Unprecedented

Chapter 7
The northern land is colder than Shangyang City, and the scenery is barren.

When Long Xiaoting arrived at the place where he was stationed in the frontier, he immediately had countless business affairs waiting for him to deal with.

Shuang Lan'er couldn't stay idle, but fortunately she took care of the soldiers in the army.Her medical skills are very good, and after a few days, she became well-known in the army.Everyone called Mrs. Rui Prince's new wife a "magic doctor". Some soldiers in the army suffered from constant rheumatic pain due to knife wounds, as well as stomach discomfort. After taking the medicine prescribed by her, they all improved significantly.As a result, she tended to be busier than Long Xiaoting, with people coming and going in the camp.

That night, Shuang Lan'er got up after seeing the last patient, exercised her muscles and bones, and sat back on the soft couch.Sleepiness hit her, she wanted to close her eyes and take a nap for a while, but she fell asleep all of a sudden.

On the open wilderness outside the tent, the twilight hangs down like a curtain, and the surroundings are vast.

Long Xiaoting wanted to have dinner with Shuang Lan'er after finishing his business, but her tent was completely dark. With a sound of "呲", the fire folds in his hand suddenly lit up, and a dim yellow light penetrated into the tent.He saw her lying on the side of the soft couch, sleeping soundly.

When he took a few steps closer, she seemed to move slightly.

He froze, and didn't dare to move anymore, holding his breath and standing cautiously for a long time, so that his arm holding the fire fold gradually became numb.

In the dream, the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, and her diamond lips glowed moist under the light of the dim yellow flame.The curtains of the camp tent were still open, and the wind blew in, blowing up the broken hair on her cheeks, making her more hazy and beautiful.

Shuang Lan'er didn't sleep deeply, as if she felt something, she suddenly shivered, opened her sleepy eyes, and woke up completely.Looking over, there was actually a long figure projected on the wall of the tent.She turned her head quickly, and with the help of the faint firelight, she saw clearly that the person behind her was Long Xiaoting.Her cheeks flushed slightly.

Long Xiaoting said softly: "I heard from the deputy general that you are too busy to even have lunch, so I will call you for dinner. Seeing that you are sleeping soundly, I can't bear to wake you up."

Shuang Lan'er glanced at the hourglass beside her, and was startled immediately, it was almost midnight.He should not have been waiting here.She hurriedly took a piece of paper from the desk, and quickly wrote: "You have been here for a long time? Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

There was a trace of embarrassment on Long Xiaoting's handsome face, "No, I just came here."

Shuang Lan'er opened her beautiful eyes slightly, with a suspicious look on her face, did he come to ask her to have dinner when he was pregnant?How is it possible?
Long Xiaoting changed the topic, and said softly: "I took you out to relax, but you made yourself so hard."

Shuang Lan'er picked up the pen set aside, dipped some ink, and wrote hastily on the paper: "No, I feel very satisfied."

He glanced at her with searching intent in his eyes.

Shuang Lan'er quickly wrote: "I used to be a female medical apprentice in the Renxin Medical Center. Although I worked hard every day, I felt a sense of satisfaction. When you are tired, you only need to sleep, and you will regain your strength the next day."

Long Xiaoting was silent for a moment, "I thought all women wanted to live a comfortable life."

Shuang Lan'er lowered her head and smiled, changed a piece of rice paper and wrote, "Basic tea and light food, hard work day and night, but it is also a kind of comfort for a husband and wife to support each other. On the contrary, it is empty and lonely. I grew up in a poor family, and my father was sick in bed. , my mother does laundry, and I work as an apprentice in a medical center. Although the income is meager, I feel that life has expectations. For example, during the Chinese New Year, we save money to buy a chicken and stew it. I think this is the most delicious meal in the world. I am grateful for life and look forward to a better next year. But I don’t know, my lord, if I face the delicacies of mountains and seas every day, can I still have an appetite? Similarly, the comfortable life you think is for me , not really happy."

