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He will be smashed to pieces in the future! "

Ye Qingxiao was so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe, he couldn't believe that Ye Chenxi would force him to swear a poisonous oath, but now all the spearheads were pointed at him, if he hesitated, Ye Chenxi would be even more unwilling to trust him, so he Raise your hand and swear: "If I speak half a lie today, I will be smashed to pieces in the future!"

Ye Chenxi's heart trembled when he heard it. Although he hated Ye Qingxiao in his heart, how could his affection be contained freely?Even though he had made up his mind to break up with Ye Qingxiao, he didn't really want Ye Qingxiao to be smashed to pieces.What if the oath is fulfilled in the future?

After Ye Qingxiao took the oath, he looked straight at Ye Chenxi, but those eyes full of hatred did not change at all because of his poisonous oath, he couldn't help laughing at himself, and could no longer hide the sadness and despair in his heart: "I sent you I swear, but you still don’t believe it in your heart, do you?”

Ye Chenxi just stared at Ye Qingxiao bitterly, their eyes were full of tears, and they were relatively speechless.

The atmosphere in the hall was as tense as a string, and Ye Qingxiao even felt that maybe Ye Chenxi would draw his sword and stab him in the heart the next moment.He said wearily: "You have identified me as the murderer, are you going to kill me now to avenge her?"

Ye Chenxi's whole body shook, but he still pulled out the long sword at his waist. The sudden cold light hurt Ye Qingxiao's eyes. He closed his eyes, waiting for the moment when the long sword pierced through his body.However, after a gust of sword wind passed by, there was only a soft sound, but he didn't feel any pain.

Ye Qingxiao opened her eyes, and saw a piece of sleeves falling to the ground, Ye Chenxi said coldly: "From now on, I will renounce you!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Chenxi put the sword back into its sheath, turned around and walked outside the hall, refusing to look back even once.

Ye Qingxiao stared at Ye Chenxi's resolute back for a moment, his eyes were already hazy, but he stubbornly refused to let the drops of water flow out of his eyes, until Ye Chenxi's figure disappeared like a yellow crane, he raised his head and put The water in his eyes forced back.

That night, the shrewd and decisive king was drunk in the gazebo, watching the snow all night, and the past scenes floated in his mind like a revolving lantern, and the pictures were childish, young, or mature. The same face appeared over and over again.

I still remember that year, when he was deeply trapped in Luobing City, Ye Chenxi only led two hundred soldiers into the city from the sewer, and said to him: "Although there are tens of thousands of people, I will go."

That year, the Tianshan Mountains collapsed and the cave collapsed. Ye Chenxi, who was seriously injured, finally pushed him out of the cave, begging: "Qingxiao, promise me, live!"

At the beginning of last year, Ye Chenxi took his hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, and said: "Instead of thinking about the king in the end of the world, it is better to guard the country side by side with you."

At the end of last autumn, Ye Chenxi stared at him with fiery eyes, and announced: "Just give me yourself. I don't want the world now, I only want you."

There was also the night of Shangyuan Festival this year, when they stood under the city gate touching apples, Ye Chenxi under the light looked at him with lowered eyebrows, his eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

It's just that the deep-seated tenderness and affection no longer exist, and even looking back at that person has become a luxury.He had once acted to distrust that person, but in his heart he believed in him as he believed in himself.And although that person kept saying that he believed in him, he never really gave him trust in his heart. He let him explain in every possible way, but he was no match for someone else's words.

Ye Qingxiao, who was drunk, half leaned against the beauty of the gazebo, raised her head and let out a sad laugh.

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Ye Qingxiao couldn't remember how he returned to the bedroom. When he woke up, he felt a splitting headache. He tapped his forehead a few times with his fingertips, but he couldn't drive away the sharp pain.

"Are you awake?" A voice as crisp as gold and jade colliding rang in her ears. Ye Qingxiao looked around and saw Ye Youran in a red leather jacket. Very gentle and caring: "Drink this bowl of medicine first! It can relieve headaches."

Ye Qingxiao sat up slowly, took the medicine bowl, and suddenly a burst of medicine smelled his nostrils. He drank a few sips, and inadvertently saw the scenery outside the window. At this time, the snow had stopped, but outside was still a vast expanse of white snow color, let him momentary trance.When he came back to his senses, he suddenly remembered that he didn't go to court today, so he asked, "What time is it now?"

