Final Chapter 2 Dreams Go Away

Wearing the moonlight, he entered the Jingren Palace, paused when he caught a glimpse of the red figure standing in front of the temple door, and hurried forward and scolded him, "Why don't you rest at this late? What are you doing here?"

"I thought you wouldn't go back to Jingren Palace!" Yin Piaoxuan raised his eyes and looked at him quietly.

The sad tone made his heart pulled fiercely and took her into his arms with one hand. It's not that he didn't return, but that he was afraid that he would come back to face her sober and make herself powerless. He thought that when she fell asleep, he would just be so quietly beside her. He couldn't help holding her tighter and couldn't wait to rub her into flesh and blood. , or only when it is rubbed into flesh and blood will the heart no longer hurt.

"Let's rest!"

Yin Pianxuan smiled lightly, and the smile became very sad. The refreshing smell on his body slowly surrounded her. It was the taste she had always been familiar with, but she had to give up.

"If the child is still there, what name would you give him?"

Xia Houchen's eyes were wet for a moment and barely squeezed out a smile: "I like whatever name you want for him!"

"You are the father of the child. You should name the child!"

The voice of resentment made him even more uncomfortable. He raised his hand and rubbed her cheek: "Well, I'll think about a few names tomorrow, and then show you. Can you choose one?"

Well, she answered in a low voice.

"Let's take a break!" He picked her up horizontally, saw her hands softly hooked around his neck, and took a deep breath: "Pair, be good!"

"Drink a glass of wine with me, okay? When I went back to the palace today, I went to Xiangyun Tower to ask for two jars of jade lips."

"Okay, but only one cup, or drink more. I can't guarantee that you will be fine tonight!"

Yin Pian smiled, slid down from his arms, and prepared in front of the bed.

Xia Houchen silently watched her leisurely placing a small table on the couch, set up the wine glass, and ** the corners of her mouth. If she usually hears some frivolous words, she looks shy, but today, it is very different, so different that it makes him panic.

Seeing that she had settled on the couch, Xia Houchen slowly walked forward, sat opposite her, took a breath, and looked at her deeply: "Even the fragrance of jade lips is not as rich as you in my heart!"

is not a frivolous or tender sentence, but a temptation. Once again, she still smiled lightly. Her smile made his heart tighten again. She would never be like this. She glanced at the wine in the glass without making a sound, as if she had found a different reason.

"Piaoer, I said that I can give you whatever you want, except leaving!"

Even if she wanted his life, he gave it all. He hooked his lips and picked up the glass, but her hand suddenly grabbed his arm: "Aren't you afraid of poison?"

Xia Houchen just smiled, smiled faintly, pulled away the hand holding his arm tightly, raised his glass, and drank it all.

She looked at him silently and suddenly smiled: "I'll accompany you!"

As soon as he picked up the wine glass in one hand, he suddenly grabbed his wrist. Xia Houchen shook his head: "If this can relieve you, I won't blame you. Don't feel guilty. Live well and our Yi'er!"

Almost at this moment, two lines of tears slipped down, and Yin Piao swirled away his hand, and the intermittent and sad shouts went straight through the night.

For a moment, Jingren Palace panicked, and then the palace became a pot.

She looked at the imperial doctors and palace people who came and went in a daze. Her eyes were full of lonely smiles. She caught a glimpse of the dressing table and almost dragged them over with empty footsteps. When she didn't find the small cylinder she hid, her heart was clear and sad. He knew, he knew it.

Yin Pian sat in front of the hall with his knees in his arms, leaning on the column, and his tears seemed to be dry. His astringent eyes kept looking at the gradually white sky until the sentence "It's okay" came from inside. Fang looked back, smiled, slowly got up and went to the morning and the east.

"Second brother, I haven't drunk with you for a long time. I brought the fragrance of jade lips. Let's have two drinks!"

She leaned against the tombstone and sat down, poured two glasses of wine, put one cup in front of the tombstone, and held one cup in her hand, with an unpredictable smile on her face: "The name of jade lips is really interesting. I like it all from the second brother!"

"Second brother, in fact, he is really bad. He won't let me drink that poisonous wine. It's just that I want to think about him for the rest of my life and remember him. Do you think he's bad? But I'm not as good as he wanted. If he didn't let me drink, I would drink it!" With that, she smiled, took a sip of wine, and frowned slightly: "It's still the smell of jade lips, not very special."

"I'm very tired. Why am I a descendant of the Fengyi clan? Why do the Xiahou family have an vassal between the Fengyi family? Why do you threaten me with Qingyu and others? I want to forget, but it reminds me; I want to escape to the corners of the world, and there will be no more disturbances.

"But I can't escape, I really can't escape!"

Fate bound her. She had nowhere to escape. She sighed faintly. She drank all the wine in the glass: "Second brother, I'll accompany you. In the future, you will be by my side, and you will protect me and my child, right? You will definitely like my name!"

"With him, Yier will be fine, and Qingyu will be fine. I believe him, and the second brother also believes him, doesn't he?"

......

The red sun broke out of the sky, and the glow was dyed. Through the light and comfortable clouds, it was covered on the red dress, emitting a faint brilliance.

The face is extremely indifferent, with closed eyes, without the mottled and scars of the world, quiet, quiet...

——The end of the volume——