At dawn and night, the flowers are falling, and at the end of the period, the flowers are falling with love.

People feel sleepy and careless, full of contentment but secretly sad.

Staring at the stars in the night sky alone, the clouds are so dense that they might as well be dispersed in one breath.

The purple jade whistle in her hand seems to have become her eternal sustenance and cannot be let go. To him, she is still Murong Haoli. There is a knot that remains unsolved and no one answers or tells her.

And she wanted to ask everything clearly, but over time she did not dare to ask him everything, always hoping that one day he would tell her. Just like the memories of her childhood.

But to him, these things are not important.

With worried eyes, he sighed sadly.

Suddenly, a piece of clothing was draped around me, and a gentle voice gradually came from behind: "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

After he sensed that the people around him had left, he had been silently watching everything about her from behind. He could feel that she had been suppressing her heart recently. Even though there was no worry on her face, she would involuntarily become confused once she was deep in thought.

Secretly depressed.

Seeing this outfit, a gentle and touching smile secretly surged at the corner of his mouth.

The smile on her lips just now was captured in her eyes. The back of her hand gently slid across the side of her face, and with a warm word, she whispered caringly: "Have you started to worry again recently?"

Worried?

Hearing this, he smiled bitterly to himself. He still forced a smile on his face: "I can't hide anything from you."

The moment I turned around and saw him, I couldn't help but think of how they looked when they first met. No matter how cold and arrogant those eyes were, they still had a touch of tenderness.

The incident has passed, but now that I think about it carefully, I realize that he had been restraining his emotions at that time. Even if they knew each other and had love in their hearts, those eyes could never deceive others.

Murong Haochen saw her thoughtful eyes and wondered what she was thinking of, so deep in thought. He slightly raised the corner of his lips lovingly, penetrating her whole body with deep affection.

He held her hand and walked towards the swing in the courtyard. From the moment she entered Qinlan Hall, he ordered someone to personally build a swing similar to the one in Ye Mansion.

Time passed, and he wanted to sit with her like this, gaze at the night, and talk together. It seemed that he had not felt this way for a long time.

Every move he made was extremely familiar, and he felt that this scene was so familiar. Nian Qing was the same way back then. For a long time, no one had sat on the swing with him and looked at the same sky.

In the quiet night, only the spring breeze carried a hint of coldness, but with him by your side, you wouldn't feel any colder.

Staring at his side face, I felt the same flutter in my heart as when I first fell in love. I took his hand and snuggled against his side.

He couldn't help but lower his eyes and looked at her, smiled happily and said to himself: I'm afraid you have never wanted to forget this scene. With me by your side, you will never forget what happened.

He stretched out his hand to brush her messy hair, and stared with deep eyes: "Since you were a child, your master has had very high expectations for you, just like your mother. In addition to reading books, you learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting all day long, but for you, these are

You didn't complain."

The master has always valued his children very highly, and has never heard any complaints from them. Whenever he sees her locking him in the boudoir, he can't help but feel sorry for her in his heart.

Hearing this, he smiled lightly and said, "If you get used to it, you won't complain anymore."

Habit?

Indeed, over the years, he has been studying everything for what she said about "only marrying talented people". Once he gets used to it, he won't feel tired.

You won't feel tired waiting for her.

Now, he was really tired and afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

"What about you? I've never heard you mention anything about your childhood. You know so many things about me. This is unfair."

Ever since she learned about his mother-in-law, although he didn't know that he knew it, he had no intention of telling her about it. Everything about him was vague, and it was really unfair for him to know so many things about himself.

unfair?

He didn't feel it was unfair, but he didn't care too much about it after some things passed.

"I don't remember what happened when I was a child." He pulled away his hand and hugged her body tightly, deliberately being vague. He leaned over and saw her frowning eyebrows, and raised a proud smile at the corner of his mouth, saying softly and calmly.

He coughed. "Actually, none of this is important."

Don’t remember? Not important?

He actually said this in such an understatement.

She forgot again that she shouldn't want to know all this. But today, for some reason, she felt vaguely uneasy in her heart.

Holding the dress tightly with both hands, she suddenly left him, stood in front of him, looked down and asked: "You have never treated me sincerely."

"If we treat each other sincerely, can you treat me sincerely?" In recent days, I have become more and more bold when I see her. She stood up, with a serious arrogance in her eyes, forcing her to step back step by step.

There is still a way to go. He raised one corner of his mouth and smiled evilly. "If you think I have a secret, how about giving me the most important secret in your heart in exchange?"

Exchange secrets?

The most important secret in my heart is that matter. How can it be used as a condition for exchanging secrets?

