The first ray of morning light shines so softly on the embracing man and woman.
One is like a tall pine and cypress, and the other is like a blooming red plum.
Jilian Bino gently raised her chin, as gentle as water: "Wei'er, let's face the difficulties together, okay?"
He reached into his arms, took out the jade pendant that still had his body temperature, and tied it gently for her, speaking in a friendly tone: "Look, you were in such a hurry that you didn't even remember to bring it with you."
He himself gradually became as warm and clean as mutton-fat white jade.
Yan Wei'er held her hands tightly, fearing that once she let out a sigh of relief, she would no longer be able to hold on.
Where can I not remember?
The night before leaving, when he fell asleep, she stroked the jade pendant again and again. It was almost their love token. It had Jilianbino's name on it, his smell, and the things they had experienced together.
Bit by bit, why don’t you remember?
However, she really can't wear this jade pendant anymore.
She waited for him to fasten it, then took off the jade pendant slowly, with a stubborn expression.
"Bie Nuo, let's not go back, okay?" She spread the jade pendant in her hand and stretched it out to him: "Let's make up and break up."
She gritted her teeth. Even though she had practiced so many times, she couldn't help but her lips trembled and her hands trembled.
Jilianbino nodded, took the jade pendant, and tied it around her waist again: "Is this fun?" He said in the same doting tone as before.
"I'm not playing." Yan Weier said solemnly: "I don't want to become a sinner, nor do I want to become a woman I don't even know. Can you understand how pathetic I am like that?"
"Wei'er, you just left like this, can you understand how pathetic I am?" Jilianbino's throat tightened, and a kind of sadness flowed out of his chest: "We are a married couple. We worship heaven and earth.
.From that moment on, your fate is destined to be my fate. How big a difficulty can we face together?"
His hand gripped her painfully.
Her shoulders are so delicate.
He asked in the snow and wind.
She was speechless, unable to speak.
His tolerance made her even more painful. How could he not be a heartless man who found an excuse to marry three wives and four concubines? How could he not be a frivolous emperor, playing in the flowers with three palaces and six courtyards?
Yan Wei'er's eyes were blurred with tears, and she said harshly, not to him, but to herself: "Okay!" She turned around and ran to the room upstairs.
A gust of wind rushed down, and he had pen, ink and paper in his hand: "Jilian Bino, write a letter of divorce!"
She cruelly spread the paper on the stone table, smiling with tears in her eyes: "I'll grind the ink for you." She really started to grind the ink.
Quilenbino looked at her, his sculptured handsome face was extremely cold and stern. He had no expression, he just looked at her like that, as if he were watching a child acting crazy and acting crazy.
See how long it would take to stop. After he stopped, he was going to hold her hand and say, "The madness is over. It's time for us to go home."
Yan Wei'er handed the pen to his hand and kept that posture.
After a long time, Jilianbino's eyes darkened, he took the pen and walked to the paper that was slightly wet with snowflakes.
A line of beautiful handwriting, from right to left, dancing dragons and phoenixes: Not in my hometown, but in a foreign land, I miss you so much. Worry fills the window, and I think carefully. I laugh at the moon and become crazy.
As he wrote, he read aloud, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible.
Past events, one scene after another, passed through my mind.
The snowflakes soaked in the ink and soon became blurry.
Thousands of mountains and rivers, countless hardships. How many times did she recite that poem even after she woke up crying? How many times did he chant it when he was helpless?
Her lovesickness, his madness.
Can everything be written off at once? Is it just because I was young at the time?
Ji Lembino's voice came out from between his teeth: "Wei'er, is that enough?" He wanted to reach out and pull her over.
Yan Wei'er raised her tearful eyes, took a step back, and pressed her hand against him: "Let me go, okay? Otherwise, I won't be happy, and neither will you. Why don't you let everyone live?"
A way out!
Jilenbino punched the big locust tree in the courtyard, shaking off the falling snow: "You are forcing me into a dead end, and you are also forcing yourself into a desperate situation."
The door creaked open.
A man pushed open the door and walked out.
He put one hand behind his back, walked out slowly, looked up at the sky, watching the snowflakes flying, and then his eyes fell on the men and women in the courtyard.
He was once a prince, and he was very familiar with the kind of temperament that only an emperor can exude. He overlooks the mountains and rivers, and the leisurely feeling after pointing out the mountains and rivers. 'He is now lonely and destitute, his appearance has been reduced, and he is far from the kingly aura of the man opposite.
But at this moment, he was calm and peaceful.
It was this touch of calmness that made him look suddenly noble, even more noble than before.
Jilian Bino was extremely shocked, even more shocked than Yan Weier's departure.
Feng Chuyang!
Jilian Bino turned to look at Yan Wei'er, then turned to look at Feng Chuyang, but in just a moment, he calmed down: "Wei'er, do you have an explanation?"
Yan Wei'er bit her lip and said in a trembling voice, "No explanation." Her voice was dry and dry, word for word.
Jilenbino suddenly rolled up heavy snow and hit Feng Chuyang who was standing at the door.
A palm without any tricks hit Feng Chuyang firmly on the chest: "Give me back my dead child!" His eyes were red, and there was strong sadness in his voice.
Feng Chuyang struggled to hold on, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
What is due must always be repaid!
