When the news that Chu Luo was going to officially marry Song Yanji reached Chonghua Palace, Chang'an, who had been indifferent for a long time, could no longer sit still.

"Get up! I want to see the emperor! ”

Chang'an fiercely pushed away the palace maid who stopped her, and almost rushed out of the door.

A few palace maids couldn't stop her, so they called the powerful little eunuch, and several people surrounded Chang'an, not only afraid of hurting the master, but also blocking her way, and it was chaotic for a while.

At this moment, Jiang Wanran took Yingxiang to the Chonghua Palace, and when she saw this situation, she was so anxious that she threw the things in her hand and shouted, "What are you doing here?!" ”

Xiao Dezi, who was crowded in the crowd, looked crying, and begged directly, "Little Master Jiang is here, Niangniang is going to Mingde Palace, no matter how much the minions persuade him, he can't persuade him......"

Jiang Wanran had already heard about the affairs of Mingde Palace, and when she saw this situation at this moment, she felt desolate in her heart, so she shouted in a low voice, "Go down!" ”

Several palace maids and eunuchs listened to the little master's words, and immediately didn't dare to stop them, so they hurriedly stopped and retreated together.

Chang'an sat on the ground, crying, she took Wanran's hand, and her words carried deep pleading and desolation, "Wanran, is it okay to accompany me to find the emperor...... Go to the emperor...... It's still too late, there's no way he's going to do it, it's impossible......"

"Sister." Wanran looked at Chang'an like this, and her heart was also compassionate, she tried her best to be indifferent, and said in a deep voice, "There's no way, the emperor has already asked people to carry eight sedan chairs, and they are all waiting outside the Mingde Palace, and you can't go rashly at this time." ”

Chang'an was stunned, and even his voice was trembling, "I just need to take a look, and I ......will believe it at a glance."

"What's the use of taking a look?" Wanran's voice became cold in vain, "The most ruthless emperor in the world, sister, don't be sad anymore." ”

Ruthless Emperor? Chang'an sneered with relief.

She had never thought of it that way.

In her heart, the ruthless emperor said that anyone could do it, but he couldn't say her Chu Luo.

But what he is doing now can't help but make her sad.

"Wanran, you know what...... When I first found out that the emperor liked Song Yanji, I didn't believe it, but when I saw Song Yanji, I believed it. The stubbornness, the pride, and the cold and chic temperament in her body are what Chu Luo yearns for the most. But even so, I'm still unwilling, I thought he was just confused for a while, I didn't believe he would bring her into the palace, but he did it anyway, and now he wants to marry her into the palace with great fanfare......" Chang'an said, two lines of tears slid down her cheeks in a daze, and there was a rare weakness in her tone, "I thought that by returning to Lin'an with him, I could get back the old time, and it was like this at the beginning!" It wasn't until he met Song Yanji that he turned the place I cherished the most into the place I couldn't look back on...... Really, really......"

Chang'an's eyes widened with panic, Ren's emotions fluctuated violently, she opened her lips slightly, and hated word by word.

"It's disgusting."

Listening gracefully, a sense of sadness arose in his heart, as if he could empathize with Chang'an. She squatted down, stretched out her hand to gently hug Chang'an, and said softly, "It's cold on the ground, let's go in." ”

Chang An came back to his senses, nodded sadly, and walked into the house by gracefully.

That night, it rained heavily. Rain mixed with fine snow came one after another.

The little eunuchs carrying the sedan chair were just carried from the main hall of the Mingde Palace to the apse, and they were already covered in rain. Cheng Dehai stood aside, didn't dare to hold an umbrella, forced the sting pain of the rain on his face, lifted the red curtain, and smiled inward, "Little master, it's time to make a correction." ”

Yan Ji was covered with a bright red Xipa and was helped out by Cheng Dehai. The sedan chair only stopped a few steps away from the door, but He Sheng led a large group of little eunuchs to greet him, holding umbrellas and carrying skirts, and a large number of people hugged Yan Ji into the door.

The dormitory was decorated with dazzling red and dazzling bright gold, and the warm tent beside the bed was replaced with a red gold curtain decorated with red tassels. The pavilion is engraved with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes everywhere, and the red candles are swaying, and even people are integrated into it, and the colors cannot be distinguished. The red brocade is embroidered with camellia patterns, and the bed is also sprinkled with lotus seeds and peanuts.

He Sheng looked at it coldly, helped Yan Ji to the side of the bed and sat down, and whispered through Xipa, "Little master, wait a while, the emperor will be here in a while." ”

After saying that, he respectfully blessed his body and went down with his aunts and little eunuchs.

Yan Ji sat quietly, quietly lifted the corner of Xipa, and looked at everything around her. In an instant, warm and moving tears overflowed into his eyes.

It turned out that Chu Luo actually treated her so well.

He knew that he had been looking forward to the day of the wedding, so the day he returned her would be complete.

Thinking like this, a thunderclap swept through the sky, which immediately startled Yan Ji.

On the side of the inner hall, a long figure was reflected on the ground at some point, and Yan Ji's eyes caught a glimpse of this, and immediately pulled down the hijab and sat upright as if nothing happened.

This scene fell in Chu Luo's eyes, adding to his smile, and he stepped forward and took her hand.

