain and choking, but people can't help but pity, the weak light call causes a tingling, and the sound in the ears is quietly tearing people's hearts and lungs, breeding the desire of the dark night.

Her whole body was hot, and you could feel her heat through her clothes. The last quarter moon hung obliquely on the horizon, and the dark clouds spread over the bright moon, covering a slight light, as if the beauty had faded, half-concealed and half-exposed temptation, and fell into the middle of the night and sank endlessly.

The white clothes were covered with a layer of her green shirt skirt, and the palace chief was sitting in Chu Ranxin's arms, Chu Ranxuan was motionless, holding her in a posture of holding her, but she was tossing and turning in his arms, and he was like sitting on pins and needles.

She was still able to maintain a moment of clarity, but at this moment it had vanished, and it collapsed with the sound of the world.

She whispered and wept, her face red to the base of her ears and neck, and the color of Fangfei spread all the way into her clothes.

The carriage came to a halt,

"Lord Wang, it's here."

There was silence outside, with the occasional sound of birds fluttering their wings.

Chu Ranyu took off his coat and picked up the palace chief jue, and the white bird suddenly flapped its wings and flew away from the side of the road.

Fireflies are dotted, and they are swirling around the basil on the banks of the river, and on the tips of the grass.

The moon was as cool as water, Chu Ranxin tapped his toes lightly, and jumped into the Wei River. The water splashed everywhere, and the cold water of the lake seeped into the bone marrow, making people shiver with cold.

The river overflowed his shoulder, and the palace chief leaned on his shoulder, but the cold and biting water made her regain some senses.

In the vast silence and gloom, the river reflected the moon, and stars fell on the horizon.

Gong Changjue only felt that the fire in his body was gradually extinguished in the cold river water, and it was no longer hot again.

The river washed over her body, and the cold wind closed the water-soaked clothes, as if to freeze the person.

Chu Ran's eyes were as deep as ink, just looking at the palace chief, the cold fell into his body, it seemed to be poisonous, his body still retained the memories of sitting in the ice room for seven days, and the memories of those pains and torments came to his heart.

Gong Changjue slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep in his arms.

Chu Ranyu walked out of the river step by step, the cold wind poured in from the soaked robe, and the cold almost turned into pain, and the pain seemed to wear out people's internal organs.

He hugged the palace chief tightly to prevent the cold wind from blowing on her.

He wrapped his coat around her, and the night was getting darker, but he didn't feel cold. At this moment, he felt that he was the only one in heaven and earth, holding her, standing alone on the vast earth and looking back.

She didn't respond in the shreddest, just pale, and lived in the moonlight with a look that was colder than the moonlight. It was a bleak and a mess, and the moon seemed to become very large, hanging behind the people, and shining greatly in the sky, only touching a little river, and the place where it met became a rippling wave, sleeping between basil and loneliness.

The carriage moved slowly, and he could hear his heart beating to the sound of the carriage slapping.

Maybe this will not be too long, and it will be extremely difficult to have such an opportunity.

She was still by her side, and no one in the world disturbed the peace except him and her.

She didn't know how broken and desperate he was in a place she couldn't see, and when she thought of her, he was like walking in the middle of the night, without a lamp or a moon. There is no one to guide the way, no wind to lead the way.

It's okay if she just doesn't know.

Sometimes he was a little ignorant and naïve, he didn't believe that she had lived for nearly twenty years in his previous life, and sometimes he was so resolute that he didn't have a chance to protect her.

What was he like in the world she had existed in?

It's probably hard to do what she wants in this world.

That's why she jumped off the cliff and returned to him again.

Let him in this life have the opportunity to hold hands with her.

The concubine plans to marry her, even now, she has never said this sentence to him.

But in her previous life, she was thinking about this sentence in her heart and turned her eyes to him.

Tonight, he could have pushed the boat with the water, but he didn't, because she said no, and he understood that she had left all the good things in her imagination of a big wedding, and he didn't want to destroy it.

The concubine intends to marry her, the words are sincere, and the words are like a thousand pounds.

It is her truest wish.

It was her only wish before she had ever encountered these filthy worlds.

Gong Changjue opened his eyes and woke up slowly, but saw that he was sleeping on the bed, and the screen window outside was shining brightly, and the sky was about to dawn.

