A traitor

In Shangshu's mansion, Su Qinglang woke up from a headache, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Li Saisai beside the bed.

Princess Wuyang, the niece of the current emperor, what a noble person, she has been favored by thousands of people since she was a child, and she has never suffered even a little bit of pain.

But now he is standing by his bed, propping his head with one hand, waiting from midnight to dawn, so exhausted that he can fall asleep sitting up.

Su Qinglang lay on the bed, watching her face quietly, under the dim light, the usual aggressiveness faded away, she looked no different from an ordinary little girl.

He didn't move at all, and his chaotic thoughts began to wander in a trance, recalling that when he and Li Saisai first met, she was only in her teens.

The same arrogant and arrogant as now, like a prickly cactus, solitary, surly and withdrawn, and would fight with others if there was a disagreement, the teenagers in Chang'an City who were about their age were almost taught by her with a whip, It made everyone treat her like a plague god, and they couldn't avoid her one after another.

Day by day, year by year, I always thought that time passed very slowly, unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, the little girl who used to be invincible in the past has grown into what she is now...

Su Qinglang got up gently, tiptoed up from the bed, glanced at Li Saisai, then picked up the cloak on the shelf and covered her.

Walking out of the room, he was about to meet the housekeeper, who was startled when he saw Su Qinglang, and hurriedly said: "My lord, it's time to go to court, and the villain is about to call you!"

Su Qinglang hummed casually: "Tell the people in the palace that I don't feel well today, so I won't go to court early."

The housekeeper let out a sigh, and was about to go down, but was stopped by Su Qinglang. The expression on Mr. Su's face was a little unnatural, and he struggled for a while before asking: "Then... why is the group leader here?"

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, then immediately came back to his senses, and replied: "Oh, that... the group leader sent you back last night. Originally, the villains were going to serve the adults, but the group leader said, we Thick hands and feet, don't neglect the adults, insist on taking care of yourself."

Regarding what happened last night, Su Qinglang was in a mess like dumpling soup and slime, he only remembered that he took Mei Liusheng to drink.

As for why the person next to him was replaced by Li Saisai while he was drinking, he didn't have the slightest impression.

He could only say to the steward: "Forget it, you go down first."

Sighing, he turned and walked into the room, only to find that Li Saisai was already awake, holding his cloak in his hand.

The cloak is neatly folded, draped in her arms, and slightly attached to her body, it can be seen that she cherishes and loves the owner of the cloak.

She was standing by a window in the inner room, the casement was open, facing the outskirts of Chang'an, and at the end of her line of sight was a lush green mountain, faintly visible in the morning mist.

If ordinary people entered Su Qinglang's inner room, they would definitely find it strange that Mr. Su is very good at gardening, but these few windows are open here, as much as they are against harmony.

However, Li Saisai has been watching quietly, without moving, with a faint sadness in his brows, as if he saw some people from the past through the layers of mist...

Seeing her back, Su Qinglang paused, and immediately put on a smiling face: "Group leader, you're awake."

Li Saisai turned around, and saw him clasping his hands again: "My minister got drunk and lost his mind, thank you group leader for taking care of me last night."

When he was talking, Li Saisai was still standing where he was, but his hand holding the cloak moved slightly.

She looked at Su Qinglang, and said after a long time: "Brother Qinglang, do you... must treat me like this?"

Su Qinglang straightened his waist, still maintaining a smile on his face: "The group leader wants this humble minister, how can I treat you?"

Hearing his words, Li Saisai felt a sudden pain in his heart, as if he had been punched by someone.

She is such an arrogant person, before she met Su Qinglang, except for her father, younger brother, and the dead sister, she never paid attention to anyone, even the emperor who was aloof, for so many years, Throwing away the reservedness that my daughter should have, and following Su Qinglang's side, heart and soul, what I get in the end is this sentence...

She lowered her head slowly, and after a while, she raised her head again, her face was full of pain, her eyes were full of tears, and they were flushed red.

She stared at Su Qinglang: "Brother Qinglang, do you also feel that Saisai is shameless, pestering and chasing you all day, obviously...you don't like me."

Seeing her tears, Su Qinglang felt a little distressed. After hesitating for a moment, he still sighed: "Sai Sai, you are a good girl. It's not that I don't like you, but that I don't deserve you at all."

With an excited expression, Li Saisai took a few steps forward, with a choked voice, and said eagerly to him: "If I say I deserve it, I mean I deserve it!"

The voice stopped abruptly, and after a moment of silence, he asked slowly: "Brother Qinglang, let me ask you, if there is nothing worthy of you, will you marry me?"

Su Qinglang didn't speak. Under Li Saisai's gaze, she subconsciously turned sideways to avoid her and lowered her head.

Seeing this, Li Saisai gave a sad and bitter sigh, and murmured: "If you don't like it, you don't like it. How can you say that you deserve it? Don't you think that Saisai is such a weak person in your heart who can't stand the blow?" , You have to wrong yourself to give me the steps to come down? Brother Qinglang, you have never been a liar before..."

Su Qinglang frowned, he still didn't dare to look at Li Saisai, and said with a half-sigh: "Sai Sai, since you know this, why do you torture yourself?"

Hearing his words, Li Saisai finally shed tears: "Love comes from the heart, I also want to get rid of this little evil, but how can I decide what is in my heart? Brother Qinglang, you will only persuade me to let go , if I really can do it, can you also change your mind and like me instead?"

Su Qinglang still didn't answer, and buried his head even lower. Seeing this, Li Saisai suddenly smiled, sad and decisive, beautiful and clear.

She murmured softly: "Since that's the case, then, brother Qinglang, you have no right to persuade me to turn back..."

She took a few steps towards Su Qinglang, looked up at his side face: "At the beginning, you were the one who said you would marry me, because you said you would marry me, so I believed it, Brother Qinglang, for Sai Sai, The cruelest thing is not that you lied to trick me into dreaming, but that when I was immersed in the happiness of a beautiful dream, you felt guilty and tried to wake me up from the dream again."

"Since you have given me hope, why do you let me despair? I would rather hold your promise and deceive myself for the rest of my life than want you to be such a good person."

After leaving this sentence, she turned and walked around Su Qinglang, and walked towards the door, leaving Su Qinglang behind, standing in the house, as desolate as the autumn wind sweeping yellow leaves.

Li Saisai walked to the door, stopped again, she paused, and asked again: "Let me ask you, the person you like... is your sister?"

In the inner room, Su Qinglang raised his head, then lowered it slowly, remained silent for a long time before answering: "Yes..."

Only the person you love the most has the chance to hurt you the most. This person can always accurately grasp her seven inches, and hurt her bloody, without screaming out the pain.

If Su Qinglang said any name other than "Li Yanyan" today, she would have the courage to snatch him back, only her own sister...

She snorted, raised her head to keep her tears from falling, and said in a low voice, "So that's how it is..."

Stepping out of the door, leaving Su Qinglang with a resolute back at the beginning, Su Qinglang stood where she was, looking at the direction she was leaving, without returning to his senses for a long time.

The courtyard was full of flowers, but they all lost all their brilliance in her red dress.

In his best years, this bright and beautiful girl, like the rising sun in the early morning, broke into his world mighty and mightily. A joke, unthinkable, a word that I didn't care about, actually made people think so much.

It wasn't until now that he realized that his own playfulness and meeting her uprightness and chastity were a sin in itself.

Su Qinglang slowly moved his gaze back, walked slowly to the window of the inner room, looked at the mountains in the distance, and murmured: "Xie Yu, I will...go to hell..."