How to face 508

Luo Wener didn't know how she got back to the Bichi Palace, and the last one who stayed in her memory was Hu Lun's face... His look was very complicated, his nose was red, and tears flashed in his eyes. As for at that time...

It seemed that everyone stood up and everyone gathered around. Only she stood on the stage and looked at the crowd below. For a moment, there was a feeling that she would be the top and see the small mountains.

She is superior, but lonely.

Her eyes should be on the two people surrounded, looking at the snow-colored and purple figure hugging each other tightly.

She can't remember whether the light purple jumped into the snowy arms or pulled the light purple into her arms. In her impression, it should be the latter. But at that time, she saw the light purple face with half of the mask raised and heard the voice choking, "Amo, purple smoke is back..."

Amo......

... "From now on, you are only allowed to call me like this."

Once, someone said to her like this, and now she knows the case.

Then, the queen's voice sounded happily and loudly: "Are you satisfied with the concubine's concubine's congratulatory king? But I don't know what wish the king made, but a wish finally came true..."

Yes, it has finally been realized...

That was the woman of his first love, the woman who had been in trouble with him. They spent a short but good time together in a cabin and in the palace.

For her, he abandoned the throne and eloped her; for her, he regarded the harem as nothing and only stayed with her; for her, he was dressed in purple and did not allow anyone to denounce the wisteria or anyone to denounce purple-related colors.

Yes, Wisteria, Mo Xi once told himself that the woman liked Wisteria, but why didn't he associate the infatuated man in the palace with the cynical businessman around him?

No, she has thought about it, and she thinks more about how can there be such a coincidence in the world? And how can a country lord be with her, an ordinary person? At that time, even if he said he was the lord of the country, she may not believe it.

It's a big cow, and the big cow reminded her!

Yes, Qian Yuyi once said that he was very similar to a woman named Ziyan, so he admitted his mistake at the beginning, so he approached step by step, tested, and then came to today step by step...

Da Niu also admitted his mistake, but he can't say or express it. Otherwise, can she know the truth in advance?

So Qian Yumo, did Qian Yumo also admit that he was wrong? Otherwise, how could he approach himself, help himself, and...

It's just that he didn't say that name, and she didn't ask. Otherwise, could everything end that afternoon in the mountains?

She suddenly smiled. She thought, or every woman thought she was the most unique existence in the heart of her beloved man, but it turned out that she was unique just because she was the shadow of others. What's more ridiculous is that she has become a common shadow in the hearts of the two brothers.

Whether it was them or her now, she can't think about it, but what she absolutely can't think of is that the Lord of the shadow... is still alive.

Qian Yumo, you should be very excited now. Because since you recognized her, you haven't looked at me again, and then you left.

Yes, who cares about the existence of a shadow?

Even after ten years, even if the man is still wearing a mask, he can recognize him at a glance. God knows, how deep is this feeling?

Now, the joy of loss and recovery has buried more than 3,000 days and nights of missing. This night, it is necessary to completely break the ground.

Dong Ning, it's really a good gift.

Laughing again, looking at the white fish belly in the sky...

So what you have said to me, what you have done, are all fake? Or has everything been empty since then?

"Maybe one day, you will find that I have been lying to you all the time..."

It turns out that this sentence has a deeper meaning.

Laughter.

Qian Yumo, I really want to ask you, what is your wish?

However, it doesn't seem to matter.

She touched her face. Is it really that similar? If so, why can't she feel it at all when the man dances?

But it's no wonder that the most difficult thing for people to understand is themselves.

Laughing, sighing, and continuing to look at the light white.

It's going to dawn...

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When Qian Yumo entered the door, he saw Luo Wener standing in front of the long coral window, wearing last night's bean-blue embroidered cloud-patterned jacket.

The window was open, and the wind poured in coolly, blowing the floored the floor and shaking the silver garlic, but she didn't hear it.

He looked at her quietly, while she looked out of the window quietly, as if she were settled.

He finally couldn't support it and coughed twice.

Luo Wen'er turned her head and saw him as if nothing had happened. As if every time he went to Wenhua Hall to discuss with the ministers, she smiled like the days of waiting for him in Bichi Palace: "You're back..."

However, after all, there is no difference.

He also smiled back and felt a little stiff. He just said, "Haven't you slept yet?"

