first concubine

Chapter 570 The long night is endless. 2
She closed her eyes, and suppressed all the gloomy eyes.

In the bamboo pavilion at this time.

The wind is heavy at night, and when passing through the bamboo forest, there is that kind of dark rustling sound, which is very scary for no reason at night.

The faint blue wind lanterns hanging on both sides of the gazebo swayed gently in the rain, and the faint light emitted was somewhat strange.

The wind became stronger and stronger, Ku Guhuan stood in the gazebo with his hands behind his back, the wind blew his clothes, revealing the bluish-white curved jade pendant around his waist, the warm and soft texture seemed to grow in his body, beautiful very.

The wind lamp on the pavilion suddenly swayed violently a few times, because the wind was strong.

A gust of wind blew by, and the person behind Ku Guhuan was standing quietly behind Ku Guhuan, not too far away, she looked at the man's handsome back, she was dressed in light yellow Chinese clothes shining brightly, the hem of the clothes looked like butterflies playing with flowers, pretty vivid.

The women are exquisitely dressed and beautifully dressed.

But she wore a white veil on her face, with silver beads hanging from the edge of the veil, embroidered with complicated patterns, mysterious and beautiful.

The pair of eyes exposed outside the veil, the water eyes are clear, the tenderness glows with a moving soft light, looking at the man's back, there is a faint resentment in the soft light.

When the cool wind blew and the night was quiet in the mountains, when the woman's voice sounded, I could hear it clearly and complained very much: "You actually brought her back to the Qingfeng thatched cottage."

Back in the desert, she left in a fit of anger.

After leaving, she regretted it.

A sudden impulsiveness caused a catastrophe, how could he be allowed to walk with her?

However, there was no turning back when she opened the bow, she couldn't let go of her dignity and went back to find him, besides, Qiu Yinong was still following him.

With his back to her, Ku Gu Huan's face was immersed in the shadow of the lamplight, his outline became thin and cold, so he couldn't see clearly.

As if thinking that this was really a bit funny, he asked back: "Why can't you take her to Qingfeng Caolu?"

"You know why, how long are you going to pretend to be stupid?" The woman was a little excited.

She didn't believe that Ku Gu Huan would not understand, she always thought that this Qingfeng Caolu was a place for her and Ku Gu Huan, away from the world, in such a clean place, she played the piano for him, and he drank to the sound of the piano.

This is the life they lived before.

But since when did it change?

She thought about it, yes, from the moment Zhao Zishi died, everything began to change. His ambitions were all ruined with her death. This change caught her off guard.

The wind blew Kuguhuan's hair, and he kept his back on his back and never looked back.

Inexplicably sighed: "Chang Yang, why are you so persistent?"

Attachment hurts people the most.

"No, we shouldn't be like this. What's so good about her that you put so much effort into it? You don't hesitate to sacrifice your own skills to save her. Do you know who you are? You have a noble status, how can you humiliate yourself like this? "

In Chang Yang's view, Qiu Yi Nong is not worth Ku Gu Huan's doing.

Noble blood flowed in his body, he was the number one prince in the world, Kuguhuan, and the strong autumn spirit would only cause him trouble, and would not help him.

If this continues, he will definitely suffer.

How could she watch him destroy years of business for a woman?
Withered Gu joyfully paused for a moment, his voice was drawn out, and his words were lonely: "She is my heart."

(End of this chapter)