Ye Youran had already seen through his thoughts, and said in a warm voice: "The minister has already sent someone to pass on the word, today is the court, you can rest at ease!"

After Ye Qingxiao finished drinking the medicine, Ye Youran immediately reached out to take the medicine bowl and put it on the table not far away, and asked with concern: "I heard that you got drunk last night, what happened? Is it... and Is Concubine Long's death related?"

Ye Youran is in charge of the Zhaixing Pavilion, so this matter cannot be hidden from him.Moreover, Ye Youran has an intelligent temperament, as long as he asks Qin Shinan and Zhang Quan a few words, he already knows what he knows.

Ye Qingxiao and Ye Youran have a deep relationship, so naturally they won't hide it, so he smiled bitterly and said: "Mother didn't know where she heard about the matter between Zhen and Chen Xi, and she came to ask Master Zhen Xing last night, we don't like it Who knew that she was assassinated and died on the way back home. For some reason, my mother told Chen Xi that I did it. Chen Xi believed it, and went to the palace to question him. Even though I made a poisonous oath, he still refused. Believe me, in the end I will sever justice with you..."

At the end of Ye Qingxiao's speech, her voice was full of grief and exhaustion.

Ye Youran pondered for a moment, and then said: "Don't you think this is too coincidental? You and Chen Xi have been very cautious. How did Concubine Long know about this?"

From last night until now, Ye Qingxiao has been in a daze, as if in a dream.Hearing Ye Youran's words now, he was suddenly enlightened: "I also feel that this matter is strange, as if it was premeditated."

At this moment, Ye Qingxiao was leaning halfway on the couch, with her black hair scattered like a waterfall, she could discern things with light, her handsome face was as pale as snow, with clear eyebrows, no longer the awe-inspiring majesty of the past when she was in the temple, but it made people feel a burst of power pity.

Ye Youran reprimanded softly: "I will investigate this matter, but as the king of a country, you should cherish your body."

Ye Qingxiao covered her face with her hands, her body trembling slightly, as if she was overwhelmed: "I'm sorry, Youran, but... I really don't know what to do..."

He had spent three years in despair, and finally reunited with Ye Chenxi. After going through many hardships, he thought that he would be able to stay together in the end, but he didn't expect that the dreamlike happy time was just stolen. After waking up from the dream, he felt the pain heart.

No one knew that this arrogant king, who had always been unwilling to show weakness, almost collapsed after Ye Chenxi turned around.No matter how affectionate the vow is, it can't restore this broken relationship that has gone through many twists and turns.

Ye Youran has never seen such a fragile side of Ye Qingxiao, she just feels pain and pity in her heart, but there are some things that he can't do after all.

"At that time, how much I hoped that Chen Xi could recover his memory. If he could remember, he would understand that as long as I said it wasn't me, it was really not me. It's a pity...he had already forgotten...I can't even do it because of this." And blame him..."

Intermittent words spit out from Ye Qingxiao's lips, each word heartbroken.When he was helpless, a warm hand rested on his shoulder, and Ye Youran's crisp voice gradually entered his ears: "Don't think too much, you need to have a good rest."

After finishing speaking, Ye Youran supported Ye Qingxiao to lie down, gently tucked up the brocade quilt for him, smiled slightly, and said: "Sleep!"

Maybe it was because Ye Youran's voice was too gentle, or maybe it was because of the effect of the medicine she drank just now, Ye Qingxiao closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Ye Youran stared blankly at the pale and haggard face in front of her, thinking of the possible storms in the city in the future, she couldn't help sighing softly.

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☆, ([-]) dead end

On the day of mourning, the sky was snowing like waterfalls.Ye Chenxi knelt beside the mourning case in hemp and mourning, listening to the knocking of the bronze chime and the sound of crying.The ever-burning lamp on the spirit case flickered on and off, reflecting on his expressionless face, but it couldn't add any warmth to that handsome outline.

Wave after wave of people came to express their condolences, and the wailing continued. Uncle Du Bufan even fainted from crying, which caused another wave of people to turn their backs on their backs.

