After a while, everything went into Natianbag's stomach, and Natianbao was still a small deflated ball, and it didn't look like it was containing something at all.

A ceremony was a complete success.

……

A few families are happy and a few are sad, and Gu Xijiu's ceremony here is like a fire cooking oil, which is lively and lively.

Yun Qingluo's small courtyard was deserted, and there was no half of a figure in sight.

She lay alone in the house, alone and desolate.

Her injuries were more serious than Gu Xijiu's, not only were her ribs broken, but she was also stabbed by the emperor's clothes!

Although it was her own sword that could be melted away with its own blood, the wound was still real, and the broken rib had just been rejoined.

Ordinary people break their muscles and bones for a hundred days, but a monk like her doesn't have to, and she can recover from such injuries for ten days and eight days. But heart wounds are not healed in a short period of time.

Zuo Tianshi has actually been cold to her all the time, and she is basically business-oriented.

And she was like a moth throwing herself into the fire, plunging headlong into it and preferring to be reduced to ashes than to come out.

If it were other women who received such a cold reception from the emperor, they would basically die and dare not think about it again.

But Yun Qingluo is an obsession,

Loving him has become an obsession, and I will not regret it. Helplessly, whether in the past life or in this life, it is all falling flowers and deliberately flowing mercilessly......

Her love didn't get a response from the other party.

In the evening, someone finally came to her small courtyard, it was her best friend Lin Feiyin here, Lin Feiyin obviously had just participated in Gu Xijiu's ceremony.

She brought food to Yun Qingluo, of course, she also mentioned the excitement in the ceremony, focusing on the gift that Zuo Tianshi gave to Gu Xijiu......

Her words invisibly inserted countless small knives in Yun Qingluo's heart, she didn't speak, and she didn't want to speak.

She didn't want people to see the joke, she originally wanted to make that girl a joke, but she didn't expect to shoot herself in the foot and make herself a joke!

Lin Feiyin came and went, but her heart burned like fire again!

Why? Why? That girl is obviously nothing as good as herself, why can she easily get his attention? Why?!

A great reluctance and anger arched in her chest, making her almost unable to lie down.

Everyone has a different concept of love, if Gu Xijiu is in her position, even if she likes someone again, if the other party is not interesting at all, then she will happily choose to let go, if he finds a partner who truly loves her, she may also be disappointed, but she will not be entangled, let alone stalked, she may wish the other party happiness.

If you really love someone, you will want him to live well, and hope that he can achieve true happiness, even if that happiness is not given by her, at least she will not destroy it.

But Yun Qingluo no, she loves paranoia, loves crazy, and can do anything to love her. If she can't get the other person's love, she will attack the other person's loved one like crazy, and try to make people stumble.

Gu Xijiu obviously didn't deal with her much, but she regarded Gu Xijiu as a bitter enemy, and tried to make the other party stink......

Just like this time, she suffered such a loss, and she didn't want to think about it because she was spicy to the other party first, but felt that Gu Xijiu also gave her a spicy hand, why could she be loved and forgiven by everyone, but she Yun Qingluo was so cold-

The reason is still on the emperor's clothes, and the people in the hall are all snobbish and white-eyed wolves!