The rain stayed on the handsome face of the ruthless brother, and the jet-black hair was wet and clinging to the forehead, but it didn't look embarrassed at all, but the wet clothes just set off the ruthless brother's vigorous figure. The muscles in his chest and arms showed explosive strength, and his legs were slender and wrapped in clothes.

The sword in his hand is even sharper, judging from the many exercise books that Xue'er has read, these sword moves are all ruthless and decisive, basically sixty or seventy percent of the sword moves are desperate to fight. The clear eyes emit a cold light, as if there is ice and snow hidden inside.

Xue'er couldn't help but shake her hand holding the ginger soup. Has the ruthless brother who wiped his wounds with a warm smile changed? She swallowed the thousand words she had prepared, not knowing how to speak.

"I'm sorry, I was rude." Hua smiled ruthlessly, and put the sword into the sheath with a "poof", and the original compelling momentum was gone.

The sweaty palms were cold, and it was blown by a storm. Xue'er responded softly: "It's Xue'er's rudeness." She has been staying in the palace for the past three years, always cautious in her words and deeds, for fear that if she offends someone, it will bring disaster to her family. Now, even when I go home, I still don't dare to say a word.

But...... Xue'er looked at the flower in front of her, who was already a head taller than herself, ruthlessly, and her cheeks were a little hot indescribably. In such difficult days, there would always be the smiling eyes of her ruthless brother in front of her eyes, his hands brushing through her wounds like a spring breeze, and his back was solid and full of security.

That unforgettable afternoon, he carried her through the woods, and the warm sun shone on them, just like her heart at that time. He told her many beautiful and touching stories, and his voice was beautiful and pleasant. Even if it's not that big, it can always appear in time when she is depressed and bring her a good mood.

Sometimes, it's a green leaf.

Sometimes, it's a grimace joke hiding behind a pillar.

Sometimes, it's a cup of soup that is carefully prepared and tastes better than the nurse's cooking.

……

She still remembered that the night when he carried the black pot for himself and was whipped by his father, his wound was so deep and terrifying, but he comforted himself with a warm smile, and even pale his face and held her tears with warm hands.

These tears, he said, are the purest pearls.

He said that although his body was hurt, his heart was like a honey pot because he was able to protect her.

He said a joke that he had heard a hundred times and was not tired of.

……

But now...... It's been three years, which is enough for a person to change his mind and change his feelings. Xue'er looked at the smiling flower ruthlessly, silently handed the ginger soup forward, and said, "Drink some ginger soup and go to the cold." ”

"Thank you." Hua said politely and ruthlessly, took the ginger soup from her hand, and drank it slowly. No sound came out, everything was impeccable aristocratic action. The etiquette is just right, neither particularly intimate nor particularly indifferent.

That's it, Cher feels even more sad. He...... What's going on.

The nurse on the side sighed lightly, she didn't know what these two people were thinking. They are a pair of childhood sweethearts, it can be described as a match made in heaven, that is, Mrs. also likes Young Master Hua very much, although he is young, but he is already extremely calm in his work, and his temperament is introverted, but he is not dull. The most important thing is that he is very good to Miss Cher, and he will always make Miss Cher happy from time to time.

Madame said that Hua Ruthless is a beloved person given by God to Miss Cher: unlike the old man, although he is also a hero and loved by the people, he is a dry wood for feelings, and people are very stubborn.

Of course, over the years, there have been many children of noble families who have come to propose marriage, presumably because they have seen Miss Xue'er at the banquet in the palace. But Mrs. pushed it all, Mrs. said that she was originally born in a Qinglou, and she knew very well the temperament of those rich and noble brothers, Xue'er has always been kind and gentle, although she was a little lively, but she was simple-minded, and she was still ruthless and suitable.

……

Actually, as Miss Cher's nurse, she also hopes that Xue'er can be ruthlessly with Hua, but ...... Ay. She stood behind Xue'er, watching Xue'er's hands tugging at her clothes, and she also understood Xue'er's mood.

