Zhao Changyuan's memory, which had been silent for a long time, also woke up with Gong Yueyue's soft words. His gentle voice surrounded Gong Yueyue's ears: "the empress mother must ask me to marry Princess Fugu of North Qin and hold you at the end of Xihua satin, but all I think in my heart is hang Wei."

Gong Yueyue giggled, and the little plum red in the jade and white clothes floated in the dark night with the night wind, whispering, "I never thought I would fall in love with you. However, in the days when Gushan is facing you day and night, I am surprised to find that I have already unknowingly fallen in love with you. "

Touching Gong Yueyue's clear long black eyes, Zhao Changyuan's heart lake was immediately stirred up by the falling stones. He couldn't help taking a step forward and breaking the tranquility of the moonlight.

Quietly reached out to caress Gong Yueyue's white cheek, and a little clear tears slid down her face into Zhao Changyuan's palm. Gong Yueyue's thin shoulders vibrated slightly, and the tears from his eyes ran across Gong Yueyue's long wonderful eyes, choking the tone: "Changyuan, why can't we get happiness?"

The crystal clear tears, like the clear dew between the summer lotus green leaves in the morning, wet her round of fine crow colored eyelashes. Looking at Zhao Changyuan with sad face in front of her, Gong Yueyue's stagnant tears couldn't stop falling and whispered, "why do we love so hard, but we still have to be separated in the end?"

This sentence jumped in Zhao Changyuan's painful heart. Suddenly, he stretched out his arms and hugged the tearful Gong Yueyue tightly, saying in a painful voice: "no! We won't be separated! Yue Yue, we will not be separated! "

Smelling the faint but shadow like smell of Borneol on his body, Gong Yueyue quickly and ruthlessly bit Zhao Changyuan's shoulder, his hands could not help but surround his waist, and the painful and low cry echoed in Zhao Changyuan's ears.

Caressing her back lovingly, Zhao Changyuan whispered, "Yue Yue, forget everything in the past and let's start over."

Lying in Zhao Changyuan's arms, Gong Yueyue suddenly stopped his uncontrollable tears and sobbed, "the posture of Pu Liu is the color of Chinese people. It's really a blessing for my concubine to trust you in this life."

Quietly and leisurely pulled out of his warm arms, Gong Yueyue looked deeply at Zhao Changyuan. Yu Bai's fingers gently stroked his thick sword eyebrows, crossed his deep eye sockets, high bridge of nose, and finally stayed on his lips.

Wipe away the tears on his cheeks, Gong Yueyue burst into a spring smile and light Judo: "Changyuan, I love you."

After that, she stood on tiptoe and climbed up Zhao Changyuan's shoulder. Her thin red lips immediately attached his lips. The warm lips were like newly opened flowers, wrapped around Zhao Changyuan's memory until it left. His heart suddenly felt a sense of loss.

Reach out to hug her again and feel the crisp fragrance of the intersection of lips and teeth, but Gong Yueyue doesn't turn around lightly. Lotus walked slowly to the depths of white yarn, watching her figure farther and farther away.

Just wanted to call her, but unexpectedly, Gong Yueyue turned back to her head. The strong smile on her face was like the summer sun, melting all the ice marks in Zhao Changyuan's heart, and said softly, "Changyuan, smile. And remember my smile. "

Staring at Gong Yueyue's intoxicating smile, Zhao Changyuan's deep stars twinkled with a pleasant light, and a thick smile came up on his lips. He said happily, "Yueyue, you forgive me, don't you?"

Gong Yueyue's smile was still strong, but her gentle eyes lingered on Zhao Changyuan's face and pondered for a long time. She gently nodded and said, "I have forgiven you for a long time, Changyuan, promise me to be good to the sound."

When Zhao Changyuan woke up from his sweet joy, Gong Yueyue's elegant figure had long gone. In the dark night, wisps of thin white yarn still danced with the breeze and danced in Zhao Changyuan's happy eyes.

The autumn wind blows the yellowish leaves on the island in the middle of the lake. Looking at the autumn leaves falling lightly from the high tree tops, Gong Yueyue has a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

Staring at her beautiful side face, Wang leshang smiled and said, "it's autumn again. I remember it was autumn when you married to Nanyue."

Hearing her sudden words, Gong Yueyue also had a clear smile on his lips and said faintly, "yes, it's been so many years in the twinkling of an eye."

Touching her thin shoulder, Wang leshang said painfully, "you are thin again. Yueyue, don't be angry with Wu lining anymore. She is your husband's mother. Offending her is just embarrassing herself. "

Gong Yueyue gently turned his head and looked at the white Xianjing face of Wang leshang porcelain. He said softly, "from then on, she won't see the queen who doesn't please her."

Gently patted the back of Gong Yueyue's hand. Wang leshang said strangely, "what nonsense do you say, you can't see, so don't be so open-minded."

Don't turn around. Gong Yueyue gently held Wang leshang's hands and said softly, "good sister, don't suffer yourself. With Hongyi by your side, you should live well. I believe you and Hongyi will be happy."

Just as he was talking, Hongyi ran down the steps quickly, twisted a strand of sugar and entangled Gong Yueyue. He whispered, "madam, you haven't come to see me for a long time. Hongyi misses you so much."

Gently squatting down, Gong Yueyue stared at Hongyi's jade white face, but there was a dense fog in his eyes. He said softly, "Hongyi, promise your mother that you should listen to her and be filial to her when you grow up and make her happy, okay?"

Hongyi gently stroked Gong Yueyue's white cheek with his smooth little hand and obediently nodded: "well, Hongyi will remember what his mother said. Your mother won't cry."

Gong Yueyue's lips rippled with a pleasant smile and held back the increasingly strong tears in her eyes. Suddenly, she raised her hand and took down the ancient and simple Ocarina worn on her chest, gently hung it on Hongyi's neck and gently said, "Hongyi, your mother will give you this Ocarina. When you see it, you will think of your mother."

Hongyi happily picked up the ancient and simple ocarina, excitedly placed it in the air, looked at it carefully, and said cheerfully, "Hongyi likes what his mother gave Hongyi!"

The bamboo forest is full of Phoenix tails, but there is no confidant in Chengxin hall. Gong Yueyue left and walked in the increasingly cold early autumn of Lin'an City. Just as she came here, she was also full of Guizi and fragrant lake water.

After all, dada's horse hooves passed through several deep palaces and stepped on the way back to Chang'an.

"Girl, why don't we go back to Luoyang? That's where you grew up. Don't you miss it? " Looking at the black steed drinking the clear lake water in the distance, Qin e asked puzzled questions.

The elegant long hair rippled on Gong Yueyue's soft waist, and the silver bell like clear voice sounded leisurely: "as soon as I leave, South Vietnam will send envoys to Luoyang, so I will be sent back to Lin'an immediately. Therefore, we can't go to Luoyang, but to Chang'an! "