At the end of the third day, the night was quiet, the doors were closed everywhere, and the yard was pitch black. Li Ruoxue sat alone in the room, still wearing the half-old silk shirt when he went to see Zhao Xingde in the morning, and two lines of tears quietly slid across his cheeks.

When he was young, he read the Biography of Wu Zixu and was not very clear about Shi Zhennu's determination to die in a river. Shi Zhen could know the hero with a keen eye, so why didn't he follow Wu Yuan? Later, he learned that when the heroes were displaced, they were still not enough to protect themselves, so how could they bear the burden of the weak woman?

"Although I lied to you, I promised you that I would not be in trouble for you again."

A lamp burst out with a lamp, and Li Ruoxue felt that his heart was broken into ashes. When Zhao Xingde proposed to take her to the summer, she was not without concern for the reputation of a woman and the reputation of the family, but in the end she was overwhelmed with deep affection. She had been deposed for many years after Li Gefei, and knew the difficulties of the world. Zhao Xingde was framed by traitors and was able to escape his life was already a blessing for gods and Buddhas. How could he cause trouble for him?

"Don't hate me, at most I will never marry someone else in my life." She sighed softly, and just now, the drum beat three times. Zhao Xingde said that at the fourth day of the day, he waited outside the moon gate of the inner house. If he couldn't wait for her, he would naturally leave. However, a thought would always linger in his mind.

"After tonight, I may never see Yuan Zhi again. Even if I pass by the moon gate, I will go and send him a gift." Li Ruoxue's forehead was already hot. Thinking of this, he stood up and put on a goose yellow silk dress.

There seemed to be a voice in Li Ruoxue's mind that kept saying "I can't go." But his body seemed to be involuntarily. Instead, he tiptoed to the door. The sound of a roller shutter breathing came from the outer room. Her cheeks flushed and she gently pushed open the door. A cool breeze from a summer night blew over her face, making people feel relaxed. Li Ruoxue took a deep breath of the cool night air, carrying the unique vitality of summer flowers and plants, which calmed her mind a little.

She turned around and marinated the door, and then tiptoed to the moon gate of the back house. It was unknown how long it would take to reach the fourth day of the morning, so she stood behind the moon gate in this thin silk dress. Tonight was August 16th. The moonlight shone like a silver waterfall, and the sparse shadows of flowers and trees around it floated, making people look like fairies without any slight fireworks.

A voice in his heart said, "You can't see him in the face", but another voice said, "Maybe I will never see him again after today." Li Ruoxue still took a step forward and opened the lock of the moon gate. Just as he was about to push the door out, he heard footsteps passing outside, awakening from his trance, letting her go away as if she was electrocuted, and stood quietly behind the door, holding her breath, almost stopping her heartbeat. The footsteps seemed to be from Zhao Xingde. He stopped before coming to the moon gate, and he waited for her outside the door.

Zhao Xingde carried a simple green cloth bag with clothes, pass-through documents, scattered Jiaozi, money and other items in it, and even a box of newly bought dried fruit. The remaining large Jiaozi, Chao Buzhi's letters and Jinyanfu waist tags were hidden close to the safer place to prevent others from coveting it.

The cicada kept creaking. When it was heard in Zhao Xingde's ears, his heart was filled with joy and even nervously excited. Although he was fleeing to Xia Kingdom, he brought the person who was the closest to him in this world. He was always lonely wherever he went. He looked up at the moonlight in the sky and felt very bright. It was said that the moon was 15 and 16 were round. Zhao Xingde smiled slightly and pulled out the lock outside the moon gate.

As time passed, the clouds in the sky made the moonlight dark, and the cicadas' louder and louder cries also changed from pleasant to noisy. Gradually, Zhao Xingde couldn't laugh, his heart became more and more uneasy, and his face was covered with a layer of dark clouds. He was not a fool, and when he recalled Li Ruoxue's expression when he agreed, he clearly had an indescribable sadness. Zhao Xingde couldn't help but feel an unknown premonition in his heart.

