The cold wind swept the snowflakes. Crazy scratching. Inside and outside the Moon City. Lost in a white field of vision. Quiet morning. Graceful as a silent night. Except that the wind blows against the windows. Every now and then there is a creaking sound. All. It's as quiet as late at night.

The breeze pushes open the door to the study. Jun Shijun sat there indifferently. Expressionless face. Sit there steadily. She shook the snow off her body. before walking over." Rajah. I haven't slept all night."

"Slept. I'm still dreaming." Jun Shinuo moved his lips. This is the case. It seems to have been put in the throat for a long time. Just wait for the breeze to ask. And he spat it out of his throat.

The breeze is suspicious." What did the prince dream of?"

"I dreamed of Mochizuki." Jun Shinuo said a few words definitely. Suddenly he raised his eyes and looked at the breeze." Breeze. Remember. I told you. Hit small. Mochizuki has thoughts of suicide. That girl was born blessed. I may have suffered a lot of grievances in my childhood. You see. I let her go anyway. I. Is it still human?"

Qingfeng said lightly. King you. Did you dream that Miss Yan resented you?"

"Nope. Far from complaining. You're still smiling at me. That bamboo forest. That little girl. The red coat. She was riding a horse. Laughing farther away. It's all so true." Jun Shinuo said. The tone became choked." Breeze. Do you know. I just reached out. I want to grab that red dress. And he woke up. Empty-handed. She left me nothing. Except for that dream."

Jun Shinuo finished speaking. Put your hands on your forehead. Half-covered face. Strongly suppresses the emotions in the heart.

"But. . . Rajah. Miss Yan. She. I've never been dressed in red. She hadn't ridden a horse either."

Jun Shinuo raised his eyebrows. His eyes froze for a moment. Don't open and don't see the wind. He understood what Qingfeng wanted to say. What Qingfeng wants to say is. Will. The childhood man in the dream. It's not about looking at the moon. But. Don't forget. The moon has their token. Yan Mochiyue knows Dr. Guan. Yan Mochizuki knows the bamboo forest. Yan Mochizuki also knows. He gave. A promise made by yourself. How could it not be her.

Person. You can't be so forgetful. It can't be because they're no longer in the world. Just use some beautiful lies to make up for your own regrets. Use this to make yourself feel better. It's so selfish.

The breeze is there. In fact. It's one thing to dream. Thinking about it every day. Dream at night. In Jun Shinuo's subconscious. I was too mindful of the fact that I was responsible for the moon. I miss the promise I made back then. will never forget. He never forgets. Not Mochizuki himself. But I don't forget the little girl back then. Otherwise. Why does it appear so often in his dreams? It's always that girl. Instead of the words of the moon a few days ago.

Jun Shinuo took a deep breath. I said slowly." Breeze. Let you check the whereabouts of the King of Ease. There's no news."

"Investigating. There seems to be little movement from the King of Ease lately. I can't feel his presence anymore."

"He didn't move. is impossible. Every day they cry out for the people's lives. A day without asking for life. He felt sick in his heart." Jun Shinuo smiled faintly. Then he became deeply worried. I turned my eyes and saw the window screen swaying in the wind. The thick eyebrows slowly locked. Sigh softly." This year's snow fell. It's been too long. It's been two months of tossing. Not a good sign. It's been an eventful time. If you post the royal list. It shows that the emperor is seriously ill in bed. I want to see Shaoyu's side. This is the fastest way to do it. But. Doesn't that make the people's hearts unstable. Marquis Zhao finally rushed back to the land of the Southern Barbarians. If only he knew that the emperor was seriously ill. Can you still sit in the Nanban?"

"Lord Wang. Rest assured. Qingfeng must do its best. Find the Easy King."

Jun Shinuo. His sunken eyes moved slightly. Whisper." You said. The emperor has always loved her. She's such a loving person. If only she knew. The emperor is too sick to die. Will she come back to see the emperor?"

Qingfeng asked tentatively. She. Is it the princess?"

Jun Shinuo glanced at Qingfeng. Didn't nod his head. He didn't shake his head. What they say. It's the same person. Just for the princess. This is called. Jun Shinuo really doesn't know. Should I nod my head or not.

Qingfeng exhaled. Sorted out the thoughts. It's a logical way to say." I Qingfeng thought. Even if the princess really remembers the emperor in her heart. I won't come back to see the emperor."

"Why?"

"Hmm. Let's put it this way. For our Da Chu. The princess is already just a grass people. Neither is she a princess. The emperor is naturally not something she can see if she wants to. Second. Since the prince sent the letter of peace and departure to Yasukuni. Relations between Chu and Jing. It's very nervous. The princess as the princess of Yasukuni. If you run to the palace of Chu State. Avoid a lot of suspicions. The most important point is . Princess her. Maybe I don't want to see Wang Murder again."

Qingfeng said when the last reason. Jun Shinuo's hands slidied. Didn't touch the jaw. Almost lying down. He swallowed hard in his throat. Remembering the last time we met. He plunged his sword into Xia Nuanyan's chest. Cover your wounds. Xia Nuanyan asked him. What did you think of her. He didn't think about it at the time. It's not as good as grass mustard.

