But it was already clear (1)

Gong Changjue still drank wine in the end.

Guan Wuwu drank three glasses, she drank one glass, and she was a little confused, I don't know if Guan Wuwu was fooling around, or Guihua Brew was really delicious, or she was panicked because she had something in her heart, she unconsciously poured the wine down like water.

Guan Wu forgets the way,

"You don't have anything to ask me?"

The palace chief nodded dizzily,

"Yes."

"Why, my father and uncle came to you, and you didn't tell me?"

Guan Wu forgot to smile,

"Because he'll tell you."

Gong Changjue held his face, closed his eyes, and did not answer.

Guan Wu forgets the way,

"I thought you'd ask me if I ever brought him to a place like this."

Gong Changjue waved his hand, a little slurred,

"There's no way he's going to come to a place like that."

Guan Wu forgot to smile,

"How do you know who I'm talking about."

Gong Changjue didn't answer, but he picked up the wine glass and drank it all again.

Guan Wu forgets the way,

"Normally, he wouldn't come, but he'll come today."

Gong Changjue opened his eyes slightly, and Guan Wuwei in front of him turned into a vague ghost.

"For... Why. ”

Guan Wuwu didn't speak, just smiled and poured himself a full glass.

The palace chief said,

"Wait a minute... Remember to go to the first teahouse on the street to look for a comb... You've seen it...... Tell her to take me back. ”

Guan Wu forgets the way,

"You're so drunk, and you remember so many things."

Chu Ranyu pushed the door and entered, and saw the palace chief holding his face, staring at Guan Wuwu with his eyes in confusion.

Guan Wuwu raised his eyes and glanced at Chu Ranxing.

Turning to the palace chief and asking,

"Gong Changjue, let me ask you a question."

Gong Changjue shook his head, nodded again, and supported half of his face with his hand,

"Forget it, you ask."

Guan Wu forgets the way,

"Do you like Chu Ranxuan?"

Gong Changjue nodded his head subconsciously, but immediately began to shake his head, and asked with a big tongue,

"You...... Who are you talking about? ”

Guan Wuwu smiled and got up to leave.

Chu Ranxuan said lightly,

"Don't let her come to a place like this in the future."

Guan Wu forgets to spread the fan,

"Got it."

Guan Wu forgot to push the door and walked out.

Gong Changjue lay on the table, unconsciously holding the wine glass in his hand, knocked on the table again and again, and replied softly,

"I don't like it."

Don't dare to like it.

Chu Ranxing's footsteps paused slightly, but when she saw that the palace chief was swaying, she was about to fall off her seat, but Chu Ranxuan hurriedly stepped forward to catch her.

But the palace chief suddenly cried,

"It hurts so much."

She grabbed Chu Ranyu's clothes,

"It really hurts."

Chu Ranxin thought that she had hit somewhere when she fell, and saw her covering her neck and hurriedly pulling her hand away, but she didn't see any injuries.

Gong Changjue wept silently, did not open her eyes, and two lines of tears fell from her eyes,

"The moment the hairpin pierced my throat, it really hurt."

Chu Ranxuan frowned slightly,

"When?"

Gong Changjue whimpered,

"It really hurts, I don't dare do it again."

She wept bitterly and tugged at the hem of his garment,

"Why did you jump down with me, why did you die with me, do you know how scared and helpless I was when I first dreamed that you jumped down with me."

Chu Ranyu's face was solemn.

But the palace chief jue grabbed the placket of his clothes and cried bitterly,

"You're only twenty-three years old, how can you die for me."

But Chu Ranxuan's brows were tightly furrowed.

Who is she talking about?

Gong Changjue cried out of breath,

"Every time I dream about it, I'm scared to death, but I dream of that scene every night, how can you do that."

"The cliff is so high, you can jump whatever you say."

"You're only twenty-three years old, you haven't married a wife, there's a lot of scenery you haven't seen, there's a lot of things you haven't tried."

She fell on top of him, but he stiffened.

She muttered,

"The world is too torturous, I shouldn't have braided a sword spike for you, I shouldn't have watched you go to the hairpin to parade the streets, I shouldn't have picked up that handkerchief, the fire was so big, I thought I wouldn't see you in my life."

She leaned into his arms and murmured,

"When the hairpin was paraded on the street, I threw it to you, but you didn't pick it up, so why bother to pick it up again."

Chu Ranxuan looked at Palace Chief Jue's face,

It turned out that she went back to the fire to pick up a handkerchief.

A handkerchief that was thrown to a sweetheart.

She had woven a sword spike for that man, watched that man parade through the streets with hairpins, and even threw him an embroidered handkerchief.

But that person, not him.

Chu Ranyu suddenly remembered that at the banquet, he wanted to say that he had a marriage contract with her to cover it up, but she did not hesitate to hold Zuo Jin's hand, saying that she and Zuo Jin were in love.

Zuo Jin took the imperial examination last year and was a second-class passer.

Zuo Jin is exactly twenty-three years old this year.

She... Fall in love with him.

The windows facing Yunyuefang Street were blown by the wind one by one, and the words of people in the distance seemed to be extremely far away, and gradually became inaudible.

The warm light in the distance went out in his eyes for a moment.

In his memory, the smiling face of a little girl flashed by, and she held his hand,

"Brother, I know there's an abandoned house next to it, and those men in black can't find you."

In the dark night, his face was indistinct, his white clothes were stained, and his body was covered with blood.

The little girl clenched his hand,

"When it's dawn, my brother can go home."

He squeezed her hand.

Three years later, she fell from the wall and disturbed a peach tree.

In his memory, she seemed to have come through thousands of mountains and rivers, and she felt a little strange at this moment.

The wind will blow right on Yunyuefang Street and the windows will be shut.

Chu Ranxuan hugged the palace chief jue horizontally.

He thought she had liked it and would always be like it, but he was too conceited.

The country is easy to change, and the truth of the vicissitudes of life, he doesn't understand, but in the face of her, he can't help but have a more longing.

But the country has changed thousands of times, and the vicissitudes of life have changed thousands of times, how can it just stop changing in them.

She always has the qualifications to look forward, and she chooses to remember or forget, and he can't help it.

Every fallen flower can't go back to the branches, and they can't go back to the past.

Large expanses of moonlight were sprinkled on the eaves, clear and lonely, and cold as ice.

Gong Changjue woke up, only to feel that her head hurt like a burst, she sat up with her temples pressed, and combed her busy to the front and said,

"Miss, you're awake."

Gong Changjue rubbed his temples, he couldn't remember what happened after last night, he only remembered that he seemed to have drunk wine with Guan Wuyue,

The palace chief said,

"How did I get back last night?"

Comb handed her tea,

"Miss came back by herself last night. I was in the teahouse, and someone told me that you should go back first, Miss. Suspicious, I went back to the house and found that the young lady was already lying in bed. ”

Gong Changjue frowned slightly,

"I came back on my own?"

Comb nodded,

"Miss did come back by herself, when the slave came back, you were the only one in the room, but it's so strange, why didn't the guards and the housekeepers see Miss?"

Gong Changjue took the teacup, thinking that Guan Wushu had probably sent her back, according to his character, it was normal not to go through the main gate.

The wall is not too high, and it would be strange if the guards at the door could see it, and they would have stepped over it with a slight leap for people like them.