"If you don't want to laugh, you don't have to laugh, in front of me, you don't need to wronged yourself." Ji Chaoge stretched out his hand to cover her eyes, felt his palm wet again, and couldn't help but sigh. "Don't cry, you cry so much that I feel sorry."

The warm words hit the barren place in her heart, Zhao Xinyue closed her eyes obediently, but she couldn't stop the tears that kept falling.

"Ji Chaoge, do you mind if I have someone else in my heart?"

It's impossible to say that he doesn't mind, the first person Ji Chaoge likes is her, and naturally hopes that she can be the same as him.

"Then do you mind if I grew up in the barracks as a child?" Ji Chaoge did not answer positively, but answered the question with questions.

Zhao Xinyue was stunned by the question, her swollen eyes couldn't be opened, and she looked at him half-squinted, "Why should I mind?" ”

"yes, why should I mind? I came too late, I didn't have time to participate in your past, and I didn't have the qualifications to mind. If you have to mind and mind your present and future, that's what I can control. ”

Maybe the summer sun was too bright, or maybe the words of the person in front of him were too beautiful, Zhao Xinyue's tears that he could not stop burst out of the embankment again and fell in his palm.

"Ji Jue, as long as you live up to your heart, I will protect you thoroughly." In the middle of the night, Zhao Xinyue rubbed her nose and muttered.

Ji Chaoge smiled dumbly, lowered his head and landed a cool kiss on top of her head, did not take her words to heart, and said softly: "Okay, then I'll wait." ”

I thought it was a joke, but after many years, she really kept her promise and used her own strength to go wild. Dressed in red and bloody, he stood in front of the army, stepping on the drums of war and riding proudly, threatening to break the city and step over her corpse.

After more than two years, Zhao Xinyue's heart knot was finally untied, and at the same time that Bai Ying and the others breathed a sigh of relief, Zhao Xinyue was sick, so sick that she was so sick that she didn't dare to go anywhere, and stayed in front of her bed to serve the decoction with her own hands.

"Brother, is my sister-in-law better?" Holding the newly bought candied fruit, Ji Qingqing walked into the inner room lightly, and saw that Zhao Xinyue was still asleep, so she couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Ji Chaoge shook his head, how delicate a man he used to be, and he didn't have time to take care of the scum at this moment, seeing that she seemed to be crying in a dream again, he hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and pinched a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"I never knew that one person could have so many tears. People who are so cheerful on weekdays seem to hide endless sad things in their hearts. ”

Ji Qingqing agreed with this very much, glanced at her brother sympathetically, and couldn't help but sigh: "Since I heard Bai Ying talk about my sister-in-law's past, every time I see my sister-in-law crying, I feel sorry for her." How many decades can a person's life have, she gave the best youth to that person, how can that person bear to live up to it? After speaking, he paused, "If I have the opportunity to see him in the future, I will definitely ask him face to face, how ruthless his heart is, and he is willing to let down such an infatuated person." ”

"Perhaps, if he is not ruthless, maybe he is the most painful person."

It is said that only men understand men, and after seeing Zhao Xinyue's goodness, Ji Chaoge inexplicably has a feeling. Back then, Li Huaijin gave up his glory to become a monk, and he must have been reluctant to give up on her.

When Ji Qingqing heard this, she immediately pouted disapprovingly, and said sullenly: "What is so sad about him, he can ruthlessly give up his ten-year relationship, he must be a thin lover without a heart." ”

"Not necessarily." Ji Chaoge shook his head slowly, and lowered his eyes to look at the much thinner woman on the bed.

If Li Huaijin is really a heartless person, how can a woman as smart as her be seriously ill for two years and still can't see through.

"Hmph, not necessarily, in my opinion. If he hadn't let down his sister-in-law with his unkindness, how could his sister-in-law's personality change drastically? Brother, didn't you hear Bai Ying say, my sister-in-law once became famous in the capital for her talent and appearance, how many noble children did not hesitate to stay in front of the palace gate for days to see her? Such an amazing and brilliant woman, if it weren't for Li Huaijin's lard blinding his heart, what would he be from? ”

Ji Chao's song opened late, but he could see it clearly. Although he doesn't like Li Huaijin, he also knows one or two from the rumors, Huaijin, the son of the Li family, is a great figure, five years old can memorize a thousand words, seven years old can become a poem in five steps, eight years old before the emperor dedicates words to a hundred schools of praise, the first emperor Longxin Dayue royal pen handpicked him as the princess of Jingyang royal husband.

is such a precocious person, and he has been cultivated by the family, ten years of getting along day and night, how can he say that he can forget, and he can easily give it up?

As the saying goes, illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread. Zhao Xinyue's illness was two whole months, and when she finally got better, the autumn of Nanyang had quietly arrived.

"Why are all the flowers in the yard gone?" Standing in the courtyard, Zhao Xinyue asked the white cherry blossoms who were waiting beside her in surprise.

Hearing this, Bai Ying smiled helplessly and asked, "Does Your Highness know what month it is?" Seeing her shake her head in confusion, she reminded sadly, "Your Highness, it's already September." ”

"September? So fast? Zhao Xinyue's eyes widened, she raised her hand and pinched her increasingly slender wrist, and couldn't help muttering, "No wonder I feel like I've lost a lot of weight." ”

"Your Highness has lost a lot of weight, this time the illness is menacing, in the future, Your Highness must take care of yourself, and you can't scare slaves like this anymore." Bai Sakura said with palpitations, thinking of how sick she was before, Bai Sakura was so sad that she wanted to cry.

