The morning sun passed through the mist, and wisps of golden light fell on the ground. Some sweet-scented osmanthus petals fell on the stone road, and the light yellow flowers brought a fragrant fragrance. It was on November 1 that I walked under such fine sunshine.

On the little flower, if she could smile like a flower like before and turn around and call "wood", it would be a most beautiful painting.

It's a pity that there is a standard three-step distance between her and Chang Hai. She walks in front and he follows behind, so silent that even the sound of the wind passing between them can be heard clearly.

Chang Hai looked at Eleven. She had really changed. It wasn't just that she no longer loved to laugh and make trouble, but she had understood so much about human nature overnight, and understood that there was so much helplessness in this world.

Gentle light shone on her face, and her long, soft black hair was covered with light. Chang Hai felt a slight pain in his heart. He was still blaming himself, blaming himself for failing to protect Eleven that day and humiliating her. This self-blame weighed on her.

It was so heavy in his heart that he couldn't breathe, and he was in urgent need of a vent. It was because of this self-blame that he was far away from Eleven, and he felt that he was no longer worthy of Eleven.

Therefore, he stayed far away from her, fulfilled his duties and was loyal, as long as he watched her from a distance, and did not dare to have other delusions.

He wanted to hug her, but his duty as a monarch and his minister could not make him do that. Little did he know that Eleven also wanted him to hug her at this time. She had not known the taste of warmth for a long time, which humiliated her.

That night was like a sharp knife in my heart, causing pain all the time.

She turned around, the morning light was soft, and her face looked sad: "Wood..."

Chang Hai's heart trembled, and he buried his head deeply and replied: "Princess."

"Why do you have to stay so far away from me?" Eleven-sized tears fell down, and her dark eyes were filled with heartbreak. How could she make Chang Hai understand what she was thinking? She could no longer count on her.

The only one anyone can count on is him, doesn't he know?

"I deserve to die!" Chang Hai knelt down on one knee, burying his head deeply to cover up all his guilt and sadness. His cold words hurt not only Eleven, but also himself.

"Forget it, get up." Eleven smiled sadly, and the corners of his mouth touched his heart, causing convulsions of pain. He calmed his voice and said, "I heard that Wang Boxuan Xuanqianruo's attack on Beiqing at this time is the best time.

But the emperor brother...the emperor brother asked him to continue to inquire about information. Although it was to be sure, the emperor's temperament would never stand still. Tell me, what happened to the emperor brother?"

Chang Hai gritted his teeth and rolled the words in his mouth several times, but swallowed them alive. He only said: "The Emperor is so majestic and so talented that he must have other plans. I dare not add anything rashly."

Speculation.”

Shiyi suddenly took a step forward, raised her head and looked directly at Chang Hai. Chang Hai didn't dare to look directly at her eyes. She said, "Go and tell the emperor, if he ignores Sister Mo Xi again, don't blame me."

This little sister is falling out with him! If he thinks he doesn’t have any generals he can trust, I, the princess, am willing to go into battle in person to show off the prestige of our country, Xuan Qian!"

Chang Hai suddenly raised his head and saw Eleven's determined face. He sighed secretly in his heart, but could only remain silent.

"Why don't you dare to go? Wang Bohan can go along with the emperor's wishes just to please the emperor. Now that he has been promoted to another level, don't you have the courage to mention this to the emperor?" Chang Hai didn't know.

, when did Eleven become so aggressive? His tough words made him unable to breathe, so he could only bury his head deeper and deeper, and remain silent for longer and longer.

He misses the Eleven who chased him all over the street with his fists waving and his face flushed with shame under the sky full of Kongming lanterns, that simple, kind and innocent Eleven.

Yes, there is no going back, Chang Hai knows better than anyone. Just as he can't go back to the beginning, what happened in the Northern Qing Dynasty changed the original trajectory and made the beloved slowly move away. He looked at

The back of Eleven wanted to shout desperately, but no sound came out. He was desperate, but there was nothing he could do.

"What are you talking about?" Baili Muyun's slightly hoarse voice came from the other side of the path. Chang Hai felt relieved and was about to salute, but first heard Eleven's respectful voice: "Join, brother."

When did she pass by like this, revealing her rawness and alienation? Baili Muyun saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart. It was just eleven. Who should I tell the pain in my heart to?

"Get up." The sudden fatigue hit Baili Muyun so much that he didn't even want to say anything.

"Why didn't the emperor send troops to the Northern Qing Dynasty?" Eleven's question was as sharp as a knife, piercing Baili Muyun's heart. "Or has the emperor lived a comfortable life for too long and forgotten your original ambition?"

"Presumptuous!" Baili Muyun shouted loudly, making Eleven take a step back and look at him in astonishment. In her memory, the emperor brother had never spoken to her so loudly. When she felt wronged, she could not help but purse her lips. Regardless of her,

No matter how well he hides it, his deep dependence on Baili Muyun has never diminished even a little bit.

Seeing her like this, Baili Muyun felt soft in his heart. He couldn't help but blame himself for being too impatient and speaking harshly. He sighed and said: "Eleven, there are things that the emperor doesn't want to do, but cannot do. Can you?

Have you ever thought about how much food and grass would be needed if I really attacked Beiqing? It’s a long way from here to Beiqing. How to transport the baggage? Which army to bring for the expedition? Who will be the general? Fighting is not a child’s play, how can it be done on impulse?

Decision made?”

Saying these words that he didn't even believe, Baili Muyun didn't expect to hide it from Shi Yi, but just wanted to appease her rebellious mood. And all the reasons mentioned above, if you really want to argue, can't tell you all.

It's nonsense. Tao Ze is not that easy to deal with. If he really attacks Beiqing, no one would dare to gamble the entire Xuanqian unless he is fully prepared.

His big hand wanted to rub Eleven's long hair, but Eleven turned his head to avoid it, leaving his hand awkwardly suspended in the air. He lowered his hand and said to Chang Hai: "Have a good time taking care of the princess." Then he asked.

leave.

Eleven shouted at his back: "Brother Huang, you are sorry for Sister Mo Xi."

Shiyi had already dragged Chang Hai away, but Baili Muyun was frozen in place as if he had been cast a restraining spell, as if a gust of wind would blow him into powder. Yes, he was sorry for Mo Xi.

He knew it, but when it was said through other people's mouth, it hurt him even more.

It was as if he knew that he had a scar, and it would hurt when he looked at it occasionally, but Eleven tore open the scab of the scar, so he looked at the bleeding wound and could not speak. After reading it silently, he had to take care of himself.

He gently covered the scar and showed a smile to show others that he looked as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!