Back in April.

On April 24, the military edict of the Chang'an Imperial Court had just arrived at the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion of Hexi Province. Because Xiao Yu was not in Hezhou, the privy envoy directly transmitted the edict to the camp of the Weisheng army. Along with the edict, there was also a letter from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to the Governor of Hexi.

Xiao Yu used a paper cutter to remove the lacquer seal and open the letter, but saw that there was another letter inside, with four words on it:

Xiao Yue's enlightenment.

These four characters are between the line of writing and the regular script, the pen is strong, magnificent, although it is different from the regular script font that the prince has always criticized, and there is a kind of flying and uninhibited style...... But Xiao Yu also recognized it at a glance: this is the handwriting of the crown prince Li Yuzhen.

Xiao Yu's eyes sank, and his expression was uncertain.

The Prince's Letter to Seventeen?

Business or private?

What does it mean to talk about business, at this time?

If you are talking about private matters......

His eyes darkened.

remembered the scandal that had been circulated twice in Beijing, and remembered Yao Huang and Wei Zi a year ago......

Xiao Yu used to scoff at this scandal, whether it was the "lover" scandal between Ah Yan and Li Yuzhen when he first entered Chang'an or Yao Huang Wei Zibang a year ago, the rumors spread in the elite circles in Beijing, isn't it stirring up the anti-apocalypse? Shaw's true faith is the plan.

But now he couldn't believe it was just a rumor.

Her own daughter must not have that kind of idea about the prince, but what about the prince?

After experiencing Shen Qingyi's deliberate "plotting" of Xiao Yan, Xiao Yu was suspicious of the outstanding men and women around Xiao Yan, especially his daughter, in case the prince had thoughts about Ah Yan......

Even though Liang Guogong had a thousand doubts, he didn't think about withholding the letter or dismantling it privately, he thought about it for a long time, put the letter aside for the time being, and until the evening, he personally went to the military tent where his daughter lived, retired An Yexi, took out the letter and handed it to her, with a solemn face, "The letter from the prince." ”

Xiao Yan blurted out in surprise, "Zhaohua? ”

I secretly said that it was not good in my heart, and sure enough, I saw my father's suspicious eyes.

She immediately straightened her face, took the letter, and said, "Well, it's a letter from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." ”

When she held the letter in her hand, she felt a thousand weights, and her heart was also heavy.

She raised her eyes to look at her father, and saw that her father was still sitting in the tent and did not leave, she was helpless, but she couldn't confess to her father, so she had to implicitly urge: "Father, do you still have orders?" ”

Are you still leaving?

Liang Guogong was very able to hold it, "You read the letter first." ”

Xiao Yan looked at her father's attitude, and knew that she couldn't hide, her father must have suspected something, she sighed in her heart, she couldn't hide...... I had no choice but not to hide.

She opened the letter and looked at it.

Li Yuzhen's letter, as always, was a heavy affection for her.

These affections were the weight of her life, but that was before...... She hopes not to hurt Li Yuzhen, and through the grinding of the years, with her unswerving firmness, Li Yuzhen's love will be consumed. This is the best way she can think of without damaging Li Yuzhen's Dao heart and the friendship between the two partners.

However, now, she can no longer bear her love.

She has already made up her mind with Shen Qingyi, so she can no longer bear anyone's love - whether she accepts it or not, her tenderness to another person is an injury to Shen Qingyi.

She can no longer treat Li Yuzhen's feelings with a tolerant attitude.

It must be decisive.

She sighed inwardly.

It's going to come this far.

I thought there would be another 10 years......

But life will always make you make a choice when you can't think of it, and no matter how helpless you are, you must do something.

There was sadness in her expression.

For a long time, I folded the letter paper with my fingers little by little, put them back in the envelope, took the fire paint, and resealed the open envelope, looking serious, as if I was sealing something as precious as that.

…… Precious indeed.

Her love for her, she can only seal it.

Xiao Yu looked at her daughter's appearance, her eyes gradually became enlightened, and there was shock, and her expression became more and more dark and severe.

Xiao Yan calmed down his emotions, raised his eyes to look at his father, and said, "Father, the prince's letter only talks about personal friendship, not official affairs. ”

Xiao Yu looked at her and frowned, "What kind of personal friendship makes you so sad?" After a pause, he asked solemnly, "The prince is ...... you But have a mind? ”

Xiao Yan's delicate eyebrows drooped, and she was silent for a while, and said, "Yes, she is interested in me." ”

Xiao Yu's eyes were sharp under his thick eyebrows, and his voice was concise and cold, "When?" ”

Xiao Yan omitted the matter of going to Changle Palace and said, "After I go to Chang'an." ”

Xiao Yu thought back to the various intersections between Li Yuzhen and his daughter, and anger gradually welled up between his eyebrows, and he slapped his palm on the small table, and made a "snap" sound, "Last year, rumors were boiling in Beijing, and they were known to the whole family, except for the agitation of that group of people, oh, maybe there is also the handwriting of this prince!" It's really a ......" he sneered, another deliberate!

Xiao Yan raised her eyebrows silently, she wasn't sure if the rumors in Beijing were Li Yuzhen's handwriting, but what if they were? She sighed in her heart, she didn't hate these scheming methods, she just felt tired for her, love, either wishful thinking, or a painful thing...... Those calculations, if they didn't really hurt her, if they didn't hurt her family, it would be difficult for her to care.