There was another sound of copper chimes, Ye Chenxi raised her haggard face, and saw Ye Qingxiao who was wearing plain clothes walking to the spiritual case step by step, her fair and handsome face was as haggard as Ye Chenxi's, and her body was also set off by the plain clothes It becomes thinner.

Ye Chenxi's originally empty eyes flashed suddenly, and the hatred in his eyes gradually grew, causing Ye Qingxiao, who was kneeling down to pay respects, to feel a chill run down his back, and his heart suddenly tightened.

Once a person dies, even if there is any resentment in life, it can only be buried in the dust.But with the death of Concubine Long, he and Ye Chenxi entered into a deadlock. The tenderness and lingering promise of life and death all disappeared with the death of Concubine Long, and there was no hatred left.

After the worship, Ye Qingxiao and Ye Chenxi looked at each other the moment they turned around. Ye Qingxiao's eyes were mournful and desperate, but Ye Chenxi's eyes were only cold hatred.

Although she had been mentally prepared, Ye Qingxiao's whole body was shaken, and the chill permeated her whole body. They quickly looked away, and Ye Qingxiao left silently. Joints rattled from exertion.

Ye Qingxiao quickly left the dull and suffocating Prince Kang's mansion, and Qin Shinan who was waiting outside the mansion immediately put a cloak on him.He walked along the street, letting the snow fall all over his body, but he didn't feel the chill.

"Your Majesty, it's too cold outside, why don't you go back to the palace!" Looking at Ye Qingxiao's lonely back, Qin Shinan couldn't bear it, and advised softly.

Ye Qingxiao shook her head slowly: "I want to take a walk."

Qin Shinan couldn't persuade him, so he had no choice but to follow him, but he still quietly gestured to Longwei not far away, pointing in the direction of the National Teacher's Mansion. Seeing this, Longwei disappeared in the wind and snow in an instant.

On this day, Ye Qingxiao braved the cold, wind and snow to walk on the streets of Chaoyang City, and the dragons and guards in plain clothes silently protected him everywhere in the street.The sparsely populated streets made this thin figure even more lonely.

I don't know how long he walked, and finally came to the gate of the city. He stared blankly at the gate covered with snowflakes, and remembered that they were standing here touching apples during the Lantern Festival, surrounded by turbulent crowds, and Ye Chenxi was behind him. Warm and thick chest.Under the light, Ye Chenxi's face was so tender and affectionate, which made him sink involuntarily.

Now, he was left alone, silently enduring Ye Chenxi's deep hatred and endless loneliness.

After standing under the city gate for a while, he sighed, turned around and walked along the river embankment, and then stopped at the place where Ye Chenxi played the flute for him that day, recalling the lingering tune and the affectionate vow.

At this time, the low and mournful sound of the flute came from the other side of the river embankment. Accompanied by the sound of the flute, there was a burst of tragic song. This song was written by Ke Shaoheng, the leader of the literary world.

Ye Qingxiao responded in a low voice, mourning her lost love with a sad song, but her voice became weaker as she sang.He raised his head, his plain clothes fluttering in the wind and snow, but his eyes were more messy and broken than the wind and snow.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, Ye Qingxiao didn't look back, he closed his eyes, and slowly adjusted his emotions, when he opened his eyes again, what caught his eyes was Mo Yichen's handsome face beyond dust.

Mo Yichen already knew about the misunderstanding between him and Ye Chenxi, and only Mo Yichen understood Ye Qingxiao's mood at the moment.Therefore, Mo Yichen didn't blame or comfort him, but just quietly waited by Ye Qingxiao's side, letting him understand that even if the road ahead is covered with thorns, there are still people who are willing to follow.

They stood side by side on the river embankment, watching the sky full of snow, until Ye Qingxiao coughed violently due to the cold.Mo Yichen finally said: "It's cold outside, Your Majesty should go back to the palace."

Ye Qingxiao covered her mouth and coughed for a moment, then turned to look at Mo Yichen, the man who had been silently following him all this time had eyes as soft as the moon, and his face was full of concern.

Ye Qingxiao tossed and tossed for a day, and now that her emotions had calmed down, she felt exhausted, so she ordered Qin Shinan who was guarding not far away: "Go back to the palace!"

