The sound of rain outside the window gradually stopped, and the dark night came as expected. In the dim room, two candles burned slowly, illuminating the room alone and desolate.
After Huaimo dyed the incense, she stood blankly in front of the mourning hall. At this time, she looked sad, looking at the cold wooden sign, as if looking at the man she loved deeply.
Time passed by silently. Liangchen outside the door looked at the dark sky and said with some worry: "Mother, it's getting late, we should go back."
Huai Moran responded softly: "I know."
She took off a silver hairpin from her hair, placed it solemnly next to the wooden sign, and said softly: "Fusu, I haven't had the chance to see you during this time. I wonder if you are angry?
"She lowered her eyes and looked at the silver hairpin. A bitter smile appeared on her lips and she said lightly: "Do you know what it means for a woman to give a hairpin to a man? 'With my hairpin, I will seal your heart for the rest of your life.
"No separation." It's a pity that you and I are separated by yin and yang. My feelings for you will never be conveyed to you in this life, right?"
In the room, the shadow of the candle cast a shadow on the pale face of the lonely woman standing in front of the coffin. After Huai Moran stood there for a long time, he slowly turned around and opened the door. Liangchen hurriedly brought the cloak over and put it on her before holding on.
The umbrella accompanied her down the steps.
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After the carriage had gone away, in the originally quiet room, a man walked out from behind the white curtain. The man was dressed in green, with a handsome but cold face. He raised his eyes and glanced at the silver hairpin, and he was filled with anger, and immediately went up.
He picked up the silver hairpin and was about to crush it to pieces when a voice came from behind: "Keep it, there will always be something useful."
The man in green snorted coldly and said coldly: "You still said you didn't fall in love with her? Humph!"
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Perhaps because of the dark night, the coachman couldn't help but speed up his horse. On the long long road, in the drizzle, he could only hear the sound of horse hooves. Halfway up the mountain, a man in golden robes stood high on his horse, looking at the approaching people with a gloomy face.
He looked at the approaching carriage, his eyes burning with anger.
"Hello~" When the coachman saw the man on the horse, he hurriedly stopped the horse and said respectfully: "Your Majesty."
Huai Moran frowned slightly, but before he could speak, he saw Baili Yeheng coming in with the curtain raised. His face was dark and his eyes were as sharp as a sword. He raised his face slightly, and then respectfully stepped out of the carriage. Immediately, he lowered the curtain.
, came to sit next to Huai Moran, and said in a cold voice: "I haven't looked after you for a few days, and you are going to go to the house to unveil the tiles? Huh! Tell me, why are you going to the fifth prince's house?" There was still a trace in his heart.
Hope, thinking that she might have her own reasons, suppressed the anger around her and tried to calm her tone.
Huai Mo dyed his hair and said calmly: "He is my friend, can't I go and see him?"
Baili Yeheng's expression turned ferocious for a moment. He grabbed Huai Moran's chin with one hand, and the strength was so strong that he almost crushed her. She cried out in pain, but it did not attract his sympathy.
"Huai Moran! Don't try my patience. I said that even if you turn into ashes, you are only mine. Now that the fifth brother is dead, are you still restless? Do you really like him?"
As Baili Yeheng spoke, he continued to exert force with his hands. Huai Moran was about to burst into tears of pain, but she still stared at Baili Yeheng with a smile.
"You!" Baili Yeheng finally couldn't bear to hurt her anymore. He shook his hand away and Huai Moran fell there, but he still said stubbornly with a cold face: "You are right, he is dead, you still
What are you worried about? A dead man, even if my heart belongs to him, we can't be together, so why should you be angry?"
"Huai Moran!" Baili Yeheng slapped the palm, and the small one in the middle was immediately shattered by the shock. However, amid the flying dust, Huaimoran still smiled like a coquettish rose, "Baili Yeheng, as long as my body is yours
That’s it, right? Besides, I will leave one day, so why do you have to pretend to be so serious? "
Baili Yeheng raised his hand in anger, Huai Moran raised his chin to greet her calmly, their eyes met, Baili Yeheng was completely angered by the sarcasm in her eyes, he put down his hand, clenched his fist and said: "Don't forget.
.....You are my princess, everything about you is mine, not only your body, but also your heart and your soul!"
"I'm sorry, I can't do it. If I want to love a man who belongs to someone else, I can't do it."
"Huai Mo Ran!"
"You should also be able to tell that the way Fusu looks at me is different from how he looks at others. He likes me and I like him too. I am willing to help you calm the world, but my heart is mine and I have given it to you.
If you want to kill him... you have to cut open my stomach and take it out! But even so, that is a cold heart!"
"Snapped!"
The quarrel in the carriage suddenly stopped. Baili Yeheng stared blankly at Huai Moran, who was lying there. At this time, her black hair was scattered and she didn't move. She seemed to have fainted.
Baili Ye Heng frowned coldly, and his hands were slightly numb, which showed how hard he slapped him just now. Even a man would be unable to bear this blow, let alone the weak Huai Moran. Baili
Ye Heng held his hand with some annoyance. He wanted to step forward and lift Huai Moran up, but as he was still angry, he chose not to move.
Huai Moran slowly stood up and turned her face sideways. The five deep red finger prints on her fair cheek were stained with blood. They looked ferocious and terrifying. Baili Yeheng's heart tightened, but he saw Huai Moran vomiting out a mouthful of scarlet blood.
