Chapter 757

Gong Yueyue gathered up a smile, straightened his face, stared at the bright and moving Zhou Yichun, and said in a deep voice, "you know what happened between Zhao Changyuan and hang Wei."

Zhou Yichun quietly stared at Gong Yueyue's clear eyes and pondered for a long time. She suddenly laughed. For a moment, looking at Gong Yueyue who was overwhelmed by his sudden laughter, Zhou Yichun stopped laughing and said softly: "Gong Yueyue, I can see that you have moved your heart."

After a meal, Zhou Yichun threw his eyes into the green water of a nearby lake and whispered, "if he has planned to forget his predecessors, why bother to embarrass yourself?"

Then Zhou Yichun's bright eyes gently brushed Gong Yueyue's frown, and he Yue said, "if it's not because of him, maybe you still have someone else's shadow in your heart."

Facing Zhou Yichun's gentle eyes, Gong Yueyue's deep thoughts were slowly awakened. He lowered his eyelashes, and a faint taste of Borneol on his clothes rushed to the tip of his nose. He said leisurely: "forgetting the past is not a blasphemy of love?"

Zhou Yichun smiled and shook his head, stretched out his thin snow-white fingertips, quietly pointed to his heart, looked at Gong Yueyue, and whispered, "this heart is the direction you should go. Love, what is love? Love is a feeling. You can't see or touch it. When it has no feeling, why force yourself to abide by the so-called oath? In my opinion, lies are the desecration of love! "

"Whether Zhao Changyuan deserves love or not can only be felt by yourself. After all, I'm an outsider. What I just said is also the words of a family. It's getting late. I should go back. "

With these words, Zhou Yichun turned around lightly with a faint smile and walked slowly through a vein of grass. Her light cherry red skirt gently brushed the fine green grass, like a smart fish tail swinging in the blue wave.

Gong Yueyue's soft palm caresses the delicate plum branches on the brass stove in his hand. A plum blossom blooms quietly in the winding lines of his palm.

With his eyelashes down, Gong Yueyue stared silently at the simple and small Ocarina in front of his chest, and his eyes deeply showed a vague regret.

Walking slowly along a bend of Xiling bridge, Gong Yueyue's thin figure quietly spreads a long lost warmth. Along the way to the door of the printing society, Fang wanted to find Po Li. With one eye, Po Li's body entered Gong Yue's clear eyes.

Just wanted to gently call Po Li's name, but suddenly stopped, Gong Yueyue's lips gently filled with a bright smile.

In the corridor at that end, a man in green shirt who looked like a scholar at that time happily buried his head with Po Li and looked at the gold and stones stacked on the bookcase.

The cold wind in the deep winter swayed and blew through poli's thick black hair, but at the moment, she seemed not to care, and a soft smile opened on her beautiful face. In addition, her deep brown pupils also showed an expression that Gong Yueyue had never seen in her eyes.

The waiting officer carefully walked to Gong Yueyue, who looked lost, and said respectfully, "it's cold today, Princess four. Why don't we go back?"

Gong Yueyue nodded foolishly, and the inner official even walked forward. Gong Yueyue just regained his consciousness at this time and quickly drank him: "don't go forward!"

The internal officer didn't know what he had done wrong. He was so frightened that he quickly turned back and said in a hurry: "I was assigned to work in the lonely mountain just after I entered the palace. I don't understand the rules. Don't punish me, Princess four!"

Looking at his cautious appearance, Gong Yueyue couldn't help laughing because he said with a smile, "who said I'd punish you, I just won't let you disturb Miss poli."

With that, Gong Yueyue looked deeply at the double shadow with a smile in her eyes, and then quickly took back her eyes and said softly, "let's go. When I return to Gushan palace, you'll send someone to drive a chariot to pick up Miss poli back. Do you understand?"

The cool and thin sun was finally going to set in the West. Seeing a red sunset slowly fading but warm bright colors, Zhao Changyuan couldn't help sighing.

Suddenly, he felt a warm warmth creeping over his shoulder. Zhao Changyuan was surprised and looked back. Gong Yueyue's gentle smile caught his eyes.

Then he looked down at his shoulder and saw Gong Yueyue's soft white hand closing a dark cyan cluster cloak to his body. A warm current could not help but flow in his heart.

The generous big hand quietly covered Gong Yueyue's hand. A thin layer of cloud appeared in her deep eyes. She put her hand on her lips and said with pity: "why don't you use the hand stove I gave you? It's so cold."

Staring at Zhao Changyuan's pure anxious look as a child, Gong Yueyue only felt a strong sour and astringent at the tip of his nose. He couldn't help lowering his eyelashes and whispered, "when I went to Xiling in the afternoon, I took it with me. I like the plum blossom and your heart more."

He put his hand around Gong Yueyue's small shoulder and painfully put her in his arms. Zhao Changyuan bowed his head and kissed Gong Yueyue's thick sideburns, greedily sniffed her dark hair with a faint smell of flowers, and whispered, "I don't want you to leave me. I want to hold you all my life and see every grand scene in spring, summer, autumn and winter in Lin'an City. I want to be a real husband and wife with you. "

This kind of tender words made Gong Yueyue's tears faint. He couldn't help turning back and going deep into Zhao Changyuan's warm embrace, rubbing his white cheeks against Zhao Changyuan's solid chest.

After a long time, Gong Yueyue said to Youjing, "I've never heard new people laugh, but I remember old people cry. Maybe one day, you will forget me when you meet another woman as delicate as a flower. "

Suddenly, Gong Yueyue only felt that all the warmth accumulated in front of him pulled away, and then raised his eyes. Zhao Changyuan's dark eyes stared at her solemnly, with such a hot look, as if he wanted to see into her soul.

With a slight sigh, Zhao Changyuan raised his face and hugged Gong Yueyue tightly with both arms. It was so tight and tight that he wanted to rub her into his own blood, "if I fail you, I will be poisoned and die, and the afterlife will not be stable!"

The bright glazed palace lamp showed a yellow light. The light shone on Zhao Hongji's face. There was an indescribable taste of ghosts.

Wang leshang fondled his warm cheek, tucked in the thick quilt for him, patted his thick back, and said softly, "Hongji, darling, we're not afraid. We're in the east palace! You are the prince and will be the emperor in the future. What are you afraid of? "

Zhao Hongji still looked frightened and put his arms around Wang leshang's waist quietly. For a moment, Wang leshang could feel his head tossing restlessly in his arms.

He suddenly stared into Wang leshang's quiet eyes and said in a trembling voice, "I don't want to be a prince. If I become a prince, my brothers will be divided with me. I don't want to be a prince, empress mother!"

This sentence suddenly broke Wang leshang's inner peace for a long time. Staring at Zhao Hongji's slightly strange eyes, Wang leshang clearly found a few traces of childlike purity. He couldn't help stroking his face and whispered, "Hongji, we don't do it."