"No..." Youmeng's heavy voice was obviously choked, "Don't ask..."

Seeing how sad she was at the moment, Su Zhi frowned deeply and clenched the bedding secretly.

Jiujiu shook her hand unwillingly: "Sister... tell me..."

In the silence of everyone, Luo Zhen hurried forward, squatted down and held Jiujiu's weak shoulder, and gently advised: "Okay, Xiaojiu, the princess has to take care of Brother Azhi every day. Look how tired my sister is now. You are making her sad again. Let's not ask anything, okay?"

Jiujiu pouted aggrievedly: "But..."

Luo Zhen tried a little harder to pull him: "Be good, go to Brother Azhi to see him, brothers, chat with you."

He was finally able to pull the ignorant child away and force him to the head of Su Zhi's bed, blocking him from letting him go back and annoy Youmeng.

Youmeng's hand was released by Jiujiuyi, and it seemed as if she had removed a heavy shackle. Her heart was suddenly drained, and the pain rushed in like a tide. She felt a wave of overwhelming waves. She couldn't bear the feeling of heartache and splitting pressure. She suddenly rushed out of the room despite everyone's reactions.

She left, and Su Zhixin also became calm.

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Youmeng desperately wanted to escape the depressed air in the room. She took deep breaths outside to curb those emotions that kept rushing into her heart, which was enough to make her heartbreak.

But her feet still walked opposite her face without being obedient, and came to the room where Li You lived before her lifetime. She stood for a while, and finally climbed up the steps and accumulated enough courage to slowly push the door open.

The room was empty with only beds, tables, chairs and walls. She had already asked someone to pack up and send them to White Horse Temple. His body was also placed in the temple, and the monks there were saved for several days before being buried. She was afraid of seeing things and thinking about people, so she did not leave any thing about him and was unwilling to give herself any thoughts. At that time, she would have to be buried with him or burned in front of his tomb.

Despite this, when facing this empty house he lived in, she was still heartbroken and suffocated. Even though she had nothing, she could still feel the traces he had left here. She even had an illusion that Liyou had just gone somewhere else temporarily and would still return here to rest later.

How much she hoped it was true, not her self-deception comfort.

"Princess, why are you so good to Liyou?"

"Why do I need a reason to treat you well?"

"Because I think people cannot be kind to someone for no reason. Even if they don't have any intention, there will be special reasons..."

"What special reason is needed? Isn't it enough for you?"

"Although the princess' eyes are clearly visible, it describes your appreciation for Liyou, it is also mixed with some special feelings, such as the mist and rain, Liyou cannot understand."

The sound in my memory is so real, and it is still lingering warmly in my ears. Youmeng touches the corner of her mouth, gathering the bitterness of her heart.

"Can I just grab your hand and fall asleep? In this way, I can bring you into my dreams, and I won't be afraid."

"If this can make the princess sleep peacefully and no longer be disturbed by nightmare, Liyou is willing to stay by the princess' side all night and never leave her."

"Okay, don't lie to me."

She admitted that holding his hand at that time was just her deliberate disguise, but now those hands can no longer be touched, and now they may only meet in a dream.
Chapter completed!