Chapter Thirty-Seven: Awakening from the End of the Play

Su Yicheng didn't say a word to Nan Tang until the end of the ceremony, and occasionally the eyes of the two collided together, but Su Yicheng deliberately looked away.

Hey, it seems that Su Yicheng is ready for a cold war.

Nan Tachibana shrugged, his childish temper.

Nan Tang struggled all the way, and before she knew it, she had arrived at the gate of the General's Mansion, and she was hesitating to go in when she heard a person behind her call her name.

She turned around and saw that it was Yue Beihuai.

What did he do when he came to the General's Palace?

Yue Beihuai glanced at Mu Nancheng, she was dressed in men's clothes, and this man's appearance was different from her Ling Xiajiao.

Ling's lower plantar is well-defined, and the face she painted today is even softer.

It's just that she has a feeling of unhappiness.

Yue Beihuai raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Nan Tang was a little puzzled, what's wrong? Then it dawned on me. Unexpectedly, Yue Beihuai could see at a glance that she was stuffy.

And hasn't he always disliked paying attention to external objects?

"Brother Beihuai, why do you suddenly care about me? It's not your style. Nan Tang teased.

Yue Beihuai felt a little embarrassed after hearing this, he turned his head without a trace and said, "You don't think it's a big deal." ”

"What big deal can there be, are you here to find my ninth uncle? Come on in. ”

Atrium.

There was a cold smell in the air.

Gao Shibai watched Yun Jian and the Nine Emperor Princes walk in together, and couldn't help but have a twinkle in his eyes.

How did the two of them end up together?

Gao Shibai saluted to Yuebei Huai and said, "I don't know if the Nine Emperor Princes are coming to the Humble House, do you have any advice?" ”

Yuebei Huai gestured to Gao Shibai to be exempt, and then glanced at Mu Nantang.

Nan Tang's face turned a little red all of a sudden.

This Yue Beihuai must have been referring to himself as rude, and he had never saluted him.

That kind of cumbersome stuff is avoided, right, what does he care?

Gao Shibai looked at the eye contact between the two and felt very unhappy. Yun Jian blushed a little, didn't her heart last night express it clearly enough?

Mu Nancheng retreated in time, so as not to disturb their discussion.

Another very important reason is because Uncle Nine has been staring at her, which makes her uncomfortable.

She walked alone in the courtyard, the path mossy and mossy.

Mu Nanju somehow suddenly thought of that night, she was also standing alone in the courtyard.

The difference is that today there is no fireworks all over the city, and there is no gloomy mood in her mood.

Looking at the sun in May of the year of Renxu.

It is known all over the city that the tall general married Miss Qijia.

She remembered very well that day, she grabbed him by the sleeve and hugged him hesitantly:

"You must know that I like you, let's go, to a paradise, no one will know about our relationship. We don't have to care about anything. ”

Mu Nanju couldn't see Gao Shibai's expression, but he felt the stiffness coming from his body.

"I've been reassuring myself that I can smile and watch you marry her, but I can't, I can't do it! I have no choice but to call you Uncle Nine in the future, and there is no way to watch you embrace a woman in my arms. ”

"You say your heart won't change, but how do I know if it's true or not. I just know that time is too cruel, and if I don't fight for it now, maybe she'll walk into your heart step by step. ”

Gao Shibai didn't say anything, just hugged her quietly.

She still remembers how flustered she felt at that moment.

Gao Shibai really pushed her away.

"Silly Yunjian, no, I won't just leave, believe me, I will still be your own brother in the future."

And then he was so cruel and step by step out of her field of vision.

How do you want me to trust you.

I don't know what weight I have in your heart.

There is too much to cross between us.

But you never fought for it.

From beginning to end, it was just my one-man show.

At this time, the play ends and I wake up from my dream.