In the silent night when the moon is dark and the wind is high, on the pavilion of the high moon-gazing tower.

Charm Moon cowered in the darkest corner, two jugs of fine wine at her feet. In fact, she didn't want to use wine to drown her sorrows, she knew that borrowing wine to drown her sorrows would only add to her sorrows, she was just a little greedy for the headache after a hangover, which could temporarily numb the heart-rending pain in her heart.

She once laughed at herself fiercely, is it really that painful? Who in this world will you not be able to live? People live in the world, not only love, once read such a sentence, a sentence that won her heart is written: Infatuated like Xu Zhimo, still a few years later, he fell in love with Lu Xiaoman energetically!

He is not ruthless to her, but he is just unable to be attentive, and this 'only' is the most basic condition for not being able to exceed her bottom line.

She was so bored, she really wanted to completely immerse herself in the darkness, if she could, she really wanted to save her breath, she felt that even the slight sound of breathing made her feel irritated.

In the silence, a black shadow flashed into the center of the pavilion, light as a breeze, the black shadow walked to the south and stood still, its cold blue eyes stared intently at the courtyard below, if she remembered correctly, it was the snow retreat of Yin Xuefei.

The blue eyes suddenly became warm, the eyes were full of tenderness, and there were many more complex feelings, such as worry, longing, anger, reluctance, etc.!

Probably because there is too much love in my heart, the black shadow falls into the realm of selflessness・・・・・・

"I'm so bored, can you have a drink with me, uncle?" a ghostly female voice came from the corner・・・・・・

The shadow was startled, and jerked back to stare at the corner where the voice was coming from with a sharp eye.

Charm Moon carried the flask and slowly moved out of the dark corner. She swore she didn't mean to scare him, but in the dead of night, she didn't know that her ethereal voice sounded so much like a female ghost.

Yelu Jin's cold gaze seemed to have a perspective function in the dark night, and he looked her carefully from head to toe fiercely, and then probably felt that she could not threaten him at all, so he snorted very rudely.

Meiyue is not angry, this uncle's arrogance has been seen in the broken temple at the beginning.

The slightly drunk Meiyue approached Yelujin, sat on the stone slab of the guardrail, put her arms on the guardrail, and also looked down at the place where Yelujin was staring - Snow Seclusion.

Uncle's eyes have a deep affection!

Mei Yue asked in a homely tone: "Uncle came to visit late at night, is he here to meet friends or to seek revenge?"

Ye Lu Jin's gaze never left Yin Xuefei's smile, his face was imminent, and he said coldly: "Come and get back what belongs to me!"

Meiyue glanced at him angrily: "She is a person, not a thing!"

Maybe he realized that he had made a mistake in his words, and was refuted by Meiyue, Yelu Jin was a little annoyed and angry, glaring at her!

Mei Yue still arrogantly brushed the ends of her hair in front of her forehead, ignoring his glare: "Whether she wants it or not?"

Yelujin: "The decision is up to me!"

Mei Yue smiled: "Why are you so conceited? You are the monarch of Da Liao? You can dominate your people, you can dominate your ministers, you can dominate your women, can you still control life and death? Some things, even if they are yours, if you don't cherish them carefully and take care of them, she will leave you." Don't ask her why she left, ask yourself why you can't afford to let her stay!"

Yelu Jin was trained by her to be fierce, and no one in this world dared to speak to him in such a tone.

"Everything has a first time, uncle, don't think that I am a collision with your holy face, if you don't want your 'thing' to go back forever, uncle still has to rely on me - you can disdain!" Mei Yue glanced at Ye Lu Jin's contemptuous cold face with cold eyes, and said: "King Kang's Mansion is not as many as your Da Liao Palace guards, and there are not as many masters as you. However, if you want to rob the future Princess Kang lightly, uncle, will you think too simply? The most important thing is that you want her to make a difficult choice in front of you, her family, and her old love? The result may not be satisfactory!"

Yelu Jin was silent, pondering for a long time, her sharp gaze projecting on her face as if it could see through.

She smiled at him honestly!

She said: "If you don't experience the thrill of the wind and waves, how can you savor the hard-won sweetness of love! Are you willing to bet your life in exchange for a life with her?"

But fortunately, Yelu Jin ate this, and he stared at her coldly: "Why help me?"

She smiled and said astringently: "Because I pity you, pity her, pity Zhao Che, and pity myself!"

Then, relatively speechless. Perhaps God knew that they had no topic to talk about, and in the silence, another black shadow jumped down from the top of the pavilion to break the slightly awkward atmosphere: "Master!

Meiyue was taken aback, and glared at the person angrily: "You wear Metersbonwe, don't you know how to take some ordinary roads?"

Yelu Jin looked at the charm moon calmly and calmly, the big mountain collapsed in front of her and her face did not change, this is the appearance!

patted the frightened heart and said, "Within three days, the Xianghe Temple in the east of the city!"

As soon as her voice fell, Yelu Jin had already flown away, and a qiē returned to silence, giving her the illusion that perhaps her uncle had never been there, and that this qiē was just her drunken hallucination.

A few seconds later, Ling Tan and Wei Xuan rushed into the pavilion. Seeing that she was the only one and unharmed, he flew away to search elsewhere with a 'bang'.

Zhao Che stood in front of her, her eyes were as deep as ink, she slowly stood up, looked at him as nothing, staggered past him, and walked towards the pavilion ladder.

Zhao Che's eyes were in pain, and when he was wrong with her, he took her hand, she turned around, and her eyes were obviously misty with wine, but they were extremely sharp!

"Yue'er・・・・・・" his voice was low and hoarse.

Mei Yue brushed away his hand expressionlessly and turned to leave.

He owes her a word of sorry, but she won't say it's okay!

That's damn apt!

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