The carriage had already been waiting in front of it, and now upon hearing Ye Qingxiao's order, it drove over. After Ye Qingxiao got into the carriage, Qin Shinan walked up to Mo Yichen, and said in a low voice, "National Teacher, thank you."

When Mo Yichen heard the words, he smiled lightly and said, "Eating the king's salary, and taking care of the king's worries, why should I say thank you?"

Qin Shinan bowed to Mo Yichen, then got on his horse to protect Ye Qingxiao's carriage, and walked away on the snow.

Mo Yichen stood where he was and watched the carriage gradually disappear into the wind and snow, feeling deeply worried.

Ye Chenxi is like a sharp sword, and Ye Qingxiao used it as a scabbard in those years, making this sharp sword willingly hide her own light.But now the scabbard has lost its function, and the sharp sword will break out of the scabbard, and its sharp edge will illuminate the whole world.At that time, Ye Qingxiao's scabbard will be the first to be hurt, and the country of Dongyue will also be turbulent because of this sharp sword being unsheathed.

Hopefully things aren't as bad as he imagined...

Mo Yichen sighed softly, and wandered down the street in a trance. When he came back to his senses, he found himself parked in front of Xue Lingyun's house.

The cold wind and snow had not stopped, but Mo Yichen was not in a hurry to knock on the door, but stared blankly at the wooden door in front of him.After a while, the wooden door opened slowly, revealing Xue Lingyun's stern face, and the two of them met their eyes, both showing surprise.

"Yichen, it's cold outside, come in quickly." Xue Lingyun immediately pulled Mo Yichen in, and then closed the door.The two walked into the main room side by side. Xue Lingyun brushed off the snow on his body with Mo Yichen. His movements were gentle, but after he brushed a few places, his face gradually sank: "Your clothes are all wet, what are you doing?" How long have you been standing outside?"

Before Mo Yichen answered, he started coughing, Xue Lingyun hurriedly found a suit of clothes, and forced Mo Yichen to change into it.By the time Mo Yichen came out of the wing, Xue Lingyun had already made tea and was waiting.

At this time, Mo Yichen was so cold that his whole body was stiff, and his mind was also groggy. He sat opposite Xue Lingyun, took a few sips from the celadon cup, and then felt a bit of warmth, and his pale face was also stained. A little flushed, his eyelashes were still a little wet, and the half-drooped eyelids looked particularly sexy, making Xue Lingyun's heart beat like a drum, and he couldn't help but look there.

However, after watching for a long time, Xue Lingyun finally realized something was wrong. Mo Yichen held his teacup in silence, looking preoccupied, Xue Lingyun couldn't help asking with concern: "What's wrong?"

Hearing this, Mo Yichen put down the porcelain cup in his hand, but his eyes still stayed on the green tea soup in the cup, and said: "The day I first saw him was on the battlefield, and the Wangdeng flowers all over the ground were stained with blood. Turned red, I was full of resentment and had nowhere to vent, but he suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and the generals beside him knelt on the ground, I knew he must be a noble person, so I shot an arrow at him without hesitation."

Hearing this, Xue Lingyun finally understood that what Mo Yichen was talking about was Ye Qingxiao. At that time, he was also on the battlefield, in a dilemma. That memory was like a sharp knife, and every time he recalled it, his heart ached.

A smile slowly appeared on Mo Yichen's lips, but it was filled with unspeakable sadness: "If it were someone else, who would be shot by an arrow and die, he would not let me go...you know, then At such a time, even hypocrisy is meaningless. But he saved me when his own life and death were uncertain, and even after waking up, he learned that I was on a hunger strike and tricked me into drinking ginseng wine to save my life."

Of course Xue Lingyun knew about these things, because he had been involved in them all along.He didn't know what happened to Mo Yichen, and he would take the initiative to bring up this heart-wrenching past event. He just sat silently by the side, being the most loyal listener.

"He is the talent of the emperor, I have always known." Mo Yichen took another sip of tea, and then let the scorching heat slide down his dry throat, and then continued: "He is broad-minded, has extraordinary vision, and has a heart. It is a blessing for the common people to have such an emperor."

