Scattered Love

*She thought that the love between two people was happiness, but she couldn't get the final outcome. *And he thought that rejecting her would give her happiness, but he didn't know how painful it was when she lost him. *He is just a prince from a foreign country, but he has been infatuated with her far away for a long time. He has been thinking about her day and night, and she will finally understand it one day, but she is already disabled, how can she be worthy of his nobility? *In a vassal reduction, more than just one dynasty turned sides. He, him, him, and her. Those pure love and life-and-death vows have become insignificant in the war. Highlight one: "It's not a disease, it's the heart that's sick." Xia Caiyi spoke lightly, her voice weak, and she still hadn't been relieved since the last time she quarreled with him. If the dynasty changes and she loses not only the emperor, but also her relatives, then what's the point of surviving for her. "If you torture yourself like this, it won't only hurt you?" He lamented in a low voice, but the man's handsome aura was haggard due to her sick appearance. Xia Caiyi stopped talking and closed her eyes, looking peaceful, as if waiting for death to come. "If you die, I will ask Su Qingyun to be buried with you, along with your dearest brother Xia Ziqian." He leaned down and whispered in her ear. ~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ Fragment two: "The prince has an order, the girl is not allowed to go out." Xia Caiyi dragged her legs, which were sore from not exercising for nearly half a month, to rush out, but was stopped by the Wenkou guards. "Prince...?" Xia Caiyi fell back as if she had lost her soul. She stopped every step, thinking about the consciousness of the 'Prince' in her mind. She looked around. It turned out that this was the East Palace. It turned out that it was not Su Zhenyu who accepted Liu Xian's 'gift'. He... It's him... The prince must be him. Xia Caiyi wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh out loud. It was fate that played tricks on people. All of this was fate. "The girl has just woken up. The prince told the slaves to take good care of her." The maid next to her came to help her and advised her carefully. "Tell me, what happened!" Xia Caiyi suddenly grabbed the palace maid's hand in excitement and asked sternly. The palace maid was frightened by the sudden anger and quickly knelt down, "I don't know what happened." "I don't know... I don't know..." Xia Caiyi calmly put down the palace maid's hand and muttered to herself. It seemed to have disappeared out of thin air for a period of time in her mind. A change made her unable to remember, see, or be gentle. ~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ Fragment three: "I know you're not sleeping." Su Qingyun stood beside the bed and looked at Xia Caiyi's sleeping form. On the bed, Xia Caiyi was wearing white pajamas, which were thin and transparent. Her black hair was scattered on the bed. Because of the dark night and the lack of candlelight, she could see a looming temptation in the eyes of others with the help of the moonlight outside the window. Knowing that he had come in, she had to get up and get out of bed, and looked at him levelly. "Brother, the emperor went to the wrong room." These words were more like a kind of irritation. Su Qingyun couldn't bear it anymore and hugged her in front of her.