Marrying someone you don't like, and having to spend the rest of your life with him hand in hand, with your heart no longer with him, but God wanting to be by your side, this kind of torture is worse than death.
Su Qi broke away from Qiu Muze's arms, stood on the stage and tried her best to call Xiao Hen's name.
Her mind was in chaos. She just thought that if Xiao Hen was by her side at this moment, the ending might be different.
She left a note for him, telling him to rush here at Xu Shi, but now it was already Hai Shi, and there was no sign of him.
Could it be that you put too much medicine in his tea and that he couldn't wake up for a while?
When Su Qi thought of this, she hurriedly ran to the Su Mansion.
Su Nian'an looked at Su Qi running in a hurry, listened to her calling Xiao Hen's name in the crowd, and thought of how she usually stuck to Xiao Hen and went in and out with him, Su Nian'an suddenly understood that the relationship between the two was not superficial.
It looks so simple.
But compared with knowing the identity of Su Qi woman, these have become not so important.
When Su Nian'an thought that his father had been deceived inexplicably for more than ten years, his heart suddenly became depressed, as if his heart had been pierced by a knife. A smell of blood emanated from the tip of his nose. Su Nian'an covered his chest and took a mouthful of bright red
Blood sprayed on the bright white petals.
"Brother Su, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Qiu Muze hurriedly stepped forward to support Su Nianan's body and pulled him to the chair beside him yesterday morning.
Qinglong dismissed the onlookers, and the bustling people of Peony City showed all the expressions of a bystander in tonight's farce.
Qiu Muze looked at Su Qi who was running wildly in the crowd. The wind lifted her green silk hair, like green water plants growing infinitely in the water. Her pure white dress was flying in the wind, and the peach blossoms on her sleeves were blooming extremely coquettishly.
, the graceful figure sways in the wind, like a peony fairy falling into the world.
The people in the audience were stunned for a moment, their eyes followed the direction of Su Qi's escape. Under Qinglong's expulsion, they followed Su Qi all the way.
Su Qi rushed into Su Mansion, her clenched palms were sweating heavily, and the corners of her pale lips revealed a name that sounded vague but very clear.
Xiao marks.
Su Qi stood under the peach blossom tree full of fruits and looked at the door of Xiao Hen's room which was still ajar when she left.
Su Qi rushed towards the half-hidden room, pushed open the thin paper door, and looked at the carved and painted screen in front of the room.
Su Qi moved her steps gently and walked towards the screen step by step.
With her dead heart beating hard, Su Qi stared at the screen, wondering if Xiao Hen was no longer here at this moment, would it mean that he had abandoned her, didn't want her, and would no longer care about her?
Looking past the screen with the peacock in full bloom, Su Qi's heart trembled when she saw the quilts tangled together randomly. She stepped back numbly, shaking her head in disbelief. Her trembling body bumped into the table behind her, which was covered with blue and white porcelain.
The tea cup suddenly fell to the ground, shattering into pieces all over the floor.
A fragment fell on Su Qi's footsteps. Su Qi stumbled and fell hard to the ground.
Pressing her hands on the fragments of blue and white porcelain, the sharp pieces of porcelain cut into the rioting blood vessels, bright red stained the white cuffs, and Su Qi's cold tears.
He is not in the room, not in Peony City, so where will he be?
The wind blows through the curtains, and the cool moonlight shines into the room through the curtains.