At this time, the faint blue clouds scattered under the bright moon hanging high, faintly obscuring the cold and indifferent silver glow.

Ruan Huai was standing in front of him, his figure was clear and lonely, but the surroundings were dark and cold, and the wind in the night poured in from the palace road, blowing Ruan Huai's hair and covering half of her cheeks.

When she had finished speaking, she withdrew her eyes lightly, no longer glancing at the person in front of her, and turned to get into the carriage.

But at the moment when she turned around, the very cold hand suddenly grabbed her little hand violently, and almost grabbed her with all his strength.

Because of the excessive force, Ruan Huai felt it first, but he had some slightly trembling fingertips on the back of his hand.

Immediately after, it was the pain that was tightened.

Ruan Huai frowned, looked sideways indifferently, but saw Gu Yutang staring at him tightly.

His phoenix eyes were like a cold pool, stirring and surging something, which was extremely deep, making people feel the stinging pain clearly.

For Gu Yutang, it seems to be a feeling that is difficult to dilute......

It was the butterfly that had been hidden in the amber that had disappeared, the plum wine squeezed into a touch of unorthodox spiciness, and the unexplained discomfort that spread from the heart at this moment.

He first felt that his breathing was invisibly blocked, and he appeared short, followed by a vivid heart contraction, and he wanted to whip the blood over and over again, and the pain did not slow down, but intensified more and more.

Gu Yutang didn't think about what to do, he just instinctively grabbed the thin little hand.

It seems that if you catch it, you can keep it.

It seems that as long as you catch it, it won't hurt very much.

So Gu Yutang had to use all his strength to grasp it tightly, regardless of everything.

Ruan Huai was caught by him like this for a while, and her little hands quickly turned red, she felt pain, but she didn't say anything.

Ruan Huaiping calmly lowered his two eyes, touched the back of his hand that he was holding on to with his other small hand, and gently pushed it, not only failed to push it away, but also made Gu Yutang grasp it harder.

Ruan Huai stared at his pale knuckles protruding slender fingers, let go of the small hand, and asked softly, "Your Majesty wants to be untrustworthy?" ”

Gu Yutang doesn't seem to have woken up from the state of self-shielding, he is so stubborn and gloomy, almost morbid wants to imprison a person, imprison a heart that can cover him warm.

A person who used to be very pure and upright, but at this moment, he has lost even his moral consciousness, and he only knows that he can't let go of his hand.

Gu Yutang's chest was boiling with hot charcoal fire rolling through the general burning pain, his eyes gradually turned red fiercely, his thin lips lifted slightly, and he wanted to say something: "Ruan Huai, I don't ......"

Before the words fell, Gu Yutang was caught off guard and coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Gu Yutang wiped it vigorously with a handkerchief, and raised his head to say something, but Ruan Huai took advantage of the fact that he was wiping the blood, and with a little force, he pulled his little hand out of his hand.

Ruan Huai withdrew her two small hands and put them against her side, her beautiful and cold little face was still plain, and there were no extra attachments.

He just said very gently: "Since Your Majesty has no words and no faith, then let it be over, Your Majesty does not need to send it again." ”

After Ruan Huai said this, he turned around indifferently, got into the carriage, and ordered the coachman to set off.

Ruan Huai took back his freedom from Gu Yutang and returned his love to Gu Yutang.

This time she didn't look back.

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