Chapter 1167

Breaking up is just a word, a simple word, nothing more.

Why did she come to her, these two words are like a thousand pounds, how can she say it to him?

"See you?" Dongfang Mu looked at his granddaughter, his heart aching.

Bai Zhi shook her head: "No." After speaking, she turned around and walked back, as if in a hurry, stepped on the corner of her skirt and almost fell.

The maid hurriedly stepped forward to help her, but she pushed the maid away and ran away with her skirt in hand.

Chu Yan stood outside the gate of Qi Yunju, anxious.

He knew the master's rules, and without his approval, he didn't dare to break in rashly.

If he did not have so many scruples in the past, but now, it is not the past.

After waiting for a while, the housekeeper who sent the message came back in a hurry and knelt down towards Chu Yan: "Your Majesty, sir, he doesn't want to see you, please go back."

Chu Yan frowned and asked in a deep voice, "Is it your master who doesn't want to see me, or your little lady who doesn't want to see me?"

The butler didn't dare to answer, he just pressed his forehead to the cold ground, not daring to lift it up.

Chu Yan raised his feet and wanted to break in, but in front of his eyes, the face of Bai Zhi suddenly appeared, those clear eyes like water.

What did he say when he saw her?

How is he going to explain the women in the harem?

No matter whether he touches those women or not, those women are already his concubine, this is an unchangeable fact.

The promise of the past was still in his ears, but the reality in front of him slapped him hard in the face.

I really want to do nothing, just rush in and rush in front of her.

But these legs, as if filled with lead, couldn't lift them up or step out.

After being silent for a while, Chu Yan finally spoke to the housekeeper who had not risen from the ground: "Go and tell Bai Zhi, and say that I will wait for her here until she is willing to see me."

The butler propped up on the ground, bowed and stepped back with trembling legs.

He passed the words to the Meiyuan where Bai Zhi lived, and Bai Zhi sat in the room in a daze, listening to the housekeeper's words, her heart was even more confused.

If it was an ordinary woman, she would have jumped in front of him a long time ago, hugged him and cried, crying that fate would fool people, hating the injustice of this world.

But she is not an ordinary woman, she can't do this, and she doesn't want to do it.

She has feelings for Chu Yan, she does not deny it.

But she admits that this feeling is not strong enough to accept all the things in front of her.

So, avoiding it may be the best way.

No see, no goodbye, renunciation.

Such a mess can only be cut off by wielding that sharp knife and being ruthless.

She took a deep breath, got up and walked to the bookshelf, flipping through the book, trying to calm down the chaos in her heart.

The light of the sky was swallowed up by the darkness little by little, and the night wind suddenly blew open the window, and the cool breeze leaked into the room.

Although it was midsummer, the night wind in the mountains was chilly, and she couldn't help sneezing in her thin clothes.

She got up and walked to the window, stretched out her hand to close the window, but saw a haggard face.

The lights on the porch are bright, and the beloved is emaciated.

He is still the same Chu Yan, with unparalleled beauty and a luxurious temperament, just standing like this is like a beautiful ink painting.

Her hands were on the window frame, Yingying's eyes were facing each other, and there seemed to be thousands of words in her eyes, but in the end, no one spoke.

Meimei's eyes were full of gleams, and the tears came up, and she felt distressed. She didn't want to cry in front of him, so she simply closed the window.

There was a loud bang, as if the sound wave shook the water wave stored in the eyes down, turning it into a drop of crystal beads.