Correct. It really is. Isn't it as good as grass mustard? Jun Shinuo doesn't know. Every time I think of these. His heart would slowly throb. But. Never shed a tear. So. Jun Shinuo thinks. He should hate her. He should hate Xia Nuanyan. Otherwise. How could he suddenly feel regretful. He regretted it too easily and left. With the current Chu Jing's national strength relationship. He can use his power for personal gain. Leave Xia Nuanyan by your side. Ruined her for the rest of her life. It's true. He thought about imprisoning her generation.

It's just that. The world has not understood it. How hateful. Just how much love. There is no love. Someone is willing to put in the effort to hate one. Someone who has nothing to do with you.

"Lord Wang. In fact. Xia Guogong has also been looking for the princess."

"What do you mean. She. Didn't go back to Liangzhou."

"Hmm. These two months. Our people in Liangzhou said. Xia Guogong mobilized everyone. I'm looking for the princess."

"Got it. You go down." Jun Shinuo sighed. I was stuck in my heart for a long time. Xia Nuanyan has a daughter. Penniless. Where can we go? Finish thinking. He got up and left the study. Go straight to the West Courtyard.

Push away Xia Nuanyan's former house. Jun Shinuo frowned slightly. Empty room. It seems like it's been a long time since anyone lived there. The futon that Xia Nuanyan slept on. Used teacups. Worn clothes. Everything, everything. It's all cleaned up by the breeze. Gone. As if. The man. I've never been here.

Jun Shinuo walked in. Still lying there quietly. It was the piano that Xin Shiren gave to Xia Nuanyan. I vaguely remember. At that time, Xia Nuanyan said such a thing. That's probably what it says. She said. She has to learn to hide her joys, angers, and sorrows in her heart. Someday. She'll take this thing. Learn to be superb.

Jun Shinuo's five fingers run through the strings. Aftermath in the room. Reverberating. That's the only way. only to prove. Someone has been here. Jun Shinuo's eyes were solemn. There are words in my mouth." XIA Nuanyan. Why are you shuttling through my life? Do you dare to say it. You ruined my life. If it weren't for you. Maybe now. I have a wife like a flower. There are also Zi Ruyu."

Qiannan came in with water. See Jun Shinuo at the time. Slightly stunned. Fang reacted. Salute to the king." The slave didn't know that the prince was here. The slave will come back."

"Wait." Jun Shinuo glanced at the water in Qiannan's hand. Surprised. QIAN Nan. Do you come and clean this place every day?"

"The princess loves cleanliness. Slaves and maids are afraid that they will not clean one day. The princess returns. See. It's going to be unhappy." Qian Nan nodded sincerely.

Jun Shinuo smiled mockingly. Come back. People are gone. What do you clean. You feel like you're doing it. Interesting?"

Qian Nan looked at Jun Shinuo blankly. Moment. She didn't know where she came from. Tilt your head slightly." The princess will come back. Will definitely be back. Definitely."

"What do you mean. I won't let her come back. She'll still be able to come back on her own."

Qiannan put down the water in her hand. Get down on your knees. Keep your head down." The slave and maid did not dare. The slave and maid did not dare. The princess loves the princess so much. How could she be willing to leave the prince?"

Jun Shinuo looked up and smiled. He doesn't know either. What are you laughing at. Maybe Qiannan said this. Let him sound good. It's ridiculous. She's a sellout. in front of the master. Strong talk about love. People speak lightly. It's not a world out. The funniest joke.

Unfortunately. Jun Shinuo doesn't understand. In the face of love. There is no such thing as condescension at all. It's not that people know how to love because they're expensive. People don't know how to love.

Qian Nan looked at Jun Shinuo in amazement. Rajah. Did the slave say something wrong?"

"You told one of the funniest jokes in heaven. That's Xia Nuanyan loves me." Jun Shinuo said decisively and resolutely. She Xia Nuanyan. Treat me like a drowning driftwood. And I love before you. All right. Go down. Such stupid words. Next. Don't be gullible."

"Slave maid......" Qiannan still wanted to say something. I opened my mouth and closed it again for a while. Stand up. He stood for a moment. Only then did he say, "Lord Wang. Drawer in the middle of the dresser. And some more. The only thing about the princess. It was left behind by the slave and the maid. If you don't like it. Next time, I will order the slave to burn it."

Jun Shinuo's brows trembled. Or walk over. Pull open the drawer. Inside was some yellowed paper. He opened it and took a look. I suddenly felt mixed feelings.

It was a pile of poems with no dates. He recognizes. The delicate handwriting. It was written by Xia Nuanyan himself. Just that above the content. It's too pretentious to make outsiders look like it. It seems that Xia Nuanyan is really. I loved him so much. A poem of the deepest resentment. Here's what it reads:

Affectionate. Long jacket thin. No one whispered in the middle of the night. The lonely candle is red and the face is broken overnight;

Miserable. The night is cold. Long nights of deep thought, sleepless pillows. Every inch of your heart is full of you.

Jun Shinuo pinched the paper. For a long time. For a long time. Only then did a sneer come out of his nostrils. XIA Nuanyan. Say something like you. I am living up to the sky and living up to the people. Only. It's minus you. But. What do you think. Do I owe you? Don't look like a resentful woman all day long. Let the whole world think. As far as you are affectionate. I'm like a fighter. Right?"

Jun Shinuo crumpled the paper into a ball. Raise your hand and just want to throw it out the window. Resting on a half-empty hand. I took it back again. Unfold that piece of paper. Take a look at it more. Put it back in the drawer as it is. He thought. If it is not a husband and wife relationship. He and Xia Nuanyan. Will. There's less resentment.