In the guest room of Yingzhou Palace, a bright red candlelight is slowly lit.

Qiyuan, who was holding Jiang Zhige, slowly put her down, gently covered her with the quilt, stared at her for a long time, and sighed softly: "Why, the person in your heart can always hurt you so easily, but you are always obsessed?" ”

This sentence fell silently, as if he was saying it to Jiang Zhige, and as if he was saying it to himself.

Probably, in this world, anything can be solved, but the word love is the most difficult to ask and the most difficult to solve.

The candle flame, slightly dazzling, rushed upward, illuminating Jiang Zhige's slightly drunk face, slightly red and misty, her eyes were closed, but she didn't know that she was being taken care of by someone with her life.

The green gauze tent shook gently, shook her face, faintly dimmed, and Qiyuan slowly walked down the bedside steps, sat silently on the rocking chair beside him, supported his forehead with his hands, and slowly closed his eyes.

The night is very long, very lonely, so cold that people can only find some comfort in their dreams, and it is difficult to breathe.

In the dream, Jiang Zhige seemed to dream that Ye Shengji was holding a golden Xuanhua for some reason, and inserted it into her heart without hesitation, and immediately blood splattered in all directions, and tears were spilled on the spot!

She didn't even have time to snort before she collapsed in a pool of blood......

"Don't!"

Jiang Zhige exclaimed, and finally sat up in shock!

When she opened her eyes, she realized that all this was true, just a dream......

And her clothes were already soaked, and even her eyes, slowly closed, there were two lines of tears, sliding down......

"Ye Shengji......"

She lifted the curtain with trembling hands, and panicked to find her shoes and wanted to get out of the door, but she was unexpectedly held by Qiyuan's arm!

"Don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare...... Don't be afraid ......"

Qiyuan patted her back a little awkwardly and comforted her in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay." Don't be afraid ......"

Jiang Zhige slowly turned her head, and in the flicker of the candlelight, her eyes were Qiyuan's panicked eyes that were even more panicked than her, but he tried his best to comfort her, bringing her infinite security in a way that he was not familiar with but tried his best to do.

"Seven Distances...... I dreamed of ...... He, kill me......"

Jiang Zhige lowered her head, her eyes full of sadness.

"Don't be afraid...... With me, no one can hurt me...... Not afraid ......"

Qiyuan slowly patted her on the back, gently took her in his arms, and comforted her in all the ways he could.

"Seven Distances...... He doesn't love me anymore......"

Jiang Zhige sighed lightly and whispered this fact, her eyes full of scars.

"No, it won't. He loves you so much, he must know that you love him so much. He's just forgetting about your past for a moment. Trust me, one day, he'll remember. At that time, you will beat him half to death again, okay? ”

Qiyuan comforted Jiang Zhige in a low voice, but tried his best not to let her see it, and his eyes were slightly red.

I comfort your wounds.

However, my wounds are destined to be healed day and night, year after year......

What a painful innate result should this be?

The candlelight on the side was gently blown by the wind outside the window, and there was a shaking panic.

Outside the window, next to the red window, slightly ajar, a graceful figure faintly hidden.

Ye Shengji's eyes always fell on Jiang Zhige's body, watching her snuggle in Qiyuan's arms, the unhappiness in his eyes gathered more and more, even he didn't know, a woman who had just known him for less than a night, what was his business?

And Jiang Zhige must not know that this man, who seems to disdain her, has been guarding the window since she lay down, watching her from a deep sleep to waking up in horror, with tears streaming down his face.

When she called out "Ye Shengji", his heart seemed to be torn apart, and the pain made him feel a little uncomfortable.

It seems that in this world, there is no cure.

And when he watched Qiyuan take her in his arms and whisper comfort, his heart, at that moment, collapsed.

Shattered to pieces, the pain that he could no longer pick up spread around him, and it seemed that all the good things had gone with her, leaving him with nothing but the bottomless abyss!

It's overwhelming......

Inside the house, the woman who seemed to have drunk a lot at the evening banquet was now crying wantonly in front of him in the arms of another man, and he was completely defeated.

"Since it has succeeded in piquing my interest. Why do you look down on me in front of others? Is...... How can that be reasonable......"

Ye Shengji's lips outlined a helpless smile, glanced at it lightly, and slowly walked towards the front of the house.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the eaves, he was blocked by two guards, only to hear that one of them just wanted to speak, but he was already stunned by Ye Shengji's sleeves! The other didn't have time to make a report, and was thrown to the ground by the way.

The door of the room was kicked open by Ye Shengji, hitting the wall, "Bang-" sound!

"Who?"

Qiyuan let go of Jiang Zhige, protected her behind him, and looked towards the door fiercely!

But I saw a slender leg step through the red coat and poke in.

Then, I saw Ye Shengji brushing his sideburns, smiling at Jiang Zhige and Qiyuan Evil Spirit, and said faintly: "What, it seems that I am not very welcome?" ”

"Who would welcome an uninvited guest who kicks in someone's door at will?"

Qiyuan's eyes were deep, and he looked at Ye Shengji vigilantly, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

Jiang Zhige saw through the gap that it was Ye Shengji coming, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face, forgetting that he still had tears.

"Why, no matter how I put it, it was she who piqued my interest first. It's not an exaggeration for me to see if my woman is sleeping well, right? Besides, what identity and qualifications are you, appearing in a woman's boudoir? Well? ”

Ye Shengji lifted one foot and knocked on the edge of the Taishi chair, picked up the tea with smoke rising on the side with one hand, smiled evilly, and said without hindrance.

Although he was drinking tea, he never left the woman behind Qiyuan for a moment.

And, the gaze tightens more and more.

Nothing to do, so close. Don't you know you're a woman?

His eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Then what qualifications did you have to appear in Zhige's boudoir?"

Qiyuan asked rhetorically without giving in.

"Me? Scold! Doesn't think you have figured out the situation yet? ”

Ye Shengji put the teacup in his hand heavily on the coffee table on the side, splashed a few drops of tea, and then slowly raised his head, his eyebrows were slightly gloomy, and he said unhurriedly: "That woman, say she likes me." Then I plan to accept her reluctantly. Because, I see you holding her, and I'm very upset. Is this reason enough? ”

Ye Shengjian raised his eyebrows, pushed the cup gently, and with a "click-" sound, the cup fell to the ground.

Asunder.

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