Zhaoyang's lips trembled.

"But..... Why ......" Zhaoyang muttered in disbelief, "Why is this happening? ”

"yes, why." Wang Zhiyao repeated expressionlessly: "I also want to know why this is happening." ”

"We can get a lot of guards, we can get a lot of soldiers." Zhaoyang still didn't give up, "Revenge can be cut to the roots, so that there will be no enemies to chase and kill." ”

She said, her eyelashes moist.

The sparkling drops of water seemed to sting him.

Wang Zhiyao curled the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly, "I can't cut the grass and eradicate the roots." ”

Zhaoyang was stunned, "In that case, why do you want to take revenge?" ”

Wang Zhiyao smiled dumbly, she didn't understand, they were originally people from two worlds.

"You ask Chu Ruojun, if it was really the Shao family who killed her brother, would she choose to give up knowing that she couldn't do it?" Wang Zhiyao rubbed her wet hair, "Go back, Zhaoyang." ”

Zhaoyang couldn't help but tremble slightly, "Then when I go back, I'm going to marry Zuo Yuankun." ”

Wang Zhiyao's heart stabbed suddenly, and the hand that was stroking between the soft and wet long hair also struck.

"It can't be him." Wang Zhiyao said slowly: "He is a villain. ”

Zhaoyang smiled brightly, and his smile contained sadness that he had nowhere to hide, "Wang Zhiyao, you can't be with me, and you don't allow me to be with others, why ...... Don't you think that's too selfish? ”

Wang Zhiyao frowned in pain, and her fingertips slowly moved away from her hair.

"yes, what qualifications do I have to say such things." Wang Zhiyao's voice was self-deprecating, and there was a hint of trembling, "The prime minister's son and the princess are the right people." ”

He wanted to say "Congratulations," but those two words were like a thorn in his heart, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

"Zhaoyang, although I don't know why you took a fancy to me......" Wang Zhiyao paused, trying to suppress the emotions tumbling in his heart, "Your vision is really not good, but ..... I'm honored. ”

Zhaoyang was angry, but laughed instead.

Anger returned to anger, laughter returned to laughter, and tears still flowed without warning.

Wang Zhiyao stared at the two lines of tears on her face, and suddenly there was a feeling that her heart was pulled out and inserted by that thorn, and each time it hurt more and more, and each time it became more and more serious.

"Zhaoyang, you will find out one day that I am not worth mentioning to you." He calmly raised his hand to wipe her tears, and there was no expression on his pale face.

Zhaoyang looked up at him, tears poured out unconsciously, wetting the clothes around her neck, she was silent, just looked at him silently.

At this time, it suddenly began to rain, and the dripping raindrops fell on the leaves, on the roof tiles, and in the small pond not far away, the water was full of ripples, and among them were the lotus flowers that had passed the season, and were dry and decaying.

Wang Zhiyao pointed to the lotus pond and said, "Look, although those lotus flowers are beautiful, they can only bloom for one summer. ”

"Zhaoyang, your feelings for me are the same, just like this summer flower, it's just a young and ignorant infatuation, and it won't last long." Wang Zhiyao's voice was hoarse, but his voice was extremely clear in the raindrops, "The bloom is incomparably gorgeous, but it will wither in the next season, I can only accompany you for one season, but I can't accompany you for the four seasons, do you understand?" ”

Zhaoyang tilted his head and saw the lotus pond in the rain in his clear eyes.

"I don't understand." Zhaoyang looked at him with teary eyes, "What I want is to turn one season into four seasons, that is, to identify a direction, rush over without hesitation, no regrets, maybe I can't get what I want in the end, but I must fight for it." ”

Wang Zhiyao didn't speak for a long time.

His face was still indifferent and detached, but there was an ink color in his eyes.

He didn't want her to be sad, but in the end, he still hurt her all over her body.

Maybe from the beginning, he should resolutely refuse Zhaoyang's approach, so that they won't have so many intersections, and this stupid girl won't fall deeper and deeper.

Why didn't he refuse, didn't run away.

It's just because he can't help but want to get close to her.

"Wang Zhiyao....." her voice was soft, "do you like me?" ”

Wang Zhiyao was silent, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and his movements were very gentle.

"I like it." He said in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse, "Zhaoyang, liking doesn't mean it's suitable." ”

His words sounded casual at first glance.

But every word, it seems as if the strength has been exhausted.

He likes her, but he still can't be together.

Zhaoyang's hand trembled slightly, "That'..... I'm leaving. ”

"It's raining outside, let's wait until it's sunny." Wang Zhiyao couldn't say anything more to keep, and he was still reluctant in his heart.

As if that would allow her to stay a little longer.

"The more I look at you, the more uncomfortable it will be." She opened her arms and hugged him hard.

Wang Zhiyao reached out and hugged her tightly, her head buried in his chest, and he felt her tremble.

It's a pity that I can't even hold you with all my might.

