There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart. Once upon a time, the final destination in life was reduced to desolation. From then on, I lived a lonely life with no branches to rely on.
Even now, Xia Qingluan still did not doubt everything Wan Qi Haoyue said. If he said there was a need for exchange, then exchange it. If he said Xiao Bai would be fine, then he would be fine. If he said he liked it, then there would be no way out.
From being far more dependent than blood relatives to helpless surrender, if this was the result he wanted, he had to admit that she was powerless to change.
After coming out of the side hall, Wan Qi Haoyue's face seemed to have a little color, and she looked much more energetic than before, while Xia Qingluan was still indifferent and cold, with a heartless look in her eyes that didn't know the joys and sorrows. Anyway, she had always been heartless, and she had never been a human being.
Did he say that the only person in the world who is more heartless than him is her?
"Master Xi, if you have nothing to do these days, why don't you stay in a humble house. I don't know many etiquette and customs in the south of the Yangtze River, so I need to ask for more advice." The pale golden figure bowed gracefully, and his words seemed to be about to create a scene.
The two guests did not understand what he was doing. Only the eyes of the young man in black behind him tightened, and then he became dim and silent. He knew that the person who had served him for a long time no longer needed him. From now on, the person who would always be by his side would be someone more powerful than himself.
A more valuable woman than him who is mentally and physically inconsistent.
"Congratulations." Putting down the joyless congratulations, the silent and almost ghostly young man turned and left.
"Gong," Wanqi Haoyue said with difficulty. The cold figure in the courtyard paused, "Where are you going?"
"Of course I'm preparing for the young master's wedding."
Without any pause in his footsteps, he turned out of the door and disappeared.
Xi Shaoyuan and Xiao Qian looked at each other in confusion, feeling uneasy in their hearts, but the smiles on their faces did not change: "I wonder whose daughter is so lucky to be favored by Master Wanqi?"
Wanqi Haoyue did not answer.
He hoped Xia Qingluan would say those words herself, and she also understood what he was thinking.
"Three days later, Master Wanqi and I will get married here."
————————————————————————————The clouds are thick, the night is silent, there are a few crows in the deserted courtyard, but no more sound.
Cheng Xiaobai only felt that his mouth was dry and his whole body was weak. It was said that the poison in his body was attacking, but it didn't seem like it. His eyes were dim and difficult to see, but no one was in the room.
The door was quietly pushed open, and under the night clothes and mask was his unfamiliar figure, cold and awe-inspiring, approaching step by step.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng." With a swing of the knife, Cheng Xiaobai's throat was dry and he couldn't scream, so he passed out.
"Don't go through the back door. I just made fake footprints over there." At the door, the green clothes were thin and thin, but every word was as cold as ice. It was Yun Yirong, the young lady of the Cheng family.
The man in black was carrying Cheng Xiaobai on his shoulders and stretched out his hand: "You also come with me. When you get halfway, you will pretend to escape. Don't make people suspicious."
Yunyi couldn't bear it.
The only people who can touch her are Cheng Xiaobai and that person.
"Why do you still think you're noble when you have a bastard in your belly?" The man in black mocked, "Don't waste time. If someone finds out, don't blame me. I can only kill people and silence them to save my life."
She sighed faintly in the thick cold night, one wrong step after another, and she could no longer look back.
For Cheng Xiaobai, she had to continue making mistakes until she fell into the Abi Hell and would never be reincarnated.
In the early morning of the next day, a sharp scream broke the silence of Cheng Mansion, awakened the sleeping Lanling City, and caused a shocking turmoil in the world.
Cheng Xiaobai, the youngest son of Cheng Mansion, one of the four young masters, Wuchen Master, and Hongxian's biological brother Cheng Xiaobai, whom only a few people know, was kidnapped and disappeared in Cheng Mansion. Also kidnapped was his wife who was pregnant with Liujia, but
On the way, he faked his death and escaped, but his husband was taken away and his life and death are unknown.
When the news reached the Zhu Pavilion ten miles outside Lanling City, the cold long eyes were slightly closed. How many conspiracies in this world could escape his eyes? It's just that some of them could not be explained clearly although they could be seen clearly.
"Where's the person you're watching at the Cheng family?"
