The first confrontation is over, so... what's the outcome?
She looked at the gate of the Nether Palace, and Zhu Minglie walked in surrounded by everyone. When he reached the door, he raised his hand and asked everyone to retreat.
Then, before there was too late to change his clothes, he ran over like a child, ran to Liusu, holding her hands-
"I've won the battle!"
Liusu's heart trembled suddenly.
"Are you happy for me?" he asked.
However, when he saw her expression, his eyes dimmed, and his face was covered with sinisterness and chill-
"I forgot that you hope I'm dead, how could you be happy for me?" He turned his back and said, "But I've disappointed you, I won this battle."
"What about him?" Liusu asked after walking to him a few steps.
"He's almost dead!!!" He shouted at her!
"No...it's impossible...he won't die!"
"What's impossible? Isn't Thirteen dead? Didn't it turn into a jar of ashes?" He said the most ruthless words that stimulated her heart.
Let the hatred come stronger. If she doesn’t love him, then he will bear her full hatred!
He can bear it!
There is a sound of a breeze blowing outside the window, and willow branches are flying gently in the wind. In the lotus pond, the lotus flowers are fading, and the poplar trees are quietly, quietly, swaying in the wind.
There was a faint sadness in the air.
Her eyes were dull and faint, only tears flashed.
He was unfathomable, and she couldn't be sure of the authenticity of his words, but she had a strong premonition that Zhu Yaohuang would be fine, and she believed in her intuition about him.
She had no colorful phoenix flying wings, and had a little understanding of each other. If he was about to die, she would feel it!
Zhu Minglie stood in front of her, his deep eyes turned and stared at her, feeling extremely heartbroken.
"If Zhu Yao Emperor told you today that I was about to die, would you... be relieved?"
Liusu didn't speak.
"Ha, I am really undead of the Yellow River. I know your answer, but I still want to ask for it." He walked over, pulled her hand, stared at her eyes, "Tell me, how can I not cry?"
He didn't want to see her crying, he didn't want to see her sad, he wanted her to be happy.
"Tell me." He raised her face, opened the hair on his forehead, looked at her full of love. "Autumn is here again... Let's go to the gate of Jinse Palace to pick up leaves, okay?"
She said nothing, only tears flashed in her silent eyes, nothing else.
Lan'er, Xingbai, Xiaohe and the other two happened to walk in with food, Zhu Minglie slowly turned around and left her side.
The three servants were so arrogant that they didn't dare to say anything.
"Serve the master to eat." He left this sentence coldly and walked out the door.
The autumn wind was bleak, and ruthlessly brushed his mysterious black and luxurious dragon robe. There was no expression on his face, and his eyes were like a deep pool, and he could not see the bottom.
"Master, it's time to have a meal..."
As soon as Zhu Minglie walked out of the Nether Palace, he covered his chest and supported his hands on the pillar.
"Your Majesty... You are bleeding..." Duohai hurried over and reached out to support his body. She saw blood overflowing from his fingertips.
"Shut up!" He reached out and pushed her away coldly.
So that's it, it was him who was injured today!
He didn't win! He lost the first round!
"Your Majesty, go to my palace. You are bleeding and you want to pass on the imperial physician." Duohai ran up again,
"Get out!" Zhu Minglie swung her away and left alone.
*
"You want to leave the palace and leave here with Thirteenth Master's ashes and the little princess, right?" Duohai asked.
Liusu raised her head and looked at her.
“Duohai…”
"Do you know he was injured? He didn't win the battle today, he lost!" Duohai looked at her and said.
"He... lost?" Liusu was stunned. Didn't he say he won the battle?
"Yes, he lost the first battle!" Duohai suddenly stepped forward, snatched the chopsticks from Liusu's hand, threw them hard on the ground, and then held Liusu's shoulder tightly and shook them hard..." He
You don’t know if you lose! Why do you get his love? What is it, tell me..."
Liusu let her shake without any resistance.
Lan'er and a few people ran over to see Liusu's shaking face turned pale and grabbed Duohai.
"Madame Hai... Our master is weak, just a little better. Please don't treat her like this. She is sadder than anyone else... She doesn't want to be like this."
Duohai was pulled, she took two steps back, looked at her, and murmured—
"I'm really angry, Liusu, where are you good, where are you good? He would fight with the former prince in order to get you. I'm also angry with myself. I should hate you, but you
But it was the person he loved, I couldn’t hate you!”
Dahae turned around and slowly left.
Liusu sat in a daze, not moving at all!
"What does it mean? It's not the master's fault that the emperor wants to like our master. Why should I question it? Look, the master's face turned pale." Xingbai said dissatisfied when he saw Duohai leave.
"That's right, it's the first time my master has eaten in two days. She threw the chopsticks away before she even took a few bites." Lan'er bent down and picked up the chopsticks.
"Hmph! If our most handsome and lovely Thirteenth Master was here, he would have kicked her far away! How dare he say so many things? Thirteenth Master would not reason with her!"