In the overlap of light and shadow, she suddenly saw a figure standing in the wind and rain in the courtyard.
Dark clothes, golden masks.
It's a must-have!
I don't know how long he had been standing, but the rain had soaked all his robes, and he stood there, motionless, let the wind and rain erode him, like a wooden man.
Chongmenhuan's first reaction was shock, and the reaction after the shock was to turn around and take an oil-paper umbrella from the hall, and rushed into the rain despite the heavy rain.
As she got closer, she could finally see the man's eyes hidden behind the mask, and when the rain poured down, she could see his eyes, which were red.
She trembled in her heart, and looked at him at a loss, and before she could speak, the man suddenly reached out and hugged her, and his rain-soaked robe soaked her thin clothes and made her cold.
She was a little confused, she was held in his arms, she didn't know what was going on, so she could only let her hold her and ask him softly, "What's wrong?"
” However, how many times has Chongmen used her, this man has always been the warm color of her youth, and she will always have some compassion for Shen Changan.
I feel sorry for him, so I can't blame him.
How many times did he complain about him, but only in his heart did he understand that those words were all said to him, just to win some of his love, and not to treat her as a chess piece.
However, Shen Changan is no longer Shen Changan, he is a master, he is in the next chess game, he can't choose, anyone is a chess piece on his chessboard.
I feel sad when I think about it, but I can't help it.
Shigemon hugged her and buried his head deep in her shoulder, and after a long time, she felt the temperature of the cool rain hitting her shoulder, and gradually became warm.
That's not rain.
She was shocked in her heart, it should be heavy tears.
This man suddenly changed so much, which made her think immediately, and she probably knew her identity.
But how did he know?
It couldn't have been known from the ghost cang, because if Guizang had known her identity, he would have already told Yan Jiuming, who had only left her palace earlier, and as usual, nothing had changed.
If Yan Jiuming knew that she was Qin Xuanji, then the entire Changhuan Palace would definitely be turned upside down.
So Yan Jiuming didn't know, that is, Chongmen Jue got the secret of her identity from somewhere else, was it a few maids around her?
She believed them, did she know that from her master?
Chongmen Huan couldn't believe it, but she had to believe it, because the tears in front of her were real, hot and hot, and fell on her shoulders.
It also fell on her heart.
I don't know how long I stood like this, and Chongmen Huan felt that the body temperature of the man holding her was gradually disappearing, and finally, it became cold.
"Let's talk about something in there!"
She broke the silence with her mouth, and wanted to break free from his arms and enter the temple, so that in the rain, something would happen to both of them.
The wind and rain were noisy, he held her with both hands, making her unable to move, the man's lips leaned against her ear, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Qiqi, I'll take you away!"
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