When An Miao opened her eyes again, she saw the small hedge lying on her bedside, and she had thought about dying, but every time she saw the little hedge that put him on the tip of her heart, she was reluctant to do so.

She has nothing left, and the only thing she has is very precious.

Thinking about the past two years, An Le'er has come to humiliate herself from time to time, and every time thanks to the hedge to take care of herself, she herself is still a child who needs to be taken care of, so she drags her little body and is busy.

An Miao gently took out her right hand, put the back of her hand to the eye, and the gilded afterglow of the sunset sparsely fell into her apricot eyes through her fingers. The comfort in my heart was great, but it was also very sour, and I unconsciously shed two lines of tears.

She's so incompetent, she can't go on like this anymore.

The hedge felt a slight thud and sat up straight like a frightened fawn, and jumped in surprise when she finally woke up.

She knew that her ethereal sister would be fine, and no matter how much suffering she went through, she would be safe.

"Sister, do you want to drink water?" Without waiting for An Ethereal to answer, she ran to pour water.

An Yi smiled brightly: "You slow down, don't fall." ”

The hedge held the tea cup to An Yi like a treasure, and looked worried: "My sister has been in a coma for seven days, and her mouth and tongue must be dry and hoarse, drink more warm water." ”

An Miao slowly supported her body to sit up, and the hedge hurriedly put down the teacup to help, and when she sat down, she picked up a soft pillow and leaned on her back, and then picked up the teacup and sent it to her hand, full of admiration.

An Ethereal's heart was as warm as the midsummer sun, soft and collapsed into a pool of gentleness, raised his hand and rubbed the top of the little hedge like pity, smiling softly and warmly.

Picking up the teacup and drinking slowly, she looked past the window in front of her and looked at the maple and willow trees in the yard, there was a faint and dark floating under the trees, and the sand of the leaves was buzzing in her ears, and the sunset in the distance was red and purple, just like her blood that day.

The heart gradually became clear, and the eyes gradually became firm.

The hedge looked at An Ethereal and slowly sipped, and now his complexion gradually became ruddy, and he was even more at ease. When I think of the scene at that time, I feel heartbroken.

After leaving the Lingding Courtyard, the hedge was relieved, and hid behind the promenade columns in the compound as usual, quietly observing the movements of the Lingding Courtyard.

There was silence every time, as if you could hear the sound of floating lights. She secretly looked at the courtyard door, and the longer she passed, the more frightened she became, which indicated that Sister Ethereal would be tortured even more painfully this time.

She wept as she watched, her little hands covering her mouth, not daring to make a sound, lest she startle the maid who was guarding outside.

At this time, the entire Xianchi Pavilion is extremely empty, and everyone avoids it. She is not afraid of being discovered by others, so she just prays in her heart that time will pass quickly.

When the demon left, she hurried in, and every time she saw An Ethereal, covered in blood, this time she fainted, and the blood soaked through her clothes, and the blood all over her body was like a pool of blood.

She trembled and probed An Ethereal's snort, although it was faint, but fortunately it did not disappear, and then, she hugged An Ethereal, and cried loudly with a wow, she thought that Ethereal Sister was going to leave her.

The hedge looked up at An Ethereal, who was still drinking, but didn't know what he was thinking, and thought to himself, this time is over, there should be a period of respite, and I can live a good life for a while.

The picture gradually freezes, time gradually stands still, condenses, and the scene gradually blurs and becomes clear.

The whole Xianchi Pavilion is like a red ocean, the red lantern of the cornice does not know the sorrowful and lively, the big double happiness is pasted on the window surface of various lines, and the red and shiny silk is floating in the wind.

The people of the entire Xianchi Pavilion were silent, busy with their own affairs in an orderly manner, and the long corridor in the center of the compound was lively and quiet.

It was a lively and celebratory scene, but it seemed so lonely and cold.

In the back hall of the main courtyard of Xianchi Pavilion, An Miao was wearing a red wedding dress, her mouth was blocked, her hands and feet were tied, and she sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her eyes were cold, looking at the sky outside the window that was gradually whitening.

Are they so intolerant of themselves? Are they so eager to send themselves far away? That's it, are they empty-hearted?!

Hahahahaha

Her gaze was clear and cold, and her mockery was clearly imprinted.

The little hedge that was left in the Lingding Courtyard by An Ethereal was very anxious, she didn't know where they demons were going to send Sister Ethereal, and she didn't know what kind of situation Sister Ethereal would face in the future, she could only listen to her sister's words and be here alone, watching her sister suffer from afar.

She thought that they would be able to live a stable life for a while, but who knows, since her sister recovered from her injuries and began to accept the task of Xianchi Pavilion, it was only two days later, and they actually sent someone to force her sister to the back hall of the main courtyard.

Looking at the prosperity of the entire Xianchi Pavilion, she really wanted to tear down the entire Xianchi Pavilion.

The door of the back hall was suddenly opened, An Le Er stepped in dignifiedly, slowly approached An Ethereal, and looked straight at her, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes suppressed the arrogance that almost burst out.

The sleeves waved elegantly: "You all stand down." When the maid retreated, she waved her hand to hold up an enchantment.

lowered his head and looked at An Ethereal, and his voice could no longer be suppressed: "An Ethereal, congratulations, you are about to marry the prince of Rouran Kingdom." ”

"Don't have to suffer here anymore, you see, how good I am to you. Hahahaha......"