His hand gently rubbed my waist, "if you had my child, chuxue, what would you do?"

I opened my mouth and couldn't say a word.

"It's impossible," I said firmly, looking at him bitterly. "You go away."

He smiled bitterly, "I'm a little glad, chuxue, you're my first woman."

I felt uncomfortable with my toes. I got up. I leaned back and hid from his hand.

He rubbed forcefully on the acupoints: "chuxue, I like you. Why, you're not fair at all?"

"You've said everything you're going to do tonight, haven't you?" I stared at him.

He nodded: "this March, I will go to the border to rectify."

The despairing eyes looked at him again.

He smiled, "chuxue, aren't you willing?"

How can I find out now that he is also a very hateful person, which makes me lose my self-discipline.

It seems that if there is tonight, there will be no future.

I stopped my head and said, "it's hot."

"I like you so much. You're naughty and cute. Unfortunately..." he touched my face with one hand. "You can do a lot for him. Can you do it for me..."

"You are less than him. I looked at him coldly.

The wound flowing through the eyes, such as the disappearance of light, can't stop the gloom.

I like to look at his eyes most. I'm so moved. When I see his eyes, I don't know if I don't feel excited.

Deliberately, he pressed this heart at the bottom of his heart.

I will leave tomorrow and never have the chance to meet again. Therefore, hate is also a way to remember.

Does his seventh Prince really think I can hate it?

He smiled bitterly and nodded on my shoulder: "don't mention him again."

I was silent, but my heart was sour. I couldn't afford him.

"Chuxue, if you don't hate me, you don't even have a recent touch of heart. You don't understand love, so you will be troubled, so you escape."

"You understand very well. Do you have fun?"

"I don't understand," he turned back and rubbed my back.

Through his clothes, I can still feel his hands so strong, love.

The fire was getting hotter and hotter, and my face was sweating.

He wiped it off, added some charcoal and put some herbs.

I don't know how these torments can end. I don't struggle completely. I just wait for time to pass.

"Chuxue, do you want to take off your clothes?" he said softly.

"You dare." I glared at him. It was an inch.

He shook his head. "You forgot."

"Don't mention it again." why, everyone has to mention that to me.

He smiled: "that will be my sweetest and most memorable thing."

I flushed with anger and splashed water on his face.

He didn't dodge, his face was embarrassed, wiped it, looked at my red face, and suddenly hugged me: "Ni chuxue, why am I late."

The voice is so low and sad.

I was also sad. It was too late. It was not him I met.

"It's not too late, it won't be you. You're a royal man, and you won't be you all your life."

He smiled with more pity in his eyes.

I don't understand: "what are you laughing at?"

"Chuxue, I hope you can be happier. I have no choice but to leave you." he said so indistinctly.

"What do you mean?" I don't understand.

"Later, you will understand. Don't trust the prince too much. He will take advantage of you."

I smiled: "I'm just a maid in waiting. What can I use? Don't slander him here. He's not like you. He treats me as a friend, not like you..."

He said through the vicissitudes of life, "unlike me, what? Unlike me, I like you, don't I? Don't I put you in my heart? You're too naive. Some things are true and some things are false."

"What about your self-discipline? What about your duty?" I reminded coldly.

"If I met you, is there anything else?" he laughed at himself.

The love of the seventh Prince is so heavy that I find that I don't like it very much.

Because he always disturbed my heart.

He touched my chest room with one hand, and I was startled. Both sides held his hands to pull open. Their eyes stared at him defensively: "what are you opening?"

"So fierce." he smiled. "There's a acupoint."

I blushed. Seeing his smiling face, I felt very hateful. I shouted low, "you, close your eyes and don't look."

He obediently closed his eyes. I trembled and deliberately asked myself not to feel it.

But it was very difficult. His face was slightly red and panting.

I slapped the water hard and splashed it on his face, but he suddenly opened his beautiful eyes and bit my lips again.

Instead of kissing deeply, I bit and sucked my wound. The pain made me breathe and bite him hard.

He was not angry and his lips trembled. I raised my eyes and looked at his eyes, but they were wet.

Is he sad? I hit him hard on the forehead.

He held me tighter and tighter, a wet thing that slid from his chin to my forehead.

"Chuxue, you should be happy," he said quietly.

I looked at the sky, slightly white, the whole person was also light, and a disgusting smell came up to my throat.