After writing such a long paragraph, she couldn't help but feel sore hands.In fact, this method of communication is very good. Usually Long Xiaoting is taciturn, and she can't help him when she has something to say. Now that she is dumb, and conveying her thoughts on paper, he seems to be more patient to read.

Long Xiaoting looked at the rice paper in front of him, the ink slowly dried up, and fell silent.The moon is like clear water, slowly seeping in.The frontier wind blows back and forth in the house.He finally said, "What do you want, I will try my best to make it up to you."

Shuang Lan'er was taken aback for a moment, then spread out another piece of rice paper, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote, "My lord likes to watch 'Zui Shuangting', so you should understand what I mean. If your lord really wants to make it up, I just want to ..."

She wrote word by word, and he watched word by word.

Her pen stopped suddenly and trembled.

His straight brows were also slightly tangled.

She wrote again, and the word "li" in "leave" just started.

As if he knew what she was going to write, he suddenly covered her soft little hand with his palm.

The tip of the pen she was holding trembled, and a drop of thick black ink fell on the snow-white paper, as if turning the unfinished character "Li" into a beautiful plum blossom.Looking up at him, she frowned slightly.

He shook his head slightly, but said forcefully, "It's absolutely impossible what you think. I will treat you well."

She was stunned.

The night was so quiet that even the footsteps of the sentry in the distance could be faintly heard.

Long Xiaoting's breathing gradually became disordered, and he suddenly said: "I'm going to pass on the meal. I'm free tomorrow, and I'll take you to see Maple Leaf." After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Looking at the maple leaf?
Shuang Lan'er was dumbfounded, she couldn't understand him more and more.

The next morning, the sky was gloomy, and the sky was covered with lead clouds.

The wind was strong on Longji Mountain, blowing Shuang Lan'er's long hair and covering her eyes.

Long Xiaoting stopped, picked some long grass from the side of the road and weaved it into a ring.

Shuang Lan'er looked at him puzzled.Unexpectedly, Long Xiaoting put the grass ring on her head to hold down her long hair blown by the wind.

Long Xiaoting patted the grass clippings on his hands, turned around and stared at the rivers and mountains, "Look, the rivers and mountains of Xianglong Kingdom are all in front of you."

Shuang Lan'er looked in his direction, and the previous camp had long since become blurred black dots.The wilderness is endless, the yellow sand is flying, and farther away, the mountains are undulating and the high walls are stretching.

Long Xiaoting suddenly smiled sarcastically, "How can he deserve Jiangshan?"

Shuang Lan'er was taken aback for a moment, she knew that the "he" he mentioned referred to the present prince, his brother Long Zhen.He never mentioned government affairs in front of her.Judging by his tone, it seems that he has great resentment towards the prince, far beyond the battle for the throne.I don't know why?

Long Xiaoting felt a slip of the tongue, shook his head and smiled, and pulled Shuang Lan'er up to the mountain.

The mountains are full of red leaves, and the layers of maple forests seem to be burning, which is dazzlingly beautiful.

Long Xiaoting was in a good mood and walked faster and faster.Shuang Lan'er gradually couldn't keep up with his footsteps.Suddenly, she was hit by a protruding edge of the gravel, sprained her ankle, and felt severe pain.

Long Xiaoting noticed that she staggered a step, and quickly turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shuang Lan'er broke off a red leaf by the roadside and wrote on the ground: "I sprained my ankle." When the branch swept across the loess, the dust on the ground choked up, and she coughed lightly.

Long Xiaoting said gently: "The beautiful scenery is at the top, I'll carry you on my back."

Shuang Lan'er opened her beautiful eyes and shook her head hastily.How could the majestic prince carry her on his back?She wrote on the ground: "You are a prince, I can't bear it."

Long Xiaoting laughed, "Okay, I'm the prince, you can't bear it." He suddenly hugged Shuang Lan'er.