Xue Lingyun drank tea quietly, looked at Mo Yichen's extremely handsome face through the curling green smoke in the teacup, and listened to him talk about other men, he couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive.

Mo Yichen didn't notice Xue Lingyun's emotional changes, and continued to immerse himself in his own thoughts: "No one knows better than me how much he has paid for Dongyue. not enough……"

"Yichen..." Xue Lingyun finally couldn't help holding his hand, but found that his hand was unusually hot, and couldn't help but suddenly changed: "You have a fever!"

Mo Yichen has been dizzy since he bid farewell to Ye Qingxiao. Now that he heard Xue Lingyun's words, he knew that he was ill, so he patted Xue Lingyun's hand lightly, and comforted him: "Maybe it's because I stood in the snow for too long If you have a cold, you can sleep well."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to stand up and say goodbye, but his body went limp and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Xue Lingyun helped him in time.

"How can you make me feel at ease when you go back like this? Why don't you just sleep with me overnight! I'll go and buy some medicine for you to cure the wind and cold."

Before Mo Yichen could answer, Xue Lingyun helped him into the wing room, carefully took off his outer robe and brocade boots for him, carefully tucked in the brocade quilt, and then went out to buy medicine.

Mo Yichen only felt exhausted, his body was hot and cold, very uncomfortable, and fell asleep in a daze.Later, Xue Lingyun asked him to get up to drink the medicine, and he was held in Xue Lingyun's arms in a half-dream and half-awake state, and fed the medicine mouthful by mouthful. He often wiped the concoction from the corners of his mouth with Jinpa.

Mo Yichen looked at Xue Lingyun's frown in a haze, and wanted to reach out to smooth it out for him, but his whole body was full of strength, and finally couldn't resist the drowsiness, and fell asleep again.

Knowing that Xue Lingyun would always be by his side, Mo Yichen slept very deeply that night.But Xue Lingyun stared at Mo Yichen's sleeping face all night, as if he could never get enough of it.

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☆, ([-]) life and death help each other

The next day, when Mo Yichen woke up, his fever had subsided. Although his mind was still a little groggy, his body was fine.When he put on his clothes and went to bed, Xue Lingyun came in with a wooden plate and said, "How do you feel now? Are there any other discomforts?"

After finishing speaking, he put the wooden plate on the floor under the couch, and helped Mo Yichen to wash up.Mo Yichen took the brocade handkerchief and wiped his face, then said: "There is no serious problem now, thanks to you last night."

Xue Lingyun put the brocade handkerchief that Mo Yichen had wiped his face back into the wooden tray, and rinsed his mouth with tea. When Mo Yichen took the teacup, he secretly glanced at the knife-sharpened face, feeling warm in his heart. Like a spring.

Xue Lingyun has been pampered and arrogant since he was a child. He has served others before, but whenever he is in need, this person always takes care of him meticulously and without complaint.Even though they once broke up for their respective beliefs, but things have changed, they still hold on to that obsession in the world of mortals, and try every means to heal the scars in each other's hearts in the strokes of the years.

In terms of relationships, he is indeed luckier than Ye Qingxiao.

After washing up, Xue Lingyun brought breakfast to the table, a plate of porridge with wild vegetables and a few dishes of side dishes. Although it was just a simple meal, it was full of aroma.Xue Lingyun poured a bowl of wild vegetable porridge for Mo Yichen, and said with concern: "You are just recovering from a serious illness, so you must eat lightly."

Mo Yichen swallowed a mouthful of porridge with a smile, and joked, "Your cooking skills have improved again."

Seeing the long-lost smile on Mo Yichen's lips, Xue Lingyun's heart warmed up: "The more you cook, the better you will be, drink more." After finishing speaking, he even put some side dishes into Mo Yichen's bowl.

After Mo Yichen drank half a bowl, Xue Lingyun asked: "What happened to you yesterday? You looked lost."

Mo Yichen stopped drinking the porridge when he heard the words, hesitant to speak.

Seeing this, Xue Lingyun understood Mo Yichen's difficulty, and asked again: "Is it related to Concubine Long's death? I went to mourn the funeral yesterday, and happened to see His Majesty. There is something wrong between him and His Majesty."

