Across A Millennium to Love You

"Murong Feng is indeed the daughter of a criminal minister. Murong Feng does not deny this. Murong Feng also knows that his father has made an unforgivable mistake. However, is the emperor not at fault? If it were not for the behavior of the emperor at that time, how could he be here now?" Tragedy?" Murong Feng said quietly, the rain was streaming down her face, her eyes were as deep as the sea.

Sima Rui frowned, and said coldly, "You're courting death!"

Murong Feng sighed, men are really nothing, love is love, not love is not love, this Sima Rui becomes faster than the weather.What happened in Pingyang Palace?Let him suddenly become so ruthless.

Sima Rui looked at Murong Feng's indifferent expression, lowered his head and continued to sweep his ground, as if he was not in front of him. "You think I won't kill you?!"

"I believe that if you get annoyed, you will definitely kill the person in front of you." Murong Feng said indifferently without raising his head, "However, if you don't kill tonight, please go busy with your state affairs, so that you don't have to kill him today." The person in front of you can't sleep tonight. Murong Feng doesn't want to spend the whole night sweeping the fallen leaves here, he already cleaned up all night last night, so he wants to sleep well today."

"What if I kill you now?" Sima Rui couldn't laugh or cry.

"Then don't scan now." Murong Feng raised his head and watched quietly, "Would you ask such a simple question?"

Sima Rui stared blankly at the woman in front of him, speechless.

Xiao Dezi's heart was beating like a drum, he didn't know what Sima Rui would do, if he really killed Murong Feng, Murong Feng would be really pitiful.

Watching Sima Rui leave angrily, Murong Feng burst into tears suddenly, and the thin old man's words rang clearly in his ears, "If you really go back, I'm afraid there will be a catastrophe, I don't know how you will deal with it In the past, even at that time, you would not be able to come back. Now there is someone who loves you. If you follow this person and live happily in this life, why do you have to go back to that place and let the emotional torture be unbearable? That person changed his mind at that time, what do you want? Although this person is not the best now, he is still sincere to you. If you want to resist alone, you may not be able to resist, you may not only betray the heart of this person in this life, but also miss the love of that person, why bother!"

She suddenly missed Dong Weiwei very much.

I wonder how Duan Zhishan is doing now?

Now in this situation, can you resist it?Suddenly, Sima Rui seemed to be a different person, what should he do?Now there is no one to rely on and trust, and everything has to be faced by myself, can I really persevere?

However, it was still Sima Rui who couldn't let go. Meng Wanlu's insistence at that time would actually happen to her. She would rather be wronged like this, as long as she could see him.

When we returned to that nameless courtyard, it was already dusk. After a day of sweeping the road without eating, Murong Feng was really tired and hungry. He came back with a lot of things. They were flowers dug by the side of the road. Grass, which she likes, can be planted in the yard.

"Miss, you are back." Chunliu greeted her anxiously and joyfully.

"Put these aside, I secretly dug them up, and we'll plant them together after dinner. They're all precious plants. I don't know where the emperor got them, but they'll be returned in the Nuanyu Pavilion. Along the way, there are many beautiful flowers and plants that are better than those inside the Nuanyu Pavilion." Murong Feng smiled slightly, "Chunliu, can I have warm water, I want to take a bath, my body is very cold from the rain."

"Miss, you have been wronged." Chunliu burst into tears.

"Silly girl, why are you crying?" Murong Feng smiled softly, looking at herself in the mirror, without beautiful clothes, and with a haggard face, it was easier for her to think of Bai Min, since Murong Feng couldn't do it, Then just be Bai Min again. In this era, Murong Feng is a woman who needs to rely on Sima Rui to survive, but Bai Min is not. She is an independent woman. If you think about letting me die, then I should live well before I die."

Someone knocked on the door and walked in. It was a maidservant next to the empress, and a small carriage stopped at the door. "Miss Murong, it's the empress who asked us to bring some things over, saying that this place is remote, so be careful."

Murong Feng was slightly taken aback, a little strange, Sima Rui treated her like this, but the empress still remembered her, and said kindly: "Thank you. It's still raining, so Murong Feng won't keep you, go back and thank the empress for me. "

The maid unloaded her things and left quietly.She was not a talkative person, she just did what she was supposed to do according to her master's orders, and the Empress only ordered her to bring things here, without saying anything superfluous.Naturally, she finished her work quietly and left. The matter of Murong Feng and Sima Rui had nothing to do with her.

After taking a hot bath, I nestled myself in the warm quilt. It was sent by the queen. The new quilt was of the highest quality. I knew it was a remote place and the night was cold, so I sent it here specially. It smelled like fresh cotton , faint, warm.

"Chunliu, come up, let's sleep together." Murong Feng greeted with a smile, "Now we can not distinguish between each other, only this bed, only these quilts, we can chat, anyway, no one monitors whether we follow the rules. "

Chunliu hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse. The two lay side by side on the bed, each with their own thoughts, quietly listening to the sound of the rain outside the window.

"Is there more rain this year than in previous years?" Murong Feng asked softly.

"Almost, it rains or snows for more than half of the year. It snows a lot in winter, but it's normal to have such frequent rains in summer." Chunliu also said softly, watching the candlelight dance quietly, "Miss , You are really wronged."

Murong Feng smiled faintly, and said: "I'm tired. I just drank a bowl of porridge and took a hot bath. At this moment, I'm so sleepy. I'll go to bed first. You should go to bed early. I don't know if tomorrow will give birth again. What's going on, you need to be mentally prepared to deal with it."

"Okay." Chunliu stopped talking and closed her eyes quietly.

Tears leaked from the corners of Murong Feng's eyes, falling on the pillow drop by drop, but he paid no attention to it, closed his eyes, breathed lightly, and swallowed his sighs and sorrow hard one by one.

Only the sound of wind and rain outside could not stop, Murong Feng closed his eyes in the dark, quietly in a daze, listening to the sound of wind and rain outside.