Su Jinyu met his eyes, pursed her lips, and shook her head in denial, "No, you are not my uncle, you took me back to the palace when I was a child, you are not my uncle." ”

"If I'm not your uncle, who am I?" Ling Yun held her head shaking from side to side and asked with a serious expression. The corners of his mouth showed a hint of a smile, "Jinyu, let me be your uncle, isn't it?" ”

Perhaps, in this life, he really can't accept her like this. Perhaps, in her mind, he is the substitute for her blank 'father's love' from beginning to end.

Su Jinyu stroked his hands and stared at Ling Yun in pain, "No, I don't want you to be just my uncle, why, why are you my uncle......" As soon as the words fell, she suddenly pulled his hands away and rushed out of the dormitory as if fleeing.

Ling Yun was stunned, she said she didn't want him to continue to play the role of 'uncle', she said...... She said...... Su Jinyu's words made him unable to react for a while.

His eyes trembled slightly, and his palms hanging in the air were sour. The cold wind poured in from outside the temple gate without any fear, waking up Ling Yun's consciousness.

He turned around and ran away in a hurry, he wanted to ask what he meant by not just her 'uncle', he had to make sure he had heard it wrong.

The palace maids guarding outside the hall looked at the figures one after the other in amazement, and before they even made a sound, they had already rushed into the torrential rain.

Shang Xi, who was late, saw Lingyun running in the rain, and couldn't help but chase after him in a daze, "Your Majesty...... The emperor ...... "The umbrella is against the wind, setting off a lot of rain."

Ling Yun stopped suddenly, turned around and stared at Shang Xi unhappily, and when he saw the umbrella in his hand, he didn't care about what to say, picked up the umbrella and chased after Su Jinyu's figure that was about to disappear.

Shang Xi looked in the direction they were far away in a daze, his brows furrowed, he was still half a quarter late.

Looking away, the woman in the white shirt seemed to have seen somewhere? When will there be such a person in this harem? Shang Xi pursed his lips and shook his head, turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

Su Jinyu didn't know where to go to escape this heavy thought, she didn't know whether to go back to the courtyard, for fear of making them more troubled.

The hem of the long skirt that was mopping the floor was stained with a lot of dirty muddy water, and the wide sleeves were poured into the cold wind mixed with the rain from time to time, and she shivered a few times.

Unable to tell whether it was tears or water, she hid in a vacant palace, panting heavily.

Her eyes glanced at the entrance of the hall from time to time, she knew that Ling Yun had always followed her all the way, at least for now, she didn't want to see him yet. She didn't understand why she said that, and when her thoughts calmed down, she couldn't help but feel a little remorseful.

The sound of steady and powerful footsteps came from behind her, and she held her breath and shrank her body as hard as she could.

Ling Yun put down the umbrella in his hand and slowly walked into Su Jinyu's hiding place, "Girl, why hide when you know that I will come?" ”

Su Jinyu bit her lower lip lightly, slowly squatted down along the mural, and waited for his arrival with her hands around her knees.

With tears still in her mouth, she secretly glanced at Ling Yun's figure, afraid that she would be discovered by him, and that the heart wall she had built with great difficulty would collapse again.

The palace was filled with gloomy air, and she sniffed hard, coughing softly. Her body was hundreds of times more uncomfortable than in the dormitory, and her soaked clothes stuck to her hot skin.

She twisted her arm a few times in extreme discomfort, and more droplets of water dripped down her sleeves.

Ling Yun tugged at the corners of his mouth slightly, the stunned look swept away, he looked at the corner where the sound came from, and licked his moist lips, "In a few years, I will not be able to catch up with you." Jinyu, if you like it, just chat with me like this. ”

He stopped and continued to move forward, and turned back to the round table, which had just been cleaned by the ** woman a few days ago, and there was only a fine layer of dust on the table.

Ling Yun gently supported his head with his left hand, and rubbed his eyebrows from time to time with his right hand. Since the root of his body fell fourteen years ago, he has needed to be carefully recuperated several times all the year, and today he has been repeatedly drenched in the rain, and those pains faintly lead from his limbs to his whole body.

Holding back the urge to cough, he didn't want to show his vulnerability in front of her, he didn't want to make himself even more unbearable, he didn't know what he had left except for a sleeve.

Snowflake Palace? He smiled bitterly, it was a place he couldn't go back to, and he hadn't been back for fourteen years. Even when Ling Xiao abdicated and went back that year, he only explained a few words to him lightly.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became oppressive, and none of them opened their mouths to break the rigid situation.

Ling Yun still couldn't suppress the pain from his body, he choked violently, his body couldn't help shaking, and the green tendons on his forehead were everywhere, as if he was about to rush out of this thin layer of flesh.