Shuang Lan'er was even more surprised.

Long Xiaoting's voice narrowed, "Husband hugs you, it's okay."

Shuang Lan'er's face was as red as the maple leaves on both sides, as if she was about to burn, his eyes were burning, and she couldn't avoid it, so she had to lean on his shoulder, not daring to look at him.

He carried her up the stairs.There are layers of maple forests on the side, like a string of burning firecrackers, with red petals and yellow stamens interspersed with each other, and the colors are rich.

He went up the steps step by step.Nestled in his arms, she could not feel the roughness of the mountain road at all.

While walking, Long Xiaoting suddenly said, "Lan'er, I heard that there is a genius doctor in Yuhuan Mountain. I want to take you to see it. Maybe your throat can be cured."

Shuang Lan'er listened to him quietly, her delicate face rubbed against the brocade he had made, and she felt that the material was smooth and delicate, as warm as his words at the moment.She buried her head deeper, her heart pounding.

Long Xiaoting suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and said, "If it can't be cured, I will take care of you for the rest of my life."

Shuang Lan'er was a little dazed, like throwing gravel into a mirror lake, the water rippled slightly, and could no longer be calm.There was a "buzzing" in her mind, thinking over and over what he said.

Long Xiaoting took a few more steps, and suddenly lowered his head, just as Shuang Lan'er raised her head, his slightly cold lips pressed against hers unexpectedly.

The two were stunned at the same time.

Shuang Lan'er's face froze, and she quickly lowered her head.

Long Xiaoting also coughed unnaturally, and changed the topic: "Lan'er, I ignored your feelings before. Your father's case is a bit suspicious, I didn't handle it, and I didn't care too much. I will try my best to help you Check again." He was walking, and suddenly stopped, because he felt that his shoulders were wet.

The top of the mountain was almost here, so he put her down and sat on the boulder by the roadside.

Shuang Lan'er turned her face away.

"Are you crying?" Long Xiaoting frowned his pretty eyebrows.

Shuang Lan'er had already wiped away her tears quietly, only her eyes were red and swollen.She looked up at him and shook her head.In fact, when he said those words just now, her heart was shocked.Originally, she guessed that her father's matter was manipulated by the powerful Qiu family, but he didn't know about it.Now that she heard him say it personally, she felt much more relaxed in her heart.As long as it wasn't for him, she would feel better.

Looking at her red eyes, Long Xiaoting teased: "I'm obviously crying, look, my clothes are all wet."

Shuang Lan'er bit her lip, suddenly, sporadic raindrops fell.She picked up a branch and wrote on the ground: "I'm not crying, it's raining."

He laughed at her stubbornness and bravery, stretched out his hand and gently pinched her cheek, "Okay, okay, it's raining."

She smiled innocently and purely.

He suddenly hugged her tightly, hugged her waist and hid from the rain under the big tree.The cold wind hit, Feng Tao burst into waves, and the coldness pierced his bones, he pulled her to snuggle into his arms.In front of the thick leaves, the rain fell like a bead curtain, isolating the two of them in the narrow space under the tree.

The warm feeling gradually diffused.

The short tour will end soon.Back to Prince Rui's Mansion, unexpectedly there was a distinguished guest in the mansion.

Concubine Duan came to visit Prince Rui's Mansion, saying that the emperor suddenly decided to hold a banquet at Prince Rui's Mansion for his birthday this year. In order to plan a steamed rice feast for the emperor, Concubine Duan naturally wanted to stay at the Palace for a while.

After hearing the news, Shuang Lan'er felt a little "thump" in her heart. She understood that the emperor's birthday feast was just a pretext, and that Qiu Duanming was here for her. Qiu Keyin lost power in the palace, and it was impossible for Qiu Duanming not to help her. niece.In the days that followed, Concubine Duan was busy making preparations for her birthday and did not trouble her.The calmer she appeared on the surface, the more uncertain she felt, and she always felt that something was going to happen.

