Late at night, the sound of the rain faded.

It seemed that in just an instant, the world was quiet again.

Chang'an opened the window sash and saw the trickle under the corridor, merging into it, and couldn't help but see God. When she was young, she often liked to sit alone in the room and watch the rain, watching the sound of the rain outside, but the world inside the house was quiet.

At some point, a pair of arms reached out behind her, closed the window sash in front of her, and said softly, "It's just raining, don't catch a cold." ”

While she was thinking, he had already turned to her, Chang An turned his face away, and walked to the bed and sat down.

Chu Luo followed behind her, squatted down, and knelt on her lap, his tone seemed to be full of helplessness and sorrow, "You hate me." ”

Chang'an's eyes were sour, and tears fell suddenly.

It was he who had lost her, and she wanted to hate him, but she couldn't. He has done so many sorry things for her, and when she thinks about it, she can only hate Song Yanji.

"You came out like this, do you know what the consequences will be?" She raised her eyes and stared straight at him, a pair of eyes that were cold and clear, with a clear light.

What consequences could he have thought about?

From the moment he met her, he never thought about the consequences.

He reached out and hugged her, and he thought she would push him away, but she didn't.

Her warm tears fell down his cheeks one by one, so hot and stinging.

"You're going to hate me."

Chang'an held his breath slightly, staring into the distance with compassion, "The peach blossoms have all fallen." ”

He was a little stunned, and suddenly remembered that on the way he came, he also saw a bleak scene outside the door, and he felt pity in his heart. He raised his head, wiped the tears from her face, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'll plant another piece for you at the beginning of spring next year." ”

She shook her head slightly, and sadness came naturally, "I don't like it anymore." ”

His heart shook violently.

He stroked her cheeks, his eyes were sour and unbearable, and he almost pleaded, "Chang'an, whatever you like, I will give it to you, and I will give you everything you say." ”

She smiled slightly bitterly and sighed infinitely.

I like you, but you're not mine anymore.

She bent down and saw that there was still a sachet embroidered with the small characters "Chang'an" hanging from the waist of his red robe, which was incompatible with the big red piece. She stretched out her hand, untied the sachet, and said warmly, "The emperor is married, it's not good to always carry this." ”

His throat was so dry that he couldn't speak, he took her hand and said impatiently, "I like this, what's wrong with it?" ”

She pulled away his hand slightly, her voice ethereal and weak, "There will be better ones in the future." ”

"Chang'an ......"

"We've been arguing for so long, you're tired." She interrupted his thoughts.

He frowned slightly, not knowing what she was going to say next, and for a moment, he was afraid to hear what she said next.

"I'm tired." Chang'an let out a deep voice, his voice calmly chilling, "If I hadn't met you, what a good thing it would be." ”

Chu Luo's face quickly turned white, and he could hear his heavy heartbeat when he was angry, "Chang'an, don't say it again." ”

The person who knows Chu Luo best in this world is none other than Shen Changan.

Chang'an could hear the anger in his words, but he was also fearless. Grief is greater than heart death, she has nothing to fear.

"He who ran out on the night of joy was to be criticized. Chang'an cannot afford this responsibility. ”

Chu Luo's expression deepened, and the clenched fists also increased a little harder, "Who of them dares to say that I am not?" ”

When Chang'an heard this, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened, "Oh yes, I forgot, you are the emperor, who can dare to say that you are not." ”

Chu Luo's chest rose and fell violently, and his face turned pale instantly, "Chang'an, are you fighting against me?" ”

Chang'an looked at each other with a calm and cold gaze, calmly making people afraid, "The concubine doesn't dare." ”

Concubines, concubines......

How could she ever call herself a concubine in front of him!?

He picked up the cup on the table and slammed it against the wall, and said angrily, "Chang'an, you are the one who wants to leave, you must not regret it." ”

Regret? She sneered faintly, she had already regretted it thousands of times.

She raised her face, and her slender eyes flew with a terrifying awe, "The concubine will definitely not regret it." ”

He closed his eyes deeply, did not linger for a moment, turned and brushed his sleeves away.

Chu Luo walked out of the gate of the Chonghua Palace, and the cold smoke flashed out from the side door, and he stood on the side with his head bowed, not daring to make a sound.

"How long have you been there?"

"When the emperor came up, the slave maid was ......there," Hanyan replied timidly.

Chang'an stroked his forehead with his hand, but there was deep exhaustion between his eyebrows, "It's nothing, you go back to sleep." ”

"Master." Han Yan stood there and said softly, "Since the emperor is here, there must be a master in his heart, why does the master want to drive the emperor away?" ”

When Chang'an heard this, the pain in his eyes worsened point by minute. Did she really want to do that? Does she really want to push the man she loves to other women?

