The prime minister is so charming

Between the ages of three and 15, at such a brilliant but hesitant age, if you could marry me, it would be great.She said that she was tempted by him at the time.

Yulu was stunned, I thought you didn't like me, you were always scolding me.

Yulu really liked the girl back then, and he always felt that it would take a long time. As long as the girl gradually fell in love with him, he could propose marriage.At that time, she left Beijing for a month, and went to her hometown to report that she wanted to marry a wife. The family was overjoyed and prepared to make arrangements, but when she returned to Beijing, she had already entered the palace.

Seeing her unhappy life, he wanted to make fake death medicine to help her get out of the palace, and then be with her, and she was thrown into limbo.

It's not always a good time to be on the cusp of the storm, so he wanted to wait a little longer, but this time, the girl has a sweetheart.

After giving birth to a child, seizing the throne, and when everything was stable, they had gone through a lot of vicissitudes, and she had already had a Wushan in her heart.

He never had time to say a word of his liking.

Looking back, things are different.

Yulu loves girls, and girls can't just love him.

Looking back at that year, what was wrong between them was nothing more than two years of misses.

During the two years from the thirteenth to the fifteenth, the girl fell in love with each other. As long as Yuluken takes a step forward, it will surely be like a flower and a beautiful family.But he just missed the best time, it was too late.

If he hadn't been afraid that she would be too sad to mention his relationship in Leng Gong, if he had put his hands on her shoulders then, her love would not have been the man who looked like the young master.

Now, after the vicissitudes of life, the queen mother is only surprised when she likes it, and then layers of sadness are dyed in her smile, just say a word, and you will comfort me.

She didn't believe it, he knew it was too late.

Then she mentioned her him with the vivid expression of a little girl, saying that he is good and bad, he is self-willed and considerate, and the happiness in his eyes is real.

She asked him how to continue to live because the memory is too short and the road ahead is too long.

He took a sip of wine and stuck his throat, not knowing what to say.

On the second day, the Empress Dowager died, and her jade body entered the imperial mausoleum. Yulu's hair turned gray overnight, and she aged instantly.

One thing of love, if you miss it, it will be forever.

When you were young, you said that we still have a lot of time, but in your life, you will meet many people. When you drift with the crowd, you will be tired and tired. With the right person along the way, you will gradually develop feelings and stay together.

In fact, as long as we were brave and trusted each other at the beginning, the future will be different.

A look we all look forward to.

Old man Gan took a sip of his wine and told another story.

Not as long as the first one, this one has a short story.

It is said that there is a pair of brothers and sisters who grew up together and are very close.Senior brother has thick eyebrows and big eyes, simple and honest temperament.The younger brother is thin and delicate, with red lips and white teeth, and a clever and arrogant personality.

The elder brother likes the younger brother, but feels that the emotions between men are not acceptable to the world, so he endures it and keeps a distance from the younger brother.

The junior brother likes the senior brother, and he has been obsessed with him for a long time, and the soft and hard tricks are useless. The senior brother who loves him the most is just a word, the love of a man is beyond heaven and earth.

Later, the teacher's school was in trouble, the senior brother was injured, and his life was dying. A genius doctor happened to pass by. The junior brother begged the divine doctor to save the senior brother, and he would not hesitate to sacrifice his life.

Seven days later, the senior brother woke up, but the junior brother was nowhere to be seen.

During the days of recovery, the senior brother thought about the goodness of the junior brother, and regretted that it was too late. After he recovered from his injury, he traveled all over the country, just to find news about the younger brother.

On the way, he met a sickly, skinny little Taoist priest with dark skin. He walked with him for a while.

On the way, he told the little Taoist priest about his favorite junior brother, saying that they cut bamboo to use as swords for playing, and accidentally rolled to the bottom of the mountain and fell into the water, and were beaten by the master.It is said that they sleep on their feet, and sleep in the same bed in winter to keep warm, and in summer they sleep together on the roof and count the stars.Said that when he went back down the mountain and saw the noodle seller, he would think this as if the younger brother wanted to buy it back, and the younger brother cooked a bowl of noodles by himself after making troubles, and smiled to please him to eat.

I didn't care about this happiness at the time, but when I think about it, it hurts like cutting flesh.

Now that his junior brother is not around, he misses him so much, wants to tell him that he likes him, that he wants to be together.

The little Taoist burst into tears when he heard this, and said, brother, you are so kind, you will definitely be able to find him.

A year later, the brother found the magic doctor who treated him and asked him where the brother was going.

The genius doctor was surprised and said, haven't you met before?

The senior brother was shocked that we had never seen him before. The genius doctor mentioned the little Taoist priest and said that he was the junior fellow student.But I died of illness a few days ago, and I can't see him now.

The younger brother hurt his body a lot in order to cure his illness. When he woke up, he lost his memory. The genius doctor promised not to mention his brother again.

That part of the road that I met and walked with the senior brother happened to be when the junior brother was learning the disguise technique, and he changed his face, so the senior brother couldn't recognize him.

