If it's too hard to love someone, it's better not to love at all. But in this world, there are few people who are willing to give up what they love?

There are too many feelings that can't be explained, and there is no reason to speak of them.

In the world of love, you can't see anyone else, you only exist for each other. But in the world of unrequited love, there is no happiness and no blessings.

Everyone longs for the person they love, and it is they who love themselves. Everyone will yearn for the birth of love, not the bitterness of unrequited love.

It's just that in love, how deep the love is, how much suffering you have to endure.

"What are you doing?" The roar of the heavens shook the sky, as if the whole sky was about to fall.

Mu Hui and Fu'er, who had been hiding under the tree and frolicking, heard this and hurriedly poked their heads out. Their momentary happiness, momentary negligence, and momentary departure have created an incomprehensible and unexplained misunderstanding.

They saw Xuan Ye's angry face, looked at his clenched fists, and looked at his reddened eyes.

Anger and hatred erupt in front of people, unreserved, irrational.

Xuan Ye rushed forward and pulled Chunxi out of Longxi's arms, holding her hand tightly and not letting go.

Everything happened too fast, just as she feared. This scene was finally seen, by a person who should not have been.

How would she explain it? How to convince him is just a misunderstanding.

However, is it really a misunderstanding?

Until now, Longxi's eyes are still full of love and pity. Who can believe it? I believe that there is nothing between them, and I believe in her sincerity to Xuan Ye.

"You let her go." Looking at the hand that was tightly grasped by Xuan Ye, Long Xi said distressedly.

He forgot that he had used such a force, and that it was also such a force that imprisoned her in his arms.

He forgot that the man standing in front of him was the one who should say this sentence the most.

In his eyes, there was only pain and worry on his face.

He just, didn't want her to be sad. But as everyone knows, his words pierced everyone's hearts.

Xuan Ye suddenly let go, and sat aside unprepared.

Anger and jealousy have blinded Xuan Ye's heart, and his eyes are red, and he has forgotten his identity and the occasion.

Raised his fist and hit Long Xi in the face.

Long Xi woke up like a dream, and was beaten by Xuan Ye punch after punch, but he didn't fight back, and he was powerless to fight back.

It's just that his eyes are still staring at Chunxi, feeling sorry for the tears on her face, and feeling sorry for her every look.

Xu was tired, enough was enough, Xuan Ye finally stopped.

took a few steps back, looked at Chun Xi who fell to the side, and her cold eyes seemed to be a sharp sword, piercing her heart fiercely.

Shaking his head slightly, Chunxi wanted to explain, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't speak.

After staring at each other quietly for a long time, Xuan Ye finally turned around and left.

Chunxi struggled to her feet and chased after her. She wanted to shout, but she couldn't.

Tears fell helplessly, wantonly flowing across her face, blurring her vision, and she could no longer see the road in front of her.

She didn't know where Xuan Ye was going, she couldn't see the resolute back.

He didn't take her, he didn't ask her, he didn't even ignore her tears.

It's so painless that it can't be added, but what can it be?

She fell to the ground, got up again, and fell again.

Mu Hui and Fu'er stood next to her, wanting to help her, but were ruthlessly pushed away.

Longxi ran over from the pavilion and stepped forward to help her up, but she reached out and slapped her.

"Get out! Get lost! Don't appear in front of me again, don't. No matter who you love, the only person I love is him. It will only be him. ”

Chunxi struggled to get up again, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stumbled on.

I don't know how long I'm going to go, I don't know how far I'm going. But in the long palace road, there is such a frustrated lady, no matter who you are, you can only avoid it. The private speculation became more and more unbearable, and they began to make up all kinds of such stories.

Mu Hui and Fu'er followed her heartbrokenly, and they also burst into tears.

I saw the door of the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, it opened and closed, closed and opened. She still knelt under the pedestal, staring blankly at the open and closing palace door, but she still didn't wait for the person she was waiting for appeared.

"Mother, let's go back first." I don't know how many times this is a reminder from the whisk, but I don't hear it.

She had forgotten how long she had been kneeling here, and only felt that her legs were numb.

At the beginning, Mu Hui and Fu'er were still kneeling here with her, but they were all driven away by her.

She never touched the food that was delivered. She had never heard of other people's persuasion.

No one knew what was going on, after all, there weren't many people present at the time, and they didn't dare to say anything.

When Concubine Rong heard the news, she also made an exception and went out of the palace gate to the Qianqing Palace to persuade her, but there was still no result.

The rest of the concubines didn't dare to come over, for fear of provoking Xuan Ye unhappy.

Of course, Xuan Ye never summoned her, nor did he convey any will. It's like I didn't know she was kneeling outside.

I don't know who to punish, two people are like this, across the door, looking at each other but not knowing.

It was getting dark, and the night was getting dark. The good weather during the day also began to change, and there were bursts of thunder in the sky.

