Even if the capital was full of white flags to see off Princess Chang'an, he didn't believe it!

He has always believed that his princess Chang'an is not dead. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

The carriage with the coffin of Princess Chang'an slowly marched on Suzaku Street, Emperor Jiayuan, Empress, Yunting, Yun Chu, and Murong Qianqi all mourned the funeral of Princess Chang'an, their faces were full of sadness, and the entire Vermilion Bird Street was soaked in a plain white.

Qin Jinmo rushed out diagonally, blocking the way of the coffin, and he knelt on the street, begging them to continue looking for the princess.

He had broken his forehead, but no one listened to him.

In the end, it was Her Royal Highness the Empress Dowager who walked in front of him and helped him up, and a glimmer of life suddenly rose in his heart, Her Royal Highness and Her Royal Highness the Princess have always been good friends, if she begged her, she would not give up.

But although Her Royal Highness the Empress lifted him up, she asked someone to take him back, saying that he was sick and wanted the princess to get along with hysteria.

Qin Jinmo struggled frantically, they all said he was crazy, but he wasn't crazy! He missed Her Royal Highness the Princess, and his heart was about to break, but he knew he wasn't crazy.

Her Royal Highness the princess must still be alive, they don't look for it, he goes to find it himself!

Qin Jinmo resisted with all his might, repelled the guards who surrounded him, jumped onto the city wall, and left over the wall.

He has always believed that he will get the little princess back.

But when he walked out of the capital, Qin Jinmo was at a loss, the sea of people was vast, like a long wilderness, where did he go to find Princess Chang'an.

Qin Jinmo walked a long way, every time he passed a street, every time he passed a town, he carefully asked people if he had seen a lively and beautiful little girl passing by.

Every bright and lively girl he saw on the street, he would step up to look, and every time he got closer, he found that the person was not Princess Chang'an at all.

They all said that he was crazy, and even Qin Jinmo was sometimes at a loss, was he really crazy?

How could he be crazy, obviously Princess Chang'an didn't die. He had really seen her that night, it wasn't his hallucination, he had actually touched her hand!

Year after year, day after day, he looked for it in the vast sea of people, and sometimes he would stand in a daze on the crowded street, and he would think of the way Her Royal Highness the Princess asked him to be her lover, holding his hand and shopping. When passing by the lake, he would think of the smiling face of Her Royal Highness Princess Chang'an after he fell into the water in a hurry.

She was laughing, and he couldn't help but laugh along, his heart was beating hard, and he said that he didn't feel a pounding feeling for her, he was wrong, he really had, and more than once.

When he was done laughing, he would suddenly find himself standing alone and smirking at the empty lake like a fool, with no trace of her around him, only an empty silence.

She's no longer with him.

It was strange that the princess was no longer by his side, and he would remember all the details about her, all the things about her, he had not forgotten.

Every time I think about it like this, the memory does not gradually fade with the disappearance of Her Royal Highness the Princess, but becomes more and more profound.

Several times, he sensed that Her Royal Highness was beside him, and when he turned suddenly, she flew away like the wind and disappeared.

He can't sleep, he can't eat, and he is getting thinner and thinner, and after looking for a long time, he will think, if Princess Chang'an is really no longer alive as others say, then what is he still alive for?

His life seems to have lost all meaning.

Let him die slowly on the way to find the princess.

In this way, he will still leave with hope in his heart, and he will not be so sad.

He couldn't tell if he had really seen Her Royal Highness that night, and whether he had really touched her hand.

Because the days he spent looking for her were too long, so long that even he forgot that the years overlapped, the sun and the moon changed, and the mountains and rivers changed.

Qin Jinmo also often recalled that if he hadn't been so inferior at that time and didn't care so much about his background, when the princess said that he liked him, he resolutely promised the princess that if he was with her, would she not be in danger and disappear.

He has said countless times that she is his master, and he has always felt that he does not love the princess, but just treats the princess as a master, as a relative, and that's it. But why, after she disappeared, he missed it every day, searched for it all day long, and even lost his interest.

The guard and the princess are all fairy tales, and the identity gap between them is so big, even if he is now the general of Zhenyuan, he still feels that his background is not good.

Her Royal Highness the princess is so young and doesn't understand anything, he has always felt that when the princess grows up in the future, she will definitely realize that the person she likes is just a person from a slave background, and when she sees the embarrassment and trouble caused by her unequal status, she will definitely regret it when there is someone around her who is enough to match her identity.

