"I don't want anything now... I just want to live some free days." Xiao Wen said coldly, "So, there is no need for anyone to come to me in the future."
Xiao Wen turned around without any courtesy and strode out of this gorgeous palace. Xiao Ting stood in the faint smoke and watched him leave quietly, with a proud smile on his lips.
.
The person he loves is finally no longer in this world. How wonderful!
From now on, no one can win his heart anymore, right?
That’s fine, he can’t get it, and no one wants it! [
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Today's Changbi Palace is in a mess. It has only been a few days, and everything here has become extremely deserted because of the initial rush to leave.
Falling flowers are all over the ground, and dead leaves are flying all over the sky.
Cheyue has been lingering here for a long time.
In that place, he couldn't find Ting Qingyu, nor could he find anyone else who could save Ting Qingyu. He couldn't help but return to Changbi Hall in a daze. Even Chuo Luo and Ling Feng couldn't hold him back, but
Remembering the princess's wish before she died, she could only follow Che Yue back to Changbi Palace.
Zanghuang Pavilion.
Things have changed, the incense burner has been extinguished, and only the candle remains on the candlestick.
"Yu'er... when will you come back..." Cheyue stroked the pillow that Ting Qingyu had slept on, with a dazed look on her face. The cold wind blew in, and Cheyue was startled. She quickly turned around and looked out the window.
There is only a patch of melting moonlight.
He felt great sadness in his heart. In the past few days, he had returned to Concubine Rou, but he still could not forget this place, so he came back with Concubine Rou on his back, but he was even more sad.
Silently I picked up the Hongluan pillow, but I saw a talisman folded under the pillow, which looked very strange.
Che Yue was reaching out to pick it up and take a look when she heard a soft knock on the pavilion door and suddenly raised her head nervously. Was it Yu'er who was back?
After seeing the magical beast with his own eyes, Che Yue also believed in the theory of ghosts. How much he hoped that Yu'er could come back to him. Even if it was just a ghost, if it wasn't her wish before she died, then he would definitely follow her.
And went.
But how long can such sad days last?
The woman who entered was a woman in her thirties or forties. With a sad look on her face, the woman walked towards Cheyue, reached out and patted his shoulder softly.