Looking at the Seventh Prince from afar, stomping his feet and holding his head in the same place, looking at him unjustly, Feng Jiuge walked away a little bit from Gu Beiyan. After Lin Zhi cast a self-seeking gaze to Luo Qiran, he raised his steps and followed.
The Seventh Prince is particularly noisy today, and the sadness that seems to be nothing is hanging on his mouth.
That kind of sadness is exactly the same as the atmosphere of a Qing concubine performing an art, with an indifferent expression and ignoring everything.
Tonight is not a peaceful night for anyone in the palace.
Li Liangliang entered the harem from Luoyuesheng, but on the way back to the palace, seeing the moonlight Jiaojiao, for a while, he thought of admiring the moon, so he ignored Luoyuesheng who was walking ahead and left alone on the palace road.
The maidservants in the back stayed one after another, watching the weird behavior of their own maidens.
Who can hang an emperor by his side and watch the moon so ignorantly? I'm afraid that only her mother and daughter can be completely different from everyone in this way, fresh and refined.
Fortunately, Sheng Huang was in good spirits tonight. He didn't care about Li Liangliang's whimsical idea of admiring the moon. Instead, he walked back a few steps, stood with her on the red wall, and looked up at the full moon hanging on the horizon.
Tonight is fifteen, and the moon is at full height.
It’s just that the ancients have chanted countless verses about admiring the moon, but at this moment, the moonlight of the Jiaojiao is extremely sad in Li Liangliang's eyes. Not only is it not as good as the bright moon, but it is also exceptionally uncomfortable, like being stranded in the heart. Up in general.
This situation and scene, here and now, everything is exactly the same as before.
Luo Yuesheng didn't know how Li Liangliang was stimulated today. He just looked at her slender back, which looked very abrupt and out of place inside the sacred palace wall, and it also seemed a bit sad.
His heart was inexplicably tight, as if something broke through the ground, he was eager to grab it, but couldn't get his wish.
"Qing concubine." For some reason, Luo Yuesheng couldn't help but opened his mouth at this moment, his eyes flashed a little inexplicably, without the calculation and temptation of the day, he just simply wanted to understand Li Liangliang.
This woman, even if she has the same appearance as Luo Qiran, and has exactly the same appearance as that person, but he knows. Li Liangliang is not her, and she will never be like Li Liangliang.
Most of Li Liangliang's body is unreliable, but there are also times when he wants to be complacent, which can't be said to please. Only this time, her back looks particularly depressed.
Li Liangliang looked at the full moon hanging in the night sky, inexplicably invaded by hatred.
She could not hear Luo Yuesheng's words, nor could she hear the wind passing by her ears at this moment, she only heard the iron hoof warriors resounding in her ears, Lipton when the soldiers met, and the cry of blood flowing in rivers. , Desperately discouraged...
Everything was fused with the beautiful night in front of her. She could no longer distinguish reality from dreams. Perhaps it was not a dream, but all the facts, the iron-clad facts that had happened.
The real feeling swallowed Li Liangliang, so that when she looked back at Luoyue Sheng, her eyes were as cold as the ice in an ice cellar, unable to melt.
The look in her eyes when she looked at Luoyue Sheng, the hatred that could not be concealed.
Simply because they were far apart, Luo Yuesheng saw the night wind blew over the woman's blue silk, covering most of her face. And all the joys, angers, sorrows, sorrows and joys on the face were not captured.
In Li Liangliang's eyes, except for Luoyuesheng's clothes, they all looked the same as before.
It also reminded her of how much this man used to bully her, how she made her be complacent, and how she made her a woman with no bondage, learned martial arts, gave everything, including this Fate.
"Have you ever missed your majesty?" Li Liangliang looked at the surrounding palace walls, like a cage where people cannot breathe. But knowing that this is a prison, she still broke into it desperately, at the cost of paying what she had.
If she didn't cut Luoyuesheng by hand, if she fell in love with Luoyuesheng again, if all her previous achievements were abandoned, Li Liangliang didn't know what she would do.
Because she thought that everything that had left her right about her had disappeared, she had no worries, and the only person who was worried about her was no longer in this world.
As Chu Luo's emperor, Luo Yuesheng is the surrender of all the people. Wherever he goes, he is Chu Luo's emperor, supreme.
Li Liangliang's question was just casually mentioned. She knew that Luoyuesheng was unintentional, and she had always known it.
Unexpectedly, Luoyuesheng at that time was also different from usual. Not only did she not doubt her actions at the moment, but she still seemed to care about it.
This kind of indifference and coldness, he had seen it in Feng Jiuge, he had seen it in that person, and he had also seen it in Li Liangliang at this moment.
If he said that he was not because of Li Liangliang's appearance, her whole body temperament was similar to the person he was thinking of, even if that person came back to life from the dead, he would never believe that Li Liangliang was simply entering the palace.
The world's coincidences are mostly man-made, but few natural ones.
"The one who missed?" Luo Yuesheng seemed to have thought of something, his tone was a bit deep, and then he fell into silence.
He didn't intend to make Luo Yuesheng answer. He didn't expect him to follow his own words. Li Liangliang's eyes were a bit solemn when he saw Luo Yuesheng.
Approaching this man with purpose, she will no longer be as desperate as she was before, nor will she be as foolish as she was before.
But the few days he has treated himself are more unforgettable than ever before.
Li Liangliang thought, she was probably devilishly impaired, and she actually returned to Luoyuesheng's way.
"I am the only person who misses in this life..." Seeing Luo Yuesheng seem to have something to say, Li Liangliang listened with pointed ears, but did not hear the second half of the man's words, he hid in his heart.
Maybe she shouldn't ask, why do you need to ask more.
He is the Emperor Sheng, who can be cold-blooded and ruthless, and he can turn the clouds and rain, but he doesn't remember the people in the past. At this time, she would think that Luo Yuesheng said that the person who missed it was her own failure.
No, how could such a heartless and heartless person like Luo Yuesheng have an impression of himself.
"Your Majesty, the wind is rising, do you want to go to the Qing Concubine Empress' Palace?" The eunuch next to him saw that Emperor Sheng and Concubine Qing were standing still, and asked aloud.
This night is cool and breezy, how can your majesty and the empress have such a good interest, and the moon appreciation has also come to the entrance of the palace wall.
"Concubine Qing, go back." Luoyue Sheng suddenly said to the woman on the side.
Seeing the vast moonlight, Li Liangliang merged with his own mood at this moment.
When I went back, I stepped into the abyss step by step, I couldn't look back anymore, and she had to bear all the things.
The woman's light sigh dissipated with the wind, but the man did not hear it, just like a fluff in the wind.
She chose this place today, and as long as the choice is over, there is no more room for maneuver. She clearly knew it, and she didn't hesitate to use the assassination of Luo Qiran as a pretext to attract Feng Jiuge's attention, and she asked her to introduce herself into the palace.