Zhao Xinyue nodded, glanced up at the direction of the capital, and sighed: "It's been three months since I came to Nanyang in the blink of an eye, and this illness makes me feel that most of my life has passed, and I seem to be old before I know it." ”

"Your Highness is not yet full of ten, and he is still young." Bai Sakura shook her head busily, her face full of disapproval.

What if you are not under the age of two, but your heart is already vast, where can you make up for it with age? Zhao Xinyue pursed her lips and smiled, looking at the withered yellow ground and didn't say anything.

Ji Chaoge finally settled down things, and what she saw when she came to Fengwu Palace was that she was standing in the middle of the courtyard, her figure so thin that she could float away with the wind.

"Yue'er." The cold voice that is usually accompanied by Buddha incense is inexplicably dyed with the brightness of March.

"You're here." Zhao Xinyue turned around when she heard the voice, beckoned to him, and waited for him to get close before saying, "I'll discuss something with you." ”

When her jade hand entered the palm of her hand, Ji Chaoge looked at her with a warm face and chuckled: "You say." ”

"Can you call me by a different name, I don't like people to call me Yue'er." When her father was still there, she liked to hold her on her lap and call her Yue'er, but since her father died, she couldn't hear these two words anymore.

Ji Chaoge was stunned for a moment, holding her hand in vain, her eyes were still sinking like water, but she was dyed with a trace of imperceptible displeasure. "Okay, if you don't like it, I won't call it."

I promised so happily that I didn't even ask why?

Zhao Xinyue was a little stunned, always feeling that he was a little unhappy, but he couldn't see his face at all. "Thank you."

"No, I don't." Ji Chaoge was depressed in his heart, obviously the person who was still laughing at him just now, but at this moment he was alienated from him because of his nickname.

What did she mean by that? Tell him clearly that the name Yue'er is not something he can call, or do you want to remind him that there are others in her heart, and this name is only for that person?!

The more I thought about it, the more Ji Chaoge's heart tumbled, and the last enthusiasm was all wiped out by indifference, like falling into a dark river cave, with endless coldness.

The evening breeze stirred up embarrassment all over the courtyard, and the atmosphere stiffened in vain.

Bai Ying looked at Ji Chaoge for some reason, then turned her head to look at her Royal Highness, and finally looked at Qingfeng in confusion, but saw that Qingfeng was the same as herself, and her eyes were black, how confused and confused she was.

What's going on? Bai Ying bit her lip, struggled for a long time, and said to Zhao Xinyue: "Your Highness, go back and rest in the cold weather." ”

"It's fine." Zhao Xinyue got up and walked towards Fengwu Palace, and saw Ji Chaoge standing at the end of the month with his back straight, and called softly: "Do you want to go into the house and sit for a while?" ”

"No, this king still has something to do, go first!" After speaking, Ji Chaoge walked straight out of the courtyard of Fengwu Palace, without even looking back.

There was no time to even stick a stick of incense, Zhao Xinyue looked at his back in surprise and refused to leave, turned her head and asked Bai Ying: "What is he here for?" ”

"The slave doesn't know." Bai Ying shook her head, and said with a bitter and bitter expression: "It would be good if Lord Changlin was here, only men can understand a man's thoughts." ”

"If you don't say that I'm about to forget about him, I don't have time to summon him for this serious illness, and I don't know how things are arranged on Jingyang's side. You send someone back to Dream Tower to deliver a message and ask him to come to me. ”

Zhao Xinyue suddenly slapped her palm, she said, this disease is menacing, and she always feels as if there is someone missing around her.

Being reminded by Bai Sakura like this, she only remembered that she hadn't seen the scourge of Changlin for a long time. I haven't been in contact with Jingyang for so long, and I don't know how Qingxuan handled the things she explained.

Bai Ying took the order to retreat, and quickly sent a message back to the dream building, at most a cup of tea, Changlin, who was dressed in a blue smoke-colored robe, pushed the door with a jade bone fan and walked in.

"Miss me, is this?" didn't even knock on the door, Changlin smiled and pushed the door directly.

Zhao Xinyue raised her eyes to look at him, sat in front of the bookcase and continued to write, and when he approached, she picked up the written rice paper and handed it to him, "Help me see, but there is anything that needs to be changed." ”

When it came to business, Changlin immediately put away the hippie smile from before, took the rice paper and looked at it carefully, and said in surprise: "You want to raise the walls of Jingyang Zhucheng?" ”

"Not only do I want to raise the city wall, but I also want to build a canal and expand the granary, otherwise there will be no place to put the grain I bought from Qinyang and Wuyang." Zhao Xinyue continued to hand him a piece of rice paper without raising her head, and motioned for him to dry the ink on it himself.

Changlin put down the rice paper, stroked his chin with one hand, and said disapprovingly: "Why is it so sudden? Even if you want to do these things, you shouldn't rush them. ”

"I don't have much time, in less than two years, the imperial brother will definitely make a big move, I can't control whether the situation is stable or not, but many fiefdoms will definitely be affected. Based on my understanding of the imperial brother, once the imperial brother makes a move, Nanyang and Jingyang will definitely bear the brunt. Prevention is better than temporary cramming. ”