In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Two days before leaving Beijing, Lu Jingya died.

The weather was sunny and the wind was gentle. It was a rare good day.

The Queen Mother thought it was bad luck, so she secretly asked someone to wrap her in a straw mat and bury her hastily.

After learning the news, Li Yingyu sat quietly in the royal study for a long time, and then she and Jiang Ruan hosted a banquet for the ministers to see off the soldiers who were far away in Liecheng and were about to rush to the border.

Xiao Yu was also at the table. Those curious, guilty, and unclear eyes fell on her, but she didn't care and drank her wine happily.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was for other reasons. Zhao Wuling was sitting directly opposite her. He was dressed in a red official uniform, but he was different from the officials next to him. His brown eyes were slightly sparkling, his eyebrows were starry, his profile was thin and handsome, and his posture was straight and slender. , Wearing official uniforms looks particularly good.

He is good-looking, incompatible with others, dignified but relaxed, mixed with a sense of detachment from the troubled world.

During the several-hour banquet, she never raised her eyes.

Contrary to her reticence and aloofness, Zhao Wuling had a great time chatting with his colleagues and drinking wine.

He was always the most popular, she thought.

This time, it was probably because Li Yingyu was suspicious that he was eager to distance himself from her relationship.

She lowered her eyes and sneered silently. All the prosperity in the world is for profit, and everything in the world is for profit.

A single word "profit" can illustrate the fundamentals of human nature.

He had suffered so much in the past and had finally climbed to this point, so he definitely didn't want to fail.

She had nothing to blame, and she was even grateful for Zhao Wuling's care in the past.

Since he no longer wants to have anything to do with her, she is also a sensible person who wants to keep her own peace and not disturb each other.

The day before leaving Beijing.

Xiao Yu made a trip to the capital to pay homage to Aunt Jingshu's grave.

The sky was cold and cloudy, and soon it started pouring rain.

There was no shelter from the rain around, so she sighed secretly, planning to take off her outer clothes to protect herself from the rain, and then quickly return to the temple.

The rain fell on her, and around her, the sound of crackling rain lingered in her ears. She didn't find it annoying at all, but it just soaked her clothes and made them feel wet against her skin, making her very uncomfortable.

An umbrella was held above her head.

My heart suddenly palpitated.

She turned around, the emotion in her dark eyes suddenly changed.

"Xu Shurui?"

Xu Shurui held an umbrella for himself and another for her. The rainwater leaking between the two umbrellas wet his arms.

"How did you come?"

"I……"

Seeing her suddenly coming forward, Xu Shurui was so nervous that he backed away repeatedly, but he was careful not to let her get caught in the rain.

"The rain is too heavy, Wanwan, please hold this umbrella and go back."

Xiao Yu took the umbrella and said thanks.

Xu Shurui said shyly: "There is no need to say thank you between you and me, besides..."

The words stopped abruptly, and Xu Shurui smiled unnaturally.

"I'll take you back to the temple."

"it is good."

The two of them each held an umbrella and walked side by side. The hazy scene behind them became increasingly cold.

Xu Shurui couldn't hide things in his heart, and he couldn't complain about it.

"When you agreed to go to the border, was it... was His Majesty... forced on you?"

Xiao Yu looked at him sideways and chuckled, "I volunteered."

"Why?"

Xu Shurui suddenly stopped and asked: "Why should you, a woman, bear such a shameful thing? You can leave here and live a free life, and I can..."

"Surui."

Her soft and gentle words made Xu Shurui calm down.

She said: "This matter is very complicated. I won't be able to explain it to you for a while, but you will understand it later."

Xu Shurui slumped his shoulders, feeling very disappointed.

"But where will you be in the future?"

Everyone knows that this time, life or death is uncertain, and it is unknown whether they will see each other again.

Xiao Yu's heart has always been open, and since the moment she made up her mind, she has ignored birthdays.

She finally understood why her father was unwilling to leave to survive.

It's for the word "loyalty".

Xu Shurui asked her: "Is it worth it?"

After planning for a long time just for revenge, the biggest enemy has ascended to a high position, and all the efforts have been in vain.

