"My father is my father, and I am me." Xiao Yu stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance, "The entire rivers and mountains, the whole world, are mine." In this world, there is no one I can't afford to love, and I can't afford to love someone. ”

The voice was not loud, indifferent to the extreme, but even such indifferent words were like thunder exploding in the sky, which made Wei Mingzhu's whole person shocked beyond measure.

At this moment, the imperial light and imperial majesty condensed on his body were so dazzling and dazzling.

"Is she worth it?" Wei Mingzhu would never admit it, hearing Xiao Yu's strong words, a fire of jealousy had already ignited in her heart.

Cui Yan is the queen, as long as Xiao Yu sits firmly, then she is the most noble woman in the world, and what is even more enviable is that she still has Xiao Yu's complete love.

"I say she's worth it, and she's worth it."

Wei Mingzhu's heart trembled.

Once, there was also such a person who defended her like this, but then pushed her into the abyss from which she could never recover.

"Your Majesty, do you believe in your fate?" She is also as proud and arrogant as the blooming peony, but she can't break free from the shackles of fate.

Xiao Yu was stunned.

He didn't expect that the queen mother, who had always been strong, would ask such a thing. He lowered his eyes and said, "My life is up to me." ”

The snow seems to be falling a little heavier, and the sky at this moment presents a dreamy beauty.

Wei Mingzhu pursed her lips and did not speak.

She was also young, she also loved and hated, but those affections and those abandonments will eventually melt and disperse like this heavy snow, when the first sun rises, without leaving a trace.

After being silent for a long time, she let out a long sigh, "As long as Cui Yan seriously treats Changrui, the mourning family will not embarrass her." ”

Her sentence can be regarded as a promise to Xiao Yu. As long as Cui Yan doesn't make a mistake in the treatment process, the final result is unsatisfactory, and she also resigned herself to her fate.

Xiao Changrui's illness is serious, she doesn't know it, it's just that she has always been unwilling to believe it and unwilling to give up.

Creation makes people, she can't go back after all, and it is in vain to cling to this only thought.

"Thank you, my son."

No matter what kind of calculation you have for me, whether you are my mother or not, I will inherit today's love. As long as you don't hurt Cui Yan, even if you make an unforgivable mistake, I will let you go. Xiao Yu thought in his heart.

After Xiao Changyin's assassination, whether it was him or Wei Mingzhu, they all had a faint premonition that the eighteen-year mother-son friendship was about to come to an end.

He wanted to know the truth of the year, but he subconsciously resisted.

A lot of sadness and a lot of helplessness, and finally turned into a moment of sigh.

Wei Mingzhu said, "The mourning family is tired, so let's go back to the house first." ”

The tired voice seemed to age a lot in an instant.

Xiao Yu pursed her lips and stood alone in the wind and snow.

*

Cui Yan opened the door of the hall after the operation, and saw Xiao Yu standing in the snow. I saw that his clothes and hair were stained with snow, and I thought that he must have been standing for a while.

With a touch of warmth in her heart, Cui Yan lifted the operating box and walked towards Xiao Yu.

The originally extremely cold face, the moment Cui Yan appeared, the ice and snow melted instantly, and a smile appeared, he looked at the slender figure and walked towards him step by step.

"Is it cold?" Cui Yan asked.

"Thinking of you, I won't be cold." Xiao Yu caught Cui Yan's box with one hand, and held Cui Yan's soft hand with the other.