"Is it going to rain outside?" Lu Ruoxin asked suddenly.

The servant nodded: "Yes, the clouds are already covered. I believe that there will be a thunderstorm in a short time. However, the subordinates have arranged for people to reinforce the surroundings of the camp, so that the princess will have a dry and comfortable place to live."

Lu Ruoxin shook her head: "The rainstorm is good, the rainstorm is good, at least, it can comfort some people. Incompetent people can only blame others, and this rainstorm should be regarded as God's mercy."

"I'm afraid the heavens will be too busy!" The servant smiled softly.

Lu Ruoxin smiled without saying a word, pulled away gently, lay down slowly, and said leisurely: "Rest early, tonight, some people are destined to spend it in sadness, and some people will spend it in the humiliation that is worse than death. We, should Don't disappoint this beautiful and peaceful night."

When the servant heard this, he immediately smiled: "The little one doesn't want to disturb the princess's rest, so I will take my leave."

Lu Ruoxin was in a good mood and nodded in response rarely.

When the servants went out, she lay down gently, her jade-like slender fingers leisurely picked up the fruit in the fruit plate, her vermilion lips parted slightly, her jade teeth parted slightly, savoring carefully.

As far as she is concerned, those who provoke her and those who dislike her are destined to be a sleepless night tonight.

After a while, thunder roared, and the rainstorm finally arrived.

The heavy rain fell like pouring, and the whole peaceful night was filled with only the sound of rain, and the roaring thunder, and sometimes a few lightning bolts, which suddenly turned the night into white, and restored it to its original appearance.

In the forest, Han Sanqian was sitting under a tree, motionless.

Even if the heavy rain washed away, he didn't care at all. Even though the rain drenched his whole body, he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on his face.

The wind roared, the rain became heavier, and the thunder roared, but no matter how bad the weather was, it couldn't resist the depression in Han Sanqian's heart at this time.

He didn't understand, nor did he know why Su Yingxia said that in his letter.

He was at a loss, at a loss, and even didn't know what to do.

Was she forced? But it didn't seem like it. If it wasn't, Han Sanqian would not believe that she would say such a thing anyway.

If you don't do what she says, maybe you will never have a chance to meet her in this life, but if you do what she says, Han Sanqian's heart will be pierced.

At the same time, in a certain cave under such a thunderstorm, compared to Han Sanqian's side where it was silent to deathly silence, this side was full of crying, which was extremely miserable.

"No, no, don't!" the man shouted in despair.

And several women kept crying miserably, accompanied by a group of men's evil laughter.

In the border town not far away, the rain on a rainy night made the roaring and low roaring of the corpses outside no longer so loud. Although there was a tendency to deceive the ears, at least it could calm everyone's hearts a little.

Plus Fumang's another pot of hot soup may be painful for Fumang, but for most people, it can be regarded as a kind of carnival of "after the rain".

The sky soon dawned, the thunder stopped roaring at some point, and the rain in the sky stopped at dawn.

Instead, the sky is as clean as glass, the breeze on the ground is refreshing, the flowers and plants are abundant, and the birds are singing happily.

After the rain, everything seems to be so beautiful.

In the forest, the branches were still dripping water from his body drop by drop, and like them, it was Han Sanqian under a certain big tree.

Sitting there motionless, like a rock, not for a moment, but for a night.

On the tips of his hair, on his arms, and on his chin, the rain was slowly falling, but he just stared at a certain place with a blank expression, as if he didn't care at all.

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