Between the vast sea of ​​clouds

Qingping's mind went blank, he opened his mouth in vain, and looked down at Wu Ying, feeling that he couldn't explain clearly.

What should she say?Blankly looking at the direction where Chu Jun was standing, all the sounds around her gradually faded away, and the sound of the soles of the shoes stepping on the sand was especially clear. Chu Jun walked over slowly. She was wearing a thick and complicated crimson dress, outlined by gold lines. The Suzaku pattern on her head shone like golden spots of light falling on her robe.

She tilted her head, Qingping couldn't see her eyes, her heart was beating like a drum, as if it matched her footsteps, every step was like stepping on the end of her heartbeat, Qingping heard her voice as if it came from a distant place: "What is this doing? Huh?"

Qingping supported Wu Ying and said: "She is drunk, I will help her go back."

Chu Jun didn't speak, Qingping thought she would teach him a lesson again, but it didn't.After a while, Chu Jun broke the silence and said, "It's too late, let's go, I'll see you off."

It was a little different from what was expected, Qingping was a little apprehensive, and walked behind her.In the middle of the night, the dew was thick, and a thin layer of mist formed. Chu Jun's body seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his whole body exuded a cold breath. Only then did Qingping think of a question belatedly. I don't know what she was just now. When the time came, where exactly did it start to sound.

They walked into the carriage slowly, and Liu Zhen saluted with a lantern: "Your Highness."

Chu Jun didn't turn his head and said: "You take the people in Qingping's hands to the carriage behind, Qingping, come with me."

Liu Zhen helped Wu Ying, saw Qingping's face was ugly, just wanted to comfort her, but Chu Jun said: "What are you dawdling about, come here."

Qingping had no choice but to follow, feeling like a student waiting for training.Liu Zhen asked for instructions: "Your Highness, where is this lady going to be sent?"

Chu Jun didn't speak, Qingping quickly replied: "Just send it to the Hezhou Guild Hall."

Liu Zhen nodded, and made a gesture of taking care, Qingping forced a smile, feeling that his heart was hanging, and he still couldn't reach the bottom.

The two got into the carriage, and Qingping sat under her, the same as before.Chu Jun got into the car and began to close his eyes to rest his mind. Qingping looked at her carefully, and found that there was a strong look of exhaustion between her brows, and her eye sockets were a little blue, probably caused by overthinking.

She couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, maybe she wanted to care about her?But caring words are always hard to say, Qingping looked at the lines on his palm silently, Chu Jun closed his eyes and said: "You pleaded for her last time, this time you are blocking wine for her?"

There seems to be no connection between the two. Qingping didn't know what she was thinking, so he had to explain, saying that he actually came with a friend and just met Wu Ying by accident, but Chu Jun said: "Beauty You have no blessing to accept your kindness, but you have never left behind your acquaintances and friends."

Qingping only felt that her tone of voice was very strange, and immediately said: "The former is not my intention, and the latter is my intention."

Chu Jun shook his head: "Is this still called Wuxin? Then I really don't know what it means to be caring. There are very few people who do this for their friends. Li Qingping, do you—"

She slowly opened her eyes and looked directly at her, as if she wanted to look into her heart: "Do you like her?"

Hearing the words, Qing Ping could hardly believe what he had heard, and was dazed for a while, thinking that she must have heard the conversation between himself and Wu Ying before saying that, so he smiled wryly and shook his head: "No, did your Highness hear something wrong? ?”

I thought it would take some more words to clarify the relationship, but I heard Chu Jun say lightly: "That's good, if you want to go up, you have to understand that some things are wrong, and they will never become That's right. You should take care of yourself and don't get confused."

Her tone was very light, but it was like a sledgehammer hitting Qingping's heart, she suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, she couldn't say a word, she just bowed her head in response.

This situation fell into Chu Jun's eyes, which naturally meant dissatisfaction. She squeezed a piece of sleeve and rubbed her forehead helplessly. The spirit evaded the past.It's just that this wine has a lot of stamina, and people who drink too much will become a little confused.She raised her brows, and wanted to say something when she saw Qingping like this, but was blown by the night wind, she suddenly became sober, and she couldn't say anything.

The carriage stopped, and Qingping knew it was here.She whispered: "Your Highness, then I will take my leave."

Chu Jun nodded, looked at her back with some confusion, and suddenly realized that Qingping seemed to be no longer the child who only reached his shoulders at the beginning. Thinking about it, he always cared too much about her and cared too much, maybe not. That's how it should be.

