"Miss, what are you doing?" Shao'er was shocked by the messy scene in front of her when she entered the room. She couldn't believe that Huanyu, who was very particular about her daily life, looked like this, with black hair hanging over her shoulders like splashed ink. Because she was disheveled and her clothes were disheveled, she was sitting in front of the desk sluggishly, her eyes were slack, her hands were caressing the guqin with several broken strings, fiddled intentionally or unintentionally, which made people feel scared.It was the first time Shao'er saw such a decadent look.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but hurried forward, wanting to ask why.Shao'er frowned and walked towards Huanyu, and knelt down in front of her, looking at the unrecognizable Guqin with some distress. This is the most beloved thing of her young lady, and she will take it with her wherever she goes. Why? , would an item that was once extremely cherished be treated like this?What happened?

"Miss?" Seeing that Huanyu didn't notice her, Shao'er just looked down at the broken guqin indifferently, yes, indifferently, but her hands were very careful, like caressing, like pity, and there was something in her eyes. Tired and chill.Shao'er can conclude that Huan Yuding was so depressed because she didn't sleep all night, but what happened to her young lady?I always feel that if there is something that can affect the emotions of her young lady, it is only for one person, Shao'er resolutely thought.

"Is that Mr. Yan?" Shao'er looked at Huan Yu like this and felt a little distressed, so she couldn't help asking tentatively.I heard it from someone yesterday, but I don't know the specific reason, but I heard that Nuo Shang, the bodyguard who followed Yan Shu all the year round, was shot dead on the spot because of the assassination of the prince.Shao'er has followed Huan Yu all the year round, so she can more or less notice the clues, could it be caused by this incident?

Sure enough, this stimulation still had a certain effect. When Huanyu heard the word "Mr. Yan", her body trembled slightly, and her eyes gradually became clear from the original slack, but it didn't completely crush her emotions.Although there are no waves on the surface, there are turbulent waves in my heart.Looking up and looking out the window suddenly, it turned out that it was dawn.After the rain, the weather gradually cleared up, as if all the filth had been swept away, and all the dust had been taken away.

However, this rain brought her endless pain. It turned out that the rain didn't wash away all the filth, it just made her heart cooler.

When my heart becomes cold to a certain extent, will it lose its temperature?

Lowering his brows, his brows and eyes once again fell on the Guqin that he once regarded as a treasure. It was a Guqin left over from the Northern and Southern Dynasties. The wound made her feel a dull pain in her heart?But why did it hurt itself?Or is he not worthy of this worldly treasure?

Huanyu thought about it all night, but couldn't find the reason, so she lightly raised her finger, stared blankly at the finger on her hand, and took a mouthful of the wound carefully.Even though the blood that once spilled has dried up, you can still taste a faint taste of blood in your mouth.

"Bury it!" She felt that her eyes were dry and tight. After returning, she no longer shed tears, but why are they still so dry.After all, he got up, turned around, and walked towards the inner room.

Shao'er watched Huanyu's seemingly unrestrained but heavy figure go away, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

Is this guqin really going to be thrown away?

……

In Prince Jing's Mansion, two women were sick at the same time, it was a coincidence, and it was not a coincidence.

But Li Chong was not in the mansion these days, so only the servants in the mansion knew about these things, and it became a big deal. The servants didn't know why the masters were sick, but they only knew that on that extremely crazy rainy night Afterwards, the two of them became sick like beds, and secretly blamed that the rain was an evil rain. Maybe it had something to do with the death of someone in the palace that day?

When it comes to the theory of ghosts, gods and Xuanhuang, these people are like frightened birds, and they dare not publicize it. They only dare to whisper behind their backs, but they all feel that this matter is very weird, but there is no real reasoning.

But the specific reason, I am afraid that only one "understandable person" knows.

After that incident, Yan Shu fled the palace under the guise of business, and stayed in the Shence camp in the eastern suburbs of Chang'an City for three days and three nights.

It is better to say that it is to avoid it intentionally, but the servants of the palace do not know it.

"Uncle!" When Yan Shu, who had lost the officialdom, was about to slip into the study after entering the door, he was stopped by a familiar voice from behind and stood on the spot.

Looking back, what I saw was that face that was cold enough to frostbite people, mixed with angry emotions, but the etiquette was contrary to the expression on the face, and he bowed to Yan Shu and said: "Miss is sick, Aren't you going to take a look, sir?" He asked Yan Shu frivolously with a tone of indifference and anger.Qing'er really couldn't pretend to smile at Yan Shu who acted like that, she couldn't imagine that Yan Shu, who is usually a gentleman and a gentleman, would treat her young lady so roughly, shouldn't her daughter's body be extremely cherished ?What's more, the lady gave birth to Ruming for him, but this man in front of him actually did such a thing?No, not even worthy of being a man.For a while, Qing'er cursed Yan Shu again in her heart.

Yan Shu looked at the changing expressions on Qing'er's face, and her heart tightened. As a personal maid, Qing'er naturally knew something?The escape for the past few days had calmed her down, but Yan Shu was a little at a loss when it came to what happened that night again, and she felt guilty for a while.Ever since she ran out of the room, she never cared about Li Mingxi's affairs. She even knew that when she rushed out, she fell into a coma...