"The person responsible for guarding that night was Yan, but the other party chose to leave through the back door, so he couldn't be seen anyway." Shen Yuqing replied.
After Hongxian returned to the Cheng Mansion for the first time, the Pavilion Master sent people to monitor the surrounding situation day and night. However, except for the young master of the Chonghua Sect and Xiao Qian who left on his own, no one approached him. The night when Cheng Xiaobai was kidnapped, no one came close. It was quiet as usual. Even the person involved, Yun Yirong, said that he was taken away unknowingly in his sleep. He did not make any calls for help or make any unusual noises at all.
After the case, the man with his forehead propped up and a gloomy face had cold eyes, his gaze resting on the wine bottle with complicated patterns: "Send someone to find him and bring him back before Hongxian returns to Lanling - if you can't bring him back, you have to bring him back." Let the whole world know in whose hands Cheng Xiaobai is."
Wei Moyan was sure that this incident was instigated by Xi Yingfeng. His purpose was nothing more than to pin the crime of robbery on himself, thereby widening the gap between him and Xia Qingluan. In the final analysis, he wanted to keep her away from him. , then it will be twice the result with half the effort to defeat each one or seize the secrets to dominate the world.
Wei Moyan is scheming, ruthless and cunning, and Wei Moyan knows this well enough to stop Yingfeng.
However, after all, not everyone is as sharp and intelligent as him, and most people in the command hall still cannot understand this command. Jiuhe frowned and took a step forward: "Jiuhe is stupid, I don't understand why the pavilion master has to work so hard to find it." The whereabouts of Young Master Wuchen. The master of Hongxian Hall defected from the pavilion. As we all know, the pavilion master is being generous by not pursuing any further investigation. Why should we care about the people related to her? Is Cheng Xiaobai dead or alive and kidnapped by someone? This matter has nothing to do with me. Poyue Pavilion has nothing to do with it."
"What Xi Yingfeng wants is not that she has nothing to do with me, but that she hates me." Closing his eyes and sitting back in his chair, all the conspiracies and possible outcomes were overwhelming.
No one can prove that Cheng Xiaobai was kidnapped by the Chonghua Sect, but the whole world knows that he is chasing Xia Qingluan recently. If her brother is kidnapped, it is self-evident who the main messenger will point to first. According to her temperament, They will inevitably turn against him for the sake of their only relative. No matter who dies in the hands of the other party, it will always be Xi Yingfeng and those so-called noble and decent people who reap the benefits.
Will she confront him for Cheng Xiaobai? And can he personally end her life?
There is no answer, and Wei Moyan himself is not sure.
After leaving the meeting hall, a charming figure came into view, carrying a medicine box and walking upstairs.
There was a hint of coldness in his dark eyes.
Will this matter have something to do with her again? What exactly is the seemingly quiet and innocent woman expecting in her heart and what will she do? Everything is still unknown, but he has a feeling that as long as Yun Yirong is around, he There was no peace between him and Xia Qingluan.
"The Cheng Mansion is in such chaos, why do you still come to see me?" Zi Xiu propped himself up and sat half-sitting, with a look of gratitude on his face.
"Doctors are benevolent. No doctor in the world will give up on his patients even if they die. Besides, what's the point of being anxious? My husband still doesn't know whether he is alive or dead."
The two women chatted one after another. Not far from the door, Xuan Yi was like iron, cold and cold. The moment he was about to leave, he heard a fact that he couldn't believe.
"I went to see Hongxian a few days ago, and she returned the favor, and it seemed that she was really heartbroken. Even now, I dare not tell Mo Yan about it, for fear that he would act impulsively and do something irreversible. Decide."
"Maybe Miss Hongxian doesn't have a pavilion master in her heart," she whispered softly and slightly melancholy, but it did not escape anyone's ears, "Mr.
I will marry Mr. Wanqi in the future."
There was a clang outside the door.
Yun Yirong heard the sound and rushed out, only to see the corner of his red clothes disappearing from sight, the fragments of the pavilion on the ground and the broken sword Mo Heng.
Be confident and laugh silently.
She specifically chose to go to Zixiu when he saw him. She knew that Wei Moyan would be suspicious and chase him. She would return the love object and marry her as a wife. She was so determined to see what Xia Qingluan could do this time.