Snow Shadow and Phantom, Flower Shadow didn't speak, they glanced at Qingying and walked towards the door of Ling Wushuang and Silly King's bedroom.

"I want to be alone, you don't have to wait outside the door."

"Yes, master!" Qingying and Snow Shadow responded and retreated to a few dozen meters outside the door, standing there with their eyes down.

He was lying to her? He was lying to her? Why? Why did he do it? Isn't she good enough for him? So much so that he didn't want her to know that he was pretending to be stupid.

Hehe! Isn't everything she did a joke?

The corners of Ling Wushuang's mouth were hooked, and she was very self-deprecating for what she had done before.

"Why are you doing this to me? Why? Holding his head with both hands, Ling Wushuang's heart was filled with pain, "Am I not good to you?" Am I really not good enough for you? After changing his clothes, Xuanyuan Mo reappeared at the door of his and Ling Wushuang's room, raising his hand to knock on the door, but finally stopped.

She needed time to think quietly, so he gave her time, and at the moment, he had to wait, wait for her to talk to him.

In early summer, the night falls relatively late.

The remnant sun was like blood, and the ink hair behind Xuanyuan Mo that was flying in the wind was dyed golden by the sunset, as if his whole person was also a part of this sky-falling glow, exuding a completely different aura from the Silly King. That aura was outstanding in the world, and it could not be looked down upon, so that the four shadows couldn't help but look up, and suddenly, the four of them felt that they saw another Ling Wushuang.

Is this the real King Lu? Such a noble and noble man is really a perfect match for her master!

Quiet, the atmosphere in the courtyard is particularly quiet.

After lunch, the county lord of Qingyang went back to her own courtyard with Mama Gui and Ruan Cui. I haven't seen it until now, it must have been Mama Gui who said something to her, otherwise, with her cheerful temperament, how could she honestly sit in her own courtyard and play alone.

After a long time, the door in front of Xuanyuan Mo "creaked" and opened from the inside.

The corners of Xuanyuan Mo's mouth moved, but as soon as he came into contact with Ling Wushuang's indifferent eyes, and he didn't know what he should say now, Ling Wushuang's eyes were shallow, he glanced at him, and then walked past Xuanyuan Mo, and said in front of the four shadows: "By the stream where I gave the third lady the piano last time, prepare the piano case." ”

I haven't played the piano for a long time, and whenever she had something on her mind in her previous life, she would sit alone in the huge garden pavilion and stroke the piano alone.

Today, she needs to vent her emotions for that incident?

Is it because of his deception? Or maybe it's because of the confusion in her heart at the moment, and she needs to play a song to relieve her messy thoughts.

"Yes, master!"

The four shadows curtsied, turned and retreated.

Looking at the bloody sun, Ling Wushuang's fiery red figure rose into the air and floated towards the direction of the small tree. "Lord Wang!" Looking at the four shadows carrying the qin case, he walked out of the courtyard with the guqin, and called Xuanyuan Mo with some worry.

"This king is fine." Xuanyuan Mo's eyes flashed slightly, he shook his head towards the dead, and suddenly, a white brocade robe drew a bright arc, which instantly disappeared into invisibility.

The four shadows placed the piano case by the stream, respectfully stepped aside, and looked at the red shadow standing by the stream, their eyes overflowing with worry.

The glow was faint, the moon was in the sky, and Ling Wushuang stood quietly by the stream, his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

The moon shines on the sky, pouring on the water, and there is a little silver light. The wind blew lightly, raising the fiery red dress on her body, making her whole person look extremely noble, like a celestial being.

It's just that there is a faint sadness and blankness in her eyes. Just like the faint clouds floating in the sky, dots are sprinkled around the full moon, dyeing the coldness and loneliness of the moon, but also making this lonely moonlight out of the world.

It looks so dusty, so clear.

Xuanyuan Mo stood outside the woods, staring at the red dress from afar.

Her loneliness, her loneliness, her sadness, he is so heartbroken to watch!

And the root of all this is all in him.

