Chapter 319 Yan Lingyu's Misunderstanding

Time is like a white horse passing through a gap, and time is like a teenager wearing a mirror.

Time is like the smiling face of a teenager in a dream, and time is like a past that can never be returned.

In three years, the world has gradually forgotten the young prince who was once beautiful. Only the closed palace door reminds people of the past what has happened in it.

Three years, the teenager gradually became an adult, but no one could penetrate the high wall and see everything in the door.

Three years, time is like running water, and there is no turning back.

Three years is a beginning and an end, both another end and another beginning.

Three years later, the military parade.

The princes worshipped and the ministers bowed their heads. It was also on that day. The third prince, who had been isolated for three years, appeared in front of the crowd again. At this time, he was calm and radiant. However, from that day on, the world gradually found that the Third Prince not only changed his temperament, but also decided to be heroic and man of force. All his style is completely different from that of the previous timid and weak teenager.

On that day, Yan Lingyu's appearance stunned the audience and finally won the emperor's eyes. It attracted the cheers of the ministers.

On that day, the name of the young third prince spread far away and everyone knew it.

But no one knows that from that day on, Yan Lingyu has closed his heart forever. Never open to people again.

Yan Lingyu walked slowly, and Yan Lingyu paced slowly. He didn't even know where he wanted to go and what he wanted to do.

Everyone knows that in addition to being as handsome as a man, the third prince is idle all day, but he does not know that such a teenager has an idle job that is not idle. He is in charge of almost half of the palace.

This is naturally the trust of the emperor, but also the test of the emperor.

Imagine that if the left and right hands are the emperor's cronies, then wouldn't Yan Lingyu, who is in charge of the palace guard, become an empty shelf?

Who would have thought that Yan Lingyu had been in office for less than half a month, and everyone bowed to him.

However, Yan Lingyu is very busy.

He even stopped two or three of the dark guards behind him who came to find the decision-offs.

Yan Lingyu is still moving forward. He goes from afternoon to sunset and from sunset to dusk.

Turn around and set foot on another road. In front of him, there seemed to be a tall door. There were carriages and horses returning. The porter at the door was greeting attentively.

Yan Lingyu walked straight ahead, but when he passed the carriage, an indescribable sense of déjà vu suddenly appeared in his heart.

The emblem of the carriage, in the front and back direction of the carriage, along Yan Lingyu's angle, did not seem to be seen. However, when Yan Lingyu had an impulse to see the emblem of the carriage, then he suddenly saw the woman walking down from the carriage in a faint look.

The pale clothes, flying eyes, the dusk glow coated her side face, shining on her almost transparent cheeks, shining on her beautiful cheek lines, delicate pale lips like white flowers, and her beautiful and elegant eyebrows that were flying and cunning than ordinary women - the woman's sudden appearance attracted Yan Ling Yu's whole sight also flew his heart from the hustle and bustle of the world to the clouds of nine days.

There was even an unconscious smile on Yan Lingyu's face.

However, immediately, another person, next to Duan Qingming, got out of the car together. At first sight of that figure, the smile on Yan Lingyu's face suddenly condensed. Between his chest, there was a sultry, like a ghost wandering around, blocking Yan Lingyu speechless. In an instant, Yan Lingyu's heart was directly knocked down from the floating clouds to the bottom.

That woman turned out to be Duan Qingming.

However, the one who sat in the same car with Duan Qingming and followed Duan Qingming out of the carriage was Liu Yuan.

Yan Lingyu lowered his eyes slightly, and then Gu Hong crossed the carriage and walked forward. Step by step, step by step, the next step is like an abyss, and the next step is like the peak.

Who can make you rise from the flat ground to heaven in an instant?

That person must be the person you love.

Who can beat you from heaven to hell in an instant?

That person is also the person you love.

In the competition of love, you love more and give more. In the end, you lose the most.

Yan Lingyu even felt that he had lost his heart at that moment.

Duan Qingming, I miss heaven and hell for you.

But... it's just an idea!

If Yan Lingyu is willing to stay for another second, he is willing to look at the last person in the carriage, perhaps he will not misunderstand.

Unfortunately, Yan Lingyu did not stay for this second, so he missed everything.

The world may be so coincidental, not a second earlier, not a second later. You came, he was there, everything was done, you came, he left, everything was wrong.

Just as Yan Lingyu gradually walked away, Duan Qingming's slightly coquettish voice suddenly came behind him, mixed with a man's slightly apologetic explanation, who else would give it to whom and so on.

However, no matter what they said, Yan Lingyu could no longer hear it. He continued to walk forward and soon disappeared into the distance.

Duan Qingming came back in the same car as Liu Yuan. However, there is another person in the same car with them, that is, Chuntao.

Originally, Liu Yuan accompanied Du Qingming to see Du Qingluan, but who would have thought that they were suddenly assassinated halfway and Chuntao protected them back to Du Qingluan's residence. Several people felt that these people came for Liu Yuan. Chuntao still felt afraid. Finally, Du Qingluan asked Chuntao to send Duan Qingming back to his house first, and then Liu Yuan.

Duan Qingming jumped off the carriage first, and Liu Yuan then jumped down. Saying that they were going to send Duan Qingming into the house, Chuntao simply jumped out of the carriage and told Duan Qingming some details of their plan. Then, she took Liu Yuan, who was a little reluctant, got into the carriage and left.

Duan Qingming looked at the two leaving with a smile. It was not until they disappeared that she turned around and walked to the door. But at the moment of turning around, Duan Qingming suddenly found that there was a familiar figure at a corner ahead, who was walk alone in the distance. The afterglow of the sunset pulled the man's shadow very long, very long, and the pale brick wall made the figure of the man even more rare. Unable to say why, Duan Qingming only looked at it and suddenly felt a bone-eating and elusive decadence.

And what surprised Duan Qingming more was that the figure was extremely like Yan Lingyu's back.

The smile on Duan Qingming's face condensed on his mouth.

In her heart, the Third Prince is a heartless endorsement and the originator of the six relatives. In addition, Yan Lingyu she saw was always full of ambition and always brilliant. Once upon a time, did she see him look so lonely?

Duan Qingming looked at the back that looked like Yan Lingyu and opened his mouth to call him. However, it stopped vividly.

That man is not a troublesome master, Duan Qingming, did he not come to trouble you for three days, and you have recovered from the scar and forgot the pain?

At this point, Duan Qingming secretly wiped a cold sweat - fortunately, she didn't mind her own business. Fortunately, she didn't do anything more. I believe that the mood of that master should be extremely bad now. If she goes up and pulls a feather from the tiger's head again, there will be no dead body.

Duan Qingming thought so and sighed slightly. In my heart, there was an indescribable melancholy, rolling around in my heart, which was very uncomfortable.

However, Duan Qingming knows better that she is not someone from Yan Lingyu, so no matter what the master is unhappy about, she will never be on her head.

Thinking about this, Duan Qingming stayed in place until her hands were frozen, and the moonsha behind her whispered, "Miss, it's cold outside. Let's go back!"

Duan Qingming listened and looked gloomy, and then walked towards the house.

Yan Lingyu stopped at another corner.

He stood there with his hands upside down and suddenly asked faintly, "Has she found me?"