Yu Wentai only felt that the anger was rushing upwards, and he couldn't control himself.

Yu Ziqing was in the hall and put the sleeping flowers and willows, but she was squatting outside like a dog waiting for him? So what's so good about Yu Ziqing, it's worth her to belittle herself like this?!

The small few were lifted to the wall alive, and fell to the ground with a bang, and the white porcelain flower bottle on the small table fell to the ground, with a crisp sound, and shattered into several pieces, and the water and a few white oleanders in it were sprinkled on the ground.

The three or four guards in the room fell to the ground in fright, knowing the consequences of his extreme anger.

Monaro fell deep on the ground and said in a loud voice: "Prime Minister is angry! It's really not worth hurting for a woman who doesn't know how to measure! ”

Yuwentai couldn't listen to him at all, he bit his steel teeth, clenched his hands into fists, strode out of the door, and shouted: "Monaro, go!" ”

He can't wait here any longer, he's going to get her back himself!

The sky is gradually turning blue and white, and the sky is about to dawn. The lights along the Bahe River went out one after another, and the sound gradually subsided and disappeared. Another night of drunken dreams passed.

Ziqing came out of Fang Silou and walked on the empty street with a slightly drunk pace. The footsteps were messy, shattering the silence of the early morning.

In the drunkenness of this night, he dreamed of Ah Ying again. He dreamed that he had left Chang'an with Ah Ying. He dreamed that they were sitting in a splendid and bright carriage, and the majestic horses led them along the wide road, and the warm spring breeze blew in through the windows, wrapped in the fragrance of flowers and plants, and blew Ah Ying's long black hair. He dreamed that they were leading. Hand walked on the unfamiliar street, the street was bustling with people, everyone had a bright smile on their face, he and she looked at each other sweetly and smiled. The sun shining overhead was dazzlingly intense. He dreamed of their grand wedding, with snow-like pear petals dancing between the heavens and the earth, surrounded by thousands of people, and his beloved bride's snow-white gauze dress covered her face with a golden fan......

This is the life he wants.

When I woke up, the surroundings were as dead and silent, and the cold moon outside the window was half broken. The corners of his eyes were slightly wet, and his heart was gloomy.

"Ziqing."

Ran Ying called him softly behind him.

The classmates had already gone back with embarrassment and sadness, and she had been waiting here all night. Sadness and exhaustion tormented her, leaving her looking messy and haggard.

Ziqing's body was stunned. Why is she still here? While he slept on Fang Silou's soft bed, she waited for him here all night?

She knew he was ridiculous inside, and she was still waiting for him here? Why wait for him? Why do you want to see him like this?!

He slowly turned around and smiled at her, "You've been waiting for me?" ”

"Ziqing......" Ran Ying looked at his pale and thin face, and couldn't remember his innocent appearance in a trance.

yes, she's been waiting for him. But why wait for him? What did she want to say to him? When I saw him at this moment, I only felt my heart twisting. A thousand words, but not a single one can be spoken.

There was a moment of regret in my heart. Now that he has said goodbye to him, what kind of life does he lead and what does it have to do with her? She shouldn't have waited for him.

Ziqing turned around and walked over to her step by step, and said in a light tone: "That day, I asked you if we could meet again." Say to me, 'I have made you a wife.' Why are you waiting here now, blocking my way? I don't remember what I said, Lang Changshi is doing what he wants now. ”

The smile on his face was cold and light, and from that smile, Ran Ying couldn't find the shadow of the white-clothed young man playing the piano under the pear tree.

"Ziqing......" Ran Ying could only call his name over and over again at the moment, but she didn't know what to say. She often dreamed of him, but she never imagined that he had become the way he was.

How did he get over these days? How much pain did he carry to become like this?

Ziqing looked at her face that had not changed at all, and thought bitterly, she was no longer the Ah Ying in her dream, she was already Yuwentai's woman, and she had become a captive of power!

After she left, his world was empty. He wanted to forget her, but every minute and every second of every day, he was unconsciously collecting news about her.

I heard that on the second night of his wedding, she stayed in Yuwentai's Puyuan.

I heard that she killed Gao Aocao in Guangyang and was named the prime minister in the long history of Lang Ying.

I heard that Yuwentai gave her a new house.

I heard that she was very diligent and went to the Prime Minister's Mansion every day to listen to her teachings.

Hearing that she was kidnapped, Yuwentai went around to search for her.

……

Her piles and piles are all related to that unbeatable man. But Yuwen Taiken is attentive to her, what else is he unwilling to do? He should feel very relieved and happy, the woman he likes has been loved by the most powerful man in the world and has become his pillow person!

He smiled flirtatiously, looked down into her eyes and asked, "Why are you waiting for me here?" Is it because you can't sleep on Yuwentai's couch? Lord Changshi. ”

Every time he imagined those long, quiet and unoccupied nights belonged to him and her, and every time he imagined him and her whispering in the middle of the night, cutting the lanterns together, he felt that a blunt knife was cutting his heart fiercely, and he felt that he was going crazy with jealousy.

At his wedding, they couldn't wait to meet secretly in the garden of his house. She refused to go with him, but turned and threw herself into the arms of another man. Embrace!

"Ziqing, you shouldn't be like this." Ran Ying forced herself to calm down and forced herself to ignore Ziqing's vicious provocation. She waited for him all night, not to explain to him, not to relive old dreams with him or to cry. He is Yu Ziqing, who is white-clothed and bright, and his heart should contain a bigger world.

Hearing her say this, the smile disappeared from Ziqing's face, and was replaced by a deep hatred: "Then what should I do?" An incompetent man abandoned by you, what do you want from me? Do you all want me to guard my beautiful wife and beautiful family at home, and continue to be a fool who can't even learn resentment in peace, resignation, and resignation? Do you want me to watch my beloved woman being taken away by others, and I want to laugh and applaud, and sincerely wish you and him a hundred years of good together?! ”

She looked at him with pain in her eyes. In the face of his cross-examination, she forced herself to calm down, and then calmly and calmly said, "I have not been taken away by anyone...... Ziqing, I just accepted the reality. You are the sister-in-law of the Yu family, and you are even given marriage by the Supreme, I have no choice. I have no other way but to give up on you. I can only desperately forget about you......"

Speaking of this, an uncontrollable sadness suddenly surged in her heart, and a little warm hot flashes also welled up in her eyes. She immediately lowered her eyes to prevent him from seeing the tears in her eyes, and whispered, "Ziqing, I don't deserve to like you." ”

Two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Ah Ying!"

A burst of warmth hit, melting away the chill of the autumn morning.

Yu Wentai's face flashed in her mind, but the residual wine on Ziqing's body enveloped her, and she couldn't help but tremble. Because of nervousness, because of fear, but also because of longing.

She thought in horror, just this once, only this time, in the early hours of the morning when no one was there, forget the identities of the two of them, and let Ziqing and Ah Ying be presumptuous!