It was he who hurt her, and it was he who caused her to have the sadness and loneliness she felt at this moment.

Xuanyuan Mo was annoyed, and her remorse was incomprehensible, if it weren't for his negligence, she wouldn't have the sad mood she has now.

Scenes of the past were repeated in front of Xuanyuan Mo's eyes.

The first time I saw her on the street, she was indifferent at that time, but her words were sonorous and powerful.

The second time he saw her, it was in the queen's Jiaofang Palace, at that time, he didn't know that she had martial arts, in order to relieve her, he was stupid and resolutely broke into the palace, but what he saw was her wise and deep.

On the day of the wedding, for him, she was ruthless and punished the evil slave, and he was immediately stunned, it turned out that her martial arts cultivation was so high, which was breathtaking; However, he was even more shocked by her proud demeanor and peerless brilliance.

At first, he was suspicious and distrustful, but gradually because of her maintenance of him, his chong, and her tolerance of him, he turned into liking her, and even falling in love with her, and this love is deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

Because of the matter of King Li, the queen suspected him, and summoned him into the palace while she was not in the capital, thinking of a way to see his appearance, so as to prove that King Li had become a wasted person, and it was he who did it.

The cane, the queen's ruthlessness, for him, has long been known.

However, he was transcendent in martial arts, but he couldn't resist, it was she who returned from looking for medicine for him despite her fatigue and protected his safety again.

At that moment, she was dressed in men's clothes, dressed in white clothes as white as snow, stained with wind and dust.

At that moment, she put her arms around him, crying blood and screaming, and the grief in her voice made the listener cry when she heard it.

At that moment, anger erupted all over her body, and her beauty was ruthless.

However, at that moment, his affection for her was more integrated into his bone marrow, and even imprinted in his heart.

The world praises her as a goddess, but in his heart, she is her, a woman he Xuanyuan Mo loves for a lifetime, for a lifetime.

is such a woman who is deeply loved by him, and now his heart is sad because of him.

His footsteps moved slowly, and Xuanyuan Mo's eyes walked towards the lonely red dress with soft and bitter eyes. The grove under the moon is unusually quiet. The moonlight moved slightly, casting a slender figure in the stream, and a little bit of silver ash sprinkled on Ling Wushuang's long flowing hair, setting off her beautiful face as both real and illusory, not at all like a worldly person.

As she approached, the familiar but somewhat unfamiliar footsteps came into her ears, and she did not look back, with a pair of beautiful eyes, still staring at the stream illuminated by the moonlight.

Xuanyuan Mo's bitter but soft voice sounded behind Ling Wushuang: "Shuang'er ......", Xuanyuan Mo felt that he was struggling to call, when he knew her, he called her beautiful sister, when she married him, he called her lady, in fact, from the bottom of his heart, he wanted to call her maiden name even more, and in his dreams, he called it countless times.

At this moment, at last he called out the name he had muttered countless times in his dreams, but he did not feel happy at all, and even his whole heart was extremely heavy, as if the voice that was called out of his mouth was not made by him.

The long figure, standing under the moonlight, is also lonely and lonely. He wanted to stretch out his hand, grab the red shadow in front of him into his arms, and explain to her with kind words, but whether it was his left hand or his right hand, he was not under the command of his brain, and he could not lift it, even if he could say it to his mouth.

The night breeze seemed to feel his powerlessness and pain, and held its breath for a moment, waiting with him for the wonderful words in the lips of the red shadow to overflow.

Because only the beautiful words overflowing from the lips of the red shadow could soothe the pain that had soothed the pain that had sprung up in the man who was dressed in white and had a brilliant breath.

Ling Wushuang turned around slowly, the halo overflowing from her beautiful eyes was no longer warm and soft, but as cold and cold as this cool moonlight, she said lightly: "I promised you to sing a song just for you." With that, Ling Wushuang walked to the piano case, sat down cross-legged, and her fiery red skirt, like a flower, bloomed on the grass where she sat in an instant.