The curtain tent is sparse and falling, swaying slightly, hanging down all over the room.

She got up and went to pick up the smoky blue curtains, between the layers of curtains, her slender figure appeared, she saw a man with his back to her lighting the lamp, and the lampstand was also painted with a lotus flower, bright and delicate, the pattern engraved specially, not like a mortal thing.

A little jasmine-scented incense wafted into her nose, and a stack of parchment rolls lay on the table, apparently just flipping through them.

As soon as Gong Changjue wanted to speak, he lifted another layer of veil, but he woke up in an instant.

The palace chief sat up on the bed suddenly, the smoky blue curtains disappeared, and the sky outside the screen window was already bright, and the room was lit with soothing incense, so faint that it was almost impossible to smell. And Comb took the lampstand and stepped forward, and put it on a few cases next to the bed,

"Why did Miss wake up so early?"

Gong Changjue was still a little confused, unable to distinguish between Fang Cai's dream and today's reality.

Those smoky blue curtains, she didn't seem to have seen them for the first time, when she was just reborn, she had seen them once, and in the dream, it was extremely real, so real that people couldn't believe that it was fake, the clear lampstand and back, was it just her hallucination?

The palace chief lowered his eyes, it was just a dream, she must have thought too much.

Gong Changjue suddenly remembered the events of last night, and her memory was only until she came back in the carriage with Chu Ranxuan, and she didn't remember anything else.

The chief of the palace pressed his temples,

"How did I get back last night?"

Comb Yan picked up a teacup, poured hot tea, and the heat rose.

"It was Chu Shizi who sent you back, you were wearing Chu Shizi's coat when you came back, Mrs. originally heard the report that you were back, and got up temporarily to pick you up, at that time, I saw that the young lady was soaked, and she was still wearing the coat of the prince, she was startled, and the second master almost didn't draw a knife at Chu Shizi."

The palace chief said busily,

"What about the son? Is there anything wrong with the son? ”

Comb and hold hot tea,

"Chu Shizi explained in a timely manner, saying that the young lady was in the palace banquet, because the palace banquet was chaotic, and accidentally fell into the water, so she came back soaked."

The palace chief took the cup, and the maid brought the copper basin with hot water.

"Are my mother and uncle suspicious?"

Comb said,

"Suspicious?"

"Miss, isn't the truth as Chu Shizi said?"

The palace chief hurriedly stopped the comb and said,

"It's okay, it's just that the palace banquet is too chaotic, I'm afraid my uncle and mother will worry."

Combing the concubine, the palace chief turned his eyes away.

Last night, she seemed to fall asleep drunk in the Dogwood Pavilion all at once, and then she woke up in the carriage, and she was still dry at that time, why did she come back soaked and wrapped in the coat of the son?

The moon sank into the water, the sound of the water crushing, and the clear water splashed suddenly.

The murmur of the son of the world reappeared in his ears.

Gong Changjue's face suddenly turned red.

Those, are they dreams?

Could it be that it happened last night?

This severing and intermittent memory all started with that glass of wine, Ruo Su...... Joso's glass of wine.

Gong Changjue recalled her dizziness after drinking, and thought she was drunk, but now it looks like she has been drugged

And Ruosu that night, now recalling, seems to have a rounder face, a thinner voice, and no difference from Ruosu in the big topic, but Ruosu wears a human skin mask, and there is a trace between her ears for a long time, especially in the light and shadow. The ears are almost translucent, but Ruosu last night, her face was half dark, but she didn't see the transparency of her ears at all.

The details that I didn't pay attention to were resurfaced in the memories one after another, and they were presented in front of me.

That person was not Ruosu, if she hadn't been in a hurry to see the fireworks, she would have been able to see it, but now, that person was not Ruosu, there must have been something wrong with the wine she was given.

Gong Changjue thought of Yang Sheng for no reason, and hurriedly asked,

"Did anything happen in the palace last night?"

Combian took the towel from the hand of the palace chief and immersed it in the water,

"No, it seems that I only heard that the urn Yu was arrested, this banquet is full of joy, the fireworks can be seen at the door of our palace, it is really beautiful, but the people are complaining very much, I am afraid that the dissatisfaction with Emperor Yuan will have to add some, it is already full of disgust, and now I am afraid that this disgust will spread out."

