In fact, everyone knew back then that Your Highness was the future Queen, and everyone knew that everyone’s mission was the same, and they were all born to protect Your Majesty.

However, Bu Jinghua always felt a little jealous because of Meng Qiong's excessive pampering towards Meng Cangyun.

Decades have passed, and it is meaningless to talk about these things. Now she is no longer displeased because Meng Qieni holds her own sister in her hands and cares about her like a pearl or a treasure.

But it is this indifferent feeling that makes people feel even colder, an indescribable...disheartened.

"Then you come to see me tonight..." She looked at Nian Yi.

Nian Yi said helplessly: "Seven Girls seem to have agreed to ask you the reason why I don't want to recognize everyone. I came to give you an answer tonight."

"Are you here... for her?" Bu Jinghua let out a heavy breath, without any jealousy at this moment, but just a little peace.

"If I don't come, they won't let me see Baoer, so I can only come." He always speaks like this. He doesn't like to hide it or beat around the bush. Bu Jinghua is clear, but he is helpless.

Nian Yi said again: "It was indeed my medicine that made Cang Yun extremely poisoned. Later, the Queen Mother was seriously injured and couldn't afford to get sick in order to save her. It was because of this that the Meng royal family fell into crisis. Later, they were seized by two traitors, Meng Xiyao and Meng Shiyue. The Queen Mother passed away. Cang Yun was forced to leave his hometown and was displaced. Later, he was trapped on Zhuxian Island for twenty years..."

Speaking of these things, it is inevitable that there will be a little guilt. He said indifferently: "All this is my fault. I have been honest with you now. It is only because I can't face the big mistakes I have made in the past that I have never been willing to show myself to the true face. If you can understand, it would be worth my trip tonight..."

In fact, Nianyi really doesn’t want to say too much. He didn’t say anything about that incident that year, but he would definitely not come tonight.

"It's late at night, let's take a break soon. I'm afraid everyone will be very busy these days, so I'll say goodbye." He stood up, looked at her again, and walked out of the pavilion.

Behind him, Bu Jinghua shouted at him with a big palm: "Pray for the New Year, do you really have nothing else to say to me?"

Nian once stopped and looked back at her: "If you have something, you might as well say it."

"I want to be with you, and I hope we can go back to the past." Bu Jinghua's temperament is a bit similar to him. Everyone is unwilling to beat around the bush, but Bu Jinghua is more aggressive than him.

It is obvious that the soft one in the first year of the year is the soft one, but when it becomes cold, it is not much better than others.

Looking at the woman walking in front of him, he smiled and said, "All of us are so old, why do you say that you are not together? Your son is already past the age of marriage and is still alone now. Do you still want to take the lead in front of him to fulfill your own affairs?"

"Then tell me, do you have the intention to be with me?" Bu Jinghua did not let it go, but stared at him and asked directly.

Nian Yi shook his head, the smile on his lips was slid, his expression was indescribable calm and calm: "No, really, I am used to this kind of life. I occasionally play chess with the eldest brother, talk about major events in this world, or take care of Baoer, coax her to learn more medicine. My life is fulfilling and fulfilling, and I don't need to make any changes."

"But I'm not perfect, I..."

"You have a son, but you don't want to spend more time on him." As soon as Nian stared at her, the starry eyes flashing under the stars looked particularly clear and flawless tonight.

He continued: "You can also be perfect. There are not only things like love in the world. Some feelings pass by, and now everyone is very good, right?"

Bu Jinghua didn't say anything, just stared at him.

Nianyi didn't want to stay any longer, so he nodded slightly at her, and walked around her and walked forward.

I don’t know how long I have been walking, but Bu Jinghua’s cold voice came from behind me: “The relationship between Ye Lanfeng and the eldest prince has never changed for more than 20 years. Everyone needs feelings, and everyone hopes that their lives have a true partner, and those are definitely not substitutable for children and grandchildren.”

Staring at his figure that slowly paused in the wind, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath before saying helplessly: "It's not that you don't need it, but you don't want this kind of love since more than 20 years ago."

The hand was pinching tighter, and the voice was hoarse in helplessness. She smiled bitterly: "Because you found that the one you love most in your life is not someone else, but your royal sister, Meng Cangyun. You regard her as more important than your own life, and she is the only person besides Meng Shiheng. You know that you do not have the blood of the Meng royal family, but a fake brother who has nothing to do with her at all."