Xuanyuan Mo was slightly stunned, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he stood motionless.

I remember one day, he clamored to hear her play the piano and sing, just like she sang to him alone at the poetry conference, and she agreed, saying that after being busy for a while, she would fulfill his wish.

I didn't expect that after such a long time, she still remembered.

Does it mean that she forgave him for his deception? Xuanyuan Mo felt a touch of joy in his heart.

When the sound of the piano sounded, Xuanyuan Mo's mood instantly slipped to the bottom, and then a thick loss appeared in the depths of his eyes, and in a moment, this loss flashed and was replaced by full of pain.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, Ling Wushuang's red lips opened slightly, and the ethereal and quiet singing rose in the moonlight. She looked up at Xuanyuan Mo.

The white brocade robe he was wearing, embroidered with blue lotus petals, shining in the moonlight, made his whole person very pure. This was one of the clothes she had chosen for him at the beginning, thinking of this, Ling Wushuang's heart was slightly tinged with pain, the white hosta with the black hair on his head was also the one she had chosen for him, and she had poured too much into him.

But what do you get? It was his deception.

Someone insulted him and bullied him, she protected him, and fought back for him, the past passed by one by one, Ling Wushuang only felt that his gaze gradually became hazy.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of the piano popping out of her fingertips and the singing in her mouth were not flawless. What was he thinking? Thinking that you shouldn't deceive her? Ling Wushuang shook his head with a wry smile in his heart, because from his gaze, he didn't seem to think of anything.

What is the pain and tension that exudes from his whole body? Was he worried that she would leave him?

And will she really leave him because of his deception? Ling Wushuang was still at a loss in his heart, not knowing his final choice.

Why does she feel unbearable when she sees him in pain and nervous? Hehe! Is she overthinking? Right now, he's not her stupid big guy.

He is the King of Lu, the King of Lu with thousands of graces, His Royal Highness the King of Lu who hides his edge for his mother's concubine, how can he need her to cherish him. He is stupid, and he has made her fall in love with her, who thinks she is very smart and has a very sharp mind.

What's more, now standing in the cold moonlight, he is radiant, I don't know how many women will be attracted to fall in love with him and admire!

The singing voice was curling, the piano sound was curling, and Ling Wushuang's gaze was removed from Xuanyuan Mo. When Xuanyuan Mo walked to Ling Wushuang's side, the Four Shadows and the Dead had already retreated to the outside of the grove, although they didn't understand the meaning of the lyrics very well, they both frowned slightly, especially the Four Shadows, they felt that Ling Wushuang was very unhappy, as if there was something difficult to choose in their hearts tormenting her.

Listening carefully, the four shadows seemed to have an answer in their hearts. Their proud masters, facing the stream, facing the flowers, in the moonlight, tell the confusion in her heart?

Dazed? Why was the master at a loss, the four shadows glanced at each other, and they couldn't figure it out.

"Do you know how much it hurts me to hurt me?" Ling Wushuang's eyes were sad and sad, "You don't know, if you know, why didn't you tell me ...... earlier, tell me, you're not really stupid." The question of Xuanyuan Mo in his heart was surging in Ling Wushuang's mind over and over again.

For him, she dares to do anything, dare to offend anyone, even if her hands are stained with blood, she is not afraid.

Just because he is her lifelong partner and the man she loves deeply.

The world is impermanent, and in the end, what does she get? Got a big deception. The mournful song accompanied by the equally sad sound of the piano fluttered for a long time in the huge little tree, and the four shadows could not help but shed tears.

"Twins...... You...... I ......" Seeing that Ling Wushuang's eyes were moist, Xuanyuan Mo opened the corners of his lips with difficulty, wanting to say something out loud, but the words that came out of his mouth were intermittent, and there was not a word that could be done.

The tears in her eyes were like morning dew on the tips of the grass in the morning, crystal clear.

Every note played under her fingertips, and every line of singing on her lips, seemed to whisper her confusion and pain.