Gong Changjue frowned,

"What about the Prince? Is it still a prince? ”

Comb didn't understand the meaning of Gong Changjue's words, but said,

"The prince is naturally still the prince, is Miss worried about the prince being deposed?"

Gong Changjue shook his head,

"No, it shouldn't be the crown prince."

Gong Changjue lowered his eyes, what the hell is going on? Yang Sheng didn't usurp the throne, and she didn't know what happened after drinking that glass of wine. Did something change happen last night?

Gong Changjue suddenly remembered what Ren Xuanji said that variables would kill her and those close to her.

Is this a variable?

What was in the plan suddenly changed its trajectory and direction inexplicably.

Has it changed for the cause?

Gong Changjue looked at the clothes on his body and hurriedly asked,

"Where's the son's clothes?"

Comb smiling,

"I've taken it and washed it. If Miss wants it, I can only talk about it tomorrow. ”

Gong Changjue tightened his clothes, what happened last night? Why did she jump into the river with Chu Ranxing?

Refusing to return with relatives (4)

The darkness stretches out in the boundless beauty. The heat spread in the cramped space, and the temperature rose sharply, and the continuous night breeze could not lower the temperature by half a minute.

Her eyes seemed to be on fire, her red lips bloomed, and the night was silent and thrilling.

The silent night is extremely beautiful, and a few stars dotted in trance are scattered on the banks of the Wei River.

He heard her whisper,

Shizi ...... Shizi ......

It seems to suppress the pain and choking, but people can't help but pity, the weak light call causes a tingling, and the sound in the ears is quietly tearing people's hearts and lungs, breeding the desire of the dark night.

Her whole body was hot, and you could feel her heat through her clothes. The last quarter moon hung obliquely on the horizon, and the dark clouds spread over the bright moon, covering a slight light, as if the beauty had faded, half-concealed and half-exposed temptation, and fell into the middle of the night and sank endlessly.

The white clothes were covered with a layer of her green shirt skirt, and the palace chief was sitting in Chu Ranxin's arms, Chu Ranxuan was motionless, holding her in a posture of holding her, but she was tossing and turning in his arms, and he was like sitting on pins and needles.

She was still able to maintain a moment of clarity, but at this moment it had vanished, and it collapsed with the sound of the world.

She whispered and wept, her face red to the base of her ears and neck, and the color of Fangfei spread all the way into her clothes.

The carriage came to a halt,

"Lord Wang, it's here."

There was silence outside, with the occasional sound of birds fluttering their wings.

Chu Ranyu took off his coat and picked up the palace chief jue, and the white bird suddenly flapped its wings and flew away from the side of the road.

Fireflies are dotted, and they are swirling around the basil on the banks of the river, and on the tips of the grass.

The moon was as cool as water, Chu Ranxin tapped his toes lightly, and jumped into the Wei River. The water splashed everywhere, and the cold water of the lake seeped into the bone marrow, making people shiver with cold.

The river overflowed his shoulder, and the palace chief leaned on his shoulder, but the cold and biting water made her regain some senses.

In the vast silence and gloom, the river reflected the moon, and stars fell on the horizon.

Gong Changjue only felt that the fire in his body was gradually extinguished in the cold river water, and it was no longer hot again.

The river washed over her body, and the cold wind closed the water-soaked clothes, as if to freeze the person.

Chu Ran's eyes were as deep as ink, just looking at the palace chief, the cold fell into his body, it seemed to be poisonous, his body still retained the memories of sitting in the ice room for seven days, and the memories of those pains and torments came to his heart.

Gong Changjue slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep in his arms.

Chu Ranyu walked out of the river step by step, the cold wind poured in from the soaked robe, and the cold almost turned into pain, and the pain seemed to wear out people's internal organs.

He hugged the palace chief tightly to prevent the cold wind from blowing on her.

He wrapped his coat around her, and the night was getting darker, but he didn't feel cold. At this moment, he felt that he was the only one in heaven and earth, holding her, standing alone on the vast earth and looking back.

She didn't respond in the shreddest, just pale, and lived in the moonlight with a look that was colder than the moonlight. It was a bleak and a mess, and the moon seemed to become very large, hanging behind the people, and shining greatly in the sky, only touching a little river, and the place where it met became a rippling wave, sleeping between basil and loneliness.

The carriage moved slowly, and he could hear his heart following the horse