He was also young and frivolous, high-spirited, and he also loved and cherished in his heart.
Then only an empty, cold heart remained!
He didn't know who to blame, he dreamed back at midnight every night, his hands and feet were cold and his heart ached unbearably, and he always remembered the appearance of the girl holding his hand to his lips and blowing hot air in the winter.
Thinking about smiling, my eyes will be hot, and my heart will also be warm, and I feel that the cold sky like Hancheng does not seem to be so cold, because there is warmth in my heart.
He never thought of killing Qin Xuanji, he never thought that he wanted her to live a long time, and her life would be safe and smooth, and she would be carefree.
But what could he do?
The hatred between the Shen family and the Qin family is not something that he can shake alone, those deep hatreds in the sea of blood, after all, someone has to pay the price to repay the pain of the Shen family back then.
Qin Heng's death is inevitable, this is what he owes to the Shen family.
No one can owe others a sea of blood and hatred, but they can enjoy all the glory and wealth with peace of mind, without the slightest guilt and shame, how can such a vicious person survive in this world?
However, the mistake is that he is Qin Xuanji's father.
A bad fate!
In that long silence and silence, Mei Shisan always held the Ling Bell and rubbed it very preciously, as if she felt that Ling Bell was not in a hurry enough.
In fact, it was difficult for him to calm down in his heart, so he wiped it again and again, as if he could iron his heart, and there was no regeneration.
"You have her in your heart, but this love is going to die after all!"
As soon as his words fell, the figure in front of him suddenly flashed, only to hear the door be quickly pushed open, and then the figure disappeared into the dark storm.
The door was left unclosed, and it was blown from side to side by the wind, making a loud noise.
In the study, the storm drowned out Mei Thirteen's long sigh.
In this world, amorous people always have no way back!
Chongmenhuan was awakened by the sound of wind and rain, and only one oil lamp was lit in the hall, and the layers of veils were separated, which seemed to be full of light and shadow.
In such weather, I am afraid that all the flowers in the yard have been blown off.
As if she was concerned, she lifted the quilt and got up, put on a cloak, and went to open the door of the temple, wanting to see the red on the ground in the courtyard.
When she was in Linglong Palace before, Yan Jiuming knew that she liked the scenery of red all over the ground, so she planted acacia trees in Linglong Palace, and every time there was such a stormy weather, the yard would be covered with a layer of red.
She likes to step on those falling reds and walk with him through every section of the Linglong Palace, so at that time, the palace people can often see the emperor walking quietly with the queen's hand.
It spread inside and outside the palace, and the love between her and Yan Jiuming was very much, and it spread a lot, and she herself was a little in a trance, surrounded by this voice of envy, and lost her initial judgment.
So much so that it created such a tragic ending.
If she finds out that he doesn't love her at all, she can leave, the so-called authorities are obsessed with bystanders, she is the person in the bureau, and she will never be able to see clearly.
As soon as the door of the temple was opened, the wind flew in with the torrential rain, she squinted, looked over, and was suddenly stunned by the scene outside the courtyard.
The wind lamps in the courtyard garden have been blown out by the storm, and only the lights under the eaves of the porch are left obliquely illuminated.