Marrying Prince Duan was a chess move between his father and the emperor, and he was willing to become the chess piece when he saw her on the street.
Now, since their wedding, he treats her as if she is nothing.
Because of the presence of the white figure beside the emperor, the suppression of Prince Duan and Prince Su suddenly stopped, and instead they seemed to be looking for something.
In the palace, Mo Yao Ming La and Zui Mo looked at the sporadic light rain outside, and stretched out his hand to feel the coolness of the rain.
He is cold and has no temperature, so he himself doesn’t know what the rain is like.[
She told herself the feeling of rain. She told herself with a smile at that time, Zui Mo, that the feeling of rain was light and cool, a bit like God's helpless tears.
She once said that even if God is helpless, he will actually cry.
Crying is tears. And rain is God’s tears.
It’s just that people in the world don’t know it. They regard it all as beauty and romance. Others regard it as disaster and irritability. But it can also irrigate fertile fields and purify all turbidity. What it is like depends on that person.
How the heart sees rain.
Yanran, why weren’t those words you said to Xuebai meant to me?
You don't want to, you want to know what all this is and how many people have been used by you.
Jin Shanshan was a little upset, and she didn't know why. She just felt very upset.
Standing in the courtyard, looking at the rain in the sky, Jin Shining just stood.
Leaning against the window, Bai Ye Nuping looked at everything in front of her, feeling a little bit bitter in her heart. How long had it been since she had seen such a rainy night?
Under the desert, she had never seen anything like rain.
Situ Qian'an stood a few steps behind Bai Yenuping, looking at the somewhat lonely and thin body.
It has been a month since the moment she said she would marry him. However, what kind of use and harm has she really done to him? Nothing he had been worried about had happened.
The palace seems to have become very quiet, there are no fights or intrigues. There is no news about how the emperor will deal with Prince Duan and Prince Su. Her brother Bai Yenuyao who is following the emperor has no unusual behavior. All of this
, are you just here for that spiritual jade?
He really wants to know what kind of ability that spiritual jade has, which can make these people who are fighting for the world finally let go. Just for that piece of spiritual jade, they can let go of anything.
Bai Ye Nuping stretched out her hand to catch the falling raindrops, and seemed to see the smiling woman in white in front of her eyes. The dancing figure among the petals in the sky, and the laughing figure in the falling raindrops.
Everything seems to have happened yesterday, but it has disappeared for more than a thousand years.
Master, will the real you come back?
There are too many things involved in Lingyu, and they are not as many as people in this world think.
Because Yuwen Xuanqi had his brother by his side, he probably believed in Lingyu's story, so he was so quiet.[
Lingyu can change a lot, but not everyone has the destiny to possess it.
Seeing that Bai Yenuping's body was covered with rain, Situ Qian'an slowly stepped forward to untie his clothes and threw them over the figure.
Bai Yenuping felt a heavy weight on her body and looked back slightly in surprise.
Seeing Situ Qian'an unbuttoning his clothes and putting them on his body, Bai Yenuping looked at him in disbelief.
Since their wedding, he has not become a little distant from me.
This time, he is like this...
"I just don't want you to catch a cold. I can't afford to be accused of not taking good care of the princess." Situ Qian'an deliberately ignored the trace of emotion in Bai Yenuping's eyes.
He pretended he didn't see such straightforward heat.
It's not that he is heartless. It's not that he doesn't know how she treats him since their wedding.
That indifferent love, those eyes that seemed to share life and death, he couldn't figure out what this person wanted. However, when she was worried about money, money and body, the excessive sincerity in those eyes was...
So real.
At the moment when Situ Qian'an lost his mind, Bai Yenuoping's figure threw herself into his arms.
Situ Qian'an was stunned for a moment, and his whole body became stiff.
"Qian'an, I really don't mean any harm, can we..." Bai Yenuoping wanted to say that we are together.
However, before he finished speaking, he was pushed away by Situ Qian'an.
Situ Qianan pushed Bai Yenuping away coldly, turned and left.
She was still wearing his clothes, but it failed to warm her heart.
To him, this is not his wife at all.
Tears slipped silently from Bai Yenuoping's eyes and dropped to the ground.
This rain seems to have touched the hearts of many people at once.
I feel nothing except that one person.
