Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

"Young master, take a rest." Uncle De stood in front of Chu Liyou's bed. "When you go down to the Queen's palace, the lights are out. You must stay there tonight." Uncle De advised him to break the last wisp of Chu's worries.

"He doesn't want me." Chu Liyou's body is covered with a brocade quilt, his eyes are empty and empty. Body side seems to still have the breath of Chen Yan, "no, I should not have him first, this is my retribution."

Chu Liyou dare not close his eyes. As long as he closes his eyes, his brain is full of the back figure that Chen Yan left without looking back. The heavy rain flooded his body, and he didn't even have the qualification to stay at the exit. He could only watch him go further and further away. Chen said that when they continue to maintain this relationship in the future, he has not hesitated. However, he has been wrong once and how can he make mistakes again and again.

Chu Liyou who is in the back palace can be intimate with the emperor, while Chu Liyou who is out of the palace will no longer be Chu Liyou. He was the Prime Minister of Qifeng state, the head of the Chu family, and the only son of the last Chu prime minister. His father taught him the way to be an official, rather than let him climb onto the emperor's bed. If he really didn't get involved with the emperor after he left the palace, his father should have grieved for him.

Chu is away from worry, away from worry, but he has never been far away from sorrow.

"Tomorrow I will go out of the palace and see the danger." Chu Li worries light way.

Uncle De's eyes were pleased, "young master..."

"Well, get out of the way, and let tomorrow's business be discussed."

"Yes." After taking a deep look at Chu Liyou, de uncle leaves the house lightly and then closes the door.

After hearing the sound of closing the door, Chu Liyou moved to Chen Yanfang's position where he was lying. There was no temperature left. Even the breath almost disappeared. Chu Liyou could not help but sob in a low voice. His heart almost twitched at the thought that his temperature might be being enjoyed by another woman at the moment.

Buddha said that people have eight hardships: life, old age, disease, death, love parting, resentment and hatred, can not ask, can not let go. He couldn't ask for it, and he couldn't let it go. It is clear that he wants to be a good minister, but in the end, he will feel resentment and jealousy when he goes to others.

Clearly at the beginning, you said that I would never touch anyone else in this life. Now you turn around and go to another woman

Chu Liyou knew that he was making trouble for no reason. However, he was not a saint. How could he control human nature.

You don't see the depth of your feelings, and you don't know the pain. If he is faithful and righteous, he will not fail.

This night, the rain outside the window, the wind suddenly, some people cry to themselves, some people can't sleep all night. A kind of Acacia, two wounds.

……

Purple bamboo Pavilion.

Always called a few women playing music box, the atmosphere is extremely depressed.

Several men looked at each other, all of them were dragon and Phoenix, but now everyone's face appeared helpless expression.

"What's wrong with you

Ink line wind pressure low voice asked.

Wei Bai, who was closest to him, also shook his head with a face of hell. "How can I know that? Last night, he sent a message that he was talking in Zizhu Pavilion today. Who knows that after he came, he would drink wine without saying a word." After Wei Bai finished speaking, he felt a pain in his head. The cold face of Mo Xingfeng gave him a slap.

"Useless things." Mo Xingfeng sneered.

Wei Bai suddenly got angry and jumped to his feet. He pointed to the ink line wind and roared: "ink line wind! I have endured you for a long time! Don't you really think I can't beat you! "