Cui Haoran just looked at Sun and didn't speak.

Because of the warm tea in the room, the shallow smell of medicine is permeated, and the Guanyin eyebrows on the case are as small as the moon, and the eyes are like double stars.

"Nan'er, do you blame me?" After a long time, Cui Haoran spoke again.

Cui Xiangnan is Sun's own flesh and blood.

Sun's Chao Guanyin case, "Nan'er has its own creation and its own opportunity." ”

If it is chance, how can it be blamed?

Cui Haoran has never believed in ghosts and gods, but when he saw Sun's actions, at this moment, he suddenly became religious. The collapse of the Cui family is like the collapse of a building, Cui Haoran can foresee it, but he is powerless to change the outcome.

He looked at the statue of Guanyin and asked in his heart, Master Guanyin, what should I do?

Guanyin's eyebrows were extremely compassionate, and Cui Haoran's eyes were full of desolation.

The Dudo Guanyin Master was merciful and compassionate, saving people from suffering, but he couldn't give Cui Haoran the answer he wanted.

Cui Haoran retracted his gaze, picked up the teacup, and took another sip. There is still some bitter medicinal tea, but it makes him taste a sweetness.

He thought that he hated the Sun family, but he didn't expect that he had seen it in circles and flashies, and only the old people were good.

The candlelight beats, the charcoal fire is warm, at this moment, Cui Haoran feels that his heart is as clear as a mirror, and he can see the deepest and heaviest desires and throbs at a glance.

Gu Shi was like that, and he was never annoyed, he had no love and only use, so why be angry. And Sun, just a little coldness made him disgusted and angry, and even the children she gave birth to did not like it.

It turned out that under the peach blossom tree, the girl who smiled at him shyly had already been taken to heart by him.

He asked to marry for the future, not for that momentary heartbeat. As for later, he insisted on taking her back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, because he had a troubled conscience, and because he didn't want to lose the love of his life.

It's a pity that fame and fortune are charming, and Shaohua is easy to pass away. The beauty is still there, and her face is gone.

Cui Haoran held Sun's hand, "Ya'er, if you hadn't married me, you would have been a husband and a child in this life, and you would have been calm and satisfied." ”

It is by no means like it is now, a lonely lamp, burning out the Chinese years.

In the end, he was the one who lost her.

Sun was slightly stunned, this is the first time Cui Haoran has called her maiden name since marrying into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Buddha said that there are three lives, you and I have bonds, and we are destined to be inescapable."

She was resentful and angry, but decades have passed, and those resentments, along with ****, have been blown clean by the wind.

"When I was young, I was cold, I didn't take fame, I didn't seek to glorify my ancestors, I just wanted to improve the court. How do you know that once and first, worship as a protégé of the Son of Heaven. I am no longer satisfied with the small dreams of my youth, I want to stand on the court and make a name for the first generation of virtuous ministers.

Later, the first emperor died, the court was unstable, the power in my hands was a little bigger, and the original life was not enough to meet my ambitions, I wanted to let the Cui family go further.

After several cold and summer fights, I never thought that it would finally come to such a point......"

Sun pursed her lips, not only is she old, but Cui Haoran is also old, she is no longer as handsome as she once was, and she is no longer frivolous and flamboyant when she was young.

"Spring flowers are infinitely red, only leading passers-by to fold. Sir, you and I are mortals. "Even if you are mortal, it is natural that you can't resist temptation.

"Everyone has their own number of lives, and there are lives that cannot be pushed off, and there is nothing to force in life." Sun looked at Cui Haoran fixedly, and said lightly, "But, master, you are still you, the Cui family is still the Cui family, compared with the past, what has passed away is only the face." ”

Cui Haoran suddenly smiled, there was a feeling of clearing the clouds, and the unwillingness and anger that he was originally obsessed with in his heart dissipated instantly.