Are you a beast?

At this point, she can no longer object to the definition she has set for herself, or maybe she is worse than a beast.When she heard that "Li Mingxi is sick", the tumbling self-blame in her heart these days began to torture her again, even worse.After glancing at Qing'er again, Yan Shu didn't answer, she gently closed the door of the study, turned around, and quickly walked towards the direction she was very familiar with.

Some things, even if you hide, you still have to face it, right?

When the door opened slightly with a "creak", when the bright sunlight jumped into the room from the crack of the door, the warm light shot from the ground to her body, slowly moved to Li Mingxi's face, and shone on her face. On Shaohua Wushuang's exquisite face, she felt the warmth beckoning to her. That feeling caused Li Mingxi, who was already in a deep sleep, to move inexplicably. Her trembling eyelashes fluttered open like a butterfly about to fly high into the sky. She tilted her head, A rather familiar figure was printed on the pupils, and that familiar figure was approaching him step by step.

Are you dreaming yourself?

He smiled at the figure out of focus, he must be dreaming, otherwise, why would he dream of that person every day these days?Today is just like that, she slept too much, but she can't tell the difference between dream and reality.

"Are you awake?" Walking slowly to the bed, she looked down at Li Mingxi with blurred eyes, feeling sick, but she still didn't lose Xiuzhen.The dark purple scar on the neck is still there, and it has faded a lot, but the scar can still be seen, which makes Yan Shu's heart ache, it must be caused by herself, and the things she doesn't want to remember appear again because of these marks. In front of her eyes, guilt and self-blame were whipping her so that she would never be redeemed, and that innocent and clean smile stung her again.

Sitting down, holding the hand exposed outside the thin quilt with a little pity, and gently placing it in it.At this moment, she didn't know what to say.

Perhaps it was the warmth conveyed in the palm of his hand that infected Li Mingxi, and perhaps it was the hopeful voice that woke her up, and Li Mingxi suddenly realized that he was not dreaming, and this figure that matched the dream was indeed real. It was the man, the man came back.

Her eyes suddenly became foggy, and she propped herself up to do it with joy and anxiety, wanting to confirm that everything in front of her was not an illusion.When touching Yan Shu's thin face, her fingertips trembled suddenly, and she cried.

It's him.

"Are you back?" The voice became soft.There are not too many words, but there are too many expectations. She has been waiting for him for a long time.However, after that crazy night, Yan Shu disappeared before her eyes as if the world had evaporated. If it wasn't for the real burning pain in her body, she might just feel that she was just a dream.

Looking at the silent tears of the person in front of her, Yan Shu trembled. She didn't see resentment or indifference in her eyes, but saw a flame of love surging, which made Yan Shu secretly feel for herself. ashamed of his behavior.She once treated her like that, abused her, and possessed her so rudely, shouldn't she hate herself?Why?but……

In fact, isn't the answer already clear to the chest?

"Just come back, don't leave me alone, okay?" At the moment when the tears were raging, she threw herself into Yan Shu's arms and hugged her tightly, regardless of the pain in her body, she was afraid that Yan Shu would die again. Disappearing like that, I'm afraid that their only remaining relationship will be broken like that.And the former Li Mingxi never thought that one day she, who has always been proud, would be so hard to beg a man not to leave her, but in reality she did.

Is this what love feels like?Perhaps, every kind of love is different for everyone.

There is sourness, but of course there is also sweetness.

Feeling the slight moisture on the clothes and the heat of Li Mingxi's body, Yan Shu trembled slightly. She could feel the humbleness and tenderness of the woman in her arms, and she never thought that after doing the heinous thing, she would actually It was the man who bowed his head to himself.

But what can I do with myself?At this moment, Yan Shu admitted that she hesitated.

"Do you still despise me?" The exquisite and graceful body was withdrawn from Yan Shu's arms, and her tearful eyes met that complicated gaze.Li Mingxi, who has not received a reply from Yan Shu for a long time, is anxious. She is not sure whether Yan Shu will dislike her because of her past.

With a bang, her heart suddenly jumped, and Yan Shu was shocked by Li Mingxi's words.It turned out that this was the reason why the woman chose to bear all this silently?A certain corner of my heart was tearing at myself, hating myself, cursing at myself.

"I've never disliked you." The red eyes looked at Li Mingxi, full of sincerity, yes, she never disliked Li Mingxi, she didn't dislike her, she didn't dislike her.

The one who should be disgusted is himself.

Hurting an innocent woman, taking advantage of an innocent woman, possessing an innocent woman.

"That's good." After seeing such firm eyes again, Li Mingxi suddenly laughed and cried.She suddenly felt that all the "humiliation" she had suffered before might be worth it, and she didn't care about everything before that, as long as she didn't underestimate herself.

After all, the tears still aroused Yan Shu's pity. At this moment, Li Mingxi's appearance made her want to hug her very much.But in fact, she did exactly that, holding her tenderly in her arms and hugging her tightly.

Li Mingxi, will you forgive me?

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