Now Princess Chang'an has no regrets, but he is the one who regrets it.

It was his low self-esteem and fear that led to all this.

Could it be that Princess Chang'an's feelings for him must be wrong? What if her heart for him never changed?

Why would he immerse himself in the world he had made up, and why wouldn't he be brave enough to stand up and accept the enthusiasm she had delivered? He didn't even dare to try, he had already made a pessimistic definition, pessimistically pushed Her Royal Highness the princess away from him, and pessimistically drew an end to the future of himself and the princess.

He's really selfish.

He was also really scared.

Qin Jinmo would be afraid that when she had a true beloved, she would resentful of him, resentful that he took advantage of her when she was young and ignorant, and did not stop her girlish dreams, and did not stop her wanton behavior.

If she blamed him then, he thought, he would have cut his heart like a knife, and he would not be able to bear these reproaches and the regrets of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Rather than not happening yet, it is better to cut off the possibility of this kind of thing together, this is what he really thinks in his heart.

Because of these heavy and ethereal concerns, Qin Jinmo still stopped him from leaning towards the princess after feeling his heartbeat for Her Royal Highness the princess.

It was he who inflicted himself and lost the person he valued and cherished the most in his life.

Her Royal Highness the princess has not yet come to the day of regret, and he has tasted regret.

Knowing now, why bother in the first place, knowing that he would lose her, he would definitely entangle her to death, it was his self-righteousness, his blind pessimism, and his insignificance and inferiority that made him miss her.

Qin Jinmo swore to heaven countless times that if he could see the princess again, he would ask her for forgiveness, follow her for the rest of his life, and never leave her half a step again.

If she still likes him.

Perhaps God sensed his prayers and saw his pity.

Qin Jinmo saw his beloved princess, and he didn't know how long it had been.

He was sick, very sick, and all the money he had brought out of the capital had been used up, and he was dragged out of his room by the innkeeper and thrown out into the street.

They don't want a seriously ill man to die in his inn, and besides, he doesn't have any money at all, and he can't even afford to pay for his own medical expenses.

Qin Jinmo leaned weakly against the corner of the wall, coughing and unable to stand up.

When he finished coughing, he laughed inexplicably.

His life can be regarded as ups and downs, from selling himself into slavery, to training as a dead soldier, to being selected by the small county lord to take with him, and then becoming a general of Zhenyuan by mistake, and then everyone said that he was crazy, until now he has been reduced to penniless, left on the streets, and seriously ill. It's all like a dream.

It's raining again, Qin Jinmo raised his head slightly, feeling the cold rain falling from the top of his head, it's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, is it that God thinks he is too tired to look for it endlessly, so do you want him to die here?

He didn't even have the slightest strength, just opened his lips slightly, letting the cold rain sink between his lips and teeth.

It was very cold and hot, and the high fever in my body was washed away by the cold rain, and I couldn't tell what it tasted like.

Suddenly, the rain above his head stopped, he was a little surprised, opened his eyes slightly, and saw that what came into his eyes was a red umbrella, the umbrella bone explained elegantly, the red oilcloth covered with the umbrella also painted a white plum, it is a good thing, Qin Jinmo is also from the palace, that is a person who has seen the world.

He followed the umbrella bone and looked at the man who had picked up an umbrella for him.

Her eyes are as gentle as water, her face is as scorching as a peach blossom in March, her black hair is tied in two playful buns on both sides, and a butterfly hairpin is pinned to each other, which is playful with a bit of agility and beauty.

This person is the person he has missed countless times, and the person he has been haunted by by his dreams.....

She did not die, but stood in front of him, sheltering him from the storm.....

The great joy suddenly hit him like a monstrous wave, and he was like a cloud in the fog, and he could no longer distinguish between reality and dreams.

He jerked his hand out towards her, gripping her slender wrist tightly, the heat of his skin burning hers.

"Wenjin!" He called her name, happy and sad, "Where have you been?" I've had a hard time looking for you. ”

He no longer thought of her like a princess, he missed her, he wanted to be her lover, just as he had spent fifteen days with her countless years ago.

His heart hurts.

He used to think that he had really lost her, and even if he found her like this, he didn't have any hope, he just kept letting himself go, so that it seemed that the pain in his heart would be alleviated.

And after such a sudden meeting, he was never willing to leave her again.

Whether in reality or in illusory dreams,

If it was a dream, then he was willing to sleep for a long time, he couldn't afford to lose her again.

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