"I got up early, and the birds outside were very noisy..." She closed the window sash.

He walked over and seemed to pass her just right...

A cold air came to my face.

His heart tightened, clouds, you stood in front of the window all night...

Yes, how can you sleep on such a night? How can I believe that you can sleep peacefully?

The eyes fell, but it was fixed.

On the red sandalwood table, there is a round thing, which looks like a small bath bucket, only the size of a plate, and there are four chubby pink pigs in it... One is taking a comfortable bath, one is swimming freely, the other is yawning, and the other is... No, it is half, because it is tying fiercely, only revealing round. The buttocks and a small curved tail.

Four little pigs, with different shapes and naive manners, make people laugh.

He couldn't help laughing... This is another surprise prepared by the clouds for him.

However, when the sight slipped, the smile suddenly condensed...

There is a few wax oil around the bathtub.

He can imagine that last night, she returned to Bichi Palace alone and lit candles to make wishes one after another in the empty room.

Is it because of boredom, loneliness, or because there is no hope, but still waiting?

He seemed to see the candlelight jumping on her face, as if he saw the void gradually spreading in the clear eyes, as if he saw the silence and desolation waiting alone...

"Clouds..."

He wants to hold her hand.

He wanted to explain to her. He thought about how to explain to her all the way, but as soon as he entered the door and looked at her standing so quietly, he suddenly didn't know how to open his mouth. At this moment...

"P..."

The outstretched hand was suddenly waved away.

He didn't feel the pain, but he knew how much power she had exerted, how much pain she was now, and in her eyes... How could she have such a disgusted expression?

"Clouds..."

He was a little scared and wanted to pull her back.

But she retreated like a flood and beast and hit the table hard. When he rushed to help her, she hurriedly bypassed.

She seemed to feel that this was inappropriate. After leaving his "attack" range, she stroked the hair in her ear and turned her head slightly: "I'll see when the breakfast will be delivered..."

Before the voice fell, he walked to the door without looking back.

"I, I didn't..." Looking at her back, Qian Yumo suddenly said this.

If others hear it, it is definitely a brainless word, but Luo Wener understands it, but...

She smiled.

What "no"?

What is "no"?

Is there "no" now or will there be no "there" in the future?

However, the scene of him hugging with the woman suddenly jumped in front of him, and his heart suddenly seemed to have been bitten by something.

"Yes" or "No", is there any difference?

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Luo Wen'er left without hesitation, leaving Qian Yumo standing there in a stunned place.

Until now, he still seems to be dreaming.

Ziyan is still alive and has been hidden in this palace for ten years.

Last night, they talked all night about how she spent the past ten years.

She is very thin, and even if she is applied fat powder, she can't hide her haggardness.

She also lame one leg, which was broken by the beam that fell when the Guangyu Palace burned, and has not been treated. As a result...

And the fire destroyed not only this leg, but also...

He repeatedly persuaded and promised that she sobbed to take off the half of the mask, but...

When his eyes touched the face of the Gobi, who seemed to be eroded by the strong wind, the corners of his eyes and his heart suddenly twitched.

Is this his purple smoke? His charming and timid purple smoke? Why, how can it become such a demonic appearance?

This half of the face, which seemed to crawl out of hell, was put together with the other half of the intact face, making his heart burn like tied to the stake, without bleeding, only burning smoke.

Seeing that he was speechless for a long time, Ziyan cried: "Amo, do you dislike me?"

He held her in his arms.

How could he dislike her? He was just heartbroken. He was not around when she was killed. When she was suffering and lonely, he was enjoying happiness alone. He was heartbroken when she missed him but could only hide in the dark to peek. He brought her back, but he wanted her to suffer so much suffering for ten years, which made her not see the light. The corner avoids everyone's eyes and struggles...

Purple smoke, how can I dislike you? I will make up for everything you have lost, double it, and never let you suffer any more!

Ziyan, I will never let you leave me again!

When Ziyan finally fell asleep safely, it was already dawn.

He walked out of Yong'an Palace, and as soon as the cold wind blew, he woke up a lot.

He remembered the clouds.

Last night, the excitement of Ziyan's sudden appearance made him forget the clouds and the celebration of being alone with her that he had been longing for. He didn't think about how she returned to Bichi Palace and whether she is now in Bichi Palace...