At a loss as to where she should go, saddened that she was deceived by Xuanyuan Mo like a fool. Under the moonlight, her figure looked extremely thin, extremely lonely, the sound of the piano stopped, the singing voice, Xuanyuan Mo looked at Ling Wushuang like this, and his whole heart hurt so much, it was a hundred times more painful than the bone-eroding pain brought to him by the ice spirit at the beginning, more than a thousand times.

I said that I want to chong her, I want to protect her, and I want her to live happily every day, hehe! Did he do it?

No, he didn't, and before he could prove his promise, he hurt her first.

He hated himself for hurting her. But the matter has come to this point, and only by asking for her forgiveness is the first thing he should do. However, she didn't know that he was Twilight at the moment, and at this moment, should he confess Twilight's identity to her? Xuanyuan Mo lowered his eyes and asked himself in his heart.

Suddenly, Qingying trotted to Xuanyuan Mo, tears lingered in his apricot eyes, and asked: "Lord Wang, the slave has always respected you, but since you are not a fool, why do you want to deceive my master?" Qingying said, the tears in her eyes were like beads with broken threads, and they ran down her cheeks and rolled down to her clothes, "Presumptuous! A shout rang out in the silence of the night.

Ling Wushuang walked to Qingying's side and raised his hand, wanting to throw it at Qingying.

"Woo woo...... master, if you want to beat the slave and maid, as long as you are no longer wronged in your heart, you can beat the slave and maid!" Qingying looked at Ling Wushuang with tears.

Putting down his hand gently, Ling Wushuang said coldly: "How can you make accusations against the prince?" Is that what I usually teach you to be inferior? ”

"The slave and maid are wrong, the slave and the maid should not question the prince, but the slave and the maid are wronged by the master, and the master's heart aches! The master did everything for the sake of the prince, and treated the prince wholeheartedly, but in the end, he was ......completely deceived by the prince," Qingying said while crying, and the three Snow Shadows who chased her to Ling Wushuang together all had red eyes.

"Don't say it, the reason why the prince did that should have his plan. I want to walk around alone, don't follow me. Ling Wushuang's words were not only for the Four Shadows, but also for Xuanyuan Mo.

"Shuang'er, I was wrong, I shouldn't lie to you, what's the matter, let's talk about it, okay?"

Xuanyuan Mo walked to Ling Wushuang's side, stretched out his hand to hold Ling Wushuang's soft treachery, but was avoided by Ling Wushuangsheng, "I'll go out for a walk, and I'll be back in a while." ”

Words as light as a breeze, but with indescribable persistence, "Shuang'er ......" Xuanyuan Mo's eyes were painful, and he called again.

"I'm so upset that I want to be alone." Qingying's questioning of Xuanyuan Mo just now, Ling Wushuang didn't like it from the bottom of her heart, she was confused now, and she didn't know where to go, but she just didn't want to see the stupid big man she loved and be blamed, so she would angrily scold Qingying for having no rules, at this moment, the man in front of her looked at her with painful eyes, which made her confused heart slightly clear, but that clarity was only a momentary thing, and then her heart fell into complete confusion, but she didn't want him to be sad, painful, so contradictory her, what was it for?

She couldn't tell, and she couldn't tell.

The red lips opened uncontrollably: "The prince doesn't need to explain to the concubine. Seeing that the pain and pain in Xuanyuan Mo's eyes were more obvious, Ling Wushuang explained: "Because of the prince's hardship, the concubine understands one or two, but it is one thing to understand, and it is another thing to accept it immediately, so I also ask the prince to give the concubine some time and let the concubine think about it." ”

After finishing speaking, Ling Wushuang's fiery red figure rose into the air and floated out of the small tree.

Xuanyuan Mo didn't catch up, just because Ling Wushuang's words had already reached this point, if he really violated Ling Wushuang's intentions, I was afraid that the relationship between him and her would become even worse. However, the world is impermanent, how could he know that in the next moment, there may be something more worrying waiting for him to face.

Along the stream, Xuanyuan Mo hung his head and slowly moved his figure.

