The wind has its own voice, and the trees also have their voices. The re-arrangement of the music can’t be seen in the book, and the lonely lamp lasts for a long night.

As long as people are walking, dreams are also walking. When I rest on my journey to the end of the world, I will feel the sorrowful clouds of the past.

Welcome everyone with a smile, welcome everyone with joy. Don’t wait until next spring when people are different and the gathering time is still empty.

We meet each other in dreams, and we meet each other when we wake up. We share joy and happiness together, and everything is empty despite our infatuation.

No matter how thick the tears are, so are the resentments. Don’t hate the long pavilion for the lack of emotion. It hurts you that it’s different now.

She looked at him on the training platform, drinking alone, with a contemptuous smile that contained a lot of helplessness. In her eyes, he was not someone who could relieve his worries, but now...

'That love?';

What Ye Yilan said was both clear and unclear.

But seeing him look like this now, I felt a faint throb in my heart.

He thought that his extremely light steps would not be heard, but instead he knew that he had walked behind him without even looking back.

Ye Xunyu took the jug beside him and handed it to her behind him, staring at everything in the distance with his empty eyes: "Want to drink?"

"I didn't expect Mr. Ye to drink wine to relieve his sorrows."

Without any hesitation, he directly took the wine bottle from his hand, took a generous sip, and sat on the ground with him.

Looking at the night tonight, it was the first time that the surroundings were so quiet, with only the two of them drinking here.

He leaned back on the ground with one hand and shook the wine bottle in his hand with the other. He looked at the sad side face with a trace of drunkenness and asked: "Are you worried?"

Worried?

Hearing this, he sighed helplessly: "Can't you drink if you don't have something to worry about?"

"I thought you were due to get married in a few days..."

It turned out that he was worrying too much, how could he be worried about this matter.

Although her words were spoken in a very low voice, they could not escape his ears. She actually cared so much. She was worried about getting married. But these things were irrelevant, so how could she care so much.

"Do you still like the wedding dress you gave to the princess today?"

Perhaps, even he himself had never thought that he would marry the princess of the Northern Desert.

He has been organizing this wedding these days, and what he can do is give her the most perfect wedding in her life.

After all, neither of them wanted this marriage.

These days, even the emperor plans everything with himself, and is always aware of Bei Mo Feng's every move. He is afraid that he will encounter a scene like that day again.

Han Xin saw him take a sip of wine and drank with him. The mellow aroma of the wine slipped through her throat. Although there was a slight sting, it was extremely strong. The smile at the corner of her mouth was like a bud that had bloomed for the first time, and her face

The ruddy colors at both ends of the house have also become embellishments: "Of course I like it, but I can't wait to wear it."

Can’t wait?

Any woman will be delighted when she sees a wedding dress. What's more, this wedding dress is worn by the person she plans to spend her whole life with. Now...

The pictures that appeared in my mind one by one, I drank the wine in the flask one by one, I just wanted to forget that scene, and when I should let it go, I should let it go completely.

However, he took this wedding seriously and owed Han Xin more.

Just as he was drinking again, Han Xin stretched out his hand to stop him. Seeing that he wanted to get drunk so much, maybe he would be able to speak the truth in the wine. If he had hidden the words in his heart, he could ask at this moment: "I'm asking you, sincerely."

Son, have you ever wanted to marry me?"

"No."

She knew clearly that there would be no results from this question, but she just wanted to find out from him. Now that she knew the truth, why did she feel lost?

The Ye family is a scholarly family, and although she is a princess, she is not as talented and free-spirited as Ye Yilan. Indeed, with her temperament, no one will like her.

The smile on the corner of his mouth has been hiding the bitterness in his heart.

Ye Xunyu stared at her and saw that the smile in her eyes was without any dirt, as clean as the snow in the river, as white as ever.

Those words he just said were indeed his truest words. Since that day when the emperor asked about this matter, he had mostly avoided it, but he just didn't want to put any burden on the two of them.

All he can do at this moment is to marry the Bei Mo Princess into his house. He will not care whether she stays or goes in the future.

Looking at her, he couldn't help but reached out and stroked her hair slowly, with a drunken look in his eyes, with a hint of warmth: "I have never been so honest about this sentence, just because we are all the same person.

Be honest with each other."

be honest and open?

Yes, they are the same person, and they should be honest with each other. But in my eyes, he is still Murong Haochen's person, so there is no guarantee that this is just a lie.

How could the plan she had prepared cause her to relax her vigilance just because of a trace of trust between them?

