"Ah!" She suddenly shouted, with infinite joy and excitement, she ran into the yard, circled in the sun, greeted the fiery light, and her eyes were red.

I thought that she, a ghost, could not see the light, but I did not expect that she could be exposed to the light so wantonly. Her biggest worry was eliminated. All her depression and fear seemed to be expelled by the light at this moment. She was as happy as a new life, in the gorgeous

Laughing and shouting wantonly in the sunlight.

Her happiness and the smile on her bright and delicate face are so eloquent that it seems that the whole air is cheerful.

Mu Yunhe, who was standing in the window looking at her, felt that she was so dazzling and bright at this moment. The vitality of her body was simply incompatible with his aura of decadence and death. When he saw her, he knew that he was alive.

In the abyss of hell, there is more and more despair.

His hidden desire for survival, his decadence of gradually giving up the struggle and compromising his destiny, seemed to be filled with coldness at this moment, making him want to destroy her happiness and vitality. Mu Yunhe, who had been tortured by the disease for a long time, had been suppressing

Mu Yunhe, who greeted everyone with a smile in pain, his eyes were red at this moment, showing the madness of envy and jealousy.

"That's enough! Get in!" Mu Yunhe shouted with all his strength, and the laughter suddenly stopped!

Everyone was silent. Even Xiao Xizi, who had been serving Mu Yunhe and enduring his strange temper, was trembling at this moment because he knew that his master was really angry.

Mu Yunhe was so stimulated that he was unwilling to accept light. His room was dark, with only sporadic light coming through the windows. He would not laugh loudly because he did not have that kind of wanton laughter.

Because of his strength and courage, his yard was always suppressed, and even his voice was so small.

Everyone was cautious when facing him, and no one dared to touch his bottom line. He knew that because of his damn disease and body, he deprived the people who took care of him of laughter and joy.

His guilt is getting heavier day by day, and his guilt almost drowns his personality. Behind his smile is a bitter wall built up by piles of potions. He has surrounded himself inside and cannot get out, and no one can

When he walked in, everyone who came close to him became no longer happy.

He was used to it, but suddenly one day, there was Luo Zhiheng beside him. That light, that smile, that vitality all fiercely stimulated his heart and eyes, his desire for life and his desire for death.

Compromise was like a rusty blunt sword, cutting and pulling back and forth on his heart that was blackened by medicine, painful and irritable.

Luo Zhiheng curled her lips, but his rage could not annihilate her good mood. She came to Mu Yunhe with light steps. When she came in with a light, she realized how dark this room was. Living in such a dark environment

No wonder this man is so moody and moody.

But in order to keep her words and deeds consistent and to make it difficult for people to complain to the princess, she meekly smiled and said: "What's wrong, husband?"

Mu Yunhe had the urge to tear her hypocritical face apart. The violence in his heart was unprecedented, but he was panting violently because of his anger. Even losing his temper seemed so weak: "Didn't you say you want to serve me?

?Then it’s up to you to do the next steps of wiping yourself, feeding me, and taking medicine.”

"Ah?" Luo Zhiheng's eyes widened in anger.
Chapter completed!