"I just want to see my brother on the last side and give him a ride. Don't you meet me with such a small request?" He Huan asked wryly.
She was crying with the innocence of pear blossoms and rain. When ordinary men saw it, they couldn't help but appease and pity all the time.Unfortunately, Xuanyuan Yao was still unmoved and refused: "I can't promise you." "Why?" In a hurry, He Huan hugged his left arm like in the past, fantasizing about such familiar movements and being able to wake up His memory.However, when her fingertips were about to touch the dragon robe, Xuanyuanyao's figure flickered away like a ghost, avoiding her touch.
"There is no reason, I just want to retain the last dignity of Brother Huang." Xuanyuan Yao said firmly.
Xuanyuanzun has been dead for several months. From winter to summer, as the temperature rises a little bit, his body must have rotted away.He was so proud during his lifetime, and he would never be willing to be exposed to others in this way after his death.Even He Huan will not be an exception.
Xuan Yuanyao's attitude was absolutely cold, with no room for compromise.
The beauty shed tears and could not shake his persistence. He looked at He Huan calmly and refused to explain.
He Huan sobbed for a long time, and the tears finally dried up.No one is comforting, no matter how sad it is, it is also a one-man show.
Xuanyuan Yao waited for her emotions to calm down and said: "On the day of the emperor's burial, I will make an exception to allow you to follow in the near future. If you have anything to say at that time, he will be heard in the heavens."
He Huan took out the veil from his arms, wiped away the tears around the corners of his eyes, and the red and swollen eye sockets still left the crying cry.She stood up silently, without saying goodbye, and went straight out the door.
Xuanyuan Yao didn't keep it, just looked at her back and sighed.
He Huan walked to the door, stopped, and supported the door frame.For a long while, she had enough courage to say: "Brother Yao, did you really remember the words you said to Huan'er on that night six years ago?"
six years ago?Why was it six years ago?Xuan Yuanyao had deeper doubts in his heart, and asked, "Sister, since you and your master left the palace, how could I ever see you again?"
He Huan bit his lip, a stern look, turned his head straight to Xuan Yuanyao's eyes.She should not give him any more room.Does he really think that in the face of this new love, she must be obliged to help him maintain the image of a good man?
Why?She never owed him!
"Six years ago, you came to Yaowanggu alone to find my father. It was under heavy snow that night. You told me under the plum tree that you are going to talk to my father and ask him to allow me to marry you. Later, You have something to go first, and then come to my room, personally promise to send someone to pick me back to Beijing soon."
She waited a long time, counting every day.This hard work, she has accumulated a full six years, and in the end, even such a ending.
When he became emperor, can he abandon the vows he had made?
Xuan Yuanyao's side, sitting in front of the table, stopped all movements. The pen in his hand had just been soaked in thick ink, and the ink slowly merged into a point at the tip of his nose, and finally fell shaky, stained the painting. A picture that took a long time to complete.
Despite this, Zero seemed to fail to notice this scene. Like He Huan, he waited intently for Xuanyuan Yao's answer.