These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

"Which star will you be on?"

Maybe as he said, we won't see each other again, is this the best result?

When I understood some things, those words I had said, but had to change my goals and actions because of the situation, it seemed that I was no longer the person I was sure I would become.

He will understand why he wants to do this, but... he can also choose not to accept it.

And I will understand his departure, but I can't let go.

Just like a ship sinking into the bottom of the sea, it always wishes to drift a little longer and see the bright moon on the sea.

Just like the meteors falling into the world, they may prefer to stay in the sky.

It seemed that he remembered what he had said to himself again, how things in the future are now determined.

How can the future self be confident now?

Not all commitments must be fulfilled, but the mood at the time tells you that you really want to do it.

But the later ones were not fulfilled because you really couldn’t do it anymore.

"Ye Yunhen... Do you really think it's worth it after not going out and seeing people for so many years?"

But Ye Yunhen would not answer her.

Even, he is no longer here now, and the world will disappear at an extremely fast speed.

"Father... So that's what you said about being alone."

She tightened her hands tightly and hugged her body, as if this could replace some of the warmth.

The great exhaustion, the oppressive emptiness, and the loneliness across the sky, at this time overwhelming her.

It's not just as simple as being tired.

She closed her eyes slightly, feeling a kind of eternal loneliness and distress.

She wanted to fall asleep, or even fall asleep and never wake up again.

Maybe in this way, everything will be reconciled.

How can there be any collision between reality and dreams, and how can there be any ideal distance.

It's just that it can't be realized in the first place, and it doesn't even let you touch it, but let you take a look at it.

She smiled, narrowed her eyes, and the flames were dim.

A figure in the darkness, getting closer and closer.

She didn't seem to have the strength to look up, and she was also indescribably happy.

But she felt that all this was not real.

Until little by little, like the gradually brightening stars, they appeared in front of my eyes.

He flexed his fingers and tapped his brow lightly.

The young empress raised her head with a warm smile.

He lowered his head, as gentle as the morning sun.

"You... really like to be brave."

Tears flowed from the corners of the young empress' eyes.

she said softly.

"Didn't you leave?"

He bowed his head with a smile.

"I can't see your performance, isn't that too lonely?"

Yeah...that would be so lonely.

Like the moon in the night sky, unique and lonely.

Like the self in this deep palace, aloof, but never confiding in her heart.

31 The crime of bullying the king!

She wanted to fall asleep, but she couldn't sleep.

Those light-colored eyes, like amber filled with a spoonful of light, stared at the young man's face.

He smiled lightly, with a calm expression on his face that made people feel at ease.

She likes this kind of peace of mind. She understands from the beginning to the end that everything around her is a product of power and desire. Those who compliment her, those who attack her, and those who disagree with her are all tied to interests. The relationship between her and her status is inextricably linked.

But only him, only him, is an existence detached from other things, even meeting him is the most praiseworthy but unrecordable miracle in his life.

He is so kind, so good that I don't want to miss a glance, for fear that if I miss this glance, the other party will disappear in front of my eyes.

These two seemingly unrelated lines are connected together by what?

Ye Bingluan remembered the sentence that he just made a mouth shape but didn't say it that day.

"It's really a good thing for you to be the emperor."

At that time, I thought it was his irony, but now it seems that he has already seen through the facts.

It's just that he didn't enter the palace as he expected, and left everything to himself from the beginning to the end, which is very good... so good that she can be sure that she is not a vase.

But now, Ye Bingluan feels a little ridiculous, what's the point of being a vase?

Will he be happier than the woman who has been obediently by his side?

Maybe not……

The sun envies the loneliness and elegance of the moon, and the moon envies the brilliance of the sun.

Because she is now aloof and lonely, she envies their small bridges and flowing water, gods and couples.

"Still refusing to sleep?"

Wei Tu looked at the woman in front of him amusedly, and looked at her frail appearance holding the blanket. She was clearly showing off just now, but now she saw herself, as if she was about to die.

Wei Tu is very familiar with this kind of routine, but it is his good virtue to be a man who only sees through but does not tell the truth.

And not refusing not taking the initiative is a heavyweight.

Ye Bingluan hummed, and the luster in the amber eyes seemed to be shaking, really attracting attention.

