Chapter 551

It is beautiful and picturesque.

At the foot of the mountain waiting for the pursuit of the wind inadvertently glance, can not help but see stupefied.

He never understood love and love, and never knew how to entangle. But at this moment, he felt that his heart was moving like a stone.

If I could embrace a girl like this in the moonlight, in the flower grove, how intoxicating it would be.

He couldn't help thinking.

Cough, cough, he seems to think more, think more!

His face flushed, he withdrew his sight, and suddenly his pupil shrank, staring at the front not far away.

There is a pavilions such as the cover of the pine tree, under the tree, posture like snow, white clothes such as frost, is standing motionless.

The wind blows the corner of his robe, like a white butterfly, which looks especially striking at night.

That's Chu Shaobai!

When did he appear? When did he come after him? There was no trace of chasing the wind.

He looked at Chu Shaobai and his lips moved. Then he found that Chu Shaobai didn't look at him at all. His eyes were staring at the two people tightly hugging and kissing on the hillside under the flowers and trees.

Two people are closed eyes, intoxicated in each other's breath, completely forget myself.

The moonlight is like white gauze, plating a layer of light silver edge for their beautiful side faces.

Chu Shaobai watched quietly. He didn't know how long he looked. Then he saw that the two people who held tightly together finally separated.

He saw that he raised his hand, stroked her red lips, and said three words gently.

"You are so sweet."

The voice was light and far away, but Chu Shaobai heard it, and heard it very clearly.

Then he saw her smile. In the moonlight, she was so beautiful. She stood on tiptoe and hooked his neck. He thought she was going to kiss him, but she unexpectedly bit him in his ear. His face turned red, and she threatened to frighten her. Her laughter rang like a silver bell.

Chu Shaobai's eyes were covered with mist.

In his hand, he tightly held a wood carved snow lotus hairpin, which he personally carved out and gave to her. This hairpin has always been worn between her black hair.

But she didn't even know when it was lost.

His heart was full of five flavors, his chest was aching, and a fire was burning, which made his whole body ache and he almost suffocated.

He understood everything.

But he seemed to understand it too late.

That black guard, that bastard Xiaohei, he is no one else, he is his uncle, he is the emperor of the Western Chu state!

What should he do?

His mind became a wasteland, with weeds growing and wildfire burning, until a dull pain came from his palm. He looked down and found that his palm was bloody and confused. The rough wooden hairpin hurt his hand.

Does it hurt?

No pain!

Compared with the wound in his heart and mouth, the pain on his palm was nothing.

King Jing'an? King Jing'an

Chasing the wind called him several times, but Chu Shaobai didn't hear him. In his eyes and ears, there was only the person under the pear blossom tree. Except for her, he did not hear.

Chasing the wind couldn't help shaking his head. He tore off a piece of lapel and went to Chu Shaobai's body to bandage the wound on his palm.

He was afraid that Chu Shaobai might get mad and angry after seeing the scene. Maybe he would rush up the hillside to find the emperor, but he found that he didn't!

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