Chapter 1167: Suspicion

Breaking up is just a sentence, a simple sentence, only.
Why did she come to her, these two words, but it is like a heavy weight, how can she say to him?
"See?" Dongfang Mu looked at his granddaughter and looked distressed.
Bai Yan shook his head: "Don't see." After that, she turned and walked back, seemingly anxious, anxious to step on the skirt, almost fell.
The maid hurried forward to help her, but she pushed the maid and ran off the skirt.
Chu Yu stood outside the gate of Qiyunju and was in a hurry.
He knew the rules of the master, and without his approval, he did not dare to rush in.
If he had not had so many scruples in the past, now, it is not in the past.
After waiting for a while, the steward of the rumor came back in a hurry and headed for Chu: "The emperor, the lord, he does not want to see you, please go back."
Chu Yu frowned, and asked: "Is your grandfather not wanting to see you, or is your young lady not wanting to see you?"
The butler did not dare to answer, only the forehead against the cold ground, did not dare to lift.
Chu Yu lifted his foot and wanted to break in, but in front of his eyes, suddenly there was a white face, the eyes of clear water.
See her, what is he going to say?
How does he explain the women in the harem?
Whether he has touched those women or not, those women are already his nephews. This is a fact that cannot be changed.
The promise that was once was still in the ear, the reality in front of him, but he hit his face with awkwardness.
I really didn't care about anything, and I didn't care about anything. I just rushed in and rushed to her.
But these legs, but it seems to be filled with heavy lead, can not lift, can not go out.
Silence for a while, Chu Yu was the opening of the butler who had not yet risen to the ground: "When you tell Bai Yu, you will say that you will always wait for her here until she is willing to see him."
The butler stood up on the ground and twitched his legs and stepped back.
He passed the words to the Meiyuan where Bai Yu lived. Bai Yan sat in the room and dazed, listening to the words of the housekeeper, his heart was a mess.
If it is an ordinary woman, I am afraid that I have already rushed to him in front of him, crying with him, crying this fate, and hating this unfairness.
But she is not an ordinary woman, she can't do this, and she doesn't want to do this.
She is affectionate to Chu, she does not deny.
But she admits that she is not strong enough to accept everything in front of her.
So, avoiding it, perhaps the best way.
I don't see, I don't see anymore, I miss my feelings.
Such a mess, only the sharp knife that swayed, and squatted, can be cut off.
She took a deep breath and got up and walked to the bookshelf, looking for the book in a random way, trying to flatten out the chaos in her heart.
The sky was swallowed up by the darkness a little, the night wind burst, and the window was blown open, leaking into the cool breeze of the room.
Although it was midsummer, but the night wind in this mountain, but cool, she was wearing a thin coat, could not help but sneezed.
She got up and walked to the window, and reached out to close the window, but saw a sullen face.
The lamp on the gallery is bright, and the beloved is thin.
He is still the same, beautiful and unparalleled, temperament and luxury, just standing like this, it is like a beautiful ink painting.
Her hand held the window frame, and the surplus was four eyes. It seemed that there were thousands of words in the eyes. In the end, no one spoke.
The beauty of the United States has a wave of surplus, tears attacked, and the heartache is like a crush. She didn't want to cry in front of him, and she simply closed the window.
The sound of the sound, as if the sound of the waves, shook the water in the ripples and turned it into a drop of crystal beads.