Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 107

"Brother Ashu, do you ... remember something?" Biting his lip, Liu Yusheng's heart quietly lifted.

Ashiu shook his head. "You call me Brother Ashiu. I should worry about you."

Liu Yusheng pouted, and she was worried about him.

At the same time I was relieved.

If the thought of the past can only make him miserable, she would rather he never miss it.

Just as those past, already buried.

She can accompany him to look into the future and look at the new students.

She wants him happy.

"Okay." After rubbing the medicine, put away the medicine bottle and put it in the small wooden cabinet on the bed.

The baby girl was so bad that she quickly flew out, leaving only a loud laugh.

Looking at the door, Asiu's smile gradually faded and he put away.

There was still pain in his nose, but he wanted to impress it.

That was proof that she could play around in front of him.

What to do, just want to spoil her.

With the candlelight jumping, the youth's eyes became more and more astringent, and finally his eyes narrowed, covering all emotions.

In the middle of the night, everything was quiet.

The dogs in the farmhouse stopped barking, so as not to disturb people to sleep.

In the courtyard of the Liu family, a dark shadow fell, and finally, he stopped in front of the West Chamber.

The people outside the door didn't move, and the door was quiet.

It took a long time for the door to open suddenly, and the boy stepped out slowly. There was no trace of pleats on his clothes and no mess.

He never fell asleep.

Hei Ying immediately knelt down, "Humble work came to **** the 16th prince to the palace!"

"Why are you still alive?" The boy's voice was clear, and at midnight, it was light and faint, but it made people chill.

Heiying was almost invisible, and he knew everything! "Humble duty failure, after taking the prince back to the palace, the humble duty shall be punished!"

"Your decision is, don't I know the way back to the palace?"

"Sixteenth Prince! The humiliation of self-confidence cannot be forgiven! Never ask for mercy! But please give the prince a chance to let humiliation **** you back to the palace! Now that the Emperor's illness is getting worse, the forces of all parties are ready to move. The crisis is perilous! A person who is more humble can always get more insurance! "

"Wei Zi."

"Humble job is here!" A person flashed again in the shadow.

If Liu Yusheng was there, he would surely recognize that two strangers in the hospital came to the courtyard to ask her for medical treatment during the day.

"Cut his head off and set off half an hour later." The young man passed the person kneeling on the ground, his voice so cold that he couldn't hear the ups and downs, "Don't dirty the Liu family's land."

"... Yes!" Wei Zi bowed her head, looking at the man who was kneeling straight, her eyes complicated.

Also in the Hidden Guards Camp, this man has led them to numerous missions, and never missed.

The only time that killed the emperor's favorite woman, put the sixteenth emperor in despair.

Friendship is no longer enough to make him plead for him.

Because he missed, out of selfishness.

Wei Zi turned back before dragging Wei Qing out, "The 16th emperor, the emperor's condition is already very critical ... In addition, I have quietly left Beijing to think about it has been found, and soon someone will chase it. Before those people arrive, The prince had better leave as soon as possible, so as not to spread to innocent people. "After that, he flew away with his arm around.

Everything that happened outside the courtyard did not destroy the tranquility in the small courtyard.

Asho's footsteps stopped in front of the door next door.

After raising his hand several times, he didn't have the courage to push it away.

She was sleeping peacefully and he was about to leave.

What would he say if she woke her up?

Say he remembers everything early, say he decided to leave early?

Let's pretend that she doesn't have to remember, maybe he will never come back?

She reached out to support him when he was down, and she stunned when he was stupid.

Just as a dream?

He met her, as if a traveler who had been walking alone for a long time in the snowy night suddenly encountered the sun, he couldn't help embracing the warmth she gave, but in the end, he had to embark on the journey again.

If he can, he wants to stay forever.

However, his mother's death hatred must be reported!

He could never forget the fire that burned his loved ones. It was also the fire that taught him to recognize a fact, and even if he conceded and escaped, he would not get the peace he wanted!

The boy stood quietly at the door, his back was thin and thin, and a faint moonlight cast down from the sky, reflecting his long shadow, and he was lonely at midnight.

In the end, the teenager seemed to be unable to control his desire, and gently opened the closed door.

Step by step, came to the bed, looked down, and looked almost greedily at the little baby sleeping sweetly on the side of the bed.

The gap in the half-open window, a few rays of moonlight, was falling between him and her.

She bathed in the moonlight, sleeping peacefully and peacefully, and he was standing sharply in the darkness not reachable by the moonlight.

The same space seems to be divided into two worlds.

Obviously it is within reach, but it traverses an invisible and insurmountable obstacle.

Her world is sunny, and every step can bloom beautiful flowers.

And his world, stepping on, stepping on Sensen's bones, turned around, and saw blood and rain.

"Sixteenth Prince." Someone whispered outside the door.

Asiu squatted down and placed the little baby on the side of his face, holding it gently in the palm.

Her hands are very soft and small, the size of his palm, and she can wrap her hands completely with just a few fingers.

Xiaowaer seemed to be harassed in his sweet dream, and he grabbed his hand pad under his face with his backhand.

The smooth and soft touch was soft to his heart.

Shengsheng, you said that you like life now, you like this simple and plain.

You like it, I'll guard it.

Closing his eyes and opening them again, the young man's eyes floated firmly.

Withdrawing his hands with the lightest strength, he stood up, waved a few strokes of paper and ink on the bedside table, and finally looked deeply at the little baby who was still dreaming.

Did not look back.

Looking back, I will be reluctant.

The group left silently without alarming anyone.

Behind Xinghua Village is covered by the night sky, still peaceful and quiet.

This quietness came to an end in the noisy noise of the Liu family in the early morning.

Liu Yusheng saw the paper sign on the bedside table when he got up.

Go back, don't worry.

In four words, the stroke is smooth and clear.

He only used these four words to say goodbye, nothing else.

Before going to bed last night, his eyes were filled with countless complex emotions, hiding thousands of words, he had already planned to leave.

But he refused to say even a word to her.

So, what is it?

The Liu family sat in the hall, the atmosphere was silent.

Mrs. Liu didn't believe it until now, and the child of Asura had left.

"Well, Asho is really gone? Is this really what he wrote?"

(End of this chapter)