As always, Long Xiaoting would come to accompany her for an hour or two every day.When he was busy, he took official documents and read them in the drunken garden, and when he was free, he played chess and sipped tea with her.

The days are getting colder day by day, and the early winter has arrived in a blink of an eye.The emperor's birthday is the day after tomorrow.

Prince Rui's mansion is luxuriously decorated, with pink silk flowers tied on the trees. Although it is early winter, the scenery is better than spring and summer, just like a fairyland on earth.At night, the lights are dazzling everywhere, making the surroundings as bright as day.

This night, the moon is as bright as a hook, and the brilliance is as clear as water.

Shuang Lan'er sat quietly at the table, sewing something in her hands.

The orchids sent by Long Xiaoting were placed in the room. The leaves were like sharp swords, and the flowers were dark green and plain white, like the color of jade, quietly revealing an elegant fragrance.He said the flower was called Spring Sword Leaf Butterfly.

Suddenly a pair of arms hugged her behind her, she paused, Long Xiaoting came, and at the same time she finished sewing the last thread.

Long Xiaoting asked gently: "It's so late, what are you doing?"

Shuang Lan'er turned around, shook the things in her hand, and smiled at him.

Long Xiaoting's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Shadow puppets? I'm really surprised that Lan'er can still make this kind of thing."

Shuang Lan'er took the rice paper and wrote: "On the emperor's birthday, I invited a shadow puppet troupe. I learned a little from their masters."

Long Xiaoting reached out and tapped Shuang Lan'er's forehead, "What did you learn to do? How did you do it? It's so realistic." While talking, he played with the shadow puppet figure in his hand.I secretly praised her for her ingenuity. The women's hair accessories and clothing are painted with patterns of flowers, grass, clouds and phoenixes, while the men's bodies are engraved with dragon patterns, which are lifelike.He smiled and asked, "Is this you and me?"

Shuang Lan'er thought about it, but neither admitted nor denied it.She made this thing on a whim, she really didn't think so much.

Long Xiaoting seemed to be in high spirits, and drew an oil-paper umbrella with a brush, then cut it out with scissors, and held it in the hands of the shadow puppet man.Then he fiddled with the shadow puppet girl in his hand, made the shadow puppet girl stand by the table, and made a messy look, "Young master, don't know if it's convenient to be on the same boat? The little girl has an urgent matter to rush to Yuezhou, and there will be no delay. Young master..."

The shadow puppet man turned around lightly, held an umbrella and nodded.

He imitated her voice again, "Oh, thank you."

Finally, the shadow puppet woman came behind the shadow puppet man, and the shadow puppet man gave the oil-paper umbrella to the shadow puppet woman.

His voice was deep and deep, imitating a woman's cold voice is not awkward, but it has a unique taste.Tangtang Rui Wang actually likes children's stuff, Shuang Lan'er laughed.This is how they met in the rain.The drizzle is falling, and the white clothes are light, he is like the brightest stroke in the haze of misty rain.This scene seemed to be deeply etched in her heart, and she could never forget it.

Outside the window, the moonlight quietly sifted in, and all fell on Shuang Lan'er's face.

Long Xiaoting stared at her, and suddenly said: "Lan'er, your hoarseness is artificial. There is a herb called Dragon Snake Grass in your blood-tonifying decoction. Your usual embroidery needles are smoked with sparrow spirit powder."

Shuang Lan'er was so cold that she scribbled on the paper with plain hands, "Dragon Snake Grass and Sparrow Spirit Powder, the two-pronged approach will corrode the nerves..."

He held her trembling hand, stared coldly at the words distorted by shock on the paper, and after a moment of silence, said: "I already know who is behind the scenes. Don't worry, I will definitely give you justice."

Crystal tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes, Shuang Lan'er quickly turned her head, and a drop still fell on the back of his hand.