When he heard Mo Yichen mention Ye Qingxiao last night, he felt puzzled, but when he thought of the mourning scene in the mourning shed, he already guessed about seven or eight points.

Now that Xue Lingyun has made it clear, Mo Yichen no longer hides it: "Your Majesty did not do Concubine Long's death, but His Highness refuses to believe it. Today's Highness is like a wolf eager to shed blood, watching the emperor covetously. Your Majesty, I'm afraid there will be a fight."

After hearing this, Xue Lingyun remained silent.Regardless of the truth behind the puzzle, he is now an outsider and can only continue to be a spectator.After a while, he said: "Your Highness is infatuated with His Majesty. Even if love turns into hatred, it will not overthrow the country. The most important thing is to cut off righteousness."

Mo Yichen had already planned for the worst, but he didn't relax after hearing Xue Lingyun's words: "That said, there are wolves around His Highness. Let him go that way."

Xue Lingyun is very aware of Mo Yichen's character, since he has made a choice, even if the road ahead is full of thorns, Mo Yichen will follow Ye Qingxiao.

Maybe he should be lucky, because he resigned his official position back then and stayed away from the court, so he didn't have to stand in a hostile position with Mo Yichen again.Although I have changed from a lover to a confidant, it is God's favor to be able to drink together occasionally under the moon and listen to the piano in the wind.

Xue Lingyun added another bowl of porridge for Mo Yichen, and said, "I recently found a good sycamore wood, and I want to make another Yaoqin."

Mo Yichen was slightly startled when he heard the words, and suddenly remembered the Yaoqin that Xue Lingyun broke into pieces back then, feeling melancholy in his heart.

Seeing Mo Yichen's expression, Xue Lingyun understood what he was thinking, so he said: "The voice of Zhang Yaoqin back then was too sad, and I felt melancholy after playing too much. When my piano is finished, we will play together happily A song."

Mo Yichen raised his head, his handsome face was smudged by the light smoke, and he smiled and said, "Okay."

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Ye Qingxiao also contracted the wind and cold, and went to court.Ever since he parted with Mo Yichen, when he returned to the palace, it was as if all his strength had been drained from his whole body, and he was limp on the reclining chair.Zhang Quan immediately brought hot water to wipe his face, changed his clothes, and finally poured him a bowl of ginger soup that he had prepared before retreating.

Later, he was sleepy on the recliner with his eyes closed, and he didn't eat a few bites of dinner. In the middle of the night, he started to feel dizzy and hot, and he was in a daze. has been ill.

It wasn't until Zhang Quan called him to stand up, that he realized something was wrong, and called the imperial doctor, and finally the fever subsided after a lot of tossing, but Ye Qingxiao was still lying on the couch, repeatedly recalling Ye Chenxi yesterday. That chilling gaze made my heart ache silently.

Ye Youran rushed over after hearing the news, sat on the edge of the couch, looked at him with distressed and reproachful eyes, and scolded: "You know that your body can't catch the cold, why do you want to go to see the snow? You are the king of a country, and your body How can you be greedy for momentary pleasure when you belong to the community?"

Ye Qingxiao turned her eyes to look at Ye Youran, although her voice had a strong nasal tone, she couldn't hide her endless loss: "When I went to mourn the funeral yesterday, I met Chen Xi's eyes for a moment, and I still can't forget his look at that time. His eyes, he now hates me to the bone."

Seeing his lonely gaze, Ye Youran immediately softened his heart: "He loves you deeply, and now he is deceived by the traitor, thinking that you are going to harm his close relatives, so he naturally hates you in his heart."

Ye Qingxiao was depressed, and asked sullenly: "Have you found out the murderer?"

Ye Youran glanced at Ye Qingxiao complicatedly, but immediately replied: "It's Uncle Guo."

Ye Qingxiao's whole body was shaken, and she slowly raised her head to meet Ye Youran's gaze, her handsome face was full of shock and indignation, her right hand suddenly tightened, grasping the brocade quilt until her knuckles turned white.After a long time, he asked again: "Are you sure?"

