"Han Fei, how cruel you are to me."

In the end, Bai Li Wenxiu let go of the hand that had wrapped Han Fei.

This release seemed to be lingering, reluctant, and helpless.

He carefully arranged her clothes, then stood up and turned his back to Han Fei. Under the moonlight outside the window, the figure from his back seemed a bit lonely and lonely.

Han Fei's hand holding the dagger hurt a little, and she suddenly didn't know how to face Bai Liwenxiu.

She thought that the person she owed was Qin Che.

But she forgot that Xiaobai was also the one who was hurt.

Even now, she is still hurting him.

Han Fei couldn't imagine that Xiao Bai would think so when she just pressed the dagger against his neck.

Han Fei suddenly felt that she was cruel, she lowered her head, and finally said, "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry for being late for a long time, but it is the last words Bai Liwenxiu wants to hear.

He smiled bitterly and said: "You have a good rest, tonight...I am reckless, and I am so intoxicated with alcohol, Han Fei, I shouldn't."

After that, Bai Li Wenxiu still left the room, leaving only the smell of wine in the room, with a touch of nostalgia.

Han Fei sat on the bed for a long time, her posture stiff, as if she was losing something.

A small figure floated out slowly, Taobao floated in front of Han Fei with wide eyes, hesitated for a moment, and still yelled softly: "Host..."

Han Fei took a deep breath and said, "Taobao, am I doing something wrong."

Taobao blinked his eyes and said, "The host is not wrong, the host is doing very well."

Han Fei muttered to herself: "But why...I am so uncomfortable now?"

Taobao’s standard answer, like a textbook, says: “You will definitely hurt another person in your relationship. The host just insists on what he likes.”

"is it……"

Han Fei felt uncomfortable.

Three days later.

Concubine Hua was directly beaten into the cold palace by the young emperor because of the imperial demeanor. She did not leave any affection, and the charge of imperial demeanor was more like a creation from nothing.

What made the palace people even more surprised was that Concubine Hua responded calmly to this, as if she had accepted it so calmly, and soon moved to the cold palace, but before heading to the cold palace, Concubine Hua asked to speak with the emperor alone. The emperor agreed.

In a short quarter of an hour, no one knew what Concubine Hua had said to the emperor. They only knew that after Concubine Hua left, the entire inner hall was overturned, and the emperor couldn’t decide because of love. Stand there.

Baili Wenxiu suddenly felt that it seemed too kind to enter Leng Gong.

In his mind, he couldn't forget the words and sentences of Concubine Hua.

[The emperor, you and I are just poor people, the one you love doesn't love me. 】

[The concubine went to Lenggong today without complaint or regret. The concubine was only regretful, but regretted that he did not see the emperor's expression that he could not ask for! 】

[The heart of the emperor is the most rare in this world, but the concubines finally know that some people disdain the heart of the emperor at all, and the emperor is pitiful. 】

Bai Liwenxiu crushed a porcelain cup at once, and the broken pieces of porcelain slashed his palms open, and blood flowed out and dripped on the ground.

Bai Li Wenxiu just watched the drops of blood rippling in front of his eyes, and he was fascinated. In his mind, there were all memories of that scene, and the memory was all that figure.

Hidden in the water tank, she watched the scene where Han Fei was pierced through her chest by a long knife and blood splashed.

Once, in Shuibian Village, when she was ambushed by the Red Scarf bandits, she made a decisive order, and he had fought alongside her.

Five years ago, at the edge of the endless horizon, when she wanted to follow Qin Che's figure to fall from the cliff, he tightly grasped her hand.

And, when she was in a coma, life and death unknown.

In the end, it was Han Fei, don't take it away, when he stood in an empty room, when he was going crazy.

Bai Liwenxiu thought about it, her eyes slowly changed, and the gentleness between her eyebrows disappeared little by little, replaced by a touch of stubbornness.

The stubborn precipitation is unstable, dark and bright, like a flame that is gradually burning, with a tendency to become more fiery.

At this moment, what has been suppressed and hidden has changed.

Han Fei was making final preparations. She bid farewell to her master, and followed the soldier who led her away, leaving the palace that had lived for a short period of time.

Baili Wenxiu didn't show up, Han Fei understood what it meant, but he was relieved that it is better not to meet at this time than to meet.

See you, she really didn't know how to face Xiaobai, especially when there was such an embarrassing night.

When Han Fei left the gate of the palace, she suddenly raised her head and saw the figure standing high above the gate.

After such a long distance, Han Fei still recognized it at a glance. It was Xiao Bai.

Han Fei smiled, Xiaobai came to see her off after all. This seems to be the best way. She raised her hand a little excited and waved it at Baili Wenxiu, as if saying goodbye. But Bai Li Wenxiu never responded.

Han Fei retracted her hand, feeling a little weird, as if she always felt that Xiao Bai's figure had changed a little, but she couldn't tell. She secretly said that she was worried again, so don't think about it, and then got into the carriage.

As the carriage walked far away, Bai Li Wenxiu still stood on the city wall, focusing on the direction Han Fei had left for a long time.

No one saw that Bai Liwenxiu's originally gentle face became frozen, and the gentle smile that was often hung on the corner of his mouth disappeared at some point.

He just stood there, covering his hands under his sleeves, slowly clenching tightly, and the veins burst out.

A frenzied dullness flashed in his eyes.

This time, he let her go.

This time, he lost.

This time, he once again saw her leaving behind.

but……

Bai Li Wenxiu said to himself, this is the last time.

There won't be another time.

Immediately, he turned around and strode away, his back, with a bit of darkness.

The more Han Fei was sitting in the carriage, the more he thought about it, the more it felt strange to see Xiao Bai, and felt uncomfortable, as if something unexpected had happened.

"Host, what are you thinking?"

"Taobao, did you see Xiaobai just now? I always feel something is wrong."

"Does the host think too much? I see nothing is wrong!"

"Really, I hope I think too much."

"It's better for the host to consider how to face the male god."

"Yes, it's okay."

Han Fei tried to comfort herself.

But a long time later, when things were irreversible, Han Fei regretted countless times if she found something wrong with Xiaobai at this time, would the following things change?

But in this world, there is no if.

Some things are inevitable.

Han Fei understood that it was too late and too late.