The cold wind was still whistling by, still making a whimpering sound.
Mo Yiran's tears stopped at this moment, but her whole body became a little numb at this moment, as if she had no thoughts, letting the cold wind ruffle her hair and scatter her thoughts.
Crush all illusions about happiness into mud, or leave no trace.
There were blood stains on the corners of his lips, and his eyes were tightly closed. His long eyelashes covered his eyelids. His lips were not that thin, but they were not thick either. The thickness was just right. This was the first thing she had ever seen.
The most handsome man in the world, she had this feeling the first time she met him.
But now he lay in her arms and fell asleep quietly, as quiet and peaceful as a child, and the noise around him had nothing to do with him.
I don't know how long it took, maybe a long time, maybe just a moment, an urgent call came from far away, bringing a bit of cold wind, which made Mo's hair still in the wind even more messy.
Oh, that was Yin Wuxie's voice, if she remembered correctly.
He took three steps at a time and came to Mo Yiran. When he saw the man lying silently in the woman's arms, he was stunned. He reached out tremblingly to detect Yin Tianyi's breath. At this time, he
She put down her hand in relief, pushed Mo Yiran away bitterly, and took him away from her arms.
Mo Yiran was pushed staggering by him. She thought she would fall heavily to the ground, but Yin Wuchou helped her up from behind. He lifted her up from the ground and let her lean into his arms.
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Mo still stood firm and was about to chase Yin Wuxie, but Yin Wuxie grabbed his arm and said: "He won't die. I mean that as long as Wuxie is here, the seventh brother will not die." After a pause, he continued.
He said: "Besides, we have to go back to see our father. Cough cough... cough..." He covered his lips and coughed violently again.
Mo Yiran looked at him, then turned to look at Yin Wuxie hugging Yin Tianyi and leaving. Yes, as long as Prince Qi Xing was here, he would not let anything happen to Yin Tianyi, but why didn't Leng Mo see him? He hadn't always
Are they all staying with Yin Tianyi? At this time, her sanity finally recovered a little.
He just fainted, not dead, but obviously just now...she thought he had...
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder.
Yin Wuchou took off his coat and put it on her body, and said calmly: "He came to steal the marriage, so naturally Leng Mo was waiting for him in the dark. Now that Wu Xie has taken him away, naturally he can see Leng Mo outside."
After that, he took Mo Yiran's arm and walked towards the palace...
Even if you walk very far, you can still smell the pungent smell of blood.
Mo Yiran looked at the lights in the distance and walked slowly step by step. Even Yin Wuchou who was by his side could not give her any warmth.
Every time she took a step, she felt like her feet had been cut with a knife, causing heartbreaking pain.
She looked forward, her messy hair flying continuously, and she suddenly felt that this was not just a frame-up about love, but also a design about hatred between the country and the family.
But when You'er is in their hands, how can she do whatever she wants!
But, no matter what, she and he were far away after all.
His wounds and her vows were just a gust of wind, gently carried by the cold autumn wind, and then disappeared without a trace.
She believes that when he wakes up, there will be many people who care about him, and she will be watching him in the dark. This life will just be... missed. Maybe one day, her heart will be filled with dust, and she will be filled with dust again.
She couldn't remember this old incident. At that time, she could look at the world with a smile.
; One month later.
In Prince Pingyang's palace, the woman was dressed in a white fox fur and a white cloak. Her jet-black hair was simply tied into a bun, with some broken hair falling from her ears, adding a touch of pride to the woman's stunning face.
But just from the bun she wore, we knew that this woman was a married woman.
Here, there was a heavy snowfall last night, but when I got up in the morning, the snow in the yard had been swept away. The woman went to the kitchen after leaving the door, took a bowl of medicinal soup from the cook and went to another room.
She walked over, followed closely by a personal maid.
When she came to the house, the woman looked up at the door plaque and saw the three characters Jinxin Pavilion scrawled on it. It showed that the writing was vigorous and powerful. These three characters were filled with infinite emotions. The woman just looked at them and
I feel an indescribable sour feeling in my heart.
Jinxin Pavilion? The height of promotion heart?
Perhaps he heard the sound of her stepping on the ground, and a gentle voice like jade came from the room, "Come in."
The woman pushed the door open and saw the man sitting behind the desk. He was holding a book in his hand, but the cover of the book was facing the table, so it was not clear what book he was reading.
He raised his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes gentle and said: "Yongle, are you here?"
The woman nodded slightly, "Well, it's time for the prince to take medicine."
A month ago, she married Yin Wuchou, and he moved to Jinxin Pavilion. It used to be his study, but now it is his study and bedroom. As long as it is something she is not willing to do, he will never force her to do it.
If he doesn't force her, she must become husband and wife with him.
She brought the medicine in front of him, and the pungent smell of the medicine followed her all the way, but now it was about to be delivered to his hands. She heard that Yin Wuchou had been in poor health since he was a child, and needed medication for a long time to survive. Such a difficult life,
I wonder how he endures it until now?
This elegant and gentle man always has an elusive side to others.
"You can just let the servants do these things from now on." His eyes passed over her indifferent face, and finally, he took the decoction in her hand, and his fingertips accidentally touched hers, but he could
All I felt was a coldness.
Without saying a word, he drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp.
The woman took the kerchief and wiped the remaining juice from the corners of his lips.
Although he is Yin Tianyi's half-brother, his eyebrows and eyes are not similar to his. His face has clear lines, but it is softer than Yin Tianyi's. His lips are slightly thinner, but they just match his thin body.
He suddenly grabbed her wrist, winked at the servants, and everyone exited the room.
After everyone left, his eyes were still focused on her face.
The woman said indifferently: "Your Majesty, if you have something to do, please tell me directly. If nothing happens, I will take my leave." His eyes were intense and different from the past, especially in this room where there was no one else, so the woman had to be on guard.
After a long time, the man chuckled, "Is Yongle afraid of me?" He was talking about me, not me. He stared at her straightly, without moving his hands away, just looking at her with burning eyes!