Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

. "Brother Sanhuang, it's dawn and I'm leaving. I had a great time tonight, and I won't forget it."

"Well, it's dawn, let's go, I also had a good time tonight, I haven't been this happy for a long time, oh, yes, this is for you."

As Xuanyuan Qingtian spoke, he took out the confession he copied and handed it to Xuanyuan Yiyu, who took it.

"Thank you, third brother." This third brother may be the last time he yelled, and he will never yell like this again. Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Yiyu sighed secretly.

He held the paper in his hand tightly, he knew what it was without looking at it, it should be a confession, and the content inside must be everything about his mother and concubine.

In the end, he didn't say anything, just bowed deeply to Xuanyuan Qingtian before leaving, his dignified expression, and his back that seemed to be weighed down by a heavy burden were so heavy.

"Did the prince do this because he thought they would turn around and stop?"

After Xuanyuan Yiyu left, it was unknown when Doctor Song Song Yichen turned around and sat down slowly opposite Xuanyuan Qingtian, where Xuanyuan Yiyu was sitting just now.

Picking up the wine glass that Xuanyuan Yiyu had drunk, he poured a glass of wine and began to drink by himself.

"Well, not bad, good wine!"

Xuanyuan Qingtian didn't answer Song Yichen's words, but looked up slightly at the gradually brightening sky outside the window. It was dawn and the sun was about to come out. Could his heavy heart be relieved when the sun came out?

It's up to them to decide...

"My lord's intention is not to think about whether they will stop, but to see what they will do? How to deal with this matter? Should they confess their crimes by themselves, or refuse to plead guilty to death, and take the last blow? Because this is no longer theirs. The question of not letting go, but their attitude now, if they go to the emperor to plead guilty now, the prince will not pursue it any further, if they don't know how to repent... and still struggle to death, then don't blame the prince for not remembering the old love Yes, my lord, what my concubine said is right."

At this time, a calm and gentle voice came from the door, it was Duanmu Minya's unique and confident voice.

Xuanyuan Qingtian couldn't help but relieved the heavy expression on his face when he heard the words, and became much more tender. He turned to look at the door, and Duanmu Minya walked in with a faint smile on his face. The eyes that were as sharp as knives suddenly became tender and tender, and there were still praises in his eyes. He admired Duanmu Minya's wit and wit, and liked her understanding of him. He looked at Duanmu Minya without blinking.

Not only him, but even Song Yichen couldn't take his eyes off Duanmu Minya. Duanmu Minya had such a self-confidence, an attractive self-confidence that made it impossible to take his eyes off her.

Xuanyuan Qingtian raised his hand to signal Duanmu Minya to come over, and Duanmu Minya slowly walked to his side, the two of them clasped their hands tightly together, and their eyes were tightly intertwined , just staring face to face.

They only have eyes for each other.In the absence of other people, even Song Yichen couldn't get in. Song Yichen gave Duanmu Minya a deep nostalgic look, and then walked away leisurely. He walked out of the room lonely, and carefully closed the door, leaving Give them space to be alone, and now he's finally letting go.