She smiled coldly, staring at the direction Chu Luo had left with burning eyes, and sighed sadly, "What's the use of having me in your heart?" His feelings are not the only one, so I'd rather not have them at all. ”

"Master......" Hanyan still wants to persuade again, but seeing that Chang'an is so stubborn, he can't persuade anymore. She has been by Chang'an's side for more than six years, and she understands Chang'an. She saw the prince and Chang'an meet, welcomed her into the door, and stood together on this supreme hall, they are a pair made in heaven, and they are the best couple in the world. But they never expected that they would have such a day.

This is unprovoked and chilling.

When Chu Luo returned to Mingde Palace, it was already the third watch.

The bright red stood in front of the door, as if sighing at the excitement and prosperity of the past.

He walked into the dormitory and saw Yan Ji lying on the bed, as if she had fallen asleep. He sighed softly, turned into the corridor, and went to the side hall.

Yan Ji heard Chu Luo's footsteps gradually moving away, Huo Ran opened his eyes, and Douda's tears instantly overflowed his eyes.

Sleepless nights.

At the fifth watch, a little eunuch got up and was busy in the courtyard. Chang'an was already sleeping lightly, but after listening to this movement, he naturally woke up. After freshening up a little, she pushed open the door to the dormitory.

The little eunuch at the door was startled when he saw Chang'an coming out, and hurriedly said, "Ah, why did the master wake up at this time, did the minions wake up the master so loudly?" ”

Chang'an didn't answer, she condensed slightly, looked at the work in the hands of the little eunuchs, and asked aloud, "What are you doing here?" ”

Xiao Shanzi listened to the question, ran to Chang'an in a puff of smoke, and said respectfully, "Last night, the wind blew down all the peach trees, and the slave was afraid that it would hinder the master's way, so he got up early and carried these trees out together. ”

Chang'an looked coldly at the broken tree trunk lying scattered all over the courtyard, and couldn't help but feel a wave of compassion. She couldn't bear to look any more, closed the door, and turned to go inside.

When he arrived, it was Jiang Wanran who came to Chonghua Palace.

As soon as she entered the door, she shook off the fine snow, and the palace maid at the door hurriedly helped her take off her cloak and welcomed her in.

Seeing her like this, Chang'an couldn't help frowning and said, "It's snowing outside again?" ”

With a smile, she bowed her head slightly, "No, the weather is getting fast." However, it was a little snowy, and I was still able to walk. ”

Chang An smiled gently, raised his face, and motioned for Han Yan to hand over the stove in his hand to Wanran.

Wanran took the stove and smiled gently, "I wanted to come to see my sister for a long time, but something delayed it......" Wanran said this, with a hint of compassion in her eyes, and gently opened her lips and said, "Sister doesn't know yet, last night, Fu Cairen from Yuhua Pavilion went." ”

Chang'an frowned slightly, but he couldn't remember which one Fu Cairen was for a while. But it was the cold smoke beside him who first said "ah", and then attached himself to Chang'an's side and whispered, "Master, do you remember, it was Fu Cairen who entered the palace for the first time." When she first entered the palace, she also came to our Chonghua Palace. ”

Hearing Hanyan mention this, Chang'an had a slight impression. This Fu Cairen did come to see her once when he entered the palace, and he often asked someone to send some things to Chonghua Hall in the future, but Chang'an has always been reluctant to interact with people too much, so he naturally left it behind. But at this time, when I heard the news of her death, my heart was also tense violently, and I couldn't help asking, "Good person, why is it suddenly gone?" ”

Wanran sighed heavily, and her words were extremely sympathetic and pitying, "I heard that I have been sick for several months, because I am not favored, and my family background is not very good, no one cares about it at all, so I dragged it out again and again, and I couldn't bear it last night, so I went." After that, she suddenly remembered the scene she had just seen in Yuhua Pavilion, and she was also heartbroken, "It's really pitiful, there are no people, and they were sent out of the palace by a few eunuchs with a white cloth, and they didn't even report it." The concubine couldn't bear to see it, so she spent some money to send it back to Fu Cairen's mother's house. Alas—"

Chang'an listened, and her heart was full of pity, even she could hear her dry voice, "How can you not report it?" Don't the emperor know? ”

"How could the emperor know?" Wanran was silent for a moment, and then sighed lightly and said, "Even if it is reported, the emperor doesn't know which one Fu Cairen is." ”

When Chang'an heard this, his face suddenly turned cold, and even cold sweat broke out on his forehead. She has always stood in the highest position, and has never cared about the suffering of the people below. This life is miserable, and no one even knows that he is dead.

When Chang'an thought of this, he couldn't help but tremble. Although the harem has a large number of people, it is the most inhuman place.

At this moment, she was very scared in her heart, she was afraid that her fate would be the same as Fu Cairen, if she was not alive, she would be insulted like this, and she would not die well.

Will there be such a day? Will there really be such a day? Chu Luo would not treat her like this. But he has already married Song Yanji and entered the door, what else can't he do?

Thinking like this, Chang'an suddenly felt a chill on her body, and she tightened the cloak on her body hard, but she still couldn't feel a trace of warmth.