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There is a very high observation deck in Kyoto Castle, and you can see most of Kyoto Castle from there. Ruan Huai borrowed a horse and galloped all the way to the lookout on the edge of the tower, where she rushed up from the whirlwind mast.

Looking out at each step of the stairs, you can see that the undulating palace walls and buildings are lower, and Ruan Huai's steps become more and more urgent, for fear that he will not be able to catch up.

She went up to the highest lookout and looked out of the distant city gates.

Gu Yutang led hundreds of remnants of the defeated army, probably not long after leaving the city gate, and was soon stopped by Gu Erlao.

Mrs. Gu hugged Gu Yutang, as if she was crying, and Gu Hou also stood aside, slightly tilting her head, unable to bear to witness this scene.

And Gu Yutang stood in place from beginning to end, not moving, quietly listening to his parents' crying.

Ruan Huai had to hold down the railing of the high platform with all his strength so that he would not be swept down by the fierce wind.

The wind was strong, the lips became chapped, and it was useless to sip it. Then she choked on the gale again, and moved slightly several times, and she could not make a sound, but she seemed to read a few words silently.

The rout, under the bitter wind and snow, left Kyoto.

Leave from under Ruan Huai's eyes.

Ruan Huai was like a piece of paper that was about to be blown away at any time, and her clothes fluttered violently in the wind, making her whole person look thinner and thinner.

After a long time, Ruan Huai lowered his head, pursed his pale lips, which were not very healthy from the cold wind, and slowly walked down the mast steps step by step.

Her face was also very pale and flat, as if she had cried enough in front of Gu Xiaohou last night, and she wouldn't even be sad now.

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Two days later, Ruan Huai found a remote courtyard outside the east of the city according to the address given by Li Yichen.

It seems that someone informed her adoptive mother in advance, and when Ruan Huai looked for her, her adoptive mother moved a small stool and was sitting under the eaves waiting for her.

Ruan Huai felt that his interest was not high, walked outside the courtyard gate, looked down at his adoptive mother for a moment, squatted down silently, reached out to hold his adoptive mother's thin hand, and saw that the ring finger of her left hand, which she wore all year round, was bandaged with thick gauze.

Ruan Huai touched it cautiously, raised his head and asked his adoptive mother, "Does it hurt?" ”

The adoptive mother smiled kindly and touched her head, "It's been fine for a long time." Ruan Ruan, don't be upset. ”

Ruan Huai looked at her, a little impatient, couldn't hold back, flattened his lips, and told her something very uneasily: "Mother, Ruan Ruan found a beautiful lamp, but it won't turn on again in the future." ”

The adoptive mother still looked at her gently and lovingly, "Then Ruan Ruan will bring it back next time, and my mother will repair it for Ruan Ruan." ”

Ruan Huai's eyes were transparent and clear after being wet with moisture, and they opened beautifully.

She seemed to be thinking about something, but after a while, she lowered her head again and asked her adoptive mother to hold her.

She touched her lower lip with her upper lip and said softly in her adoptive mother's arms: "Ruan Ruan just thinks it's beautiful, not necessarily wanted." ”

"Ruan Ruan, do you remember when you were a child, your mother made a plate of nougat for you and your younger brother to eat, you said at the time," the adoptive mother smiled and learned Ruan Huai's childish tone back then, "Nougat is so sweet, I'm not happy to eat it, give it to my brother." ”

The adoptive mother touched her head and smiled heartily, "As a result, my brother was tired of tasting it, and when my brother ran away, Ruan Ruan ate it." You're always like this, you're afraid that your hopes will be disappointed, and you never dare to say what you want directly. ”