Only half of the tenderness can be given to you.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhiyao laughed, his smile was complicated, mixed with a little helplessness, a little sadness, and self-deprecation......

"Zhaoyang." He whispered her name, "Fortunately." ”

"Fortunately." Just two words made her eyes roll out again.

Wang Zhiyao let go of his arm, but Zhaoyang still held his body and refused to let go.

The man looked at her deeply, and in the end, Zhaoyang gritted his teeth and let go of him.

Even if she is attached to this embrace, she is destined not to belong to her.

"I'm leaving." She said in a low voice.

Wang Zhiyao sighed low and was silent.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you again." Zhaoyang's voice was stained with a bit of indescribable bitterness, "Far away, goodbye." ”

Wang Zhiyao looked at her blankly, his eyes hot.

In the hazy eyes of tears, he still clearly saw Zhaoyang smiling at him, the beauty was intoxicating.

In an instant, her figure had entered the rain curtain, and the raindrops instantly wet her robe, dye her hair bun, and sprinkle into her already sour eyes.

Chu Ruojun came out with the oil-paper umbrella, glanced at Wang Zhiyao with a side face, and smiled softly.

A subordinate came over with an umbrella and said, "Girl, it's raining so hard, let's leave tomorrow." ”

Zhaoyang shook his head, "No trouble." ”

As he spoke, he walked away without looking back.

The surroundings were quiet, only the sound of raindrops.

Wang Zhiyao felt as if the raindrops had fallen on his face, and when he raised his hand to touch it, it was cold.

The position of the heart seems to have become empty.

After some time, he heard the sound of whipping his horse, followed by the sound of a carriage rolling by.

"Don't be sad." The woman didn't know when she stood under the porch, and her voice was gentle, "As long as there is fate, we will meet you." ”

"Sister-in-law." Wang Zhiyao called her, "Even if there is fate, I have to cut it off, I can't harm her." ”

The woman pursed her lips, she is not a little girl who is ignorant of the world, Wang Zhiyao looked at her eyes, obviously she liked it very much, and she liked it to the core.

Maybe he has some kind of problem.

The woman sighed, there are two places in the world that make people suffer deeply, one is called Hongchen, and the other is called Jianghu.

Hongchen contains how much sadness of love and indifference, how much sadness of wrong love, and the joy of the two loves, I am afraid it is the best word.

How many swords and swords and shadows are hidden in the rivers and lakes for a moment, how many heroic ambitions spill blood, and wander the world, I am afraid that it is the best result.

"Zhaoyang, let's settle down at the inn first, and wait until the rain stops before leaving." Chu Ruojun stopped the carriage, "Otherwise, if you get wet, you will catch a cold and get sick." ”

There was silence in the carriage.

Chu Ruojun lifted the cotton curtain of the carriage, only to see that Zhaoyang was already crying, his eyes were swollen, and he was a tearful person.

"Zhaoyang ......" Chu Ruojun was distressed when she saw her so sad, and stretched out her hand to her, "Let's get out of the car first." ”

"Okay." She replied hoarsely, her big eyes hollow, and only the tears flowed uninterruptedly.

This scene is that the elderly shopkeeper can't help but feel a little pity when he sees it, a good little girl, and which negative man he has met.

"Warm a pot of wine and send it over." Chu Ruojun put the silver on the counter, and then carried Zhaoyang upstairs, "Drink some wine to drive away the cold, and then sleep, any worries will pass." ”

"Hmm." Zhaoyang nodded.

"There are still a lot of fun things to do, so it's better that we don't rush back to the imperial city, go all the way, and enjoy the mountains and rivers, which is also worth the trip." Chu Ruojun couldn't do much, so she could only comfort her as much as possible.

Zhaoyang didn't speak, just nodded.

Xiao Er quickly warmed the wine and sent it over, Zhaoyang was not very good at drinking, and after drinking half a pot, his cheeks began to turn pink and his eyes were confused.

She lay on the table, playing with a wine glass in her hand, and said some nonsense in her mouth, "Since you don't want me, I will marry Zuo Yuankun, anyway, the ending is not you, and it is not the same for everyone." ”

As she spoke, she staggered to her feet, holding her head and humming, "I have a headache..... My head hurts. ”

Chu Ruojun picked her up, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

Saying that others are infatuated with men and women, seeing that others love wrongly, she herself is not struggling in the river of love, and finally grabbed a stone and splashed the water, thinking that it can be stopped, can give her warm support, but she will always be caught off guard by ruthless people who break her hands fiercely, push her back into the river again, perched on her own, mercilessly, and quickly occupy.

And she could only watch as she drifted away, watching the stone have a new owner, even if she swam desperately forward, and when she reached him again, she found that it was no longer the crystal and gentle stone that she had been like a jade.

Chu Ruojun squinted her eyes and smiled, and drank the remaining half pot of wine.

Then he paced to another bed, lay down, pulled up the quilt over his body, slept in his clothes, and let his consciousness slowly sink into the darkness.