Looking at the crystal on the back of his hand, which reflected the shadow of the candle, his voice was low and inaudible, "My wife, only you."

Shuang Lan'er heard it clearly and understood, but she was too shocked, she just looked at him suspiciously.She couldn't believe that he already knew Qiu Keyin's true face?
Long Xiaoting didn't answer, and continued: "I want to take advantage of my father's birthday to report this matter."

Shuang Lan'er was stunned, the incident happened suddenly, she was suspicious for a while, she didn't feel the slightest joy, instead she was anxious.And such worries finally came to a head the next afternoon.

The person who came was Danqing, she was wearing a black cloak, she was dressed strangely, said coldly: "The imperial concubine asked Mrs. Lan to go outside the house. Don't try to shirk, it has something to do with your parents."

Shuang Lan'er's expression turned cold, and she didn't dare to go with Danqing.

Danqing half-sarcastically said: "What are you afraid of? Tomorrow is the emperor's birthday, no one dares to cause trouble at this time."

Shuang Lan'er thought for a moment, her parents were in the hands of Concubine Duan, she had to go no matter what.After getting a coat, she followed Danqing and took a carriage for a certain distance. Danqing led Shuang Lan'er into a remote house.

When the door was pushed open, the sun shone in, clearly showing countless fine dust flitting about.The house is like a dark bottomless abyss, which makes people shudder.

Dan Qing pushed Shuang Lan'er in, giggled: "The imperial concubine is waiting for you."

Shuang Lan'er bit the bullet and walked in, only to see Qiu Duanming sitting high on the chair with an expression as cold as ice.

Qiu Duanming picked up a white porcelain tea bowl, took a sip of jujube tea, and said, "You are quite capable. You are the daughter of He Yulian, and you know how to use tricks." The rosewood brocade box was thrown in front of Shuang Lan'er.

Shuang Lan'er looked at the brocade box suspiciously, not daring to pick it up.

Qiu Duanming didn't raise her eyes, and said calmly, "Open it and have a look."

For some unknown reason, Shuang Lan'er picked up the brocade box with an ominous premonition, and couldn't help trembling.Opening the lid of the box, she only glanced at it, and she was startled, and the brocade box in her hand trembled violently.In the brocade box lay a severed finger, with an emerald ring on it. It was old and faded red gold, and a crack of time could be faintly seen in the emerald jade.This is her mother's ring, and the severed finger is also her mother's... The blood dried up not long ago, obviously it was done today, Qiu Duanming was afraid that she would not give in, so he did such a cruel thing.

Qiu Duanming continued to drink tea, raised her head and gave Shuang Lan'er a cold smile.There was a tinge of jujube tea red at the corner of her lips, which looked terrifying at the moment as if she had sucked blood.

Shuang Lan'er suddenly raised her head, her eyes were furious.

Qiu Duanming stopped playing around in circles, and cut straight to the point: "I heard that the prince intervened in your father's case? You are so capable that you can control Xiao Ting."

Shuang Lan'er bit her lips to bleed, her eyes were burning, she stared straight at Qiu Duanming.

Qiu Duanming had never seen such a battle before, and smiled lightly, "Are you asking me what I really want?"

Shuang Lan'er couldn't speak, her eyes were originally like fire, but gradually dimmed until the light in her eyes turned to ashes.

Qiu Duanming sneered and said: "I tell you clearly, I want you to lose everything!" Standing up, she walked to Shuang Lan'er, and she caught a glimpse of the severed finger in the brocade box. "Don't feel sorry for that finger, He Yulian didn't feel pain when I cut it off. Do you know why? Because she is already dead, and dead people don't feel pain."

No, this is not true.

Shuang Lan'er was stunned, as if she couldn't believe it, she fell to the ground and almost stopped breathing.

"That bastard He Yulian deserves to be punished for not eating a toast! You should think about it, if you don't obey, your father will end up a hundred times worse than He Yulian!" Qiu Duanming left behind this cruel sentence.

