Lu Zihan sighed lightly, his face full of affection: "I didn't want to imprison you, and I know that I can't keep you, where are you going, let's go!" It's just," walked up to Zhu Ran and stuffed the jade pendant in his hand back into Zhu Ran's hand, "I just hope that this thing you put away and give it away has no reason to take it back." ”

Zhu Ran didn't expect Lu Zihan to say this, he was speechless for a while, and finally said in a soft tone: "Brother Lu, you are Princess Kangshuo's concubine, the father of the child in Hexi's womb, we can't go back...... Count me begging you, be good to Hexi, okay? Don't hurt her, don't make me hate you. ”

Lu Zihan finally chose to remain silent.

Zhu Ran resolutely left.

It's just that she walked out of the princess's mansion less than a dozen steps away, but another difficulty stood there waiting for her.

It turned out that Du Yuxuan heard that Zhu Ran was imprisoned in Dali Temple, and after many inquiries, he learned that Zhu Hexi had connected Zhu Ran to the princess's mansion. I wanted to see her, but I didn't dare. He hesitated, and he had been at the door for two days.

Du Yuxuan was dressed in a dark white plain robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, standing in place like a mountain, unmoving. It's just that the mountain is bare, lifeless and lifeless.

Du Yuyan stood in the sun, and Zhu Ran looked at him with the light, but what he saw was still a dark shadow. Walked up to him and moved his lips, "Why are you here?" "I want to make a joke: Mo is not waiting for me! It's just that this joke is too deliberate for Zhu Ran to say. She looked at his haggard face, gloomy eyes, and the infinite pain and helplessness in her heart, where was she still like the chic and unrestrained and suave Du Gongzi at the beginning.

"These days, I heard a joke......" Du Yuxuan finally spoke, and his chapped lips were forced to bend into some arcs.

Zhu Ran only felt that there was a boulder blocking her chest, which made her breathless, and what he heard was a joke, a ridiculous fact.

"Some say we're ...... Brother and sister, ridiculous or not? ”

“…… Du Yuxuan. Zhu Ran had nothing to say, and in the face of such an absurd reality, all words were too weak.

The curvature of Du Yuxuan's mouth was a little bigger, and his chapped lips seemed to be opened, and he said to Zhu Ran: "Don't call me by my name this time......

"Brother Xuan?" Zhu Ran imitated Cao Shuyao, but it was too out of place, Du Yuxuan's pupils suddenly contracted after hearing this, and the word "brother" instantly tore apart the bloody facts, according to the seniority, she really wanted to call him brother.

"I want you to call me Hyun...... I'll call you Ran'er ......"

A sour feeling surged into Zhu Ran's heart, the encounter in this world is really ridiculous, he gently pinched Du Yuxuan's shoulder, and said softly: "Forget me......"

Du Yuxuan tried to make his tone appear light: "I almost forgot...... I'm going to marry Cao Shuyao. ”

It was not Cao Shuyao's change that made Du Yuxuan have a good impression of her, but in the face of the family crisis, Du Yuxuan had to face the reality, it was the power of the Cao family that made a marriage, but it is really difficult to say whether this fate can be made into a pair and become fate. Zhu Ran thought about the effort he put into Cao Shuyao a few days ago, and he didn't know if it would work. "Cao Shuyao is a good girl, she is getting married, congratulations in advance."

"May I hug you...... I don't know if I'll have a chance in the future. ”

Zhu Ran was stunned for a moment, then leaned close to Du Yuxuan, and rested his head on his shoulder.

Such an action also stunned Du Yuxuan, but he didn't move, let alone wrap around Zhuran's waist. Just leaned close to her ear and asked, "I want to know because of ...... Identity is still because of emotional ......"

He and her can't get together, because of the identity of brother and sister, or because the two have no feelings, or to put it more bluntly, because Zhu Ran has no affection for him Du Yuxuan.

She pressed against his body, slowly pumping air into her chest. How would she answer that? She won't answer. The hand was transferred to his hand and he said, "Xuan, if I meet you first in the next life, I will never let go of your hand for the rest of my life." ”

"I see." Du Yuxuan hugged Zhu Ran at this time, using all the affection and attachment in this life and this life, because he knew that he would not need these two feelings in this life and this life. In his next life, he will use it again......

Zhu Ran really couldn't help it, she shed tears. God is cruel to Du Yuxuan, and it gives Du Yuxuan an incomprehensible answer. But she is kind to her, if Du Yuxuan is not her brother, who should she choose, Du Yuxuan or Zhu Heyu?

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The road ahead is long, and life and death are uncertain. Zhu Ran stopped and stopped along the way, inquiring about the way to Lingxi as he walked. Alone in a foreign land, walking on a desolate narrow path, deserted for dozens of miles, his feet were swollen, and for ten days, he didn't know how far he had gone, and there was nothing left on his body except a small amount of silver. Zhu Ran looked up and saw that the sky was getting dark again, even though she was now used to walking alone in the wilderness, the exhaustion and hunger still made her a little unbearable. I was about to sit on the ground and take a break, but suddenly a voice came from not far away. Zhu Ran was happy in his heart. He quickly stood up and shouted at the place where he spoke, "Is there someone ahead?" ”

No one responded for a long time, and just when Zhu Ran was disappointed and wanted to sit down to rest, two men suddenly appeared in front of him. One old and one young, the old waist and back bow slightly, and the young are strong and strong. The two men looked at Zhu Ran's body, and finally fell on Zhu Ran's face with a greedy look.

Zhu Ran also looked at the two, and the blue eyeballs showed that the two were not Han Chinese, nor did they look like bandits, but the greed on their faces made Zhu Ran feel that something was wrong.

One of the men said something to Zhuran, the accent of the locals, who couldn't understand what it meant.

Zhu Ran forcibly walked forward, and at the same time silently prayed in her heart, hoping that her luck would not be too bad today.

"Stop!" A man said in a very non-standard dialect.

What happens to two men, a petite and beautiful woman, in the wilderness?

Seeing the approach of the two men, Zhu Ran had nothing to do except think of escaping. Running quickly, the two men hesitated for a moment, and quickly caught up.

Zhu Ran's head was empty, and her footsteps moved mechanically, she didn't dare to look back, nor did she dare to think about the result, she just ran as fast as she could.

Running and running, Zhu Ran suddenly stopped, she couldn't run anymore, there was a cliff in front of her, and she had no way to escape. Turning around, the two men were gloating and sneering, and she couldn't understand a word of what was being said.

There is a cliff in front and a tiger in the back, this time it is not the hero arranged by Lu Zihan to save the beauty, and it will not fall from the sky to take a turn, how should she choose.

The young man walked towards Zhu Ran, and Zhu Ran instinctively shouted, "Don't come here!" But the man seemed to be completely sure that Zhuran would not jump, and continued to stride towards Zhuran, saying in a non-standard Yuan Chen Chinese pronunciation: "I won't hurt you, go home with me, be my mother-in-law!" ”

Zhu Ran shook his head, Shi can be killed, not humiliated. Even if she survived today, how could she have the face to face Zhu Heyu. Looking at a thick black arm stretched out towards him, Zhu Ran took three steps back, and the third step was completely empty, and the whole person was like a fallen leaf, falling in a row. Feeling the whirring wind in her ears, there was a fast-moving scene in front of her, did she die like this, the infinite unwillingness in her heart poured into her eyes, and turned into tears, but she couldn't change the reality at all, but fortunately wiped away her tears.

Birth, at a certain time, is a kind of courage; Death, at a certain time, is an escape......