Wei Luo never expected that Gao Yi would mention his name at this time! It turns out that he still remembers himself.

She looked up in a daze, but she looked at Yoshinobu-kun.

Yoshinobu-kun's face was a little cold and a little stiff.

Seeing this, Wei Luo lowered his head slightly, closed his mouth, and did not answer Gongzi Yi's question.

Childe Yi saw that she ignored her, but as soon as he was exposed, he withdrew his gaze.

Next, Yuan Ji Qingji's performance, everyone was a little careless.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it's time to end.

Wei Luo was tightly hugged by Yixinjun's waist and walked out of the arena with his head bowed.

The crowd was like a tide, walking and walking, and she casually tilted her head to the side and looked at the tall figure.

This time, she met Gongzi Jingling's gaze directly.

After staring at each other for a moment, Wei Luo lowered his eyes, and in the arms of Yixinjun, he blessed him slightly. Then, she turned her head and didn't look back.

She is saying goodbye, this farewell, maybe goodbye. This man, this country, this place, I don't know if she will see her again in this life.

Suddenly, she felt powerless, sore, and hurt.

Wei Luo blinked, hiding all these emotions back in his heart.

The banquet will be held, but the arrival of Gongzi Yi obviously makes Yoshinobu-kun's mind no longer at the banquet. It is estimated that he will not stay long in the Jin Kingdom before he will set off.

Gongzi Jingling quietly watched the direction Wei Luo left, and he saw Wei Luo's farewell. For some reason, when she turned around, he found that his chest was blocked again, and it was difficult to breathe.

Wei Luo got into Yoshinobujun's carriage and drove all the way back to the post house.

Sure enough, as Wei Luo expected, a few days later, Yixinjun took her back to Qi. And Gongzi Yi still stayed in the Jin Kingdom.

The long convoy drove out of Xintian. Along the way, it was another incense car. But this time, not only the tortoises came, but other nobles from Xintian City also came to see them off.

They stared at Yoshinobu-kun's carriage with burning eyes, just thinking that he would show his face.

To Wei Luo's surprise, Yoshinobu-kun really showed up. He lifted the curtains on both sides, allowing himself and Wei Luo to appear in the sun, calmly facing the nobles.

Nitta City was a sensation. Countless people crowded in, men and women, old people and children, at this moment, they were all extremely excited.

Unconsciously, Xintian was full of joy and sent each other all the way.

Until he left Xintian City, Wei Luo didn't speak. She wanted to laugh happily and say happily that she was free.

But she couldn't be happy, she couldn't be happy.

This farewell is really goodbye. In this era, the traffic is so inconvenient, from Qi to Jin, how much more than a few months? What's more, there is already a painful wound between her and him.

Deliberately ignoring the passage of time, and the distance between space, this farewell is really goodbye. After this parting, even hatred will seem extravagant, and in the end, it will only be a stranger.

Boundless loneliness and loss, pain and bitterness, poured into Wei Luo's heart.

But she didn't deliberately hide from this emotion. This is the last time she misses that man, misses this place, let her indulge for a while.

Yoshinobu-kun didn't speak either. He kept furrowing his eyebrows, his fingers moving frequently, obviously thinking about a very important question, and he didn't have the heart to talk to Wei Luo.

In the study room in Jingling Mansion.

Gongzi Jingling sat on the collapse, and in front of his feet, Cai Ji was kneeling on the ground, her beautiful head was on the ground, and she cried in a low voice: "If you have no heart, the concubine can't stay." ”

When she said this, she choked up, and looked up at Gongzi Jingling slightly, her eyes were misty with tears, and her beautiful little face was full of sadness.

This time she looked up, but she looked indifferent to Gongzi Jingling. In addition to indifference, there is also impatience.

There is nothing more desperate than this expression.

Cai Ji was just stunned, and her face turned white. She suddenly couldn't help herself, covered her face with her sleeves, and began to cry bitterly.

Her cry caused Gongzi Jingling to raise his head, and he looked at her fixedly.

Cai Ji's cry was just a little quieter, and Gongzi Jingling suddenly spoke, "Why is Ji crying?" Your weeping is bitter, and it is not in vain. ”

And he said, Why are you crying? Your cry sounds like real crying, painful.

As soon as this question came out, Cai Ji was stunned in tears.

She sobbed and shut up.

She looked at Gongzi Jingling in disbelief, her face was red and swollen, and her tears were clear.

There was still pain in her expression, but a little consternation added to the pain.

Yes, she was very stunned, because Gongzi Jingling's question was extremely funny, extremely naïve, and completely said by an ignorant young child. If she hadn't heard it with her own ears, she wouldn't have believed it.

Could it be that there are people crying in this world, and they are still pretending to cry? Could it be that on such an occasion, it is worth a person to fake crying?

The eyes are facing each other.

Gongzi Jingling stared at Cai Ji a few times, a gloom flashed on Jun's face, he waved his hand, and said in a low voice: "Ji wants to leave, just leave." With that, he shouted, "Someone! ”

"Yes."

Two maidservants entered.

Gongzi Jingling didn't raise his head, and said coldly: "Set up your bags for everyone Cai." ”

"Yes."

In the response of the maid, Gongzi Jingling stood up, turned the hem of his clothes, raised his big sleeves, and hurriedly walked outside.

Gongzi Jingling walked in a hurry, in a hurry. After a while, he rushed out of a courtyard.

In this courtyard, the grass is green, and the peach blossoms are all over the ground, but the door is closed, and it is lonely.

As soon as Gongzi Jingling rushed to the gate of the courtyard, the figure that strode was stunned.

He paused, froze, and did not move for a long time.

After a while, a swordsman trotted behind him, crossed his hands, and asked softly:

"The cold garden has not been cleaned, please allow the maid to take care of the son for a while before entering."

His voice is soft and his expression is careful.

Because, he found that the Gongzi Jingling in front of him had stiff movements and a stiff expression.

Half an hour, Gongzi Jingling moved his fingers.

He let out a long breath and said in a low voice, "This place, let's seal it." ”

The swordsman was stunned.

His apprehension obviously angered Gongzi Jingling, only to see him brush the ground and turn around, staring at the swordsman and shouting angrily: "Seal it-"

The swordsman said, with his hands crossed, and said loudly: "No." ”

As soon as the voice sounded, Gongzi Jingling had already raised his sleeves and turned around and walked back.

When he walked back, he regained his calm and grace, his majesty and indifference. It seems that his loss of control just now, the anger just now, is just the swordsman's eyes dazzled. Faintly, the swordsman heard him muttering to himself, "It's just a woman, why is this?" ”

After the convoy of Qi envoys drove out of Xintian, they drove into the long, deserted official road.

In this era, there is often no sound for hundreds of miles. Except for a few large cities, in many places, there is only boundless desolation.

Therefore, whenever a convoy of hundreds of vehicles and a convoy stretching for more than ten miles passed by, as long as there were people living there, the nearby residents would come one after another. They would take advantage of the friendliness of the convoy to ask for it, and the women would offer themselves pillow seats to the men in the convoy.

In many cases, they are not motivated by these men or to desire money and possibly vanity.

All they want is a moment of joy. It is the only few thrills and excitements in this long lonely and desolate life. （）