Uncle, this palace is not going to sleep tonight

Chapter 176

Liu Qingyun walked into the pavilion, thinking that he would really "throw a banquet", but unexpectedly it was just five side dishes, three pots of sake, and two cups.

Smiling slightly, she felt as if she had returned to half a year ago... The admiration of that night has gradually gone away with the wind and flowers.

Standing beside him, looking from a distance, she saw countless lotus flowers. A little further away, there were pavilions and pavilions of the Prince's Mansion. If she was a little further away... a corner of the imperial city could be vaguely seen.But when she drew her eyes closer, she could see the man beside her - Chu Ziyan.

Chu Ziyan didn't seem to notice her, still staring at the distance, and she didn't notice him, still staring at him in front of her.

One quarter of an hour……

Two quarters of an hour...

half an hour...

an hour...

Silently, time flies by at the fingertips, the afterglow of the setting sun completely dissipates, the crescent moon is like a hook, behind the willow branches, the time of night begins lightly.

"Tired?" A slightly indifferent voice came from Chu Ziyan's mouth.

He didn't look back at her, as if his words had come out of his mouth, and it seemed that he hadn't said them at all.

Liu Qingyun shook her head and smiled meaningfully, "No matter how tired I am, it's almost over. Although it's a pity, I tried my best, but I didn't get what I wanted. What does this mean...Probably, there are some things that the process is really difficult to achieve. No matter how tired and bitter it is, it is so useless, because in the end, there is nothing.”

After she finished speaking, there was another silence.

Entering the water at the first night, the red lantern on the corner of the eaves shone a soft red light, Chu Ziyan's beautiful side face seemed not so pale anymore, and the corners of the eyes and brows were also soft.

"I didn't want to hurt you."

"I know."

"Father, it's almost time to die."

"I know."

"Eight Emperor Brother, I went to Jiangnan this morning."

"……Okay, I get it now."

"Meier..."

"Ok?"

"Are you afraid of death?"

"Very scared, very scared, what I fear most in this world is death."

"Really..." Chu Ziyan finally withdrew his gaze from a distance, turned his head, and looked deeply at her, "I'm sorry."

"Why do you say that?" She whispered softly, meeting his eyes.

"I can't give you the happiness you want. I can't give you the peace you want. I can't give you the love you want, the love you want. Even now, I can't even give you the chance to live." Chu Ziyan was full of apology, and said in a voice as soft as the warm water of a hot spring: "I am not a successful prince, nor a dutiful husband. I used to hurt you so selfishly, now, Meier, you hate me ?"

"hatred?"

She shook her head and smiled lightly, "I don't hate you. I never hate you."

I used to love you, so I was sad, but now my love for you has faded, so I am no longer sad.Without sadness, where is the resentment...

(End of this chapter)