The vigorous siege of the Five Kingdoms against Tianchen a few months ago continued to the present day when Tianchen annexed the Chen State and sent troops to the Zhao State. Why is the protagonist still there? Why does he suddenly appear here today?
Surprise and disbelief were mixed on the faces of everyone present.
The noisy hall fell silent for a moment.
The silk and bamboo stopped, and only the breath was left to smell.
Walking in the sunshine, Liu Yue approached Dugu Ye, who was looking at her steadily, with a trace of sadness and grace on her face.
Ignoring everyone around her and looking up at Dugu Ye, Liu Yue sighed very softly and said slowly: "Do you still remember what you said to me that day?"
There was no answer, only the fixed gaze, the gaze that seemed to want to greedily see enough of Liuyue in one go and engraved it in my heart.
Liuyue is not dead, she is not dead.
For the first time, Dugu Ye's eyes showed a violent wave of emotions.
Without waiting for Dugu Ye to reply, Liu Yue continued on her own: "That day, you said that for my sake, you would spare no effort to fight with all the people in the world to meet me. Today, after not seeing each other for a short time, you went to the palace to marry a concubine and talk to me.
What affection, what admiration?"
Speaking of this, Liu Yue sighed, but looked at Dugu Ye and said word by word: "I was knocked down the mountain stream by you, and I have been recuperating for a few months. I thought about it carefully. I am lucky to have such deep love, and I can't let it go to you.
As soon as the injury healed, I came here day and night, but you..."
After saying this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on Liuyue's face, and she slowly shook her head: "Come on, after all, it's just a mirror, it can't be taken seriously."
After saying that, Liu Yue raised a smile high on her lips. She was very proud, but she could not hide the sadness and sadness under that smile at all, as if she was really hurt by Dugu Ye.
Turning around, Liu Yue waved her sleeves and robe and walked away.
Like a proud peacock, even if the army is defeated, even if it is not as expected, it still does not want to break its proud feathers.
When the courtiers and guests in the Manhua Hall heard this, they all went from shocked and confused to dumbfounded, and their expressions were just like those coming out of the dyeing vat, with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple alternating repeatedly.