The answer "convenient" is naturally Qihuai, and the "inconvenient" is Jiuque, Linfeng looked at the two, and the corners of his mouth stiffened.

Lin Feng found out that Jiuque didn't like him, but his goal was to be Qihuai from beginning to end.

Qihuai stared at Jiuque, what are you doing? Isn't it just the name, what's inconvenient.

She turned her head to look at Linfeng and apologized: "He's joking, my name is Qihuai, and his name is Jiuque." ”

Linfeng nodded, and secretly wrote down the name, Qihuai.

The silent Jiuque, the occasional casual conversation, and the Qihuai in the middle, the atmosphere is a little awkward.

Just then, Wu Yi came in.

Linfeng looked at the comer, Wu Yi also happened to see Linfeng, Wu Yi blurted out: "Linfeng? You're here too? ”

Lin Feng looked at Wu Yi suspiciously: "We know each other?" ”

Wu Yi looked at Linfeng suspiciously, didn't know him? Just about to say something, she was interrupted by Qi Huai, she stared at Wu Yi and winked: "Wu Yi, you came just in time, this is the prince I often mention to you." ”

Wu Yi understands that the prince is the name of the mortal world, so it means that Linfeng is in the tribulation.

"Fortunately, I didn't choose what to say just now, I didn't know that you were the prince, how offended, and I ask the prince to forgive me."

Although Wu Yi's words were stiff, he explained that he didn't know his identity.

Lin Feng didn't care, after all, he didn't care much about the identity of the prince: "Wu Gongzi is serious, and those who don't know are not guilty, and the identity of the prince seems to be restrained." ”

Hearing this, Qihuai snorted: "Indeed, there is no need for identity or anything." ”

At night, the starry sky is multiplying, and the wind pours wine, which is the wine brought from Qihuai today, and she said that it was made by herself.

The wine enters the throat, and the wind only feels bitter.

has his own memory, and her voice and smile will always be in his dreams, and that feeling is deep in his bones and blood, and when he saw her, he knew that it was not a dream.

It's not enough.

Yu Shu was dressed in black and stood silently in the distance, she sneaked into the palace today, just to see him, and when she saw him drinking, she quietly hid in the dark and watched him.

Linfeng, after so many years of companionship, is there really no trace of friendship?

Yushu's tears were full of bitterness, and she cried, silently.

Perhaps, she should leave, because she remembered that after meeting him that year, she met an old man and counted the hexagram for her.

Origin is extinguished, fate is empty, love is debt, love is a dream, resentment, parting sorrow.

The most beautiful scenery in Yushu's eyes is the wind, and the most beautiful scenery in the eyes of Zijin hidden in the air is Yushu.

The scenery is beautiful, but it is also painful.

Zijin was obsessed with Yushu I, but Yushu committed suicide. In this life, she returned to the original starting point, and the person she loved the most was still not him.

There is always only one person in her eyes.

The words of the Buddha sounded in my mind again, everything is determined, and I can't force it.

Linfeng cherished the painting with Qihuai, stared at the person in the painting, his eyes were slight, and such affection pierced Yushu's heart.

When Linfeng's figure disappeared from Yushu's sight, she realized that it was late at night, and she had been standing for two hours unconsciously.

She took a deep breath and calmed herself.

After being with me for so long, the result is not already known, and it is not decided, so why hesitate.

"Childe, cherish."

After speaking, Yushu's figure quickly disappeared into the palace, perhaps, in the future, she will never appear in Linfeng's sight again, and she will no longer pester him and keep calling Gongzi.