Ye Youran naturally understands what he thinks in his heart, even though he has always disdained the character of the country's uncle, but that is Ye Qingxiao's uncle after all, he cared for Ye Qingxiao when Ye Qingxiao was young, although later he once wanted to make Ye Qingxiao Putting it to death, but the relationship between him and Concubine Long has always been very good. Unexpectedly, in order to separate the relationship between Ye Qingxiao and Ye Chenxi, he actually killed his own sister. It is really chilling to go so mad.

"It's definitely Uncle Guo, but he handled it very cleanly. All those who participated in the assassination that day were silenced." Speaking of this, Ye Youran's peerless and handsome face was covered with frost, his eyes were cold, and his whole body was like a sharp knife. The sword, as if he wanted to stab his enemy through the heart at any time.

Ye Qingxiao was startled again when he heard the words, the phoenix that his uncle Guo showed him back then flashed into his mind, and when he thought about the cold and warm world later, and his uncle became an enemy, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

"I never imagined that he would do such a frenzied thing for the sake of power. If he dared to kill Concubine Long today, he would dare to kill Chen Xi in the future. Even if he didn't kill Chen Xi, but he did a lot of evil, and sooner or later he would implicate Chen Xi."

Ye Youran naturally understood this truth, so he just asked without changing his face: "Then what are you going to do?"

Ye Qingxiao grasped the brocade quilt tightly with her hands, closed her eyes tightly, but her eyelashes trembled like leaves falling in the wind: "Now that things have come to an end, uncle can no longer stay, I can't let him harm Chen Xi."

Ye Youran frowned and said: "But if you kill Uncle Guo, Chen Xi will hate you even more."

"I know." Ye Qingxiao's eyelids are half-drooped, her face is as pale as a pear blossom, and her features are clear, which makes people feel pity: "I would rather he hate me than just let my uncle hurt him. Besides, Chen Xi Between me and me, I'm afraid..."

The next words were replaced by a soft sigh, Ye Qingxiao leaned on the soft pillow, closed her eyes and said nothing.

Ye Youran watched Ye Qingxiao and Ye Chenxi walk all the way, and naturally understood that they had entered into a deadlock, and it was not easy to keep each other safe, so how dare they pray for a continuation of their relationship?

Thinking of this, he was even more distressed and worried. Looking at Ye Qingxiao who was tightly pursing his pale lips, he couldn't help holding his cold hand, and said firmly, "No matter what you choose, I will support you."

When Ye Qingxiao heard this, although she was moved in her heart, she couldn't help feeling sad. Although he is the king of a country, there are not many people who can let him indulge his emotions. He is the most honorable but also the loneliest person in the whole of East Vietnam. people.

Ye Youran suddenly tightened her grip on Ye Qingxiao's hand, raised her brows, and said, "Maybe there is one more person who knows the truth."

Ye Qingxiao suddenly came back to her senses, and asked anxiously: "Who is it?"|

"Su Moyun!" Ye Youran spoke like a ghost at night, with an indescribably cold tone: "A few days before Concubine Long's accident, Uncle Guo and Su Moyun met in private."

Ye Qingxiao was stunned for a moment, then revealed an expression of enlightenment, and murmured: "No wonder Concubine Long knew about the matter between me and Chen Xi... No wonder it happened so coincidentally, it turned out to be..."

Ye Youran gritted her teeth and said: "They must have conspired together, this Su Moyun is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp."

After Ye Qingxiao heard this, she smiled sadly, her whole body was as cold as ice, even with a brocade quilt, she couldn't warm her icy body, he said wearily: "So what if you know? Frozen three feet is not a day's cold, Chenxi is now I've already decided that I'm the murderer, even if I explain to Chen Xi, he won't believe me."

Ye Youran knew that what Ye Qingxiao said was true, so she had nothing to think about at this moment, so she could only say bitterly: "Chen Xi is surrounded by tigers and wolves, but he doesn't know it, and he mistakenly regards his lover as an enemy, what a fool! "

After all, he found that Ye Qingxiao's brows were full of exhaustion that could not be concealed, so he said with concern: "You are not feeling well right now, so you shouldn't be too sad, can you sleep for a while?"

Ye Qingxiao has been too emotional these past few days, she was exhausted physically and mentally, and now she was infected with the cold, her body couldn't hold on anymore, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep soon.

Ye Youran carefully tucked up the brocade quilt for him, and sprinkled a handful of water agarwood on the beast cauldron, then he breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly walked out of the bedroom.