He was thinking about what method he should use to restore his relationship with Ling Wushuang to its original state. The moonlight poured down, making him wear a brocade dress like snow, which was spotless, but it invisibly overflowed with a little melancholy and loneliness.

The four shadows' eyes were red, standing where Ling Wushuang had left, motionless, Qingying lowered his head and muttered, "I, did I really do something wrong just now?" But, but I also questioned the prince because my master was wronged. Her voice sobbed slightly, and without guessing, she knew that the sparkle in her eyes was once again full, and her eyes were even more red.

She stared at her toes, her feet moved slightly, she was so worried in her heart, she was afraid, afraid that Ling Wushuang would be angry with her rude questioning of Xuanyuan Mo just now, and didn't want her to serve by her side anymore.

Xue Ying sighed and said in a low voice: "Even if the prince does something wrong, the person who questions him should be the master himself, when will it be our turn to talk more?" Qingying's whole heart became even more worried when she heard Snow Shadow say this, she raised her head and looked at Snow Shadow, Phantom and Flower Shadow with tears in her eyes: "What do you say I should do?" I don't want to leave the master, the four of us have said that we will follow the master and serve for the rest of our lives, and the three of you can't help me! ”

"Go and apologize to the prince!" Flower Shadow is a straight intestine, casually threw a sentence to Qingying, then turned to Snow Shadow and Phantom and said, "Shall we wait in this little tree for the master to come back?" ”

Snow Shadow and Phantom shook their heads and looked at Xuanyuan Mo's figure, "I, I'm going to apologize to the prince!" Qingying followed the snow shadow, and the phantom's gaze also looked at the white, lonely, lonely back, and said a weak voice, then turned around and walked behind Xuanyuan Mo, "Lord Wang, it was the slave and the maid just now, the slave and the maid should not have lost the rules, and questioned you loudly!" Qingying bit her lower lip and waited for Xuanyuan Mo to punish him.

The man in front of him is the same as her master, and he is also noble, like a celestial, but he is such a peerless man, but he deceived her master. From the bottom of her heart, she can't afford to hate the man in front of her, and the reason is that she is so confused at the moment that she didn't sort it out, and at the same time she didn't have time to sort it out. The master said that she wanted to go out for a walk, but where could she go this big night? Xuanyuan Mo slowly heard Qingying's voice, but did not turn around, a low, gloomy voice slowly overflowed from his lips: "You are right, because of the deception of this king, the princess has been wronged. Speaking of this, Xuanyuan Mo raised his hand and pressed the position of his heart, it hurt so much, it hurt like a heartbreak, for a long time, he continued: "The four of you go back to the courtyard, this king is here waiting for the princess to come back!" ”

"Slave and maid, thank you for the grace of the prince!" As he spoke, Qingying curtsied, and turned to the three of them.

The night breeze was light, the moonlight was rippling, and the four shadows packed up the piano case, and walked out of the grove with their concern for Ling Wushuang.

"Lord, if you don't want to go and find the princess." The footsteps of the four shadows walked away, and the footsteps were heavy, and they walked behind Xuanyuan Mo and arched their hands. "Didn't you hear what she said? At this moment, she just wanted to be quiet, and she didn't want to break her heart anymore. Xuanyuan Mo said, facing the dead, "You say, will the princess forgive the book?" ”

The corners of his mouth moved, and he finally said with some worry: "The princess still doesn't know that the lord is the owner of Qingfeng Mansion!" Xuanyuan Mo was stunned for a moment, yes, she was heartbroken now just because she knew that King Lu was pretending to be stupid and deceived her, and she couldn't accept King Lu's deception. How does it end?

No, no matter how it ends, he won't let go of her hand!

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Mo's body exuded a strong and decisive aura, her hand, he would never let go, even if she didn't want him and abandoned him, he would follow her around, repay the debt to her, and fulfill the promise he made to her thousands of times. Looking at the man standing in the moonlight in front of him, his breath was outstanding, and his expression was slightly stagnant.