He left, his pace accelerated in an instant, but Bu Jinghua's voice still followed like the wind: "You love her but don't dare to love her. In order to hide this love, you promised to be with me, but you never love me. Meng Qie, you have to be the first one in the past because you don't want to be her royal brother again, but do you know that the person she loves is the one she will never fall in love with a second person in her life..."

The wind did not stop, but the figure disappeared. Bu Jinghua stood in the wind, still smiling at the corner of his lips, but he didn't know who the smile was to be left for.

She knew more than 20 years ago that she had lost completely, to a little girl who was only twelve or twelve years old. Meng Cangyun didn't know anything at all at that time, so how could she understand? She only knew that the second emperor's brother liked her very much and was so lawless that she was lawless, but she didn't know the love she had for her in the deepest heart.

When did that start? From the beginning, she couldn't believe it. How could he be moved by a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl?

But gradually, she was stunned by her own suspicion.

For Meng Cangyun, he was willing to do anything, even his own life.

What a deep love it was. He knew that he had no hope, but he was still by her side, but he... was ridiculously just a tool to help him hide it.

Do you hate Meng Cangyun? Maybe you don’t hate it. What can you hate for a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl? But do you like her? She can’t do it, she really can’t.

The dream of more than 20 years is just her wishful thinking. Maybe she should thank him for his forbearing love. After all, she has lived in the name of the second prince's lover for so many years, but the person who cannot get him, at least the name has been kept.

Very stupid, right? Who in this world is not stupid? If she is stupid, wouldn’t Meng Qie Nian be even more stupid than her?

The decades of grudges and grudges are about to disperse, and the people around Meng Cangyun are still reluctant to return. No matter how reluctant they are, they cannot change this fact.

Since that's the case, it's all gone. At least he's willing to let himself see his true face again and see the face that made her crazy.

Walking silently on the path in the yard, looking at the figure stretched by the moonlight, the smile on the corner of his lips became deepened unconsciously.

Fate is destined to be destined, and those who are not destined will eventually be destined. Are everyone stupid?

It would be better to let this fool continue, as long as he lives well, she would feel at ease.

Don’t say it out loud. At least, she is still the lucky woman in everyone’s heart whom Meng Qinian once fell in love with her...

Meng Cangyun felt a little restless tonight. Since she parted with Qiqi and returned to the room, she saw the man sitting on the bed practicing qigong, the feeling of uneasiness became even stronger.

Qi Yatou said that Tamu Hongluan is still alive...

Does Bugui know what kind of person is the master he respects? He trusts her so much, what kind of Gu did the woman plant in his body?

She has not appeared until now, so why? Are you waiting for an appropriate opportunity?

Looking at the face that makes the world and everything lose its color easily, in my heart... the face that is indescribable and painful, she is a silly man, sometimes she always trusts the person she recognizes, but she doesn't know that human hearts are the most difficult to figure out. Some people may have changed a long time ago, but he is unwilling to believe it.

"Why are you standing there all the time? Don't you rest?" Sihai Bugui had known that she had entered the door and slowly restrained his breath. He opened his eyes and stared at her ink-colored starry eyes: "Cangyun, come here."

Meng Cangyun walked closer, took off his shoes and socks and sat down beside the bed.

As soon as he sat down, the person was already carried over by him, and the quilt was raised. The big palms that had not yet recovered but had never known what peace was, had already landed on her waist, pulling her belt with some difficulty.

Meng Cangyun lay quietly there, staring at his face that was slightly sweaty because of anxiety. Lord Mengjun, who was so out of the world that he did not eat the fireworks of the world, was the most beautiful man in the Dream Clan? Or was the stunning young man who could make thousands of women fascinated by just raising his hand casually?

At this time, he... was beyond the world? He was clearly a jackal who was never satisfied.

"Watch it coldly?" Sihai Bugui finally realized that she was inappropriate tonight. There was a faint smile hidden in the corner of her lips. Suddenly, her head lowered and she ate it.

"Ah!" Damn it! He couldn't help but scream, which completely damaged her wise and powerful image. "Don't be so rogue, you..."

She was eaten so hard that she was majestic outside, but when she returned to the room and lay under him, she immediately became a little sheep.

Damn bastard, he dared to treat her like this...

The wind at night was scattered like a sleepy person, but a sharp breath quickly surged in this distraction.

The long sword slashed through the air, and the sharp sound made the passionate man and woman on the bed come back to their senses in an instant. Meng Cangyun's palms had real energy, and he was really going to attack people. Unexpectedly, the familiar voice suddenly retracted the power of the palm: "Witch, I'll kill you!"

Ali...
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