Shuang Lan'er still lay on the ground, and only after Qiu Duanming left did she struggle to get up from the ground.The tears I had endured for a long time finally fell.I walked out in a daze, it was already late, and no one had come out to light lanterns on the street yet.Dark and dark, the heart is also the same color.

She walked numbly, the tears in her eyes had already dried up.Her body was chilled intermittently until she was shivering in the wind, and she didn't know where to go.Back to Prince Rui's Mansion?That is not her home, and what awaits her is Ling Chi's torture.But if you don't go back, where can you go?

Her heart hurts like that.

She thought she had worked hard enough, tried her best to bring down Qiu Keyin, and tried her best to save her parents.But what did she get in the end?Mother is dead, and I won't see her for the last time.Qiu Duanming yelled at He Yulian one by one, as if she knew her mother before, and seemed to have a deep hatred with her mother, why is this?Dad used to be an imperial doctor, what about mother, what was mother's identity in the past?She doesn't know, and has no way of knowing.

Heartache almost blindfolded, as if stabbed.There was also pain in her head, as if there were countless torrents rushing against her frontal bones repeatedly, as if they wanted to split her bit by bit.

Suddenly, she ran up quickly, and all the black hair on her head fell apart.She had to run, keep running!Only running can stop the pain in her head, and only running can cover up the unstoppable trembling of her whole body.

The bright moon hangs high, but it doesn't know the suffering in the world.

All the way back to Prince Rui's mansion, she didn't go back to the drunken garden, but went directly to Long Xiaoting's study, where he always stayed on weekdays.The steps of her feet were no longer under the control of her brain, and she ran all the way to his study.

Who can save her?him?If you tell him everything, will he believe it?Can he help her rescue Daddy?Suddenly, she wanted to give it a try and take a gamble.As long as he treats her sincerely, he will not abandon her.

Passing through the cold lake, the surroundings are quiet, the night wind blows the half-rolled bamboo curtains in each garden, and the candles are faintly extinguished in the distance.

She had been to his study room twice, the bluestone path, with white chrysanthemums blooming on both sides, and the tiny chrysanthemum petals were scattered all over the ground, like a fine layer of snow.At the end of the white, there is a blue-gray quaint courtyard.

In the last few steps, she almost galloped, and finally came to the door of the study.The doors and windows were closed tightly, as if isolated from the outside world. She opened the door gently, and the moonlight shone into the dark room, as if pushing away a period of vicissitudes of time.

At the end of the room, a foot of snow-white silk cloth hangs down, and an oil lamp is lit behind the curtain.

Suddenly, a bright yellow palace with red glazed tiles appeared on the curtain, and the sky was half ink-like twilight, half the magical purple and gold sunset glow.Such a background, resplendent and imposing, is obviously a royal palace.

Superb painters are definitely beyond the reach of ordinary shadow puppet craftsmen, and shadow puppet craftsmen have never seen the palace, how can they paint vividly?Could it be that the person who painted was Long Xiaoting?
She stepped very softly and approached slowly.

At this time, two shadow puppet figures appeared on the snow-white shark yarn.

She recognized that it was a shadow puppet figure made by her own hands. She was only carving it, but now the figure has been painted.The woman is wearing a pure blue woven gold dress, and the colorful shawl is dragging on the ground, as if carrying a rainbow.The clothes were so familiar, she remembered that they were the clothes that Long Xiaoting asked her to wear in Fengmanlou when he took her to the shadow puppet show.

Look at the man again, dressed in white, with his hands behind his back, as if holding something.

At this time, the sky suddenly darkened, and the white curtain suddenly darkened, and then the dark clouds passed by, and the raindrops rolled down like beads.The woman stood under the weeping willow, drenched in the rain, but remained motionless, letting the rootless water drench her thoroughly.

The man walked towards the woman, handed her the umbrella in his hand, and drenched himself in the rain.