"Father," she sighed inwardly, but her voice was very clear, "don't worry, I won't be emotional about her. Between me and her, even if there is no clearing, there will be no result. Her voice was slow, but clear and firm, "I regard her as a friend, and I will not change." ”

While Liang Guogong breathed a sigh of relief, he sighed heavily.

Who knows the future of the Shaw family and the royal family?

You see her as a friend, but do you know what the future holds?

"You kid." Liang Guogong sighed, there was trust in his daughter in his voice, and there was also an understanding of the young man's youthful enthusiasm, he shook his head slightly, and said, "Have a good rest." Focus on doing your own thing. "Don't think much about the rest.

"Yes, father."

Xiao Yan got up and sent his father outside the tent.

Xiao Yu patted her on the shoulder, strode away with his hands, and spat out the sigh in his chest.

It's not a good thing that the child is too affectionate.

Suddenly, he was a little glad that Xiao Yan liked Shen Qingyi.

At least, not Li Yuzhen.

……

Xiao Yan watched his father's back leave, and then returned to the tent.

She took out the ink strip and sharpened the ink and replied to Li Yuzhen.

This is the first time she has replied to Li Yuzhen's love letter, and it must be the last.

"It's my fault that I broke off my friendship with you for seventy-eight days." She picked up the pen and wrote.

Li Yuzhen guessed that Shen Qingyi had feelings for her, she said that Li Yuzhen was "cranky", so she broke off her friendship with her for 78 days, and Xiao Yan admitted that it was her fault.

Li Yuzhen's suspicions that day, whether it were from her intuition or anger...... But it's all right.

"He will see each other in the future and apologize in person."

Xiao Yan lifted the pen and dropped again, "I went to Daomen......"

……

***

Rushing!

The heavy rain poured down, hitting the golden glazed tiles of the main hall with a crackling sound, the thunder roared one after another, and the lightning like coral branches in the dark clouds flashed, making the hall bright and bright.

Li Yuzhen's face shone white under the lightning.

She stood under the open window, listening to the wind, thunder, and rain, and watched the rain between heaven and earth, and there was not a trace of expression on her snow-white face, not even a trace of blood, as if she had been struck by the thunder and lightning.

The palace maids all retreated, and in the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the study pavilion of the Guangtian Hall became even more empty and silent. Her figure stood lonely by the window, like a lonely sword between heaven and earth. On the huge white jade book case, a stack of letter paper was suppressed by jade, and the handwriting on the letter paper was vigorous, magnificent, and there was a flying and uninhibited style - it was Li Yuzhen's letter, the letter to Xiao Yan, which was sealed in her reply letter and retreated.

— along with her affection.

Li Yuzhen's hand clenched into a fist hung under the window, crumpled two pages of letter paper in his palm.

That was Xiao Yan's reply to her.

Like the sharpest sword, piercing her heart.

I went to the Daomen...... Know her feelings, make love with her, for a lifetime, and never change.

It's not that she didn't think that Xiao Yan might fall in love with Shen Qingyi: when she knew that Xiao Yan went to Daomen and suddenly returned to Hexi, this speculation became even stronger. She used to be weak and wanted to be that she didn't know anything, as long as Xiao Yan didn't tell her one day that I was in love with someone else, she could think that she still had hope for herself...... But she finally faced it, wrote the letter, expressed her feelings, and asked her, "Have you gone to the Daomen?" ”

When she really knew the result and faced it head-on, her heart was shattered and torn apart in pain.

In her life, she has never been so painful as she is today, not when she is on the verge of life and death, the pain at that time is the physical pain, even though the pain is great, the fighting spirit in her heart is like fire, but she is in pain at the moment, as if immersed in an ice hole, the cold of the whole body without half the power of resistance, the boundless despair is like being in a dark abyss, knowing that there is no possibility of breaking out.

There is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of those who have a heart.

But there are some things, no matter how hearty they are, but they are difficult to achieve in the end.

No matter how hearty you are, if she doesn't love you, she just doesn't love you.

Her kendo is fearless, confused, and hesitant, but no matter how brave, determined, and indomitable she is, she doesn't love her, she just doesn't love her.

……

Li Yuzhen suddenly raised his sleeves, and scarlet blood spurted out.

The sleeves embroidered with the dragon pattern of the gold thread were hidden on the lips, and mouthfuls of blood overflowed, and the heavy smell of blood filled the mouth and nose, emanating from the soaked sleeves, but it was shrouded in the window by the true qi.

She is too fragile for anyone to see.

This is her pride.

No matter how painful it is, her pride will not break.

"There's nothing wrong with feelings."

"You're not wrong, and I'm not wrong."

"It's just that not every wish can be granted; Not every love can be reciprocated. ”

"It's not that you don't work hard, but if you work hard, you may not get results. But hard work is the result in itself. ”

"The sun will still rise in the east and set in the west tomorrow, no matter what happens in the world."

"Without me, you're still you."

"Your heart is fearless, your sword is straight and sharp, and you are still you."

Her cuffs covered her lips, and her face was snow-white under the lightning, but in the most painful moment, the back that was as straight as a sword did not bend down, and stood straight in front of the window, like the loneliest sword in heaven and earth.

No matter how lonely he is, the sword is still a sword.