At night, Su Yin drank a cup of light pink and white, and the water curled up like water and she slept endlessly. The moonlight covered the earth, and outside the window and coffin, there was a muffled sound.
The wind and snow caused Shu to wander around for several generations, making wine in the moonlight, and even more envious of the young master's sincerity. He missed the Mantang burial flowers and only looked for the Daiyu burial flowers.
The spring breeze blows through the hair, and the red dress is embroidered and given to the young master. The beautiful lady of the Su Mansion is bridged across the bridge, which makes the young master love him. The young master remembers his beautiful girl's name.
A piece of imperial edict entered the young master's golden cage. How could the young master be Ye Suyin's beloved? All Ye Suyin wanted was peace, how could the young master not know this.
In plain clothes, the water in Jiutian Pond is very confusing, and at night Su Yin is self-satisfied. She wants to laugh at the poppies blooming again and again, wearing a pink dress and dancing in the capital. The white clothes in the south of the Yangtze River are filled with water mist. When will I be envious of the Yuanyang River? I will never smile like a flower again.
I don't know when, Shuren's thoughts of peace have disappeared. The pain has disappeared. There is no more clarity in her deep eyes, so she only knows honor and favor. Why does it hurt so much?
Call me again, Su Yi'er, can withstand the pain of poison piercing the intestines, red beans and Qushu people can be relieved, your kindness is great.
Li Luomo: "Has the girl ever been married? The girl has a peach blossom."
Ye Suyin: "My little girl has never been married. The young master looks like he is folding a fan."
Li Luomo: "The young man is really fascinated by the girl."
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"Master, is this necessary?" Jing Muran narrowed his eyes and his clenched fists trembled slightly.
"If her memory is not sealed, she may be closed off forever. She shouldn't have to endure this..." Ziyun looked at the woman lying on the bed.
Her eyes were dull and empty to the point of numbness. Three days ago, she had picked cherries for herself to eat, but now she was lying here as if her soul had been taken away.
"Then why did master let her go to the execution ground!" Jing Muran's voice began to tremble.
"Ever since she became literate, she has been writing to her family every day, which shows how much she wants to see her parents. I'm afraid that if she doesn't go, she will never see her again..."
"Is it so difficult to see them and be like this? Master!"
"So, Wei Shi made a mistake. In order to save her, Wei Shi could only do this."
Ziyun Shanren stood up and carried Zhong Xingxing onto the futon. He sat cross-legged behind her, holding her back with both hands. Jing Muran was protecting him beside him.
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Ye Suyin, don't be afraid, all the terrible things have disappeared, and Senior Brother Ran will accompany you.
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Ye Suyin, I'm sorry, Master feels guilty and I will never see you again.
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