After a while, the rainstorm became heavier and heavier, and even the umbrella was a little unstable.

The nurse reminded: "Miss, the rain is too heavy, I will send you into the house, and the ginger soup on the table has been cold for a long time." ”

"Hmm." Xue'er responded, she looked at the flower and said ruthlessly, "I'm leaving." ”

Hua's ruthless and gentle expression froze for a moment, but immediately returned to normal, he nodded, and said politely, "Okay." ”

A good word instantly tore Cher's heart. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she had a lot of words to ask, but she was blocked by this one word. After three years of restrained court life, she lost her former momentum, and she didn't want to humiliate herself, so she blessed herself and walked towards the boudoir.

Step by step.

The door is so close, it seems so far away.

The nurse's words seemed to float in the fog, she couldn't hear it clearly, and what she held in her palm was the celadon bottle that had accompanied her for three years, coolly.

Hua stood ruthlessly in place, looking at the shadow of longing and thinking about the night, Wen smiled on his face, but it was more ugly than crying.

He knew that she would come back today, and he had been looking forward to this day for a long time, and he had been waiting for it for a long time.

The acacia tree that belonged to him secretly planted in the forest had grown to the thickness of an adult's arm, and its branches were luxuriant, green and pleasant.

I wanted to be able to surprise her when she returned.

I wanted to take her hand and continue the unfulfilled promise I had made when I left.

But...... Until a few days ago, after he proposed to his godfather, General Han, Xue'er's father, he was refused.

With his heartfelt words and a charitable and amiable smile, his godfather showed patience that day that he had never seen before, but he also revealed the extremely cruel truth to himself.

That day, the godfather took his hand: Ruthless, I know your thoughts about Xue'er, but this can't work.

Under his own frantic questioning, he learned a fact, that is, the finger is married, the object is the royal orthodoxy that his family and the Han family are loyal to, and the prince of the previous dynasty who was overthrown by the Whampoa thieves, what is the specific name, the godfather did not tell him.

Is God playing with him?

His mother and father asked him to be loyal to the orthodox royal family. The godfather has always taught him what loyalty is, and he has even regarded the tall, short, fat and thin man who has never appeared, who does not know how to grow, as the object of his allegiance.

Can...... Hua looked mercilessly at the gloomy sky, and the wind blew through him with a torrential rain.

Is it really worth it? For a man he had never seen, he left Cher behind.

He didn't know Xue'er's tearful eyes and her desire to speak just now. God knows how much he wants to hold her tightly in his arms and shield her from all the wind and rain.

It doesn't hurt to marry the belly, and it doesn't hurt that the object is the object of his allegiance, but the godfather has already seen everything. In the heart of the godfather, loyalty is more important than anything else, more than family.

The godfather said: If Xue'er is not clean and sorry for the prince, he will drive her out.

Don't be bitter.

Hua ruthlessly brushed the rain off his face, and slowly walked towards Acacia Lin, in a trance, he didn't notice that in the wind and rain, another slender figure walked, in the same direction.

Neither of them knew who, they just walked along with their hearts and fell into their own confusion. Under the original eaves, there stood a nurse and a noblewoman, standing quietly, looking at the two who had left.

"Madam, can the two of them really put their minds at ease?"

"Yes."

"Then the old man ...... him"

"I'll get it done." The lady smiled, but her not young face showed a different kind of heart-warming charm. She turned around and walked away in the opposite direction from the two men, and the nurse followed her suspiciously, looking back in the direction of Acacia Lin in three steps and two steps.

Acacia trees in the acacia forest, herbs in front of acacia trees. Delicate and pitiful, who is the most, that year, the peach blossoms smiled at the people.

Acacia is like a bean, watered by obsession, and gradually grows into an acacia tree, red as a flame in July and August every year, and the fragrance is intoxicating. It is the acacia tree, lovers often like to plant an acacia tree before marriage, in order to bless a beautiful marriage, or to imply never forgetting.

In some places, it has even become a mandatory custom when getting married.

