Rong Zhao stared deeply at those deep eyes, which seemed to be like stars shining in the dark night sky, illuminating the dim sky. It's just that the starlight is a little dim, and it's a little more sad. Looking into these eyes, her heart twitched and contracted for some reason. "Zhaozhao. A clear voice came, and suddenly that subtle feeling was knocked clean, and not even a fragment was left.

"Cousin!" In just a moment, the tears in the eye sockets disappeared instantly, Rong Zhao's hand was suddenly withdrawn from Xiao Junjue's hand, Xiao Junjue wanted to grab it again, but she didn't even catch the corner of her clothes, I saw her pass by like a shadow, and threw herself into the arms of another person, and smiled coincidentally, "Cousin, you are finally back." Turning her head slightly, she looked at him and asked, "Cousin, who is he?"

Xiao Jinyu's heart relaxed slightly, just now he received news that the King of Chu was coming to his manor, and he knew that someone must have leaked the news. He didn't dare to hesitate, even put his business aside, and rushed over non-stop.

He was afraid that Xiao Junjue would take Rong Zhao away, and he was even more afraid that Rong Zhao would remind her of something when he saw Xiao Junjue.

Thankfully, she didn't.

Involuntarily, he tightened his arms around Rong Zhao, and only then did he feel a lot more relieved at this moment. At the same time, this action is not only reassuring him, but also provoking another person, or it can also be understood as showing off.

Xiao Junjue seemed to be frozen, his heart twisted with pain, and he looked at Xiao Jinyu gloomily with a pair of cold eyes.

"Xiao Jinyu, you let her go!" The roar in anger was like a lion, still a wounded lion.

He couldn't accept Rong Zhao throwing herself into someone else's arms, let alone watching her hug with other men.

There was a huge furnace burning in his heart, ready to explode at any moment.

"Zhaozhao, you go and rest first. Xiao Jinyu wanted to send Rong Zhao away, but Xiao Junjue grabbed Rong Zhao into his arms, "Zhaozhao, you go home with me." ”

"You let go of her Xiao Junjue. ”

"I'm going to take my wife home, what right do you have to dictate here? Zhaozhao, come with me. ”

"Zhaozhao, don't go. ”

Two people, one holding one of Rong Zhao's hands, was tearing back and forth.

"You all let me go!" Rong Zhao's wrists were about to be broken by them, and she twisted her wrists to break them away, but the two men almost crushed her as if they were going to split her in two, and she screamed and shouted.

The two men let go of their hands in an instant, and Xiao Junjue's eyes fell on her pinched wrist, "Zhaozhao, are you okay?" He was about to touch it, but Rong Zhao took a few steps back and put his hand behind his back.

Rong Zhao's cold gaze hit his face, it was a look of disgust, "Are you Xiao Junjue?" she looked at it a few times, as if she was seriously discerning, "Weren't you disfigured when you were a child?"

She paused and looked at Xiao Jinyu puzzled.

Xiao Jinyu sighed slightly between her snorts and nodded, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

At this time, for Xiao Junjue, Rong Zhao's every word and every look was like a knife piercing his heart, but he didn't care that he was scarred, he only cared about the person in front of him, "Zhaozhao, don't make trouble, okay? Go back with me and go back to our home." ”

"Who made trouble? Xiao Junjue, let me tell you, I won't go back with you!" Rong Zhao's tone was firm and full of anger, "Although I have forgotten how you hurt me, there is one thing I am sure of, I am unwilling to go back to your broken palace with you! When I am healed, I will enter the palace to see the emperor's uncle, and ask him to issue an order to dissolve our marriage, and I will reconcile with you!"

Xiao Junjue's face turned pale, "Forgot?" He looked at Xiao Jinyu and grabbed his shirt, "What did you do to her!"

"I didn't do anything. You should ask what you have done to her so that she can forget about these three years and forget about you. Because of his words, Xiao Junjue's fingers loosened, Xiao Jinyu brushed his hand away, arranged the collar, and said slowly: "Maybe you hurt her too deeply, so she chose to forget, because she didn't want to suffer." ”

The sun was so fierce that it burned her eyes, and Xiao Junjue was as decadent as the last crumbling autumn leaf on a tree in an autumn mountain stream, and shook her head, "No, no." ”

He looked at Rong Zhao in a blink of an eye, as if she was all the stars in his eyes, he stepped forward and grabbed her, his hands were deeply clasped on her two shoulders, "Zhao Zhao, is it right that he lied? You are angry with me, so you are happy to lie to me, right?"

In those eyes, except for strangeness and alienation, there is no shadow of the past, and even he hopes to see hatred and resentment in Rong Zhao's eyes, even a trace of it, but nothing. He was really panicked, as if the blood in his heart was flowing endlessly, "Zhaozhao, you can't be so cruel to me, you can't be so cruel." ”

There was a trace of pain in her heart, Rong Zhao felt so uncomfortable in her heart, she broke away from Xiao Junjue and hid behind Xiao Jinyu.