He vomited out of the wooden basin quickly. The smell was very bad. Black blood vomited out.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "well, chuxue, I'm going."

He went to the door. I fell down by the basin, looked at him and whispered, "take care."

He looked back and smiled brightly, as charming as pearly treasure color and water light overflow.

"With your words, I will take care." he smiled.

But I cried and leaned powerlessly there, my heart aching and crying.

The maid came in and brought me clean water to wash away the dirt.

After a night of making trouble, I was bleeding and devoid of steaming medicine bath. As soon as I got into bed, I fell asleep.

In my dream, I saw Shangguan Yu and the seven princes. They were standing at the two ends of the bridge and I was standing in the middle.

Shangguan Yu waved to me. The seventh Prince just looked at me, but I didn't know where to go.

I sighed and jumped off the bridge.

When I woke up, the sun was already rising. It felt like the whole person had taken away the bones.

The white dog was on the side of my bed, sticking out his tongue and gently licking my face.

I was startled, sat up and looked at in surprise: "Yuanyuan, why are you here?"

Oh, I'm so stupid. How can it talk? It must have been sent by the seventh prince.

He said he was leaving. Are you leaving? I suddenly felt flustered and my heart was empty.

Qu'er came in and said with a smile, "sister chuxue woke up. You've been sleeping all day and night. Just now painter Lin came to see you. You didn't wake up and went to the painting palace again."

I slept so long that I felt such pain on my right wrist. Wrapped in snow-white gauze and red blood.

It hurts. It reminds me of what happened.

"Qu'er, is there anything wrong in the palace?" I looked carefully.

She thought for a moment and said, "there's nothing wrong. Master Lin asked you to rest a few more days. The seventh prince said that if you feel unwell, you can announce the royal doctor at any time."

That's not what I want to hear. I can't help it: "where's the seventh prince?"

"The seventh Prince is going to the border today. I heard it's very chaotic there. I don't know why. He still wants to go."

I quickly put on my shoes and ran out without even getting dressed.

Dizzy, I'm afraid it's too late to take a fancy to him.

I want to see him so much, even if it is far away, I will no longer escape my heart.

This farewell, perhaps, is never to meet. I'll never see you again.

There are many royal guards. I can't see his shadow. Moreover, it's strange for me to dress like this.

I ran to the pavilion on one side, panting for him.

Among thousands of people, you can see him at a glance. He is wearing a black uniform and riding on a horse. He is so powerful and noble, like a God. No one will ignore him. He is only 22 years old and has the spirit of a king.

He is too dazzling and domineering. He is calm, he is decisive, he is cold and fierce, and can stand out among many Prince pools.

I wanted to call him, but I choked in my throat.

He seemed to look back. Finally, he saw me and he stopped.

Unable to see the expressions on each other's faces, I raised my hand, raised my fist at him and smiled gently.

Not a challenge, not what? It is a kind of encouragement and refueling.

He waved, turned around, and slowly walked out of the palace with his men and horses out of my sight.

Powerlessly leaning against the column, I smiled. The seven princes, in this way, don't pester me or entangle my heart? Moved heartstrings, how to return.

I don't give up Shangguan, but I can't stop my heart. What am I? Amorous or selfish.

In fact, he doesn't have to leave. I will never believe that he left because of these things.

I'd rather have him in the palace than see him. I wouldn't feel so heartache.

When I left, I knew that I was very empty.

I'm not a person who wants to escape forever. I'm just not ready, and he is not a person who gives up easily.

Among the reasons, he was reluctant to say.

The pity in his eyes, he said, I want to be happy forever.

Because I talked about his prince, but he pitied me. What does it mean? He won't tell me. He's really hated. I really hate him. Lou poxie should be tenacious and give me back my happiness.

I still can't hate it. I shook my head and sighed gently.

Even if he did it, in order to get close to me and hate him for me, I still can't hate it.

Without the soul, he returned to the small pavilion.

Yuanyuan whispered to me. I held it and buried my face under its hair.

Gently said, "your master must not know. I like him too."

That's funny. I said that when I left.

Ni chuxue is a coward. I admit it.

Go away, don't entangle, don't be sad, isn't it better?

Yelv Chong always wanted to buy him off, but he finally went to the battlefield to fight against Liao. How exciting.

With him at the border, it may be improved.