What should it be, what is this friendship, she has a vague guess in her heart, maybe because of the complicated things tonight, she sighed wearily, and fell asleep on the side.

In the dream, it was the old study room of Prince Chenliu's mansion. The path leading to the yard was covered by snow, the surrounding was silent, and the snow shone slightly under the moonlight. She seemed to be that little child again, trekking hard in the deep snow Forward.

Walking like this, she finally came to the door of the study. There was light in the study, as if someone was there. She knocked on the door, but it was unlocked, and she walked in.

The courtyard seemed to have just been cleaned, with snow piled up in a corner. She felt that this scene was a bit familiar, but she still couldn't remember where she had seen it.There was a crack in the door of the study room, and warm lights came out from inside. She saw a small round stool by the steps, as if someone had moved it here, and she felt a little strange. Which servant was so presumptuous to disturb her study room? old things?

She pushed the door open and entered. The study room was warm and tidy. It was still the same as before. There were pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk, and a gold-plated incense burner. There were several rows of bookshelves on one side, but there was no one there.

She felt strange, and walked along the bookshelf, but heard a sound.

Like the sound of pages turning.

Could someone be reading in her study?She felt very absurd for a moment, and searched among the bookshelves, and finally found a person behind the shelf near the window.

The man was holding the book and reading very intently, as if he didn't know the owner was here, he was still watching with relish.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

The young woman did not speak, slowly closed the book, and slowly raised her head.

The moment she touched the man's gaze, she felt her heart beat violently. The man turned around and left. She immediately chased after her, grabbed her wrist and said, "Don't go!"

She didn't know why she did such a disrespectful thing, but she still held the man's wrist tightly. The skin under her hand was warm and delicate, but it was very thin, and she could touch the raised wrist bone.She was startled when she grasped it as soon as she grasped it. She lowered her head to look, only to find that she seemed to have... grown up.

Yes, she grew up, time fell on her and passed in the blink of an eye, she looked at her black royal clothes, and suddenly remembered who she was.

The person in front of her turned around, her light-colored eyes seemed to be filled with pearls of light. Before she could react, she had already grabbed the person's hand and dragged her over. The woman leaned against her chest, and she circled her In arms, it was an attachment position, like they were supposed to be so close.

She still held her wrist tightly, that hand was like white jade, with five fingers slightly spread, and a little pink on the fingertips, like a lotus flower in the hands of a god.As if bewitched, she lowered her head and kissed the fingertips.

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

Chu Jun opened his eyes, and Liu Zhen was kneeling in front of her, asking with concern.Her chest was heaving and unsteady, her head was covered with sweat, she covered her eyes with her hands and said, "It's nothing."

It was the first time Liu Zhen saw her like this. Just now she saw off the drunken girl and sent her to the Hezhou Guild Hall.After she came back, she called Chu Jun several times outside the carriage, but no one answered, so she decided to get into the carriage on her own, unexpectedly her highness seemed to be in a nightmare.

Liu Zhen handed over the handkerchief and said, "Your Highness, would you like some tea?"

Chu Jun waved his hand, only felt the hot tide in his lower abdomen, opened the car curtain, and let the wind blow for a while before it gradually dissipated. Of course, she understood what was going on. After the irritability passed, the drunkenness dissipated, and the thought in her heart gradually became clear , I went through all the things in the dream in my heart, and I was even more sure.

Chu Jun lowered his eyes and said, "Has the roster of Chenghui Mansion been submitted?"

Liu Zhen was slightly taken aback, not understanding how she mentioned this, and said, "Yes, it's already on your desk."

Chu Jun knocked on the eaves of the window, looking at the vast night outside the window, slightly lost in thought.

Liu Zhen was waiting for her next instruction, but she didn't hear Chu Jun's words, and saw her looking out the window, as if she was in deep thought, and then smiled suddenly.

Chu Jun stretched out his hand and brushed the tassels hanging from his shoulders, put down the curtain, turned to Liu Zhen and said, "Let's go."

Liu Zhen suddenly felt that she had a different feeling today. As for what changed, she couldn't tell, but she just felt intuitively that His Highness seemed to have made some important decision.

The author has something to say: I saw the news about the woman in Bibei who committed suicide by jumping off a building, and felt that it was too much to have a baby...

So, although our article is about a woman, can we avoid writing it? (Although it was a boy, I still feel so painful!)

Watching the progress, something is about to happen soon.Either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.Smile, you know.