In the Chonghua Palace, Wanran saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was raging outside the window, she was so worried that she should leave at this time. She thought that the emperor and Yan Ji were already in the Mingde Palace at this time, and thought that Chang'an probably wouldn't cause any more trouble, so she got up and said, "Sister, rest for a while, the concubine will go back to the palace first." ”

Chang'an glanced out the window, and was also a little worried, "It's raining so hard, I'll send you somebody." ”

Wanran smiled softly, warm as spring, "No need, sister just rest." ”

As soon as she stepped out of the door, she saw a thunderbolt splitting, the rain was cold, and every tree and tree in the Chonghua Hall was submerged in the rain, only a moment of work, the sky and the earth were dark, and only bursts of thunder were endless.

At this moment, in the Mingde Palace, Chu Luo picked Yan Ji's Xipa and faced her with a gentle gaze.

At this moment, when the four eyes met, he suddenly remembered Chang'an.

On that day when the sun was just right and the waves were calm, the wedding procession stretched mightily, the flags were painted with fans, the flat gold embroidered phoenix, and one hundred and sixty pairs of palace lamps illuminated the entire Lin'an City. The sound of firecrackers has never stopped, and copper coins are sprinkled all over the entire palace road to receive relatives. The overwhelming red color connects the vast world into one. Chu Luo sat on the horse, the jade tree was in the wind, handsome and unparalleled, eclipsing everything around him.

He picked off Chang'an's Xipa, and the smiling lip line pulled a little pear vortex on her face, which actually made him look trance.

"Chang'an." He called her softly, and the moment he reached out to touch her cheek, he was clenched tightly by a cold hand.

"What did you just call me?" Yan Ji's eyes widened, and an almost decadent melancholy appeared on her face.

Chu Luo seemed to have just woken up from Fang Cai's contemplation, he looked at Yan Ji's face with incomprehensible surprise, and his heart shook violently.

"Yan Ji."

Song Yanji's fingers trembled coldly, and even Chu Luo could feel her touch slightly cold. She took the two glasses of wine in front of the bed, handed one to Chu Luo, and said in a deep voice, "Drink it." ”

With that, she drank the liquor from her glass.

Chu Luo looked at her blankly, not knowing what to say. His mind went blank. Only a vague figure appeared in his mind over and over again.

It's Chang'an! It turned out to be Shen Changan!

He watched as Yan Ji put the wine cup down and stood up to unbutton his robe. He closed his eyes and pressed the movement of her hand.

At this moment, his heart was finally firm.

Yan Ji raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, she looked at him, and her former eagerness was suddenly extinguished.

He stared at her, and finally spoke, "Yan Ji, I was wrong. ”

Yan Ji slowly withdrew her hand, the sadness in her eyes gradually spread a trace of contempt, she didn't speak, just looked at him silently, hoping that he would change his mind at this moment.

The corners of Chu Luo's eyes were also filled with tears, and in silence, he seemed to have endured it for a long time, but the sentence he opened made Song Yanji's whole person shattered.

"I still love Chang'an."

The torrential rain on the horizon became more and more intense, and it hit the window sash of Mingde Palace one by one.

He rushed out of the house desperately, the shadow of the red wedding dress swaying on the wall by the candlelight.

The little eunuch at the door was startled, and called out in a lost voice, "Your Majesty, where are you going-"

"Your Majesty—"

It was night, and the city was hit by torrential rain, and the sound of water was heard on all sides.

Chang'an has never seen such heavy rain in his life.

The wind was strong, and all the branches were broken. She stood under the porch, feeling the chill of the torrential rain on her face, and watched her peach grove be broken one by one. Where could the transplanted peach trees withstand the invasion of this storm, but in an instant, a large number of peach forests fell in front of Chang'an's eyes.

Chang'an looked at it, and his heart was extremely frustrated.

"Master." Han Yan ran out with a cloak, put it on Chang'an's shoulder, and comforted him gently, "Such a heavy rain, be careful that the branches will hurt you again, so let's go into the house quickly." ”

"I'll wait a little longer." Chang'an's gaze was fixed at the gate of the Chonghua Palace, and he refused to leave for a long time.

Han Yan sighed heavily in his heart. She knew that the emperor was spending candles in the cave room with Song Yanji in Mingde Palace at this time, and he would not come at all. Thinking like this, she saw that Chang'an was also pitiful, and she couldn't bear to say it after all, "Master, it's the same when you enter the house, the slave and maid are guarding outside." ”

Chang'an heard this sentence and finally agreed. When Han Yan saw Chang'an enter the house, he immediately followed behind her and closed the door. Chang'an saw it, and it was undeniable.

Hanyan made the bed, smiled warmly and said to Chang'an, "Master, you rest, there is something to call a slave." ”

Chang'an listened from afar, but nodded his head.

As soon as the cold smoke left, tears fell from the corners of Chang'an's eyes.

At that moment, the door opened, and the wind and rain blew into the temple.

Chang'an raised her eyes and looked, and the figure she had been looking forward to for a long time finally appeared in front of her.

She threw down everything she had at hand and ran to Chu Luo's side as fast as she could, throwing herself into his arms.

He hugged her tightly, warm and firm.

"Chang'an, I'm here."