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Chapter 47 Compassionate Love ([-])

Verse [-]: Compassionate love ([-])

Oasis Palace

The tricks of fate made me and her miss again and again, "The cloud that keeps you sees the bright moon", I, should I still believe this sentence?

I misunderstood how to explain myself again and again, when I realized that everything was just a misunderstanding, and everything was not what I heard, then, 1 sorry, can I get her back, the one who hurt her and hurt herself... ....
Only after losing it can we know how to cherish it. Although we don’t own it, the dream-like reality has been completely shattered!
I am really tired from sitting on this emperor's corrective chair. What I want to do and what I don't want to do are all out of my control.
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Time flies, spring is gone forever, the hot summer is gradually approaching, bringing people endless irritability, early the next morning, under a big sun, I took Xiangqiao to Yuewangfu to visit Ling Joy.

As soon as I entered the door, I was shocked by the scene in front of me. Because of the funeral, the white lights were hung everywhere, and the atmosphere was very bleak. Ding Dong was sitting on the stone steps in the garden, with a dull expression. I hurried forward, "Ding Dong, why are you sitting here?" , where is Lingyue?"

Ding Dong started calmly, saw me, immediately became energetic, and held my hand excitedly, there is no need to be so excited to see a beauty like me, "Miss Yan, it's good if you come, hurry up Help our prince."

I, who was still on the verge of narcissism, looked at him in a daze, Xiangqiao said first with a strange expression, "Is there anything your lord needs our lady to help with?"

"My lord... my lord..." He hesitated, I couldn't stand it. "What's the matter? Tell me quickly." I said anxiously, what a bitch!

"Since Miss Xiruo passed away, the prince has been shutting himself in the room and drinking alcohol all day long. It has been three days since the door was opened, and the slave will not listen to any persuasion. Miss Yan, I think what you said, the prince will definitely Listen, hurry up and persuade our lord." The voice trembled and implored anxiously.

I haven't seen you for a few days, and many things have happened. How could things change like this, for her?
"He's there, take me there quickly." I said to him anxiously.

Ding Dong led me to a door turning left and right, and knocked lightly on the wooden door, and then there was a lazy and depressed voice from inside, which made me feel very chilled.

"Go away, all of you, and don't bother me."

Ding Dong didn't give up, and continued to knock on the door, as if he was used to the sound of Lingyue Kong. At this time, the depressed and alcoholic voice in the room came out again, "Didn't you hear what I said? I told you not to bother me. , all go."

Listening to the voices in the room, Ding Dang said patiently, "My lord, it's Miss Yan who is here, come out and meet me."

After a while, there was another voice in the room, "I don't see anyone here." 
Just a few words, but let me down to the end, when you were sad, you didn't think of me?Am I really so unworthy for you to remember?Now I'm standing outside you, why don't you want to see me?

"Lingyue, I'm Fei'er, open the door, I want to see you." I yelled hoarsely, but there was no movement in the room, as if a stone fell into the deep sea without stirring up any ripples.

I was very anxious in my heart, worried about whether he was okay, whether I could heal the wound in my heart for you, and comfort you with my warmth. Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, and ordered Ding Dang to slam into the door. A tangy smell of alcohol came to my face, which made my nose very choking. I rushed into the room, Lingyue was sitting on the ground, holding a jug, and there were also jugs piled up beside him. God, how much did he drink? liquor?

Looking at his melancholy eyes, disheveled hair, disheveled clothes, and black face, because the beard that has not been shaved for a long time has grown black spots, he looks very depressed, and he is like a beggar, seeing me observing him like this, he seems When he recovered, he turned his back to me, not wanting me to look at him again.

(End of this chapter)