Shen Yue only has Xi'er by his side.

Although they have only been together for half a year, they meet every day and have not said a few words, but Xi'er is very well-behaved and has nothing to worry about.

There's even some plain cuteness.

For example, Xi'er was building snowballs, and suddenly a maid said that His Highness would let him go and gave him a lot of gold and silver treasures.

With this money, Xi'er doesn't need to worry about food and clothing in her life.

But he didn't ask for it, let alone touch it, but said stubbornly: "I want to see Your Highness." ”

Shen Yue's desire to see him was just a matter of words, but if he wanted to see Shen Yue, it would be even more difficult than ascending to the sky.

What's more, Shen Yue didn't want to see him at all.

Xi'er is still very young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, simple and straightforward.

He didn't understand why Shen Yue didn't want him anymore, there was no reason, and he wanted to ask for an answer.

Maybe he has really been spoiled by Shen Yue's silence in the past six months, he wants to see Shen Yue, but the guards who used to be respectful to him blocked him and didn't let him in.

Only then did Xi'er understand that Shen Yue really didn't want to see him at all.

Moreover, he also heard that Shen Yue often went to the Qingyue Palace, and stayed for one night.

Xi'er has heard countless things about Qingyue Hall in the past six months, and said that His Royal Highness has a deep affection for that person, and he is really happy.

Although he would also go to Shen Yue's dormitory at night, the two of them didn't do anything, they didn't even hold hands, only occasionally, he would touch the corner of Shen Yue's clothes.

He didn't want much, and that was enough.

However, now Shen Yue doesn't need him anymore, maybe he thinks he's an eyesore, maybe it's the one who has more than a clear moon who thinks he's an eyesore, no matter what it is, it makes him very uncomfortable.

Because this also clearly shows that in Shen Yue's heart, I am afraid that there is really no place for it.

He knew that Shen Yue was in the study, so he stood at the door of the study desperately, no matter how the guards drove him, he wouldn't leave.

A simple and enthusiastic teenager is always very stubborn, like a burning fire, either burning others or burning himself.

The cold wind was very cold, and it blew on his face like a knife, and the boy came in a hurry, and his clothes were not thick, and it snowed lightly, and there were thin snowflakes on his shoulders and hair.

After waiting for a long time, the winter days are always shorter, the sky soon darkened, his hands and feet were stiff and numb, he didn't know how long he waited, so long that his eyes were pantothenic, dry and stinging, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, vague, and the fear and fear in his heart were like a black curtain, depressed and heavy and suffocating.

Candles were lit in the study, and a warm yellow light was reflected from the windows.

The boy's eyes were red, and he still kept staring.

In the study, under the warm yellow light, Shen Yue's half side face was clear and beautiful, her eyelashes fluttered, and the red mole under her eyelids was very conspicuous, she pursed her lips and glanced out the window.

"Hasn't he left yet?" The gorgeous and weak voice doesn't have much emotion.

Fu'an skillfully sharpened the ink, and his white face was obscure: "If Your Highness is annoying, I will drive people away." ”

It's annoying, but it's not counting.

It's just that some surprised teenagers are so persistent, and they don't know what they are clinging to.

She frowned lightly, "Forget it, I should be gone in a while." ”

And then no.

The sky was as black as ink, there was no moon or stars, the snow was heavy, and the wind was even more biting.

Shen Yue asked again, and the answer was still the same.

Putting down the brush in his hand, the ink fragrance on his sleeves was very faint, and his dark and moist eyes looked out of the window, looking indifferent and calm.

"Forget it......" seemed to sigh lightly, and finally relented: "Let him in." ”

This is not wise, Shen Yue understands it very well, but it is ...... She relented.

Fu'an's fingers hanging down at his side shrank a little, his slightly thin lips pursed into a straight line, and he stopped talking, but finally didn't say anything and walked out.

The door was opened again, and the boy walked in alone, closing the door against the cold wind outside.

It was very warm in the study, and the boy shivered at first, and his face turned pale.

With a layer of frost on his eyelashes and a heavy chill on his body, he waited at the door for a while, waiting for the snow on his clothes to melt before walking over.

Shen Yue didn't look at him, his slender snow-white fingers rubbed his eyebrows, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate, beautiful and cold and ruthless, wearing a green jade robe, noble and elegant.

Silent, calm and unwavering.

The young man who was clamoring to see him outside just now didn't dare to step forward when he saw the real person, stood for a long time, plucked up his courage, knelt at Shen Yue's feet, and carefully grabbed a small piece of her sleeve, his voice was very soft, very hoarse, and lost his crisp and pleasant ear.

"Your Highness......"

He really felt very wronged, and he couldn't control his emotions, he was suffocated and uncomfortable, and tears flowed down his cheeks with tears in his eyes.

He clenched the fabric in his hand, as if grasping the most precious thing in the world, and did not dare to let go for a moment, and begged in a low voice.

"Your Highness, is it wrong for the slave to do something? Is the slave not obedient enough? Why do you have to drive the slaves away all of a sudden? ”

The thin voice was choked, his heart was throbbing, he really didn't know what he had done wrong, he was extremely confused.

Shen Yue still didn't look at him, her long and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, as if she didn't take her words to heart or listen to them at all.

Indifferent, impersonal.

Shen Yue gave people this feeling when he had no expression.

The young man is not afraid, because he knows that His Highness is not the same as it seems, she is very good, really good.

But now I'm scared again, I'm afraid that Shen Yue really doesn't want him.

"Your Highness, the slave is very well-behaved, and he eats very little......"

The young man's lips were very pale, and his voice trembled with severe pain, he didn't know how to stay, and he didn't know how to let Shen Yue look at him and give him a little reaction.

"Your Highness......"

"Your Highness......"

One after another bitter pleading, the young man is not very old, but his heart is very persistent, Lai is here just unwilling to go, and he has rushed over, and he doesn't even want the last face, holding her legs, crying like a three-year-old child, tears are like pearls that have fallen off the thread, and there is a kitten-like sobbing sound in his throat.

It's miserable, really miserable.

Shen Yue felt noisy, and finally looked down at him, he had no feelings, it was as cold as a clear spring, and it was so cold that it made people fall into an ice cellar.

still didn't speak, the drooping eyelashes were like butterfly wings about to fly, slender and thick, lining the skin under the eyes even more white and cold.

Just looked at him like this, didn't speak, watched coldly, and seemed to be indifferent all the time.

Gao Songhan's tone was also cold, "Then don't come back." ”

Xia Zhi was cold and silent by his boring tone, and nodded,