Mu Hui was worried that it was going to rain, so she went to Wei Yang to ask for an umbrella and asked Fu'er to prepare some food.

Whether she wants it or not, this time, let her eat it.

A light rain began to fall in the sky, and Mu Hui knelt beside Chunxi, holding an umbrella for her.

She didn't persuade her, knowing that Chunxi wouldn't be obedient and got up. Her stubbornness has been known since she was a child. But there was never a way to resolve it.

She could only silently hope that this door could be opened sooner and someone could let her stand up.

"Mother, eat a little." Fu'er took the bowl and put it in her mouth, but Chunxi was still unmoved.

Mu Hui looked anxious, and shouted in pain: "What can you do if you do this? If he had been distressed, he would have come out long ago. Why do you have to suffer yourself and us? Do you think you're tossing the two of you? No, you're doing something wrong with us. ”

Chunxi finally looked away from the door, she looked at Mu Hui, wanting to cry but couldn't cry anymore.

"I beg you, at least you can eat a little, can you?" Mu Hui knelt in front of her and begged.

Fu'er hurriedly sent another spoonful to her mouth, and Chunxi finally opened her mouth.

Seeing that she had eaten, Mu Hui and Fu'er were also a lot more relieved.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the umbrella in Mu Hui's hand couldn't stop anything. She was soaking wet, and even the whisk on the side was a little shivering.

"You go back first, change your clothes, and prepare some ginger soup." Mu Hui told Fu'er, and when she saw her leave, she looked back at Chun Xi again.

How long have you been in this position? Two hours? Three hours? Or maybe it's been longer, and it's so long that it's hard to tell.

The heavy rain had already turned this oil-paper umbrella into a dilapidated state, and Wei Yangji replaced it with another one.

It's a pity that the rain is too heavy, and even a new handful is instantly tormented by the wind and rain to the point that it cannot be formed.

Under the eaves in the distance, Cao Ziqing looked at their master and servant, and sighed in his heart.

The person standing next to him had already wet his eyes, but at this moment he could no longer step forward to shield her from the wind and rain.

"Lord Wang, your love has hurt the person you love the most, do you still want to love like this?" Cao Ziqing's voice was as cold as ice, but he didn't know that one day in the future, he would be so compelled and so obsessed.

"I never wanted to hurt her." Longxi's voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, and her choked words were indistinct.

He turned away in frustration, here and now, where else should he stand?

He fell in love with someone he shouldn't love and was destined to be sad for the rest of his life. But for the sake of momentary jealousy and resentment, he caused the people he loved to suffer and feel painful.

The person she loved was the man who hid in the house and didn't come out, the man who beat him to the ground.

He is not qualified to love, to resent, to hate.

After turning the corner, he saw a woman holding an umbrella in the rain, waiting for a long time.

He didn't know whether it was tears or rain on his face, and in the dark night, he couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, just like he couldn't see his own heart.

A warm embrace surrounded him, and he silently said in his heart: I'm sorry.

Sorry for the people he loves, sorry for the people who love him.

Looking at Longxi's back, Cao Ziqing held up an umbrella and went to the direction of the main hall.

Passing by Chunxi's side, he looked at Mu Hui, and he seemed to see some expectations and begging.

He knew that she wanted him to save his master.

If you kneel down any longer, something will happen.

Pushing open the door of the temple, I looked at the mess that filled the room. The smell of wine came to his face, and he was a lonely figure.

The folds had been thrown all over the floor, and teacups, wine glasses, and countless jars of wine had rolled aside.

"Since you're in pain, why don't you let her in and explain?"

"Explain what?" The man sitting on the ground looked up and took a sip of wine and smiled miserably.

Cao Ziqing sat down beside him and snatched his wine jar away.

"Don't rob me, there's more here, take it on the side." Xuan Ye snatched the wine jar back, raised his head and took another sip.

Seeing him like this, Cao Ziqing snatched away the wine jar again and threw it to the ground.

Shattered, like his heart, shattered.

"What are you doing?" Xuan Ye was furious, and stood up slowly, about to go and get another altar.

As soon as he touched it, he was taken away by Cao Ziqing, and he was broken again.

"Get out of here." Xuan Ye roared and stretched out his hand to point in the direction of the gate.

"I'll roll, but before I do, let me warn you, it's raining outside. It has been raining like this for almost half an hour. Even if summer comes, no one can stand this kind of drenching. After speaking, Cao Ziqing left without looking back.

There was no excessive persuasion, it was simple and straightforward.

Xuan Ye was stunned, looked at the door stupidly, was opened by Cao Ziqing, and the door floated in through the gap.

When did it start to rain? When is it already dark?

Through the light inside, the stubborn body loomed in the night.

The sound of heavy rain resounded throughout the hall, and he sobered up a little and rushed out. (Palace's Gate.. /31/31987/)--

( Miyamen Ushi)