I don't know when the snow stopped, the moon was bright at night, and the surroundings were silent. While everyone was resting, Su Yiyi took the prepared baggage and lurked out of Jingruo Pavilion.
Tonight, she planned to steal the military talisman and leave Prince Yan's palace. She did not dare to provoke Hua Qingyan now.
Not long after leaving Jingruo Pavilion, she suddenly remembered the exquisite and small heater that he had given her. Without thinking much, she immediately turned back to her room and took it away.
When the snow was melting, it was surprisingly cold at night, and the air was cold and windy. Su Yiyi was walking on the wall with a cat-like waist, but suddenly he found a thin figure on the pavilion, wearing a crimson gown, a snow-white fox fur, and jade fingers.
He was holding an exquisite jade-colored wine bottle, and he looked particularly enchanting under the swaying lanterns.
The cold wind howled, lifting the man's red robe and waist-length hair, flying in the wind.
At that moment, the whole world seemed to be in despair between the flying robes and flying blue hair.
"Cough cough cough..."
The slender shoulders were trembling slightly, and he was coughing lightly, with a hint of sickness, one after another, which was particularly abrupt and pitiful in this late night.
Su Yiyi still maintained his crouching movements, gripping the edge of the wall tightly and looking at the back in front of him in a daze.
Suddenly, he suddenly turned sideways, and Su Yiyi took a breath. The flying hair, pale cheeks, silky phoenix eyes, and slightly raised lips were a face that she was very familiar with.
He was still coughing lightly, covering his mouth slightly, lowering his eyes and frowning, as if he had endless melancholy and sorrow.
After finally stopping his coughing, he lifted the jade pot and pressed it, and the dew of wine fell into his mouth again. At that moment, it seemed as if crystal water flowed from the corners of his eyes and trickled down his white porcelain cheeks.
A touch of sadness arose in her heart, so painful that it ached, not deep but stretching like a stream, making it unbearable for her.
When did she feel this way when she saw his back? It must have been the night banquet in the palace that day.
At that time, he begged Mu Furong desolately and desperately not to marry the prince. At that time, she had already begun to feel distressed.
This man, Su Yiyi looked at him blankly, he was his husband-in-law. He once took Hanji to the snowy mountains to find her in person. He took her hand with tenderness and tiredness in his eyes and just said, "Madam, for
My husband is here to find you."
But he was still ruthlessly abandoned by himself, and finally fainted in the snow.
Her clear eyes were suddenly covered with mist, and she raised the corners of her mouth bitterly, he was her husband after all, husband--the sourness surged from her chest to her throat, but she couldn't shout out and was stuck there.
No matter how much she hates him, at this moment Su Yiyi really hopes that he will turn around and maybe this will be the last time they meet.
Perhaps she didn't hate him at all.
She didn't remember his revenge on her in the past few days at all. She just felt that it was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.
He was as beautiful and charming as a fairy in the sky and a seductive temptress. She admitted that she was confused by his appearance. The days she spent with him seemed so sweet. In her heart, he was always the pure and innocent monster, the one who liked to cling.
He bit her ear and called her sweetly, "Madam - Madam -".
The monster who held her hand and begged her in a low voice with tears in her eyes, begged her, "My wife, please don't abandon her as a husband and never accept her as your husband."
The domineering man grabbed her and warned her, "Madam, if you betray your husband, my husband will kill you."
I still remember that night when she lovingly rubbed his inky hair and firmly promised him, "I, Su Yiyi, will never abandon you."
But now she wants to break her promise, she wants to steal his military talisman and escape alone.
She felt that she was really selfish.
However, she also wanted to find Xue Qin for him.
Take care, Hua Qingyan! She opened her lips and made no sound, just making a mouth shape quietly.
He just felt that there was always a burning gaze behind him with complicated emotions that made him feel very uncomfortable. He turned his head sharply and glanced around quickly with his half-drunk and half-drunk eyes. There was nothing in the silence of the night.
He lowered his eyes in disappointment.
Why did he have such a strong feeling that the woman was watching him nearby, but shouldn't she be locked up in Jingruo Pavilion?
Why do you think of her again?
He raised his chin to reveal the long and beautiful jade neck, half-closed his eyes, the thick eyelashes revealed two enchanting reflections on the delicate cheeks, the red lips were slightly opened to reveal the white teeth, he breathed lightly, and gracefully turned the jade with his wrist.
The wine in the pot fell accurately and was held in his mouth.
Drunken life and dreaming of death and floating life are just a dream.
"My wife, why do you betray your husband again and again?"
He chuckled, but tears fell from his eyes, and then he started coughing uncontrollably.
Su Yiyi stood up and leaned against the wall weakly. Her pink nails dug deeply into her palms, but she couldn't shake the panic in her mind.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but Hua Qingyan's words kept popping up in her mind.
Holding her hands on the wall, she stood up slowly and finally managed to steady herself.
"When I find Xueqin, I will definitely come back to look for you." She gritted her teeth and looked up at the sky without any clouds. The dryness in the corners of her eyes made her feel pain.
Wait for me to come back, Hua Qingyan.
She closed her eyes and forced herself not to look at the past scenes any longer, but they were repeated frame by frame like a movie reel.
Don’t think about Su Yiyi anymore!
Raising her hand to pinch her palm hard, she turned around and walked quietly to the study without looking back.