"You have the courage to like it, but don't have the courage to admit it, I look down on you!" Zhu Yetong's words lingered in his mind and could not be removed.
His younger brother seems to be domineering and eccentric, and he doesn't follow the rules, but his courage to love and hate is really envious.
Zhu Yaohuang rubbed his temples with both hands, put the cherry blossom hairpin back into his arms, and said to the cold eyebrows-
"Is the tassel waiting outside?"
"When you go back to your highness, the princess is still waiting for your highness to be summoned."
Zhu Yao Emperor put the cherry blossom hairpin into his arms, wielded the ink on the snow-white rice paper, and wrote sixteen words.
I stared at me for a long time until the ink dried up before I stood up—
The word fell to the ground, with cold eyebrows bent down, picked up the word, stared at it, and sighed immediately.
Even if he is not above the throne, His Highness always cares about the world.
Walking out of the hall, from afar, I saw Liusu sitting there, three-point noble and seven-point agile, with a smile on her face, like a flower blooming in autumn, blooming beautifully, and showing off her unique appearance.
One branch.
She changed out of the phoenix robe. Like him, she wrapped herself in white clothes and showed her delicate figure. The white silk looked like a wisp of smoke, outlining bamboo and rattan on the green base, lifelike and as if it could emit a faint bamboo fragrance.
He walked towards her step by step, and when he felt him approaching, Liusu stood up—
Intersecting eyes,
She looked up at him.
He stared at her with his head down.
In this uninhibited look.
The two of them seemed to have experienced a thousand flowers blooming and fading, and saw through the clouds that spread and rolled through the clouds.
"The shadow puppet is so good, I heard it." Finally, he stood a step away from her and said softly. The sharp aura of one person who had just arrived at thousands of troops was regressing, and a graceful man in white stood on her
before.
It does not deliberately reveal its momentum, but it also gives people the feeling of being at peace between the sky and the sky.
"You finally woke up... Prince Brother..." She said with a smile, but tears couldn't help but slide down her cheeks, feeling relieved, and a kind of indescribable grievance.
Looking at her crystal tears and pink cheeks, he couldn't help but raise his hand and wipe the tears with his hands, but when it was about to touch her face, he took it back.
I took the silk parfait on the side and handed it to her-
"Now, I am no longer the prince, but the King of Lanling." He told her, watching her lower her head and wipe her tears.
"Whether it is the prince or the king of Lanling, you are the emperor Zhuyao." She returned the veil stained with her tears to him and said.
When Emperor Zhu Yao heard this, he was slightly stunned, "Yes, I always have Emperor Zhu Yao. I woke up and will not be easily injured anymore, because... I don't want you to face so much pressure alone."
After hearing this, Liusu felt a sense of peace of mind. She smiled softly and nodded, "Yes."
"Have the injuries on his knee healed?" He was still thinking about the scars he saw on her body when he was in Jiangbei.
"It's been a long time ago. Sister Lengmei took me the best ointment."
"Okay, you go down."
"Well, I'll go see my fourth brother. He was injured and has not healed yet. It's because I was injured."
"Yes." Emperor Zhu Yao nodded, Liusu lowered his head, turned around and left.
"By the way..." Emperor Zhu Yao suddenly spoke.
Liusu turned around and looked at him.
"Lissu, no matter what, do what you want to do and make your own real choices. I just want to see you happy."
"Thank you, Prince," Liusu said, accompanied by Leng Mei, and returned to Huaqing Palace.
Emperor Zhu Yao looked at her slowly disappearing back.
This is a feeling buried in the heart, unspeakable, deep, faint, and long-lasting feeling that others cannot know, but is unforgettable...
The sixteen words that Emperor Zhu Yao just wrote on the paper are—
It's best to forget it.
The smile is mild and the pain is mild.
Birth, old age, sickness, death, gathering and separation.
The body cannot help, the body cannot help.
...
Leng Mei folded these sixteen words and put them carefully into the book of Emperor Zhu Yao.
"Do you have any doubts?" asked Emperor Zhu Yao.
"What the Thirteenth Master said is not without reason." Leng Mei said, "I have always admired Thirteenth Master. He is open-minded and honest, dares to love and hate. If you love, you will actively fight for it and never hurt others. Your Highness, you...
Where is your love?
Zhu Yao Emperor smiled and said nothing: "Where is not?"
"When I met the person I loved, how could I not even say a word of love? I also asked the princess to leave early, how could this be love?" Leng Mei could not understand Zhu Yaohuang's attitude.
Emperor Zhu Yao smiled and replied: "I know in my heart that's it."
"Your Highness, since the Fourth Master has become the emperor, all the responsibility is his. Why do you have to..."
"Always, that was my position and the responsibility I should bear. Now, it has only changed the form. The King of Lanling has a heavier responsibility than the prince."
He raised his cold eyebrows. At that moment, she seemed to see a trace of desolation and helplessness in Emperor Zhu Yao's eyes.
Love to the depths, it turns out to be, without saying love...
That night, Emperor Zhuyao stood in front of a portrait of Donghua Palace for a whole night.
The Golden Luan Deep Palace is still carved with carved railings and dragons, and painted beams and flying eaves.
The heavy building covers the cold sheng.
After Liusu came out of Donghua Palace, she went to Huaqing Palace to get a bottle of ointment to Zhu Minglie's bedroom. She was packed with a small blue porcelain bottle and held it in her hand. The small porcelain bottle also had her warmth.
"Princess, the emperor has rested. Princess will come again next day." Luo Nian went to Zhu Minglie to report, and replied to Liusu Rushi.
"Since that's the case, I won't disturb you. This is the ointment I brought. Please give it to the emperor." Liusu handed the small porcelain bottle to Luo Nian's hand.
“Yes, obey.”
Liusu turned around and left, took a few steps, turned around and said to Luo Nian, "Luo Nian, please say to the emperor, please take care of him, and... I'm sorry."
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[Latest news, Qiluo and Wuya comics are also released. They are very loving. Wuya looks distressed. There is on my Weibo.]