Seeing him like this, I couldn't help but bite my lip, turned my back, and I don't know whether it was because of the wine or him. The redness on both sides of her cheeks gradually spread, and with a bit of shyness, she slowly said: "

If it weren't for marriage, how could this princess marry you?"

She never thought that one day she would marry someone from Xuandu. Moreover, there were so many gaps between the two countries that it was impossible to go back to visit.

Ye Xunyu looked at his hands that were still in the air, wondering what he was doing just now.

He immediately took his hand back and smiled secretly to cover up the messy heart palpitations just now. The look in his eyes became extremely deep, and he said calmly: "The princess has always been strong-tempered, and she must be extremely reluctant to this marriage. If one day, the princess

If you want to leave, I will write a letter of divorce."

Divorce letter?

Han Xin stood up staggeringly, and the wine bottle in his hand slowly fell to the ground. He pointed at him with a slightly trembling finger and asked disdainfully: "Ye Xunyu, what do you think I am, Han Xin?"

He frowned tightly and looked at her with a concerned look. What was her state of mind at this moment?

His drunken body made him sway a little, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised a contemptuous smile. He drank the wine bottle in his hand in one gulp. The flowing wine had already soaked his clothes. He also threw the wine bottle in his hand on the ground, and his body gradually

He approached her and said, "I don't mean anything. This marriage is just a show, so why bother with it."

put on a show?

My dizzy head has been completely lost by the wine. I want to wake up easily, but the alcohol is quite strong.

"careful."

With a stagger, Ye Xunyu pulled her into his arms after seeing the situation. If it had been later, she would have fallen.

The feeling of Han Xin in his arms reminded me of the scene when they fell into the water, and it was also such a comfortable feeling.

The residual alcohol smell on her body was extremely strong, and the aroma of alcohol lingered on the tip of her nose, making her feel dizzy.

Her body had no strength at all, and she slumped in his arms. Her drunken eyes had already been closed, and she whispered softly: "But I haven't gotten married yet, and I don't want to get married yet. Ye Xunyu, I seem to have fallen in love with you."

Ye Xunyu looked at her drunken state, and the words she had muttered to herself just now were already lingering in his ears.

When I wanted to call her, I found that she had already fallen asleep in his arms. I thought she would be able to drink well, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

With a faint meaningful look in his eyes, he carried the woman in his arms into the tent.

Ye Yilan looked at the note in her hand and followed the instructions in the note to come here. Except for the dense bushes around her, there was nothing that could be seen except for one person.

When he walked forward slowly with doubtful steps, the man turned around and faced him, and his heart suddenly panicked: "Why is it you?"

If you knew it was him, you would generally not come over to meet him, and you should not casually accept any note handed to you.

Now, she doesn't want to see him yet.

"Who do you think it is?" She looked shocked, looking at her carefully, and slowly approached her. "It's Brother Huang, right?"

She never thought about anyone, but she didn't dare to think that he would meet her here. This was the closest to the harem, and if someone came in suddenly, they would see the two of them.

When he saw her turning around, he pulled her back and asked in a solemn voice: "Do you really not want to be with me? In the past, you were not like this."

Whenever she sees her, she will avoid him and won't even communicate with him too much.

He had never thought that when a woman entered the palace, her whole person would become completely different.

Ye Yilan looked at the hand he was holding and took it away mercilessly. She placed her hands tightly in front of her body and hid them in her sleeves. She suppressed her panic and warned calmly: "I am the emperor."

My concubine, this is unreasonable."

Concubine?

If she was the one sitting on the dragon chair at this moment, how could she become Murong Haochen's concubine?

But now, he didn't even want to touch her body. What kind of poison did Murong Haochen do that completely captured her heart?

She closed her eyes and looked up at the night. The loneliness made her feel a little cold. She smiled bitterly: "Yi Lan, I just want to know, do you still have love for me?"

She secretly twisted her heart, looked at him coldly with her eyes, smiled contemptuously and said: "There seems to be no connection between them."

Murong Haoli, haven't you seen that all this is impossible? Why can't you let go of your entanglement with me?

If you hadn't been entangled, maybe I wouldn't have worried about Murong Haochen.

Murong Haoli saw that she was no longer the Ye Yilan she was when they first met, and the shadow of Murong Haochen appeared all over her. In the past six months, she had become more and more like him.

And what should he do?

"You are the imperial brother's concubine, so naturally I don't dare to do anything excessive. But is he worthy of your sincerity?" The deep affection in his eyes made her only wish she could know how much she felt towards her at this moment.

Mind.
To be continued...