Qiluo was dressed in a wedding dress, leaning on a stone pillar outside the corridor. The pink tear mole was looming under her eyelids, and the coldness of the stone pillar extended from her back to her heart.
Nan Wuchu had been by her side for almost two hours.
"Little fairy, what are you thinking about? Can you tell me?" He felt sorry for her, but still maintained a playful smile on his face, not letting her see it, because he knew that she definitely didn't want anyone to show distress and sympathy at this moment.
expression.
After eight years of separation, we finally met, but...
"Nan Wuchu..." Qiluo stood up straight and smiled at him, "I want to ask you a question."
"You ask."
"People like you have slept with countless girls."
"...Little...little fairy, this question is not suitable for you to ask. You are pure and pure..." An imperceptible pain flashed through Nan Wuchu's eyes.
"I just want to ask you, is it true that an experienced person like you would be unprepared when sleeping with a girl?"
After hearing this, Nan Wuchu's heart trembled, and his face suddenly darkened——
"Little fairy, what do you want to do?"
"Nan Wuchu, let's say goodbye here. I already know the answer from your eyes."
Qiluo turned around and walked towards the palace of His Highness the Third Prince of the Xinwu Kingdom, who was rumored to be the most ruthless.
In the dusk, she saw large swathes of dandelions flying.
She walked into the sea of dandelions and let the fluttering petals submerge her body.
"Little fairy..."
Nan Wuchu followed.
Qiluo felt as if her body was being carried by the dandelions and flying.
He closed his eyes and fell to the ground hard.
"Little fairy!"
Nan Wuchu stopped and hugged her, "Don't go, he is no longer the same person as before."
Qiluo raised her head stubbornly. "But I am still the same person as before!"
"Little fairy..."
"Nan Wuchu, if you treat me as a friend, don't stop me. Those who are loyal to my father and have sacrificed their lives for him cannot die in vain, especially... the life of my Aunt Yun Ni! These, I
Take them all back!"
In her eyes, it was like a ball of fireworks burning, more brilliant than the flowers of the other side.
"I'll go with you! I'll always be by your side!"
"No! The day you go back and tell Buhui, tell him that your sister goes back, is the day Jun Wuya dies."
She turned around and disappeared from Nan Wuchu's sight.
A red dress burned like a flame, and all the dandelions turned red.
【two】
The night is as cool as water.
Qiluo lay naked on the bed of His Highness the Third Prince of Xinwu Kingdom.
The bed is very luxurious, inlaid with pearls and tassels, so beautiful and dreamlike.
Her whole body was stiff, and the quilt didn't seem to keep out the cold. At this moment, her hands and feet were cold.
"Your Highness Third Prince..."
Outside the room, the gentle voice of the maid came, and a familiar sound of footsteps sounded. Qiluo's hand tightened, holding the sword under the quilt tightly.
"Go down..."
A cold, indifferent voice sounded.
It's him!
Apart from him, no one else in the world has such a ruthless voice.
Jun Wuya!
She said his name hard.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and her body became more and more tense.
"Qiluo..."
Slender fingers lifted the curtain, and his face appeared in front of her.
When the face from her childhood merged with the face in front of her, she felt like crying, but she held it back.
"Qiluo, they said you were the one who came to steal the marriage. I thought..."
"Your Highness..." Qiluo didn't wait for him to finish, she sat up and stretched out her hand to pull him into the bed——
Wuya stopped her, "Qiluo?"
"I saw your wedding today. It was very lively. You are worthy of being the Third Highness of the Xinwu Kingdom. However, your bride today is so ugly. Jun Wuya, I haven't seen you in so many years. Your standards have dropped too much."
That's great, I sympathize with you."
Her hands were thrust into his clothes, and she was teasing him without any skills.
"do not do that."
He held her hand.
Qiluo opened her mouth and bit his shoulder, biting it hard.
"Qiluo..." It hurt, and her bite caused blood, but he didn't frown, "Don't bite, your teeth will hurt."
The voice is still so gentle, exactly the same as before, but——
"Jun Wuya! Your hypocrisy really makes me sick!"
Qiluo pushed him away fiercely, wiped her lips, and found a lot of blood on the back of her hands.
She looked at him, her heart was torn to pieces, but she never shed a single tear.
Jun Wuya pulled the quilt to cover her naked body, stood up, and said——
"You rest, I will send someone to take you back tomorrow."
