She woke up with her own screams. For a long time, her consciousness wandered in the realm of nothingness, her eyes dull and lifeless.
The blurry candlelight on the table gradually became clearer. She was startled and quickly turned over to the ground. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she felt weak and dizzy again, and her body fell limply to the ground. The cold ground gradually made her wake up.
Slowly standing up on the edge of the bed, she noticed that she was alone in the huge room.
On the table, the candlelight flickered, and two steamed buns and a plate of meat were quietly placed on it. She moved over, grabbed the steamed buns and the meat, and ate it. She was not afraid of poisonous food, not afraid of death, just
I'm afraid I won't have the energy to go find Ruyan and ask him clearly.
After only eating half a steamed bun and a few mouthfuls of meat, she was so full that she couldn't hold anything else. She straightened her breathing slightly, and when she felt she had regained some strength, she hurried out.
The scenery that caught her eye still belonged to this cold and deep palace. Her rescuer did not send her away from this place, but at this moment, she had no time to care about who her benefactor was.
In such a huge deep palace, I don't know where Ruyan is, nor what the name of her canonization is. I have no clue and it's difficult to move forward.
Suddenly, she stopped, turned around and called to the quiet night sky: "Come out! I don't care who you are, just come out!"
Behind the dark flowers, a light blue figure slowly stepped out. Under the light of the moonlight, his handsome face was covered with a layer of paleness.
"It's you." She subconsciously took two steps back and stared at his face. "Don't come over! If you come over again, I will bite my tongue and commit suicide!"
"You asked me to come out." His voice was hoarse, with a hint of vicissitudes of life. "If you die, how will you be worthy of those who have sacrificed for you?"
"Do you know?" She flashed her eyes, suddenly rushed over, and grabbed his clothes tightly, "Tell me, who is dead? Who is it?"
His eyes were locked on her pale and thin face. After a long while, he said calmly: "Xiao Qing."
Her legs gave way and she fell on him, covering her lips tightly with her hands to prevent herself from crying. "How... did you die?"
He didn't speak, he just held her gently to prevent her fragile body from falling to the ground. Some words were too cruel to her, and he couldn't say them, and couldn't bear to say them.
"How did she die?" With tears streaming down her face, she couldn't see the face in front of her clearly. She could only grab him hard, as if this would make her feel better. "Tell me, how did she die? Tell me.
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"I'll take you back." He wanted to pick her up, but was pushed away by her.
"Where are you sending me back? To Murong Yun's palace?" She smiled miserably, with a look of death on her face, "Okay, okay... I'll go back with you, and I won't make it difficult for you...
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"Xi'er..."
"But please, for the sake of our past acquaintance, please take me to see Ruyan." She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at him earnestly, and begged: "Please, I just want to see Ruyan."
See her and ask her what happened. I just want to find out. Please, Xu!"
Hearing her calling him like this again, a trace of pain that was imperceptible to others flashed through Jie Xu's eyes. He took two steps forward and said in a deep voice: "You can't see her. She is like this. If you go, you will only irritate her.
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"Whose is the baby in her belly?" She closed her eyes, "Is it Murong Yun?"
"No!" Jie Xu quickly replied, "Brother has never been close to a woman in the past year or so."
"Really?" If he had said this to her two years ago, maybe she would still believe it. But he is no longer the Murong Yun he was before, and his heart has long since become cruel and ruthless!
"He is not what you think, he..." I want to explain something, but I don't know how to go on.
"You can't find any reason to defend him, can you?" Xiang was born from his heart, and the cruelty and violence in his eyes could not deceive anyone. "Did he kill Xiao Qing?"
Silence, as quiet as the wind.
She closed her painful eyes. At this moment, she couldn't even find the strength to cry. Maybe she had had illusions about him, thinking that he just hated her for betraying his trust and betraying his sincerity, but she didn't expect that his heart
More ruthless and cruel than she imagined!
Murong Yun, Murong Yun, why are you! Why do you want to be like this?
She squatted on the ground, hugged her shoulders, and wanted to cry, but her tears had long since flowed away. Her thin body was shaking slightly in the wind, but she didn't know whether it was because of the cold or fear.
"I'll take you back." This time, he no longer allowed her to hide away. He picked her up and flew towards Murong Yun's palace in a flash.
In the palace, the lights were dim, and there was not a single maid or eunuch in the entire courtyard. It was terribly deserted.
Seeing that terrifying place, she subconsciously shrank into his arms. This small move deeply hurt his heart. Murong Yun's slender figure stood under the shadow of the dark tree, a pair of dark eyes
He looked at them coldly with his eyes.
Seeing him, the deep fear returned to the top of my heart, and my delicate body began to tremble slightly again.
"It seems that I have given you too much freedom." He smiled coldly, hooked his long arm, and took her from Jie Xu's arms into his own. Appreciating the beautiful beauty in front of him, his eyes suddenly changed.
De Ling Li. "How long has it been since my second brother tasted the taste of a woman, huh?"
Jie Xu, who had already turned around and walked two steps, suddenly stopped. Looking back at that moment, he saw that his big palm pulled hard, and Yang Xi's clothes shattered. Under the moonlight, only the bra was left on her white body, crimson.
Seductive!
He was startled and turned away hastily, anger suddenly filling his heart. "Brother, why do you treat her like this!"
"Why can't I?" Just when he was about to say more cruel words, the body of the person in his arms softened and slowly fell down. The pale moonlight fell, and there was no trace of human presence on the weak little face.
color.
His expression changed slightly, and the light yellow blouse covered her tightly in an instant.
"Brother, Jie Xu understands what he means. When Yanyu wakes up, I will return to the border." Without looking back, he could already feel what happened to them behind him. Closing his eyes, he smiled miserably: "I just pray
Brother, please treat her well and don't let her die in your hands one day."
The steps of the people behind him were slightly disorderly, but after a moment, they regained their composure and gradually walked away.
He smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with loneliness and sadness.
Since you care so much, why would you hurt her intentionally? Will you feel better if you hurt her? Can you feel better?
In hundreds of days, from worry and concern, to deep disappointment, to despair and resentment, how much love and hate can a heart bear?
Bystanders are clear, but the authorities are confused.
Love is a double-edged sword, it is a cocoon that binds itself. I am afraid that the one who will be hurt the most in the end will be himself.