"Is it fate?"

Leng Yuhan turned his face inward, took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from his eyes, straightened his appearance and walked out of the inner room.

"Wang Linshan, my father has gone, so please let it go. I will go and recruit Fu Wencheng to discuss my father's death. I will leave everything here to you for the time being."

The handkerchief was handed to Wang Linshan, and Leng Yuhan said in a hoarse voice.

The queen's fragility cannot be shown in front of the courtiers. No matter how painful Leng Yuhan's heart is, she must show calmness in front of Wang Linshan. If she cannot survive, can Wang Linshan still be alive? [

Love is such a general torture.

Those who want to love are half dead; those who don’t love are chasing after them; those who have loved are unforgettable; those who have missed will never have a chance to recover.

How much of the world's love is lost in such a wheel of fate?

Is it something no one can change?

Leng Yuhan walked out of the study room and was supported by Chang Sheng to sit in the sedan chair. The moment the sedan curtain fell, Leng Yuhan's eyes burst into tears like spring water. The pain was so severe that he grabbed his scalp and held it back with all his strength.

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Changsheng sat next to Leng Yuhan, saw Leng Yuhan's self-mutilation method of venting, put his arms around Leng Yuhan's shoulders, and pulled him into his arms.

"Changsheng, let me lean on you for a while, I want to think about something."

Yuan Bihan is not the man in Shi Hanyan's destiny, so once two people get involved, fate will naturally take away the man who is not in Shi Hanyan's destiny.

Horrible abnormality!

Has Shi Hanyan’s tragic life not been completely rewritten yet?

Why is this happening? Who is it because of?

Among the ten men destined by Shi Hanyan, who has not yet returned?

Mo Yuzhuang, Shangguan Lin, Chu Qianfeng, An Ruoyu, Su Zixin, Ran Mofeng, Ran Qingchen, Ye Luoliang, there is only one left, who is it?

Leng Yuhan clasped her fingers and counted the men she had met or whose identity as husband and wife had been known to her since she came to this world. Apart from the time when she was kidnapped by Shao Mingjun, and Murong Qiulian, who was working hard to reverse the situation, there were eight of them in total.

So who is the tenth?

Could it be?

In his mind, he remembered a man who was beating his clothes with a stick at the edge of the pool. Leng Yuhan thought of one person, could it be him?

The only man who accepted his divorce letter, Su Zixi?

With doubts in their minds like threads, Leng Yuhan and Fu Ruya discussed the general process for the burial of the prince's husband and arrived at Dexing Hall.[

There are three male masters living in Dexing Hall, An Ruoyu, Su Zixin, and Su Zixi. An Ruoyu and Su Zixin were both pregnant, and they were greedy and sleepy. When Leng Yuhan Yujia arrived, they slept together.

De Zhengxiang and Leng Yuhan did not let the palace attendant disturb their sleep, and went directly to Su Zixi's pavilion.

It was the end of winter in February, and the climate in the imperial city was cool with snow, and the low temperature was so cold that the palace attendants had to wear gauze to cover the snow while walking and doing work. But the men in the courtyard were quite different.

Although the man was wearing a winter cotton sweater, his trousers were pulled up to his knees, and the cotton sleeves on his arms were folded past the elbows, revealing the man's tanned skin from marching and fighting.

The man was not afraid of the severe cold. He drew his sword and danced through the trees in the vast scenery with flying snow. His sword was arrogant and domineering. With each move, he advanced freely and freely. The man used the energy of his sword to shuttle between the many trees and pine trees.

, the shock caused the snow branches on the tree tops to fall messily, which was shocking.

The beauty of the snow scene makes the soul escape. The man's upright nature is like a cloud in the night sky.

"I didn't expect Prince Zixi to be able to dance with a sword? I'm really lucky now."

After the song was over, she sheathed the sword. Leng Yuhan waited for the man to put the sword into the scabbard and then walked into the courtyard, clapped his hands and praised.

Su Zixi handed the sword to the palace attendant beside her and looked at Leng Yuhan, with a confused look on her resolute and handsome face, "Has the Emperor forgotten that you and Zixi no longer have anything to do with each other?"

"Oh? Really? I don't remember."

In six years, you can forget a lot of things.

Leng Yuhan stood in front of Su Zixi, raised his eyes to meet Su Zixi's darkened eyes, and said seriously.

"Haha, then why doesn't the emperor come and die with Zixi?"
Chapter completed!