Why did her heart feel so uncomfortable when she looked at his eyes? It was like a thousand ants were biting at her heart. Even, she was distressed.

No, how could he feel this way? He must have been too good at acting and bewitching her.

"Zhaozhao, will you go back with me? Even if you forget it now, I will definitely remind you of it, okay if you go back with me?" Xiao Junjue almost pleaded until she lost her voice.

Rong Zhao shook her head violently, and suddenly her stomach churned, she covered her mouth and retched a few times, and her ruddy face turned white.

"Zhaozhao, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Junjue wanted to touch her, but she glared at him, and pulled Xiao Jinyu sideways to hide to the side.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Xiao Jinyu's mouth, he stroked Rongzhao's back, and asked with concern, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Slow down, the nausea is gone, Rong Zhao grabbed Xiao Jinyu's sleeve, his eyes were just him, as if he was the only one she relied on, "Cousin, I'm tired, I want to rest, I don't want to be here." She glanced at Xiao Junjue, "I don't want to see him either." ”

Xiao Jinyu nodded and asked her to help her go back to rest.

"Zhaozhao, don't go. Xiao Junjue would not give up, and was about to chase when he was stopped by Xiao Jinyu, he was angry, pouted with a pair of gloomy eyes, and said fiercely: "You get out of the way for me, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind to you." ”

"You also saw it, it's not me who stopped it, it's that she doesn't want to see you. Xiao Jinyu was happy in her heart, and smiled like a breeze and a moon, "She has forgotten you, so don't put another layer of black in her new memory." ”

Xiao Junjue's heart ached unbearably, his eyes only looked at Rong Zhao's back, he expected in his heart, expecting her to look back at him. However, she left his sight ruthlessly like that, not giving him the slightest extravagant hope.

Xiao Jinyu looked at his reddened eyes, and exhaled abruptly, as if the breath that had been held in his chest for many years was finally freed, "You took her away from me back then, do you know how much pain I had? Now you should also taste it." ”

Xiao Junjue shifted her gaze and embedded it in his face fiercely, and said word by word: "I will not give up! She has always been my princess and my wife." ”

"Then it will be a long time. Xiao Jinyu's cold smile rolled lightly, and she arched her hand towards Xiao Junjue, "This king is not here to accompany the king of Chu, Zhao Zhao can't see me for a while, and I will make trouble." The scenery here is very good, the king of Chu will enjoy it, and the king of this can not be sent. ”

No matter how tall his body is, he can't resist the continuous collapse of the wall in his heart, but the blazing sun does not make him feel a trace of heat, and he feels like he is in the ice and snow.

His heart ached so much that the cold and cold taste spread from his heart to his limbs, and even his blood had coagulated.

She forgot him, forgot him, forgot him.

"Xiao Junjue, I never want to see you again, I don't love you anymore, I never love you again, I'd rather never love you as a person. ”

Those were her last words before she disappeared.

She really didn't want to see him again, really didn't love him anymore, like she had never loved him, and forgot about him.

"She doesn't love me anymore, she doesn't love me anymore, she doesn't love me anymore······" Xiao Junjue kept muttering this sentence.

Before he met Rong Zhao, his world was dim, and even the bloody river on the battlefield was black. It was Rong Zhao who made his world brighter and brighter, with color and light. He even felt as if he was getting closer and closer to something called happiness, and even, he could feel it.

But now, the light has dimmed, the colors have disappeared, and with Rong Zhao's love, happiness is gone.

All along, he enjoyed the love that Rong Zhao gave him, and he was attached to the love she gave him, but now that she had withdrawn it, his enjoyment and his attachment were like being pumped to the bone, and they were broken into pieces, broken into pieces and pierced into his heart, Ling Chi his heart.

The edges of the fragments were uneven, and they kept piercing in and out of the heart. He never felt that there was a pain that would make him feel like he was in pain, and the pain made him worse than dead.

Suddenly, there was a burst of blood in his chest, a trace of fishy sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out. Lines of blood flowed down the corners of his mouth to his chin, and the placket of his chest was full of large red flowers, like red flowers smearing on his chest.

"Lord Wang!" the night owl was startled and strode forward to support him.

Xiao Junjue's eyes seemed to have tears welling up, and she glanced sideways at the night owl, "Night owl, she refused to forgive me, so she chose to forget me and punish me in this way." ”

The night owl didn't know what to say, he wiped the blood on Xiao Junjue's mouth with a handkerchief, and after a moment, he said firmly: "Princess she will remember, she will definitely remember the prince." You know, she doesn't get angry for long, and she gets off her temper very quickly. ”

"Will it?" Xiao Junjue's lips were pale, and there was hope in anticipation.

The night owl was sure, "Yes, definitely." ”

Xiao Junjue slowly closed her eyes, and the tears in her eye sockets flowed down with a "sigh".

The night owl never knew that he had always been so strong that it seemed that nothing in this world could hit his prince, and one day he would be vulnerable like this. The prince, who would not even frown at any time, even before he died, would shed tears.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.