It's April and May, and the acacia trees are green and pleasant.

Cher walked in the acacia forest, letting the rain flow down her cheeks, when she was a child, she liked it the most, because her father said that here was her mother, the woman she had never seen, but who brought her life. Daddy said that her mother was the most beautiful woman in the world and had an extremely kind heart. Daddy said that he would never forget his mother, but later Daddy still had another woman, her stepmother, a gentle woman in Qinglou.

From her father's eyes, she could see the warmth, but she had also seen her father's gaffe drinking in the acacia forest.

Perhaps, a person's heart can really be divided into two halves.

Cher walks towards an acacia tree and strokes the sword marks on the tree, which are the traces left by her ruthless brother that year. With the passage of time, the sword marks gradually became invisible, and if it weren't for her careful caressing, they wouldn't have been able to find it at all.

This is to say, in the heart that is difficult to give up, in the unforgettable love, will it also sweep away those unforgettable feelings with the passage of time.

However, my heart didn't hurt so much.

The nurse told her that the flowers were mercilessly suffering. She knew that ethereal fingertips for marriage. But is that the only thing that makes him retreat?

Daddy didn't ask, didn't even he ask her choice?

Under her fingertips, the slightly rough sword marks hurt her, and the hot things in her eyes ran down with the rain. She crouched down in pain, only to feel her stomach twitch.

Suddenly, she spotted a familiar figure in the crevice of the tree.

On her knees, she was next to a tiny, tiny acacia tree, so small that Cher could tell at a glance that it had been planted a few years earlier.

Don't...... Cher took off her shoes and walked barefoot, without deliberately hiding her figure or making a sound.

However, when she walked behind her ruthless brother, he didn't turn around, whether he didn't notice it, or he didn't want to face it at all.

Xue'er didn't want to ask, didn't dare to ask, she stood silently behind Hua Ruthlessly.

The wind was howling, passing through the green leaves, and the rain was washing away all the dust here.

"Father, mother, forgive the unfilial ...... of the child"

There was a faint sound in the wind. Cher's heart trembled, and she heard a "poof", and the sword that made her shudder was drawn.

It's not good, is he going to ......

"Don't."

Xue'er's mind turned white, and she pounced directly, wrapping around his waist from behind, the familiar breath and taste. The body that was surrounded by her trembled.

Then he slowly turned around, and in her sight, there was the familiar extremely handsome smile, his fingers gently stroked her wet hair to the back of her head, and her beautiful eyes were like stars, glowing with scorching brilliance, and Cher saw her figure in it.

She blushed and muttered, "I thought you were ......" The wet clothes stuck together, making Cher even more embarrassed, and she let go of her hand to look around and stepped back.

Her waist tightened suddenly, and a pair of powerful hands pulled her closer to him. The man's breath carried a hint of domineering, and she could clearly feel it in his eyes: You are mine. This kind of message.

His face was hot, but with a little expectation.

Cher lowered her head in shame, but a finger hooked her chin. She only saw the ruthless and burning affection of the flower in her eyes.

"You ......"

A slender finger touched her lips and brushed it softly. Her heart beat faster, and a feeling of suffocation spread throughout her body.

"I ......"

The words did not come out, and a soft lip attached to her lips and teeth, soft, wet, with an intoxicating feeling.

Everything seemed to be needless to say anymore - he already had a choice.

In the rain, the figure of passionate embracing ushered in the rainbow after the rainstorm.

Later, she asked him what he was going to do when he drew his sword. He smiled mysteriously, noncommittal, until she came to the acacia tree again, and saw a small tree of unknown name emerging from the ground, and she seemed to know why.

That day, he held her right hand and told her that he would give her a lifetime of happiness.

"Ruthless brother...... "Xue'er in a high fever murmured, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

A man in white, standing in front of Cher's bed, bent down, stroked her forehead, and seemed to call out one after another, he couldn't hear it at all, maybe he didn't care.

Ling Chen stood behind the man in white, the cold sweat on his forehead kept flowing, and his face was extremely pale.