Beauty is also cold

Xi Shixiao is a perfect emperor, who can make the people live and work in peace and contentment, and make the courtiers loyal to the country; make the Cangyang Society empty and turn it into his own intelligence network; He was able to protect his beloved, but failed to keep the heart of a beauty.

He was calm and wise since he was a child, and he was never influenced by the surrounding environment until he met Yi Bai at the age of 17.

Yibai brought unprecedented happiness and joy to his life, but also brought unprecedented heartache and torture to his life.His madness, anger, impulsiveness, desperation. . .It's all about Yibai.

His soul seemed to have been withdrawn from his body. He stood in the snow like an empty shell, staring at the direction where Wu Han left.

"Master, it's snowing too much, please go back to the teahouse to rest." Zikui begged softly.

Xi Shixiao didn't answer, and still looked at Luoxue, as if looking at a heart that kept breaking and falling apart. . .

When Wu Han and Yao'er returned to their residence, Qin's mother had already prepared a hot meal.

At the dinner table, Duan Lan looked over thoughtfully, but Wu Han didn't notice.He finished his meal in silence and went back to the house.

Liang Qiuche's hostile eyes and Xi Shixiao's doting on him were all in his mind.They are living very well in the palace. There are many concubines and male favorites around Xi Shixiao. It is rare that he has another favorite. . .There should be no regrets, after all, it is very rare to be favored once.

Perhaps, they should live different days in their own worlds, and then gradually forget about each other, so that the madness of youth can become a permanent dream. . . . . .No matter how much entanglement, it will be futile after all.

Wu Han tried hard to persuade himself to let go, but what he yelled desperately in his heart was: No, don't fall in love with other people! Only love me, only look at me, let me always be with you.Leave Liang Qiuche and let me return to you. . . . . .

Since he was a child, he knew that he was an insignificant and ordinary person, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with being ordinary.It wasn't until he met Xi Shixiao that he realized the pain of ordinary people.I dare not express my heart to Xi Shixiao, because I am afraid that he will not care, I am afraid that he will belittle, and I am afraid that he will be bored; I dare not expect to have his heart, because there are too many beautiful people around him; I dare not respond for a momentary feeling And imagination, because too many people are fascinated by his every move.

At this time, the door was suddenly opened.Wu Han was startled, and looked towards the door, only to see Duan Lan standing there quietly.

"Little blind man, you didn't talk to me today..."

"..."

"What happened? Still, you still can't forget that person..."

"No..."

"Look at how haggard you are! Couldn't you do it if it wasn't him?! Could it be that in your heart, I am nothing?" Duan Lan walked in suddenly, staring into Wu Han's eyes, making him unable to escape.

"No, it's not this... um!!!" Before Wu Han could finish speaking, Duan Lan kissed his mouth shut, and Duan Lan's forceful plundering made it difficult for him to breathe.

"I want you to be mine, so that you won't think about him all the time..." Duan Lan waved his hand and closed the door, further invading Wu Han.

Wu Han was aware of Duan Lan's seriousness, and he tried his best to resist, but it was all in vain. . .Thinking of Xi Shixiao and his Liang Qiuche again, his heart ached unbearably, so, as if giving up on himself, he stopped resisting. . . . . .

Duan Lan felt something strange, his eyes began to fill with anger, and he frowned and said, "Do you think I will let you go like four years ago? Even if I use force, I will not soften my heart again... "

four years ago?Wu Han desperately recalled, and a similar scene appeared in his mind. . .

Suddenly, Wu Han thought of what happened at that time: the drunken teenager, seeking comfort in pain, fell asleep with his waist hugged, but called Master. . .That's right, that boy should be Duan Lan, but he forgot. . .

Wu Han calmly said to Duan Lan who kept kissing his neck while sulking, "Stop deceiving yourself, I am not a substitute for your master."

After Duan Lan heard it, she suddenly stopped moving, and her eyes turned gray. . .

After the master passed away, he got drunk every day and lived on the street, unable to find the meaning of continuing to live.Like a beggar, lying down on the corner of the street, waiting for something.The whole world is gloomy, as if returning to the lonely and helpless childhood.

However, on a sunny and lazy afternoon, a beautiful young man in fancy clothes came to him.The young man carefully put a bag of hot bean paste buns in front of Duan Lan.Duan Lan looked at him in surprise, but he walked away without saying a word.

Bean paste buns, Master's favorite food, was also the opportunity for Master to accept him as an apprentice.

Duan Lan picked up the hot bean paste bun and slowly took a bite, it was sweet and soft.He suddenly felt very warm, just like the warmth that Master gave him at that time. . .So, he felt that it was good to be alive, at least there were red bean paste buns to eat.

Later, Duan Lan found the boy in Rumeng Pavilion, he was the apprentice of the dancer Yunshang, and his name was Yibai.