"I''m sorry, sister. I killed you by mistake. I''ll give you another ten some other day." This is the only supplementary explanation Liu ziye made for his behavior afterwards.

    That day, after Mo Xiang died, Chu Yu went out of the door and found a small censer lying on the floor. She remembered that when the door was pushed open, something fell to the ground. She realized that Mo Xiang had come to change incense for the house, but she lost her life in a few words.

    Chu Yu didn''t know how she came back to Jiankang. In other words, she was immersed in her own world and ignored the people and things around her body.

    The only thing to remember is Liu ziye''s careless words, as if to say: "I''m sorry, I''ll break a cup for you, and I''ll give you ten compensations another day."

    But the cup and the cup are different, each cup has its own unique place, depending on human life, how can he understand?

    Chu Yu and Mo Xiang are not so close. Except that Mo Xiang ran to her bed to seduce her, they hardly get along with each other. The whole impression of Mo Xiang is just his gentle and pathetic appearance, and his calm after taking over Huan yuan''s work.

    There was no detour or stop on the way back. It was much faster than when I came here. In a few days, I arrived at Jiankang. Liu ziye went back to his palace, while Chu Yu went back to her Princess mansion.

    Things are similar, but people are not. Chu Yu slowly stepped into the place where she had been disobeying for more than a month, but this sentence appeared in her mind. Some people are still there, but some people are no longer there.

    And when she saw Rong Zhi, unconsciously, her whole body tensed.

    Because Chu Yu ordered not to pass the news of Mo Xiang''s death, Rong Zhi didn''t receive the news, so he stood at the door of her residence and waited with a smile. Although his face was a little pale and looked like he had been ill and weak, he looked very calm and comfortable: "I haven''t seen you for decades. How is everything with the princess?" He asked with a smile.

    Chu Yu looks at him, and her mind is blank. The ink fragrance is taught by Rong Zhi. It must have cost a lot of effort. How can she tell Rong Zhi that the man is no longer there? Just because he was not careful, he came to the door when Liu ziye was telling his heart. Is it the soul of Zongyue?

    Seeing that Chu Yu didn''t answer, Rong Zhi was slightly puzzled. Then he opened the door with a smile: "I forgot that the princess came back from a long distance. Naturally, she was tired. Please come in and have a rest."

    Chu Yu listened to him enter the room, sat on the chair, watched Rong Zhi pour the prepared hot tea into the cup, and said slowly, "I have something to tell you." The death of Mo Xiang. It''s just that she thinks it''s up to her.

    It''s her responsibility.

    Rong Zhi put the teacup on the black lacquer square plate and put it in front of her: "princess, please say it. In fact, I have something to say when I''m waiting for the princess. No, I have something to ask for

    On his Yingran such as snow''s eyes, Chu Yu''s condensed will is a little lax in an instant, she don''t open the line of sight, low voice way: "you say first."

    "All right." Rong Zhi was not modest either. He put the tray on the table and then sat on the other chair. The body half side comes over, "I this matter is beg for a person, the princess still remember that little girl that call powder Dai? It''s the girl who is transferred to her side by the princess and looks very delicate. "

    "Of course, what happened to her?"

    Rongzhi bowed his head and laughed: "there is something in the solid ink like this girl, so I asked the princess for love on his behalf, and asked the princess to grant him the pink."

    Hearing the name of Mo Xiang, Chu Yu''s face turned pale. After a long time, she hesitated to say: "ink, pink? Why didn''t I notice them... "

    Rong Zhi said with a smile: "in fact, it''s just Mo Xiang''s mind, and pink and Daisy don''t know it. That''s why I came here today to ask for the princess for him. I ask the princess to agree with them His eyes and hair were pure black, as if they could absorb all the brilliance of time. His skin is as bright as snow.

    As if by invisible hand a grip heart, breathing stopped suffocating chest pain, Chu Yu a sad smile, closed his eyes: "Rong Zhi, ink died."

    She had thought many times before, how to say the news of the death of Mo Xiang, and how to slow down the impact of this matter before she said the key message, but at the end, she expressed it in the simplest way.

    Finally, the invisible hand that held her heart disappeared. After numbing for several days, her heart finally felt something else. The complex emotions were mixed together and pounded her chest.

    If once upon a time, the ink fragrance in her heart was only a less familiar image, accompanied by a wisp of fragrance, then at this time, after a few days of his death, he was really full of flesh and blood in Chu Yu''s mind. He was also a living person, with people he liked and his own hopes and desires.

    But he''s dead. It''s all gone.

    After a while, Chu Yu opened her eyes: "Rong Zhi, I''m sorry."

    She tilted her head to see Rongzhi''s expression. Rongzhi was not so sad. His pure black eyes were slightly stunned. A moment later, he whispered: "princess, what''s the matter?"

    Chu Yu slowly tells him what happened, only omitting the part of why Liu ziye is angry. Her voice drops a little bit, and finally it is almost too low to hear. Suddenly, a cool soft touch comes from her hand. She looks up in surprise, but sees Rongzhi''s hand stretching across the table between them and pressing on the back of her hand holding the armrest. He stares at her quietly, "Princess, don''t blame yourself. It''s not your fault," she said softly

    Chu Yu pursed her lips and hesitated. At last, she said, "no, I can''t forgive myself. It''s not just for this reason."

    Rong Zhi felt the hand he covered trembled slightly, and then heard Chu Yu''s painful voice: "I can''t forgive myself, because after a long time, after the death of Mo Xiang, I came back to myself. My first thought was that fortunately, it wasn''t you who came, but fortunately it was mo Xiang. Fortunately... "

    Rong Zhi raised his eyes in amazement. He clearly saw that the girl was biting her lips. Her teeth were almost deeply embedded in her lips. In her clear eyes, she did not hide her hatred for herself. In spite of such pain and remorse, she still faced her own darkness, weakness, timidity and selfishness.

    Chu Yu could not forgive herself. At that moment, she could hardly believe that she would have such an idea. All of them were innocent. No one should die more than anyone else. But at that moment, she felt lucky, because the person who died was not Rong Zhi, but Mo Xiang.

    How terrible.

    Rong Zhi is still staring at her quietly. He suddenly feels that Chu Yu is not more beautiful than she is now. Even though she is simple in clothes and doesn''t use any powder, she still has traces of dust on her face, but there is really no more beautiful moment than now.

    Injury and death are not the most terrible. In a sense, people''s biggest enemy is themselves. Not everyone has the courage to face her own stain calmly. Chu Yu''s calm is the source of her pain and precious courage.

    "Princess." Rong Zhi stood up, went to Chu Yu, slightly lowered his body, raised his hand over her shoulder, and then slowly hugged her in his arms, "princess, you are very good, very good, don''t blame yourself, your idea is just everyone''s selfish, this is inevitable, you don''t care about the life and death of Mo Xiang, you just..."

    He pause, even he didn''t realize, his eyes in a moment become incomparably soft, like the spring water so soft, the pure clarity of the fundus into ripples of water, a circle of diffusion: "you just, more care about me."

    Rong Zhi hugged Chu Yu and said, "please don''t blame yourself. It''s not your fault."