If it were before, she would have hated it, but looking at the overall situation, she suddenly understood that a single move could affect the whole body.It's not that she can't kill Li Yingyu with her own hands to take revenge, but it's that she can't kill him.

Those who are unkind to the emperor will eventually be cast aside by everyone in the world. Today's increasingly chaotic situation has already illustrated the problem.

Therefore, she didn't think too much about Xu Shurui's doubts and unwillingness.

"Surui, do you still remember that I told you when you were a child that when my father and brother conquer Rouran, we can ride horses on the prairie of Rouran."

Xu Shurui nodded and said, "Remember."

The wind came from the north, making the rain unstable and splashing on her side. She tilted the umbrella to the side, her relaxed response mixed with the soft sound of rain falling on the top of the umbrella.

"So since that time, I have always wanted to visit Rouran. Now that I have the opportunity, I naturally want to take this opportunity to go there."

Xu Shurui said gloomily: "You lied!"

Xiao Yu's tone was normal: "I didn't lie."

Xu Shurui: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Xiao Yu raised her eyebrows: "Although you are dead, you are still alive."

In front of her, Xu Shurui always couldn't speak fluently and could only feel depressed.

"All right."

Xiao Yu patted his arm.

"Just send it here. Go back home as soon as possible. Just pretend you haven't seen me today."

Xu Shurui naturally refused: "As promised, I will take you back to the temple."

"The temple is right in front. It's just a few steps away. There is a shortcut behind you and to the right. You can go down the mountain from here."

Xiao Yu turned around to guide him, but her eyes fell on the hazy rain scene not far away.

The rain fell on her fingertips, making her feel cold without even realizing it.

Xu Shurui pursed his lips and explained awkwardly: "Wanwan, I didn't mean to hide it from you."

Xiao Yu ignored it.

His dark eyes stared intently at the figure in the distance. He was wearing a mysterious robe, wearing a formal dress, and holding an oil-paper umbrella. He stood there tall and straight. The wind and rain lingered around him, but he remained motionless.

What a humble gentleman, as gentle as jade.

She seemed to smell the familiar woody fragrance again.

Scenes over the years, his indifference, her alienation, his approach, her doubts, his confession, her trust...

Finally, his indifference and her alienation.

After going round and round, I still returned to the original appearance.

Maybe, there is no pure emotion in the world, or maybe, it just doesn't belong to her.

The moment her faint brown eyes looked up, Xiao Yu lowered her eyes slightly and squeezed the umbrella handle harder.

Why is he here?
What does he come to do?
"Surui."

She called out weakly.

Xu Shurui immediately responded angrily: "Hey, I'm here, what's wrong Wanwan?"

She opened her mouth, swallowed the words as they reached her lips, and finally said something salty.

"Go back, be careful the road is slippery."

After saying that, he resolutely turned back towards the temple.

Xu Shurui wanted to catch up, but couldn't catch up. Instead, he almost fell down.

After getting rid of Xu Shurui, she slowed down her pace. The storm in her heart was stronger than the rain above her head.

The appearance of Zhao Wuling unsurprisingly confused her.

She was thinking, why is Zhao Wuling behind her?
Could it be because she...

Ha ha.

She couldn't help but laugh at herself, Dong Wanwan, Dong Wanwan, no wonder he said that your old nature is hard to change, you are still like this, being sentimental without knowing it.

Disgusting, despised!
With this thought in mind, she made up her mind to go back.

When she arrived at the gate of the temple, she inadvertently glanced into the distance. There was nothing there.

He has already left.

At this moment, she hated the sharpness of her five senses. If she could not see so clearly, her worries would be much less.

She closed her umbrella and stood under the eaves, intending to burn a few sticks of incense in front of the Buddha. When she stepped into the main hall of the Buddhist hall, she saw an all-too-familiar figure kneeling in front of the Buddha.

There was a roar, lightning and thunder.

Purple lightning struck behind her, and she disappeared in an instant.

She was about to turn around and leave quietly, but Master Jing'an's voice rang in her ears.

"Since you're back, come in."