It was almost the fifth day, and Zhao Xingde stood quietly outside the moon gate, with his blue shirt dyed with a little night dew. The torture in waiting made him feel exhausted. He suddenly understood the meaning of Li Ruoxue's complex eyes in the morning, which was a kind of determination.

Zhao Xingde turned around slowly, and a hope that seemed to be invisible to pull him unrealistically, and every step he took seemed to be as heavy as a pound.

"He left in the end." Inside the moon gate, Li Ruoxue could no longer hold back, and two lines of clear tears flowed quietly down her cheeks.

Zhao Xingde left a few steps and felt extremely depressed. Suddenly, he heard a subtle and depressing cry. The sound was almost inaudible, but it seemed like a thin thread, tightly tied his footsteps. A hope that was like rebirth after a disaster was ignited again. Zhao Xingde immediately turned around and listened quietly before the moon gate. He held his breath and pushed hard with his almost trembling hands. The door that seemed to be close to the world was actually gently pushed open.

The tears on Li Ruoxue's cheeks were not dry, and she looked even more pitiful under the moonlight. She looked up at Zhao Xingde, as if she was full of grievances to say.

She didn't wear clothes for going out, and didn't take her luggage. Seeing this, Zhao Xingde didn't understand what was going on, so he immediately walked over and took her hand, and walked towards the small door of the outer house without saying a word.

Li Ruoxue was pulled by him, and he couldn't help but take a few steps. He woke up and swung hard. However, because Zhao Xingde was stronger and did not shake it away, Zhao Xingde not only did not let go, but instead grabbed it tighter. Li Ruoxue struggled a few more times, and then stopped and turned to look at her. Li Ruoxue lowered his head and whispered: "I don't want to cause trouble for you."

Zhao Xingde asked her to look directly into his eyes and said word by word: "I'm not afraid of trouble." He paused, then frowned and said in a deep voice: "Don't say trouble again in the future." His face was quite scary. Li Ruoxue didn't argue anymore, so he followed him with grievance. A carriage that had been hired was parked outside the neighborhood. The two got on the carriage. The coachman whipped the carriage several times, and then headed for the confluence of the Xiaguo carriage.

When Zhao Xingde pulled Li Ruoxue away from the inner house, the lights of the main house in the house were lit, and Li Gefei and his wife stood in front of the window and looked at the empty place.

Mrs. Wang's face was pale. Although Li Ruoxue was not his biological child, she raised her up. She held back her sobbed and said, "Master, have you let your daughter be taken away by someone before you give the marriage gift?"

Li Gefei was also mixed with emotion and sighed in a low voice: "If you don't want Ruoxue to watch over the door, you can only do this." From beginning to end, he believed that these sons were doing loyalty and righteous things, and had never planned to remarry his daughter.

At the fifth o'clock in the morning, in the embroidery pavilion of Gonglou, the golden scent was filled with red waves. After the lingering feeling, the sadness of parting was filled with separation. Chen Dong felt a chill in his chest. When he looked down, Li Shishi's pretty face was covered with tears, but he had been biting his lips and did not cry. He gently stroked her slightly twitching shoulder, a hint of guilt surged in his heart, and whispered: "When this storm subsides, I will redeem you." "Well, I know."

Li Shishi's well-behaved knowledge made Chen Dong feel even more guilty. He was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice with an unusual tone: "I, Chen Dong, swore to Tianmeng. If I overcome this difficulty in front of me, I will definitely marry Li Shishi as my wife. If I violate this oath, I would rather..."

Before he could speak the words, his mouth was covered by a soft hand.

"Don't swear," Li Shishi's delicate face turned slightly red, and she buried her head in Chen Dong's chest without any shame, and whispered, "I can trust Chen Lang. Just stay with Chen Lang forever."

Chen Dong felt a little excited. Although he had planned to redeem Li Shishi earlier, he had never said whether to marry Li Shishi because of his reputation. Li Shishi had never mentioned it to him. He was not the one who promised lightly, so he gently took her hand away from his mouth and continued to say in a deep voice: "If I, Chen Dong, violated this oath, I would rather not marry for life and have a son and a grandson."

Outside the window, a ray of dawn sunshine had shone into the house. The moment of parting came, despite reluctance.
Chapter completed!