There was no warmth in his voice for a moment, and the warmth just now was fleeting, as if it was just an illusion of Qiluo's, or a memory of his childhood sweetheart.
"don't want……"
Watching his retreating back, Qiluo suddenly got off the bed, ran over barefoot, and hugged him from behind——
"What I just said was a lie. In fact, I still love you very much."
Fire was burning in his eyes, and his hands and body were trembling, "I'm cold."
Jun Wuya's back froze for a moment, and he turned around. The woman stood barefoot in front of him, pretending to love him very much.
He bent down to pick her up, put her back into bed, and held her cold feet in his palms, conveying warmth.
"Take me, am I not more beautiful than your bride?" She stabbed a knife in her heart, a sharp knife.
She seemed to still see the past pity in his eyes.
When her feet finally warmed up, he tied her into the bed——
Place a kiss on her forehead:
"I won't want you."
"Jun Wuya!"
"Qiluo, do you know why I don't touch you? Because as long as I don't touch you, you will still be a virgin. Virginity cannot be fake. I'm afraid that once you are no longer a virgin, you will be eager to jump on Na Wuchu.
Or Murong Helian’s bed.”
"You..." Qiluo held the sword in his hand.
"Don't think about killing me, you won't kill me." He pressed on her body, wrapped his strong body tightly around her body, and put his hands into the quilt.
That hand touched Qiluo's bare skin. Her body tightened and she held onto him tightly.
But he just took out the sword from her hand, "Besides, with your skills, you can't hurt me."
Jun Wuya left her behind and walked out, but the sword was broken into two pieces in his hand, and then was thrown into the grass.
【three】
"His Royal Highness is ill."
The maid looked timidly at Qiluo, a woman who had no status in the Xinwu Kingdom, but whom no one dared to offend.
"Really? When will you die?"
Qiluo sneered.
The maid was shocked. His Highness the Third Highness was like a god in the Xinwu Kingdom. Even His Highness’s wife, the Third Princess, did not dare to make trouble against His Highness, but this woman...
"Bring the medicine here, I'll go!"
Qiluo stretched out her hand, and the maid took a step back, "No one can break into His Highness's room, otherwise... he will be killed without mercy."
"Do you want to die?"
She quickly pulled out the dagger and placed it across her neck, "This is the dagger my fourth uncle gave me. With just one stroke, you will be killed on the spot!"
"..." The maid quickly left the medicine and left.
"Cough...cough..."
Before she entered his room, she heard the sound of coughing. Qiluo paused before walking in.
I saw Jun Wuya with his eyes closed, leaning against the bedside. His forehead was sweating and his lips were horribly pale. Qiluo brushed aside the strange emotion in her heart.
She walked over and put her arms around Wuya's shoulders.
"Qiluo, are you here?"
He didn't open his eyes, but he knew it was her.
"Let's see if you're dead." The concoction was handed to his lips.
He frowned, "It's so bitter, I don't want to drink it."
He suddenly looked like a child afraid of taking medicine.
"Drink!" Her order was not gentle at all, it was like an imperial edict.
He opened his eyes, looked at her, and opened his mouth.
As soon as the concoction entered his throat, his body trembled.
"It's really bitter." He looked resentful and didn't want to drink anymore.
"Bitter? Then I drink it and it will make me suffer to death."
"..." Qiluo brought the bowl to her mouth, but Jun Wuya had already snatched the medicine bowl away and drank the medicine in one gulp.
He was so painful that he shivered.
"When I was little, I fed you medicine like this. You were afraid of hardship."
I don't know if he was a little fragile because of his illness, but he had an unreal expression on his face and started talking about the past a long time ago.
The first time he kissed Qiluo was after she drank the medicine. She was still very young at that time and didn't know she had been kissed secretly.
At that time, she was the princess and he was the book boy.
Now, he is the Third Highness of the Xinwu Kingdom, and she has no status at all.
"Really?" she said calmly.
"Qiluo..." He turned his face and said slowly: "Xiao Qiluo, you..."
He stopped suddenly, as if he was afraid that something would disappear as he said these words. After a long time, he finally continued slowly: "Do you hate me?"
"I don't hate it." Qiluo smiled and then said, "I hate it."
"Qiluo..." A trace of pain flashed in his eyes.
"Hate comes only when there is love. I don't have any love for you, so how can there be hatred?"