"Girl, here's the umbrella for you."

Shuang Lan'er's heart tightened, it was Long Xiaoting's voice.Sure enough, it was him, performing shadow puppetry alone.

"Girl? What a ridiculous name." He lowered his voice, listening to the cold voice of a woman.

On the curtain, the woman did not pick up the umbrella, but bent down to pick up a golden token and handed it to the man, "Thunder? Your name?"

The man in white paused for a moment, then nodded slightly, "I don't know what to call the girl, where does she live?"

For some unknown reason, Long Xiaoting's voice was already hoarse.Playing with the shadow puppet girl in his hand, the girl left alone, leaving only a trace of her back and a cold sentence.

"East Palace Crown Princess, Qiu Peiyin."

Seemingly unable to continue, the shadow play came to an abrupt end.

Shuang Lan'er approached the white screen softly, no matter how soft she was, there would always be some noise.But Long Xiaoting seemed to be completely immersed in the painful memories, sitting slumped behind the curtain, hearing nothing else.He took off the Thunder Order from his waist, and gently stroked the golden inscription with his fingertips.There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was extremely soft, "Actually, my name is Long Xiaoting, not Lei Ting."

Putting down the golden order in his hand, he held the shadow puppet girl firmly in his hand, his expression was as misty as rain and smoke, "I remember you love lilies the most, and clothes as blue as the sky, you said this is the closest way to your freedom , within reach..."

"You haven't had time to say...do you love me?"

Under the oil lamp, crystals flickered, and a cold tear fell from his cheek.He held the shadow puppet girl even tighter, and choked up, "You never said...how did I forget that your beautiful voice was cut dumb by them...so cruel...how could they be so cruel..."

"Peiyin...Peiyin..."

The voice echoed in the dark study room.

Shuang Lan'er was completely stunned, he was so devoted, his expression was covered with grief, he didn't even notice that she was near her side, he just blindly felt pain.Crown Princess Qiu Peiyin, if she remembers correctly, Qiu Peiyin is Qiu Keyin's older sister, who is eight years older than Long Xiaoting.

"Drunken Double Pavilion", shadow puppetry.

He loves "Drunk Shuangting" so much, she can almost guess that the entanglement between him and Qiu Peiyin must be similar to Zui Shuangting...similar beginning...similar ending...

Suddenly, Shuang Lan'er covered her cold and white lips, as if she couldn't bear it anymore, she rushed out quickly.

The night was deep, the moon was pale, and the sky was so low that it seemed to fall at any moment.

The north wind suddenly blew, and the whistling sound lingered in her ears, she only felt it was sharp and piercing.She seemed to be having a nightmare, and her heart seemed to be tightened, and it hurt intermittently.Suddenly, she bent down, her whole body twitched, and she supported her waist with weak hands, but she touched something cold.She took it out and held it tightly in her hand. It was the silver mirror he gave her.The night was pitch black, but the silver mirror reflected dazzling light, illuminating her pain and haggardness so that there was nowhere to hide.

The truth speaks for itself.

He devoted all his energy to curing Qiu Keyin's illness, and it was for Qiu Peiyin.She met him by the Cixi River. On that day, she stood under the weeping willow, drenched all over. It turned out to be very much like his first meeting with Qiu Peiyin.He hated the prince so much, far beyond the fight for the throne, and it was also because of Qiu Peiyin.How he felt about her, she suddenly didn't want to know, and it didn't matter anymore.She only thinks about her parents, what should she do?Her last bit of hope was shattered.

It's ridiculous that she thought he would help her, how could that be possible?The person he loves the most is also named Qiu.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in the silver mirror, raised his hand and slashed hard at the back of Shuang Lan'er's neck.

Shuang Lan'er didn't resist, what should come will come, where can she hide?At the last moment before she fell into a coma, she knew that her nightmare had just begun.

(End of this chapter)