With a slight movement in her heart, she suddenly stepped forward, approached him from behind and held him with both hands.

"I'm sorry..." There are many words in my heart, but only these three simple words are spoken.

She felt very guilty in her heart, but there are some things that can not be made up by simple guilt.

Zhan Ye was stunned for a while, his eyelashes trembled, and his dark eyes seemed to be slightly red.

Hang your hands on your side and slowly clench them into fists.

Repressed feelings lingered in his heart for several times, and he pushed them down with his strength, and sprang out uneasily.

He tried his best to suppress it, which made his body tremble slightly.

He was raised to be the king of a country. His words and deeds, emotions and joys, can't be expressed in his face and can't be seen.

Intense feelings, can only be pressed in the heart, a tiny leak, may affect the overall situation.

The father said, he is not ordinary people, can not have the feelings of ordinary people, he listened, and firmly in mind, never exceeded half.

But now, that repressed feelings, but let him feel as deep as hell.

If he is not the prince of the south wing country, or the future monarch whom the people place great hopes on, he may give up everything for her.

Zhan Ye's pale lips trembled silently, and the smile of self mockery on the corner of his mouth was bitter and hard.

"I can't be with her, so Can you ask her to take good care of yourself? "

Moon night's forehead against his back, forced to nod.

Footsteps sounded from the end of the cloister, and the wind with tea raised its head.

Falling flowers, that scene just fell into the eyes.

Purplish eyes, some unnaturally dim for a while, the footsteps stop, breathing stay in the chest, some suffocate.

He understands the character of the moon night, she has always been so free and easy, informal.

It's common for them to hook up with asarajik, drink and laugh. Those people will be overwhelmed by her charm and won't care about any etiquette constraints. Just be happy.

However, when he saw the sad expression on her side face holding zhanye, he felt a pang in his heart.

Although he knew that hug didn't mean anything, he didn't want her to show that expression.

Just slightly Zheng for a while, the wind even wings will put aside so miscellaneous thoughts, walk again, the expression is plain, the smile is elegant.

At the sound of footsteps, zhanye pulled her hand away from her waist and abdomen, then stepped forward a little bit, and drew away some distance from her, then took a deep breath in the face of the pear blossom.

The light pear blossom fragrance fills the nose instantly, which makes his excited mood calm down slowly.

After all, he is a person who has been used to forbearance since childhood, but for a moment, his expression has returned to normal coldness and calm.

Feng Lianyi came with tea and placed it on the stone table under the flower tree. He asked them to come and sit down.

Three people are very calm, talking and laughing, the atmosphere is very harmonious.

"When I just came in, I heard Prince zhanye say something about Princess Beiyue. What's the matter?" Holding the teacup, I took a sip slowly and asked with a smile on the moonlit night.

She has always been very interested in the princess of Beiyue. She often sends aliya to the princess Chang's mansion to have a look. Xiao Ling, who dared to be unbridled before, let her repair it without leaving any trace.

It's said that Xiao Ling doesn't dare to be the eldest daughter of the princess Chang's mansion often now. He has made a lot of peace. Even if he goes to the mansion, he is respectful to the princess of Beiyue.