"I, I don't have any secrets." She was so guilty that she didn't dare to look into his eyes, and said slowly with a slightly trembling voice. It softened a little, and then she looked directly into his eyes. The weak voice contained only a trace of

Stubborn. "You know so much, how dare I hide it."

He stared at her deeply, sighed leisurely and raised his eyebrows. When he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, he saw her angry look and pushed his hand away.

After seeing the situation, Murong Haochen didn't want to consider her feelings at all at this moment. He forcefully pulled her into his arms and sighed sadly: "What kind of temper is this?"

He wanted to understand her more deeply and found that all women in the world were in deep water. All he could do was try his best to comfort her.

He wanted to get angry with her, but he was afraid that the joke would go too far and offend her.

Putting one hand on his chest, holding the front of his clothes tightly, he said carefully and carefully: "Hao Chen, do you not like me losing my temper?"

She always felt that once she lost her temper, she would be able to detect a trace of his suppressed anger, but she didn't know that she was overthinking it.

"Why do you say that?" After hearing this, he couldn't help but raise a fond smile. He held her face and kissed her forehead deeply. A gentle voice came slowly. "I really don't like to see you.

I lose my temper because I am afraid that you will ignore me when you are angry. Therefore, I want to comfort you more. No matter who is wrong, the person who is wrong must be me. It is me who makes you unhappy, and you will be angry.

."

After hearing this, she looked at him with a hint of doubt. After pondering for a while, she pretended to be cold and asked: "Then tell me, were you wrong just now?"

wrong?

The smile at the corner of her mouth couldn't hide a snicker, and the end of her nose was outlined with doting love. She stared with a half-smile, "You are unreasonably making trouble, why should I admit your mistake."

"you..."

Seeing her angry look, her proud eyes condensed and said: "If you can't argue, don't quarrel with me."

She really couldn't say it. However, this quarrel seemed to make them closer. In the past, she didn't dare to quarrel with him at will, just because she was a little afraid of him.

He always exudes a sense of arrogance, whether towards himself or others.

When I saw him, I had to be scared and timid. Later I gradually realized that his arrogance towards me was all a joke. Even if it was true sometimes, I couldn't help but laugh it off.

Min bit her lip, not knowing how much determination she had secretly made in her heart. Her tense eyebrows relaxed slightly: "Actually, my secret..."

"It's getting late, it's time to rest."

Her indifferent eyes were colorless, and she carefully arranged her clothes to prevent her body from suffering from the cold.

Before she could fully express her words, she was blocked by him and had nothing to say. Every time she wanted to tell him, when the words were on her lips, she always dared not say them out, but today she wanted to tell him something subtle.

After some inquiring, I buried the secret deeply in my heart again.

"But, you don't want to know that much?" Looking at him with contemplative eyes, he didn't want to know at all? Don't want to know the secret that he has always hidden in his heart?

Also, he is Murong Haochen, he has his own ideas about everything, so naturally he doesn't want to know about these things.

After all, this matter is indeed difficult to talk about.

He smiled calmly and shook his head: "If you want to know, you will tell me truthfully. Rather than forcing you to reveal the secret like this, it is better to wait until you have solved the knot in your heart before telling me."

Why do I always feel that he knows something, but also feel that he doesn’t know.

These words made her extremely flustered.

Seeing her eyes lowered, he clasped the back of her head with one hand, pulled her into his arms and snuggled her.

He kept staring into the distance with slightly narrowed eyes, and only he knew the thoughtful intention hidden in his eyes.

The moon is rising in the pavilion, the mandolin is ringing, the shadow is hidden in the deep palace, the white hair is sad and extremely late autumn.

The most fearful thing is that the drunken dream disk will fall, and the swaying dim light will be long-awaited.

Suddenly he opened his eyes and stood up, seeing that the remaining warmth around him had already dissipated. He opened the curtain and stared at the sky by the window. There was no one in the room. He tightened his eyes and stared with doubt, and casually picked up a piece of clothing and put it on himself.

When he opened the door, he saw the two of them waiting outside. He asked, "What time is it now?"

The moment they saw the empress opening the door, the two of them dared to step forward and report, "It's already Chen hour."

Chen Shi?

This was actually an hour later than the time for him to go to court.

"Why don't you wake me up?" His anxious eyes could not calm down. He entered the room and sat in front of the dressing room. He looked at himself in the mirror and saw that he looked angry. He couldn't help dragging his hands on his face.

.

Why had she been angry in front of him these past few days, and no one comforted her in his absence.

Seeing that the empress was so anxious, Caifeng couldn't help but glance at Zi Ling. After winking at her, she walked up behind the empress and said: "It was the emperor's order. He said that the empress has been worried in recent days."
To be continued...