The long battle has exhausted all his energy. Xia Qingluan really wants to find a place to return to. The two of them stick to each other and never leave.
"I--"
The harsh sound of breaking porcelain broke the secluded tranquility. Xia Qingluan suddenly pushed Wei Moyan away and turned her back.
Yun Yirong stood in front of the door in a daze, the pieces of the tea cup under her feet were stained with water and covered the corners of her skirt. She couldn't tell whether she did it intentionally or unintentionally, but when she heard those words, it felt like the sky was falling. Don't say
It's a tray with teacups, but I can't even hold a tear in my hand.
All the peace and tranquility were shattered, and reality returned to her eyes again. Xia Qingluan wiped away her tears, still letting indifference and hardness become her outer shell.
"I feel a little uncomfortable. Let's practice again tomorrow."
Wei Moyan came to his senses only after Xia Qingluan walked out of the door. When he chased her to the door, the white gauze dress had already turned down the stairs and disappeared.
In one sentence, and in one more sentence, he could firmly imprint the woman he loved into his life, but something insignificant disrupted everything.
Wei Moyan's murderous eyes frightened Yun Yirong and also hurt her.
So what if that woman is extremely talented? She is cold and cruel. She doesn't understand what love is at all. She will only make him angry and sad again and again.
But why doesn't he want to look at himself? From Donghu to Lanling, has he never felt the love? He lost all his relatives because of his appearance, but he would rather travel thousands of miles to follow him to a strange place. All of this
Why can't you get a gentle smile from him in exchange for your efforts?
Also allow yourself to witness with your own eyes how your loved one proposes to another woman.
"roll."
A cold voice without the slightest emotion sounded, and Wei Moyan, who was dressed in a solemn expression, was completely different from before, transforming from a bright god into a cruel ghost.
In the empty pavilion, only Yun Yirong was left weakly kneeling on the ground.
She spent a whole day learning how to make the best tea, just so that he could think of the name Yun Yirong when he was most bored.
The thin fingers clasped on her shoulders were shaking violently, and Yun Yirong felt that all the strength in her body had turned into pain, attacking her heart from every corner of her body.
She was often proposed for marriage at home but had always been proud and arrogant. Now she is lost for a man who ignores her, and she still has to stay with her with a smile and remain calm, all because she can't ask for it, because of the red string!
The wailing sounds slowly turned into sad laughter, and then gradually turned into sad and wild laughter.
"Hongxian, you are the only one I will never agree with!"
————————————————————————————————————Xia Qingluan sat blankly on the observation deck on the second floor throughout the afternoon, looking closely at
The curtain of rain continued for thousands of miles, making it difficult to see clearly even the mountains on the opposite side.
I still don’t know how I will face Wei Moyan tomorrow. After calming down, I dare not recall every word I heard before. If I accept it, I feel uneasy. If I refuse, I can’t bear it. The person who is about to become the Supreme King is
Should I entrust myself to the person I will be with for life?
"If I were you, I would never be so arrogant as to covet the position next to the Pavilion Master."
Lu Hanhai stood beside Xia Qingluan with his hands behind his hands. There was a sense of ridicule on his vicissitudes of face: "If General Xiao, who is always upright, sees that his daughter has become a despicable woman who specializes in marrying bad people, I am afraid that he will be under the influence of Jiuquan."
You can’t close your eyes.”
Xia Qingluan's face suddenly turned pale.
Yes, what Lu Hanhai said is ugly enough, but aren't they facts?
Master's order is to marry at the fingertips. Who doesn't know that the future wife of the Pavilion Master of Poyue Pavilion is Zixiu? Any talk of two people being in love is just an excuse to take away everything from a woman who is infatuated and has no regrets.
, when did you become so cruel?
All thoughts could not escape the eyes of the scheming Lu Hanhai. This was exactly what he wanted. Since he could not stop the Pavilion Master, he would force her to stay away.
"The Master of the Purple Sleeve Hall was implicated by the Wei family and was trapped in a brothel. As a woman, the most precious thing has become a sacrifice. The only person she can rely on for the rest of her life is the Pavilion Master. This is also the support for her survival. And you, you said so
Why do you live for revenge, but actually show off your beauty to win people's love? You don't even think about it. It's only been half a year. You really thought that the master of the pavilion would love you so much that he would not even give up the world for a woman with nothing.
Give up your fiancée who has been with you for many years?"
Xia Qingluan's expression became worse and worse, and her eyes outside the rain curtain became darker and darker. This was not enough. Lu Hanhai knew that if he wanted to achieve his goal, he had to pursue the victory while he was victorious.
When the dark face came closer, Xia Qingluan wanted to avoid it in disgust, but all the strength in her body was gone. Even when she stood, she relied on the support of the railing.
These words are worth the most poisonous poison.
"What the Pavilion Master loves is just his identity as the descendant of Yue Lao." Lu Hanhai's cold voice lingered in his ears, and he couldn't avoid it or push it away.
"There are only two types of men in the world who want you: one is for your face and body, and the other is for mystery. Apart from these two things, you, Xia Qingluan, are nothing, worse than a dog."
No, that's not the case.
Although he said that women were nothing more than dogs to him, during the lonely years of fighting side by side, his eyes never lied.
Even if it was all a big lie, she still had to believe it.
"Palace Master Lu," Xia Qingluan took a deep breath with all her strength: "In terms of family background, appearance, literary talent and martial arts, I know that I am not as good as Master Zixiu Hall, but in his eyes, I may not be that low. What do you think of me?
I am a bad person, and I didn’t intend to be a good man or woman, but this provocative thing is not suitable for your status."
Lu Hanhai was defeated in this round. Before, he didn't expect that his former young master had deviated from his plan, and now he couldn't even imagine that a lowly and humble woman would dare to be so arrogant because of her favor.
If the doctor's wife hadn't told him privately, he wouldn't have known that Wei Moyan was obsessed to the point of talking about marriage. It seemed that if Hongxian was not dealt with, she would definitely become a hindrance for the young master of the Wei family to regain his position as the leader of the martial arts alliance.
"Oh, very good. Since Miss Hongxian insists on having her own way, I won't say anything more. But remember, if I, Lu Hanhai, are in Poyue Pavilion for one day, the person next to the young master will never be you!"
The elder who had assisted two generations of Wei family heads just walked away, leaving only meaningful and cold words.
Xia Qingluan stretched out her hand, and the raindrops outside the attic fell on the scarred palm, which was cold and clear.
How wonderful it would be if everything in the world were as clean as the rain and there was no need to think about it.
She owes Zixiu a lot, but feelings don't belong to another person just by letting them go. If you love someone, your heart will be heartbroken, but if you don't love them, both sides will be hurt.
A thunder in the distance broke into the night. This moment was not a moment of great sorrow or joy, but a tangle of love and hate. At least I had already made a decision on how to face it.
"The sins are already deep, why not add one more."
The white clothes on the vermilion tower are trailing to the ground. If anyone is looking up at you at this time, they will definitely be overwhelmed by the beauty in this chaotic world.
She is Xia Qingluan, an evil Shura ghost who was born for revenge in this world. She is never afraid of His Highness Yama's words of resentment in front of the evil mirror.
If you have him by your side, even the underworld can be crushed.