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☆, (21) Wish to be with you

These past few days, Ye Chenxi has been living in a muddle, staying behind closed doors all day long, suffering so much in her heart, and her whole body is emaciated.

This day he practiced sword in the courtyard just after breakfast, although the blade was sharp, but the moves were messy and disorderly, but he didn't realize it, he just kept practicing until he collapsed.

When he stopped panting, Su Shiqing just stepped into the courtyard gate, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Your Highness, King Heng is here."

Ye Chenxi, who was wiping his sweat with a sweat towel, stopped what he was doing, and asked coldly, "What is he doing here?"

Seeing Ye Chenxi's indifferent words, Su Shiqing was apprehensive, but still replied: "His Royal Highness said that there is something urgent, and I must see you today."

Ye Chenxi snorted coldly, and said sarcastically: "Ye Youran's temperament has not changed for many years, and she is still just as arrogant."

Su Shiqing couldn't deduce what Ye Chenxi meant from his words, so he could only ask cautiously: "Then, has His Highness seen him?"

Ye Chenxi glanced at Su Shiqing, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Of course, I'm afraid of him? You let him wait in the main room, and I go to change clothes first." After finishing speaking, he walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

Su Shiqing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and hurried back to the main room to report to his orders.

Ye Youran was wearing a white robe, with a long jade body and only a jade hairpin on his head. From a distance, he looked like a fairy descending from the earth. Even Su Shiqing, who had seen him countless times, couldn't help secretly praising the jade man in his heart.

"His Royal Highness, please wait a moment. His Royal Highness King Kang is changing clothes, and he will be here soon." Su Shiqing came to Ye Youran and said respectfully.

Ye Youran nodded slowly, her gaze was still fixed on the Danqing on the wall.Su Shiqing refilled tea for him, and then stepped aside.

After a stick of incense time, Ye Chenxi walked into the main room with a frosty face, and said coldly: "What are you doing here?"

Ye Youran glanced at Ye Chenxi and said, "Your Majesty wants to see you."

Ye Chenxi's expression changed suddenly when he heard the words, and his eyes seemed to be hatred or resentment: "We have nothing to say now, I don't want to see him."

"Ye Chenxi! Just because you have had such a relationship, you have to listen to his explanation, right?" Seeing Ye Chenxi's attitude as cold as ice, Ye Youran couldn't help becoming angry: "I know you don't believe him, but You should at least let him finish what he wants to say, and if you continue to wait or give up and let him choose, it will be considered a deal."

Ye Chenxi always knew that Ye Youran was protecting her weaknesses, but he still protected Ye Qingxiao like this, which made Ye Chenxi feel melancholy and disappointed. He flicked his sleeves and said angrily: "What we should talk about has already been said." It's over, what needs to be broken is also broken, I'm showing mercy if I don't kill him, so stop pestering him!"

Ye Youran wished he could punch that angry face with his fist, but he forcibly held back, exhaled secretly, and then said: "He is waiting for you under the willow tree on the embankment right now, it's your Lantern Festival." It's up to you to go to the place where you play the flute. If you don't go, let him wait for a day, and he should give up."

Ye Chenxi suddenly felt a pain in his heart, as if he couldn't breathe for a moment, he quietly clenched his fists tightly, pursed his thin lips tightly, and said nothing.

Ye Youran raised his eyebrows slantingly, and his peach blossom eyes were very charming: "He watched the snow all afternoon the day before yesterday, and he caught the wind and cold, and he had a fever the night before, and he has not recovered from his illness yet, and his body is very weak. If you want to take revenge , you don’t need to use a sword, just let him wait there for a day, that’s all.”

After all, without waiting for Ye Chenxi to answer, he walked away.

It wasn't until Ye Youran's figure completely disappeared that Ye Chenxi's body began to tremble. He wanted to ignore Ye Youran's words and go back to continue practicing the sword, but he couldn't move forward. The face of that person floated in his mind, like a ghost Lingering.

Although he hated Ye Qingxiao in his heart, when he thought of that person waiting tremblingly in the cold wind, he couldn't be happy at all, he just felt inexplicably sad.

Distraught, he suddenly swung down