Back then when they jumped under the bonfire, two people who loved each other, one was thinking about the junior in his memory but didn't know who was in front of him, and the other was facing the person he loved the most but forgot who he was.

A person who couldn't see the person in front of him said with deep eyes, I want to find him, tell him that I like him, and want to be with him.

One clapped his hands with heartless joy, saying brother, you will definitely find the person you love the most and stay together for the rest of your life.

The senior brother was silent for a long time after listening to the miracle doctor, and asked the senior brother if he knew who he was before he died.

The genius doctor said that after the medicine wears off, he can remember the past, but if he loses his memory for the past few years, he will forget everything.

When I was alive, I couldn't remember that I had loved someone deeply. Before I died, I didn't know that person had told him that I liked him, and I died in depression.

The white clouds are long, the blue sky is high and far away, the brother sat in front of a small grave with wine in his arms, weeping silently.

It's easy to say a word of liking, but that person can't hear it anymore.

"Everyone is like this. As for love, as long as you are braver, firmer, and trust each other, it can blossom and bear fruit, but people choose the worst ending."

After Old Man Gan finished speaking, he let out a long sigh.

After a long silence, he got up leisurely, looked at Mo Yixuan with a smile, "You young people are in good health, old man, I can't stand the trouble, let's go—" He threw a piece of pastry into his mouth, and he hummed Xiao Qu'er turned around and left.

Mo Yixuan looked at the moonlight floating in the teacup, put his hand on his forehead, frowned, and the fire in his eyes went out.

He never knew how to deal with emotional matters, and now it's even more...

Old man Gan could see that he was trapped by love, so he told those stories to encourage him.

He actually remembered Long Yan's goodness, all his good things.

He beat him in the palm of his hand, caring for him like a baby.

He would pester him in a rascally way, and would look into his eyes seriously, saying that Xiaoxuan, I will never become a concubine, and that I can do everything by myself, Xiaoxuan, don't be sad.

Those past events were beautiful and beautiful. Even though the winter was cold, he was still bathed in the spring breeze in March, accompanied by the glowing peach blossoms. It was as beautiful as a dream.

Before leaving the capital, Yi Shu asked him why he was leaving, but there was really no love left.

He replied that it was not that there was no love, but that he was disappointed.He likes him, as long as he tells the truth, no matter how hard it is, he is with him.He thought that the person he would be with for the rest of his life would be strong and brave, not scrupled about anything, not afraid of anything, going deeper and deeper.

All of them, they bear together.

Even if they are not together now, he feels faintly in his heart that Long Yan likes him and has him in his heart.

But after hearing old man Gan's story, he hesitated.

How many idiotic men and women in this world, no matter how affectionate they are, don't end well in the end?

He asked himself, if one day, Long Yan really likes someone else, and he sees them get married and have children, he really doesn't care?

No, he cared, cared a lot.

No matter how expressionless he is on his face, in his heart, he still misses that person.

Are they... going to miss it?

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75. Your world, I will guard it...

That night, Mo Yixuan tossed and turned, unable to sleep peacefully.

In fact, the old man Gan's story is nothing more than a sentence, no matter a man and a woman, or two men, in this world, all love may go through certain ups and downs.

If the two parties in love grasp it well and grasp it bravely, they will be a couple of gods and immortals. If they miss it, it may be an eternal regret.

Love matters, regardless of gender.

Do you want to miss it? After thousands of rivers and mountains, the two of you belong to each other, and when you meet again, you want to say "precious", or you want to hold on to the person in front of you and never let go.

After hearing Old Man Gan's words, Mo Yixuan began to reflect on whether he was more disappointed or hopeful when he left the capital.

Is it really disappointing to think that I will never see Long Yan again without any sense of loyalty, or I secretly hope that one day Long Yan will come to find him.

He has been passive in this love for so many years, should he take the initiative this time?

On the second day in Qingli, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.

Qin Ye was practicing, while little Bao'er applauded with bright red eyes and slapped his hands.

Seeing Mo Yixuan coming, Qin Ye stopped, and Xiao Baoer sat down obediently and had breakfast.

"You..." Qin Ye has a straight temper, and he still has a little hotness unique to young people. He respects Mo Yixuan, guesses why he is worried, and doesn't want to say too much to make people unhappy, especially because he is not very happy. Thinking of the heartless emperor.

Feeling like a broken can, Qin Ye scratched his head vigorously, leaned against the door, looked up at the sky, "Have you thought about it yet?"

Mo Yixuan glanced at him, then smiled lightly, "What do you think is better?"

"It's up to you." Qin Ye shook the handkerchief on his shoulders to wipe sweat, his voice was a little awkward, "If you want to go back, I will go with you... I haven't seen Xiao Hei for a long time... Of course, if I don't go back ...Better...If you can't figure something out, think about it more, and you will always figure it out." After speaking, he walked away awkwardly.

Mo Yixuan laughed,