Prince,Goodbye

Under Ye Luo's uneasy gaze, she said to Leng Haofeng: "Dad, I'm here to say goodbye to you. I'm ready to Leave the Empire and take a look at the outside world. "

"What?"

Leng Haofeng has been indifferent expression, finally broke the Gong: "moon, why suddenly want to leave? Is it because The prince is about to get married? "

"Er..." Cong Yue originally wanted to make a joke with Ye Luo. He took this opportunity to talk about his father and should find someone to be with each other.

But did not expect, the words behind have no time to say, was placed by his father.

Eyebrow heart twitches for a while, she helplessly explains: "no, father, don't think much. I want to go out because there are very important things

Leng Haofeng frowns, obviously does not believe.

Condensation month is more headache, but do not know how to explain.

Is melancholy, Wen Chun's male voice suddenly sounded: "cold uncle don't worry, I will accompany cold girl together, will certainly protect her comprehensive."

Yeah?

He's not worried about his daughter's safety at all, OK?

cold Hao Feng, a sentence of Tucao, began to make complaints about the existence of twilight.

He always thought that the love relationship between his daughter and mu Chenqing was unswerving.

Now it seems that he misunderstood something

As for Duan Er Gongzi, who has never shown that the mountain is watertight

Well, there's a situation.

On the one hand, he sighed at the charm of his own girl, while he sighed that the girl was not in the middle of her life. However, Leng Haofeng simply let go of her hand.

Emotional things, such as people drinking water, cold and warm know.

He believed that his daughter had a sense of propriety, so he didn't bother with the problem any more.

However, there is one thing that must be solved: "a few days ago, the Su family sent an invitation to invite you to attend Mr. Su's wedding. You see..."

The frozen moon is silent.

Su Chenyang's wedding and mu Chenqing's wedding are only two days away.

Generally speaking, the crown prince's wedding should be celebrated all over the world, but those who have vision will not choose to hold the wedding ceremony before and after mu Chenqing's wedding.

However, what he wants to marry this time is the side imperial concubine, it is not so much fastidious.

Well

Don't say it's the side imperial concubine. Even when she married the imperial concubine, she didn't get quiet.

"I'll talk about it then." Condensation month did not immediately answer down, also did not immediately refuse.

Even she didn't think about whether she wanted to have a look.

Su Chenyang's wedding will be held in three days.

After five days.

After all, the condensation month went to Fengjing.

As for the reason -

she said to herself, "he wants to marry Wang Shiyun, yes. Even if he devoted all his life to the king's poetic charm, I could turn a blind eye to it. The premise is that there is only Wang's poetry rhyme, but not the slightest relationship with Jian Li. "

Obviously, there is a connection between Wang Shiyun and Jian Li.

It was the third night when Cong Yue and Duan twilight came back to Fengjing.

At that time, Su Chenyang had already finished the worship with Shuya.

After changing her clothes, Shuya came to the vestibule and entertained the guests with Su Chenyang.

Seeing the frozen moon and Duan Twilight white, Shuya was very happy: "Leng girl, it's very nice of you to come! I thought you wouldn't come

Cong Yue is a little guilty, but she is calm: "Mr. Su is my friend, and you are also my friend. How can I not come when you get married?"

Shuya's good-looking face is red and full of love in Su Chenyang's eyes.

"Here, to you! I wish you peace and happiness in your life and your future. "

Condensing the month to hold up the glass, said the most sincere blessing words.

Su Chenyang clinks glasses with her without saying thanks.

Soon, a couple went to toast elsewhere.

Where the newcomer passes by, the guests will always give out warm cheers.

The crowd was laughing and making a lot of noise.

Condensation of the moon to see the dim lights, into the eye, full of festive red.

How lively!

It's just, it's not about her.

No matter how she pretended not to care, she couldn't cheat herself.

Tomorrow is the man's wedding.

This is his second big marriage.

The first time, in order to protect her, he had to put on a red wedding gown.

But this second time, he was willing.

She and he, after all, are not predestined.

It's just a pity

He was the first person she thought was a good marriage partner, and after confirming the relationship, she even imagined their marriage life.

At that time, she felt that with his kindness and wisdom, they would certainly have a very happy marriage.Even after the initial excitement and emotion fade, there will be a gentle aftertaste.

I didn't expect that things would evolve to this point.

People always say that you never know which one will come first, tomorrow or accident. It is not unreasonable.

Is melancholy, one side actually stretched out a hand.

On the bony hand, the simple and elegant handkerchief fluttered in the wind.

Condensation month was surprised.