The sleeping Situ Qianyuan was sleeping alone. He didn't know everything about this rainy night, and he didn't know what would happen next.[
Qianqian sat on the tree all night, watching the rain falling, and fell asleep leaning against the tree trunk.
When I woke up in the morning, I lay in bed and got up.
I took a look at the clothes on my body and saw that they had all been changed.
He was obviously in the tree yesterday, but he was already here when he woke up. It must have been A Li who carried him back. In Prince Su's Mansion, only A Li and Shining could smell him.
Qian Qian got up, put on his clothes and opened the door.
The sky has cleared up and there is no longer any smell of rain from yesterday.
Qianqian stood at the door, stretched out, and glanced at the tree that had been washed by the rain. Under the sunlight, the tree was still a little damp.
Under the tree, there was a small low table and a soft cushion.
On the table, there are some snacks and tea, as well as the four treasures of the study.
It seems that A Li prepared these.
At that moment, Qianqian suddenly felt as if Ali knew what he was thinking about without even asking.
Is this what a husband and wife are of the same mind?
Qianqian unconsciously raised the corner of his mouth. Yuwen Xuanli's figure flashed in his mind, but was suddenly covered by another cheek that was exactly the same as his. That face, compared to Yuwen Xuanli's
, it’s more about controlling evil spirits.
Is that a dream or a memory belonging to this body?
Money is still as idle and boring as ever.
After Qian Qian freshened up, he sat in the place that had been cleaned long ago.
I "touched" the teapot. It was still warm and it seemed that it had not been left out for a while.
After eating a sip of snacks and a sip of tea, Qian Qian picked up the writing brush on the table.
After taking another bite of dim sum, Qian Qian looked at the white rice paper in front of him, and that image flashed in his mind.
On the screen, there were embroidered fragments of falling flowers as beautiful as snow lotus that she had never seen before, and bare branches of a dead tree. Under the tree stood a woman, dressed in elegant white, with only a lonely and desolate back, as if
Looking at the far end.
And those beautiful flowers like snow lotuses are made of drops of dry blood.
That elegant white outfit, that lonely and desolate back.
That flashing picture, who is the woman in the painting?
Qian Qian wanted to close his eyes and see the picture clearly again, but he couldn't see it clearly.
Recently, I seem to be able to see all this more and more. Maybe the owner of this body knows that he will not live long, so he has so many pictures.
Qianqian smiled bitterly, remembering what Shining said, he put down his brush.
She couldn't hurt Twinkle's heart with her own selfishness.
The only thing to do now is to make that person appear.
Xuebai hangs upside down on the tree, looking at the figure painting under the tree.
Looking at the money and money, she didn't know what she was talking about, but she was thinking about what she wanted to do.
So how do you look at it? It’s not a painting, so what is it?
Qianqian is eating snacks and drinking tea while painting.
Slowly, the painting was formed under the pen of Qian Qian. When Xuebai, who was hanging upside down on the tree, saw clearly what was said on the painting, he fell down from the tree in shock and landed directly on the tree.
What was the painting that had been drawn in front of Qian Qian? The ink hadn't dried yet, Xue Bai's hit directly destroyed the painting, and his white body was suddenly dyed into flowers by the ink.
Qianqian raised his head and glanced above, and then followed his gaze to see Xuebai, who was already white and black.
"I said, Xuebai, why do you suddenly want to be a national treasure today?"
Black and white are really the colors of pandas.
Xue Bai suddenly jumped up and looked at the painting that had been deformed by the weight of his body.
Xuebai: When did you know this painting?
Qian Qian looked at the blackened painting, when did he know about it?
"The picture just flashed in my mind, so I drew it. Is this woman related to the ancient country?" Qian Qian seemed to ask the question lightly, but he wanted to know the answer in his heart.
She drew such a picture just because she knew that Xuebai was on the tree. She was sure that if this painting was from an ancient country, then Xuebai must know something about it.
Sure enough, Xue Bai's reaction did not disappoint her.
Xue Bai looked at Qian Qian with a strange look in his eyes.
The picture that flashed in her mind, was this really the picture that flashed in her mind?
This is simply impossible, simply impossible.
Xuebai: Woman, do you know who else has painted this painting?
Qian Qian looked at Xue Bai and was silent. If Xue Bai knew about this painting, it must have something to do with the ancient country.
Who is this woman dressed in white with only her back visible?