, his eyes were cold and determined, his hand slowly touched his cheek and said: "Slap me, will your anger disappear?"
Baili Yeheng froze, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Huai Moran, I just want you to remember that if you still think about other men, I will never let you go!"
Huai Moran slowly sat up, straightened his messy hair slowly, lowered his eyes, and said calmly: "Don't say it's a slap in the face, even if you kill me, this heart cannot belong to
You." At this point, she smiled slightly, her smile was like a lotus blooming quietly in the middle of the lotus pond, its delicate beauty was suffocating.
Baili Yeheng looked at the smiling woman and was speechless for a moment.
Huai Mo Ran raised his eyes and looked straight at Baili Yeheng. He put away his smile and said seriously: "You should also be able to see Fusu's friendship for me. In the same way, I also like him. He is dead.
So what? His smile and his gentleness will always be imprinted in my heart... No one can replace them in this life."
Baili Yeheng looked at Huai Moran in disbelief. The veins on his forehead were pulsing. The sullen expression on the verge of exploding actually made the heart of Huai Moran, who had never known fear, tremble. At this moment, she even felt,
He would kill her without mercy. However, he didn't. He just laughed like crazy suddenly, his laughter was desolate and terrifying. Immediately, he stared at Huai Mo Ran, his eyes strange and alienated.
"I thought that your heart was like a rock, and to get it, I had to do everything possible to give you the best in the world. But I didn't expect that all it took was a hypocritical smile, and your heart would be destroyed.
Stole it! Haha, it’s ridiculous! It’s really ridiculous!” After Baili Yeheng said this, he stood up and walked out of the carriage, shaking off his sleeves.
Huai Moran lowered his eyes, a flash of sadness flashed in his eyes. My heart is not a rock, that's why I fell in love with you so easily. But since you love someone else, I will never ask for more, nor will I give you any chance.
"But no matter how much you love him, he is already dead, and I... am your husband." After a long time, a cold voice came from outside the carriage.
Huai Moran shuddered, the car curtain was opened, and Liangchen walked in with a worried look on his face.
When Liangchen saw the five blood stains on Huai Moran's face, he screamed in surprise and said in a panic: "Empress, what are you..."
Huai Moran leaned against the car wall weakly and smiled sadly at Liangchen.
Liangchen couldn't help but blush, she lifted the curtain and said to the coachman: "Hurry up!"
The coachman received the order, and the carriage galloped forward anxiously in the darkness, but Baili Yeheng had already disappeared, and must have left in anger.
Liangchen burst into tears and said angrily: "The prince has gone too far! He is obviously half-hearted and wants to take out the queen. They men are really nothing. They don't know how to show love and cherish jade..."
She carefully wiped the blood from Huai Moran's lips with a brocade handkerchief, and said in a trembling voice: "How could he do this?"
Huai Moran shook his head: "What can't you do? I'm not Xiaoxiao, I'm not that important. To put it bluntly, I'm just a stand-in."
Liangchen shook his head and said firmly: "How could your Majesty give up on yourself like this? We can all see that the Prince really likes your Majesty, but we didn't expect that in order to keep the Prince's heart, Miss Xiaoxiao would..."
Here, she pouted her lips angrily and stopped talking.
Huai Moran didn't say anything. She had always disliked Xiaoxiao, but she knew that no matter what a woman did, it was all out of her love for that man. What's more, she didn't hurt herself, which was more important than anything else.
Thinking of this, Huai Moran couldn't help but laugh at herself, who said she didn't? At first... thinking of this, she suddenly paused, and soon, her eyes gradually tightened, and her pupils were as black as paint.
In the middle, there is a strange and dangerous light flashing.
"Empress, what's wrong with you?" Liangchen looked at Huai Moran, whose face suddenly darkened, with some doubts. She was worried and scared, fearing that Huai Moran might have something to think about. She held Huai Moran's cold hand and hurriedly covered her hand.
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Huai Moran frowned and said calmly: "It's okay, I just thought of something. I didn't pay attention to it before... Now I understand a little bit." At this point, she smiled coldly: "I thought he really didn't know who it was, but
...It's nothing more than shelter." Thinking of this, Huai Moran became even more disheartened.
Huai Moran stopped talking on the way. When she returned to Chongzi Villa, she didn't see Baili Yeheng. She shook her head and didn't think much about it. Because she knew that he didn't want to see her, so she
I will definitely go back to the Prince’s Mansion to see Xiaoxiao.
At night, Huai Mo Ran asked Liang Chen to go back to rest, while he put on his clothes and continued to go to the archives room to read books. Ye Si came over and brought the two hundred made pocket arrows and crossbows. Huai Mo Ran looked at them one by one and told him with satisfaction.
After all these were distributed, at the same time, someone sent news about Dongli. Huai Moran, who wanted to rest, once again continued to fight like a chicken.
The rain has stopped, and the ground in the courtyard is red and desolate. There is a lamp like a bean in the room, and the woman illuminated by the lamp has a frown on her face and a serious face.
Outside the window, Baili Yeheng stood far away, sitting motionless on the roof opposite, looking at the projection on the window downstairs with his eyes. He could even carefully describe the woman's expression at this time, but,
He never dared to break in again.
It turns out that loving someone can be so painful. For the first time in a hundred miles, Ye did not dare to approach the woman he loved.