Along the arm all the way up, I saw a section of Twilight white is frowning at her, cold eyes, full of heartache.

That moment, as if something pricked in the heart.

It doesn't hurt, but it's intense.

"You Have you ever seen the sunrise? "

In the noise, the voice of Duan Twilight white is not very big, but the condensation moon can hear it clearly.

She blinked and shook her head honestly: "No

He suddenly smile, has always been cold poker face, but at this time blooming thousands of fireworks, very good-looking.

Wen Chun's voice is also very good: "there is a viewing platform on the west mountain, which is the best place to watch the sunrise nearby. When the sky breaks through the clouds, it will make you feel happy. You Do you want to see it? "

Condensation month thought, she must be drunk.

Otherwise, she will not be a hot head, and then agreed to come down: "good."

The bustle of Su's residence is still on, but Cong Yue and Duan mubai leave ahead of time.

The viewing platform mentioned by Duan mubai is actually just a small pavilion on the top of Xishan Mountain.

The pavilion is not big and simple, but it is better than quiet.

In particular, in a bad mood, condensation month is not to be disturbed by unrelated people.

Duan mubai has prepared the easel early in the morning and records the best moment when sunrise comes.

Seeing the easel, Cong Yue suddenly remembered an event: "by the way, Mr. Duan..."

"Well?" Lazy monosyllabic sound, lazy, there is no defense of relaxation.

It's a little crisp.

Congealed month, listen to heart next shiver.

This man

It seems to have changed.

She cast a quick glance, and as she drew back her eyes, she was full of doubts.

Obviously, the outline of his facial features and even the cold breath of his whole body are not different from those before.

But I don't know why, she just felt like he had changed.

For a long time, he could not wait for the answer of the condensation month. Duan mubai doubted: "what's the matter?"

Congealed month this just remembers business son, quickly way: "your aerial painting Pavilion..."

When she turned her wrist, she took out a pile of paper fragments and apologized: "I wanted to give it back to you before, but I always forget it."

"No harm." Duan mubai took a look at the fragments of the painting paper. Although he said it was ok, he was still a little distressed.

He did not love the magic weapon itself, but the meaning of its existence.

This But the only gift she gave him.

Cong Yue has always been very sensitive to emotions. When she noticed Duan mubai's heartache, she withdrew her hand: "well, after leaving the Empire, I will try to find a high-level craftsman."

"It is said that high-level weapon refiners can not only refine weapons, but also repair broken spirit weapons. I think they must have a way to repair the painting Pavilion in the sky. "

Duan mubai looked at her serious look, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

He took back his hand and answered with a smile: "good."

Still, very gentle tone.

Condensing the moon smile put away the pieces of paper, leaning against the pillars of the pavilion to sleep.

I don't know how long it has passed. The condensation month has really gone to sleep.

By the time they woke up, it was still dark, even darker than when they had just arrived.

She had a long robe on her body. Looking down, she felt the smell of ink.

"I wanted to call you."

The familiar male voice rings from the left side of the column, and the frozen moon is surprised to see that Duan twilight is leaning on the column.

He and her, only a foot wide pillar, just, Cong Yue's ear stuck to the pillar, she actually heard his steady and powerful heartbeat.

However, when she tilted her head to look at him, the regular heartbeat, instantly disordered beat.

His face was indifferent, but his eyes were unnaturally closed from her face. Her ears blocked by beads were already red.

Cong Yue pretended not to see it. She wrapped her robe and resumed her reclining posture. She casually asked, "what time is it? Is sunrise coming? "

"Well..." Duan Twilight white heart rate gradually returned to calm: "fast."

Cong Yue thought about it, turned her wrist and took out an easel.

In Duan mubai's surprised eyes, she said with a smile, "I haven't painted for a long time, and my hands are itchy. Shall we have a competition? "Duan evening white eyes in the rippling smile: "good."

In the conversation between the two, the night in the eastern sky is gradually split by the light red lines.

In a moment, a touch of sky tears the clouds, and the flash of light is very dazzling, also, beautiful dream.

The dense fog in the mountains was dyed with halo, and the dream was like a fairyland.

The condensation month only felt the mood agitation.

At this moment, the unhappiness in her heart disappeared miraculously.

Instead, it is heroic, is a dream, but also unforgettable peace of mind.

She quickly finished a picture of the rising sun to the East, sealing the west mountain, the sea of clouds and the magnificence of sunrise on the paper.

"It's beautiful."

The voice of Duan twilight comes out from behind. The frozen moon turns to see the dreamy sky beating on his face, especially gentle.