"Well, you will disappear when you sleep."

"I'm not a dream, of course you'll still be here when you wake up."

Wei Tu comforted, maybe he didn't leave so soon, some things must be made clear.

"Aren't you in a hurry to go back?"

Ye Bingluan's eyes became slightly joyful, and it seemed that there was no way to hide such a look.

Wei Tu nodded, and lowered his head to help the young empress cover up the missing corner.

Then say, "There's no rush."

"Then you... little daughter-in-law, you know you won't be angry? Will you be urging you to go back? Women are jealous, I know it, let alone a woman like me, she must be..."

"Boom."

Wei Tu tapped the empress' forehead lightly.

Rubbing between his brows with a little helplessness, "I'm thinking of you, but you're fine, all your thoughts are on fire, right?"

Ye Bingluan, who didn't have much strength to make large movements, just shrank her head pitifully, as if she wanted to attack the young man but couldn't muster up the courage.

I can only say weakly, "No...I'm worried about you, after all...Huh? Where is she, isn't she here?"

Seeing her looking around suddenly, Wei Tu smiled.

"What do you want to do thieves? She is indeed not here now, and I will meet her later, so you go to bed early, and we will talk about things tomorrow when you get up."

But at this time, the young empress who seemed to be sneaking around and looking at something furtively looked at the young man who was very close, suddenly got up, pursed her red lips and moved towards his face.

But Wei Tu, who had been looking at her all the time, could not give the other party such a chance, and lightly poked a finger between her eyebrows.

He insisted on pressing the young empress who had no strength but made great determination on the chair.

Ye Bingluan looked at the boy angrily.

"how could you do this?"

"Why can't I do this?"

Wei Tu asked the other party back, poking lightly with his fingers, but it seemed as if he had grasped the girl's life, firmly grasping it.

Ye Bingluan thought about it, her cheeks bulging slightly.

"I... encounter a great crisis, and finally turn the danger into a bargain, so... can't you let me?"

"No."

The boy said with a smile.

"You... have a heart of stone!"

"Well, harder than the sword in your hand."

He continued to laugh.

Ye Bingluan obviously felt that this young man was playing tricks on him, but he was helplessly caught up in it, and kept answering his words like he was obsessed with it, looking forward to the next sentence.

"Forget it if you piss me off! Let me be the first emperor to be pissed to death in the ages, and you will be satisfied!"

"Hahaha……"

Wei Tu couldn't help laughing, and then Ye Bingluan found that the strength between his brows was increasing, and it wasn't that he wanted to poke his forehead with his fingers.

Instead, he got up and covered himself up.

His face was getting closer and closer, and the sound of his heartbeat became clearer and clearer, like a fishing drum sounding, like the pouring rain falling little by little into a muddy pond.

Tick ​​tock.

Dew is dripping from the eaves.

listen...

Shallow grass is growing.

What was splashed was not mud spots, but clear water splashes.

Everything has a sound, even though the heavy snow had stopped, he finally moved towards him.

"You did a good job, the kind I couldn't imagine."

So he gently landed on his lips, like letting snowflakes fall on his palm, and letting a light bird leave its feathers on his shoulders.

Ye Bingluan didn't even feel more of it when he touched it.

So when Wei Tu was about to get up, she once again chose to overdraw her strength, but this time she didn't feel any pain.

Rather, I feel sincere joy every minute and every second of putting it into action.

She hugged the boy's neck with both hands, and then kissed him fiercely with almost the strength of her whole body hanging on his body.

Pressing against his lips, with still very green movements, trying to pry open the boy's teeth.

Wei Tu thought about it carefully, it seemed that this was the first time he was treated like this... So this is what it feels like to be forced?

However, his eyebrows moved, and he still didn't choose to push the young empress away.

Let it be on her own lips, between her own jaws.

Wei Tu remembered an opera he had heard when he was a child, called Nezha Nao Hai.

The faint-hearted storyteller vividly described the scene of a little doll fighting the dragon king in the sea, which made people feel like they were on the scene.

And Wei Tu is now thinking that he is this sea, and he met a female Nezha.

Time passed slowly, and Wei Tu felt that it was almost time, so he stretched out his hand but couldn't pull it off, and pushed her from his chest.

But unexpectedly felt the proud figure of this woman...