Fu Wenzhang's figure disappeared in the night.

Guanqin blew the night wind on the thinly dressed Ling Chan, and quickly closed the window.

Ling Chan didn't avoid her when she talked to Fu Wenzhang, she looked at Ling Chan worriedly, "Miss, do you want to get dressed properly?" ”

"Don't." Ling Chan pouted and said angrily: "Why do they come to my boudoir whenever they want, and I want to get dressed and comb my hair, and wait for it?" That's what I'm going to do! ”

Guanqin never fought against her, and immediately agreed vigorously when she heard the words: "That's it!" ”

The master and servant laughed for a while, and after two tuks, the window was knocked again.

Guanqin: "...... Did the second young master give all your codes to His Royal Highness the Prince? ”

She muttered as she opened the window.

Outside the window, it was Fu Wenci who was ruthlessly suppressing his excitement and his face was flushed.

"Sister!" Fu Wenci said excitedly: "I know who is deliberately spreading rumors and gossips to ruin your reputation!" ”

His eyes were moist, his lips were moist, and there was a little smell of wine on his body, which made Chan frown: "Does what the drunkard said count?" ”

"I'm not drunk!" Fu Wenci said: "I found out, sister! It was King An who did it! He was afraid that you would quietly marry someone when he left Beijing, so he deliberately instructed a few gentlemen to repeatedly tell your rumors! ”

"Then why are you so happy?" Ling Chan said quietly: "My fiancé doesn't believe me and hurts me behind my back-do you think you're happy?" ”

Fu Wenzhang's face turned white after realizing it, "I just don't want you to be kept in the dark." ”

"I think you want to know the truth more than false happiness."

"You're right, brother." Ling Chan stood up and saluted him in a squat indoors, "I'd rather be awake and in pain, thank you for telling me this." ”

Before Fu Wenci was happy to regain the title of brother, he saw Ling Chan's long eyelashes tremble, Yingying's eyes shattered silently, and tears flowed out of her eyes.

His heart was like someone pulling a piece of flesh with sharp nails, stretching and stretching again. The pain is sharp and long.

"Sister......" He was flustered, his mind was blank, and he said something that should not be said, "In fact, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince told me, he already knew about this matter, and so many dirty people in the Hanlin Courtyard, he also knew and acquiesced. ”

"Look, these men are not good things, you can actually not marry, I am willing to support you for the rest of your life......"

"Big brother just came, too." Ling Chan wiped away her tears and said suddenly.

Fu Wenzi was stunned, but he reacted quickly, "Are you here to tell you about me taking His Royal Highness the Crown Prince home to live?" ”

"Hmm."

"I think you'll want to meet him." Fu Wenci whispered: "So I agreed." ”

[These two brothers...... The idea is quite different. The system muttered, [The big one is afraid that you will receive any grievances from the prince, but the small one can see your nature a little clearly. 】

Fu Wenzhang, as the eldest brother, has always had a protective desire for his younger brothers and sisters below, and after returning from the battlefield, this protective desire completely blinded him, and he was afraid of Ling Chan in his mouth.

And Fu Wenci, he already understood that it was Ling Chan's appearance that was weak, not her character. The soul in the slender body is intelligent and determined, not afraid of any difficulties and dangers, she is fiery and tenacious, and she is indomitable.

She is weak, but not weak.

……

Fu Wenci soon left.

Ling Chan sat quietly, waiting for the next person.

She knew that the prince would come.

In the middle of the month, the candles flickered.

Outside the window, the wind howled, the canopy of the trees was blown to a rattle, and black shadows swayed ghostly.

Guanqin frowned and whispered: "Miss, it's so late, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may not come, go and rest first?" ”

Before she could finish speaking, there was a sudden knock on the main door of the girl's boudoir.

Tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk, tuk-tuk - the knocking sound of three long and one short knock on the door is steady and clear.

Guanqin's face changed slightly: "From the gate of the courtyard to here, there are more than a dozen people guarding here...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, is this crazy? ”

The person outside the door seemed to be unable to wait, and tore open the door with his own hands.

The fragile wooden door was vigorously pulled off its original track and discarded aside.

The golden-armored warrior behind the prince leaned the door against the wall, lightly and cautiously, living up to the violence just now.

Taizhi and Ling Chan looked at each other.

The girl sat in front of the window, a plain white bedrobe fell on her body empty, her shoulders were sharpened, and her waist was as plain as ever.

The cold wind poured in from the whirring, and her face turned pale from the cold, and her lips were blue.

"Long time no see, Chan."

Taiji smiled at her, if she ignored the current time and place, it was really like a warm and touching reunion of old friends.

Ling Chan said: "My maids are all innocent, don't hurt them." ”

"You're obsessed with those minions." Taiji said with a smile.

The smile seemed to be like a mask firmly welded to his face, "You don't seem very happy to see me?" ”

Ling Chan was silent.

Yu Taizhi continued to laugh and said, "The purpose of my visit today, you should have guessed it." My sweetheart and my younger brother are going to get married, and I, as an elder brother, should also send a congratulatory gift. ”

He smiled and took out the knife in his sleeve, gently like a lover's whisper, "Ah Chan, come here." ”

Ling Chan didn't move, she raised her head and only asked, "What gift do you want to give me?" ”

Taizhi whispered, "Your eyes, beautiful demagoguery, your mouth, you can only say sweet words that deceive people, you are half-hearted towards Qin Duchu, it is better to destroy them all." ”

He stroked the dagger in his hand, the blade seemed to be made of glass, crystal clear, and the blade was smeared with a trace of beautiful red, as if it was a girl's red lips.

Holding this beautiful knife, he approached Ling Chan step by step.

Ling Chan's body is slender and thin, and her slender and fair-skinned neck is easily held by Taizhi, and under her fair skin, warm blood flows through the arteries, beating steadily in the palm of Taizhi.

Osamu Tandai is obsessed with this feeling.

This feeling of being able to easily grasp the girl's body and mind and take her life at any time makes Tantai feel at ease.

He finally couldn't help but weakly ask, "Why." ”

Am I bad for you? Am I not loving you enough? Why are you

Will you know Anwang so well?

"What does he eat, what he smokes, what incense he uses, how he washes his face, what he likes...... You're very attentive. ”

Taizhi didn't want to do this, and such a forced question seemed to him to be eager and ugly. But he couldn't help it.

He endured it from the time King An asked for marriage in the palace, until Ling Chan was invited into the palace by Concubine Shu, and endured until Ling Chan confessed to King An, and endured until the holy decree gave marriage...... He didn't want to put up with it anymore.

He breathed quickly close to Ling Chan's cold and soft face, gritted his teeth, and asked with a lost demeanor: "Why don't you like me anymore?" ”

The beautiful transparent blade kisses the girl's face lightly.