He is very calm.
Thunder! Amidst Yan Wei'er's piercing cry, with another palm, Feng Chuyang was thrown far away like a kite with broken strings.
Yan Wei'er jumped up, rushed over like crazy, supported Feng Chuyang, raised her face and looked at Jilian Bino: "You can go." The voice was cold and decisive.
Ji Lianbeino also looked at her and them.
His eyes were a dark color, surging with violent waves.
It was as if I could even hear the sound of snow falling.
The first one to speak was Feng Chuyang: "Winning or losing, I have nothing to say. If you want this life, take it."
With fire in Jilianbino's eyes, he approached Feng Chuyang step by step: "Can I take your life in exchange for my child?"
Yes, if it were his child, Wei'er wouldn't be so cruel and leave him. He didn't know her situation, but hadn't they all sworn that no matter what happened, they would stay together as long as they lived?
?
Feng Chuyang said sadly: "I was confused that day. I have nothing to say about this." A mouthful of sweetness spurted out from the corner of his mouth, and the bright red blood, like Wei'er's bright red clothes, stung Jilian Bino's eyes.
Yan Wei'er wiped Feng Chuyang's blood with a handkerchief and whispered: "You bear it." She laid him down and approached Jilian Bino: "You go, I have nothing to explain."
She had a cold face, a hard heart, and made heartbreaking actions. Letting him misunderstand her might be the fastest way to let him go.
Jilenbino gritted his teeth, patted the snow on Yan Wei'er's body, and tightened the knot of the cloak around her neck, meticulous and serious.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. In fact, his face still maintained a slight gentleness that was imperceptible.
The look in his eyes was sad, but more importantly, he was reluctant to give up.
Turn around and leave.
The sound of horse hooves tapping from near to far was accompanied by a long neighing sound that drifted away.
Yan Wei'er had already burst into tears and ran towards the door, crying loudly. Just like that day, he stood on the high city wall, looking at the direction in which she was leaving.
It wasn't until the sound of horse hooves could no longer be heard, until even a small black dot could not be seen, that Yan Wei'er shouted sadly: "Bye Nuo! Bi Nuo..."
She ruined her life with her own hands. From now on, no matter how beautiful tomorrow is, it must be filled with the memories of yesterday in order to move forward.
She cried heartbrokenly, threw herself on the snow, and howled non-stop. Her appearance and grace were all gone. She was just the most pitiable woman in the world.
Anu was so anxious that he tugged at her clothes with his mouth. When he couldn't pull her clothes away, he immediately ran in and pulled Nie Yin out in the blink of an eye.
It's just getting bright.
Nie Yin silently helped the woman up in the snow. As soon as she was lifted up, she fell softly into his arms.
She was so delicate and helpless, without even a breath of life. Her hands and feet were cold, her lips were purple, and her red cloak made her pale.
The maids and servants were very busy, and Nie Yin was even more busy and overwhelmed.
Quilenbino rode his horse in the snow, with eighteen knights following behind him. He was riding so fast and urgently that suddenly the horse's legs slipped on the ice, and Quilenbino was thrown heavily.
The eighteen knights all reined in their horses' ropes, and the eighteen horses were restrained while running. They immediately raised their front legs, stood up, and let out a long neigh.
The eighteen knights cried out in shock: "Your Majesty!" They jumped off their horses and ran towards Jilenbino.
Quilenbino lay on his back on the desolate ice and snow, raised one hand and said, "Get back!" His voice was still majestic.
He opened his eyes and saw a gray sky, thick dark clouds, and nothing alive as far as the eye could see.
I don't know how long it took, but two lines of hot tears gently flowed from the corners of his eyes: "Wei'er..." He was choked with sobs and sad.
He touched her arms for a long time, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips. Fortunately, the jade pendant was still around her waist.
The ice and snow faded away his fiery feelings, and also faded away his persistence.
Antecedents, consequences, forethoughts, and afterthoughts.
He should have let her live long ago.
He just wants to keep her close to him, where he can see her, and do his best to protect her and give her happiness.
But in fact, he can neither protect her nor bring her happiness.
He just made her suffer again and again, making her struggle so humbly. But he still wanted to confine her to him.
Because he had lost her before, almost every time.
She had been cornered, and even deliberately created some kind of ambiguous ambiguity when Feng Chuyang appeared.
Jilianbino suddenly laughed out loud, choking with laughter and desolately: "Wei'er, why are you so stupid? Do you think I will believe it? Do you think that from now on I will abandon you and accompany you with the colorful singing and dancing in the harem? Except
Where will you be my harem?"
Laughter, wantonness, desolation.
The reason why he left was that after she showed deliberate ambiguity, he suddenly realized that she would rather throw dirty water on herself to drive him away than follow him back to the palace. That was when he really made up his mind.
She wanted him to have children, but she didn't want to see him having an affair with another woman.
With such a character, how could he not understand?
He got up, still looking very graceful, turned over, and got on the horse, majestic and with extremely firm eyes. He said in his heart: "Wei'er, wait for me!" Then he smiled again, what could she do if she didn't wait for him?
Just like, tomorrow when he leaves her, he can only fill it with yesterday's memories. Tomorrow with memories, she will always be there.
Tilenbino whipped his horse and galloped toward the capital with eighteen knights.
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