The candlelight in the room flickered, perhaps because it was afraid of the strong wind outside, and was beating uneasily.
Nangong Mei stared at the beating candlelight, a small flame reflected in her dark eyes, and asked lightly: "How serious is my poison?" She could feel that her body was too weak, and
Her vitality is also constantly passing away.
"This..." Zi Yuan looked at Nangong Mei in embarrassment, not knowing how to speak.
Turning his eyes, he looked at Zi Yuan with his dark eyes, and said calmly: "Say, I know my body well."
Zi Yuan hesitated, but looking at Nangong Mei's dark pupils, he had to say: "If you still can't find Tianshan Snow Lotus after a month, you will die." The person concerned has the right to own his own condition, and if he finds it, he will die.
There are not many opportunities for Tianshan Snow Lotus.
Nangong Mei had no unnecessary expression and said calmly: "I understand." It was more serious than expected, but it was also reasonable.
Zi Yuan looked at Nangong Mei's indifference but became a little anxious, and said nervously: "Miss Nangong, we will definitely find the Tianshan Snow Lotus! And you have taken the life-extending golden elixir, it won't only be a month!"
Looking at Zi Yuan's nervous look, Nangong Mei felt a sense of warmth in her heart. She raised a faint smile on her lips and said, "Zi Yuan, you remind me of one of my friends here and my only sister."
, the only woman who gave her warmth, although she betrayed her in the end, she did not want to hate her, she just kept the happiness and warmth she had brought her in her memory.
A warm current flowed through his heart, and Zi Yuan said a little flattered: "Zi Yuan is just a servant, how dare he be compared with the girl's friend."
"She used to be just a maid." Nangong Mei's eyes were a little blurred, with a touch of sadness in her eyes, "But she was very good to me. If it weren't for that man's existence, I think we would always be the best.
Sister." Panta's death was the deepest pain in her heart.
Zi Yuan clenched his slender hands into fists and said resolutely: "Some people are worthy of trust!" If a pair of sisters fall in love with a man at the same time, then one of them is destined to be hurt, and the love between the sisters
If it is true, it will not change.
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Nangong Mei's mouth, and she said sadly: "I want to believe that her love is true." From the beginning when Panta approached her, it was not so simple to help her, but she no longer wanted to go.
After thinking so much, trusting someone is actually a beautiful thing, even if it is stupid.
Nangong Mei's sadness seemed to have infected Zi Yuan. She didn't know where she got the courage to say, "Actually, you should also believe me. He really loves you."
A flash of pain flashed through Nangong Mei's dark eyes, and she shook her head and said, "Don't believe in love anymore. It is an abyss hidden behind sweetness, and some is just endless pain and torture." In fact, I heard from Mrs. Meng.
After a few words, she no longer blamed Luo Ming, but she could no longer stay by his side, at least not now. Her life might be lost at any time. Even if she cared about the virginity complex, Luo Ming could not
I can't accept losing her again.
He only cares because of his deep love! Falling in love with his dispossessed slave is destined to change his life.
The sky was cloudless, waves of autumn wind swept by, and the red maple leaves danced in the sky.
Behind the farmhouse is a small hill, and the hill is a maple forest. The red color on the mountain is burning tirelessly, vowing to burn the sky dry.
Occasionally, some scarlet leaves will float into the yard, and together with the withered yellow leaves, the maple leaves will look so charming and unique.
Nangong Mei sat by the window and looked at the maple leaves flying down from time to time. She asked Ziyuan beside her: "Are there maple trees around here?" Since the palace, she has been obsessed with the scarlet maple leaves, the scarlet red maple leaves.
The color stung her heart every time, but she was obsessed with this feeling.
Zi Yuan nodded and said, "Well, there is a large maple tree on the mountain behind."
A flash of light flashed in Nangong Mei's dark eyes. She turned to look at Zi Yuan and said without refusal: "Help me go and take a look."
Zi Yuan looked at Nangong Mei in embarrassment and said, "Miss Nangong, your body is still very weak and you can't go out." Luo Ming asked her to take care of Nangong Mei, and she must not let Nangong Mei have any accidents.
Nangong Mei looked at Zi Yuan indifferently, and repeated again: "Help me go and take a look." If she didn't take tough measures, Zi Yuan would definitely not agree to let her go out, so she could only use her identity as the master.
Come to force her.
Zi Yuan looked embarrassed. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and stretched out his hand to help Nangong Mei up carefully. He did not forget to warn: "Be careful! If you feel uncomfortable, I have to bring you back!" Luo Ming couldn't do it yet.
Refuse Nangong Mei’s request, let alone a little maid like her.
Nangong Mei nodded, leaning almost all her weight on Zi Yuan, and slowly followed her out of the house. She felt a little excited because she hadn't left this room for many days, and the outside was full of people.
The maple leaves on the mountain attracted her attention.
"Miss Nangong, take a rest first." Zi Yuan looked at Nangong Mei worriedly, fearing that she might faint at any time because of her pale face.
Nangong Mei nodded and did not dare to hold on any longer. Her body was too weak.
Zi Yuan helped Nangong Mei sit down on a stone by a stream, washed the handkerchief in the water, and then carefully wiped the sweat on Nangong Mei's forehead, and said worriedly: "Girl, there are still things to go up the mountain.
It’s been a long journey, but your body may not be able to hold on. Shall we go back?”
Nangong Mei shook her head and said firmly: "Where I want to go, I must climb even if I crawl!" This is the principle of a killer and the principle of survival.
Zi Yuan was shocked. She suddenly realized that Nangong Mei's perseverance was comparable to the belief of their dead soldiers. They would not give up until they achieved their goals, but it was different. The dead soldiers only obeyed their master's orders, and the master wanted to die on his own.
She would never say no, but Nangong Mei lived for herself and had her own heart.
Nangong Mei is arrogant and cold, but also so charming. Her unique charm makes even her, a woman, unable to help but be moved by it.
Naturally, Nangong Mei didn't know what Zi Yuan was thinking, and she had no intention of observing or guessing. Her dark pupils looked at the mountain of maple leaves not far away, and all her thoughts were immersed in the red.
Red like blood, flame like fire, like blood burning in the passage of time, like a woman in wedding dress dancing gracefully under the sky, so dazzling.
This is the color she is most familiar with, scarlet. She has been dealing with this color since she was a few years old. She is like this every day, exposed to the reddest blood.
This is also the color that saddens her the most, bright red. She watched the woman wear a bright red wedding dress and marry Luo Ming. She also lost her first child while wearing this wedding dress.
The scarlet color has long been the deepest pain in her heart, having cut her heart so many times.
She is obsessed with the scarlet maple leaves, and the blood-like color constantly reminds her that there are some things that must never be forgotten, and she cannot lose herself. The more painful her heart is, the clearer she can be.
Not long after, Zi Yuan supported Nangong Mei and continued walking towards the mountain, and two slender figures walked slowly forward in the mountain.
On another mountain in the distance, stood a tall and slender figure, his narrow eyes staring at the fragile person infatuatedly, with sad emotions flowing in his eyes.
The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and a thick layer of scarlet leaves covered the ground, covering other plants in this mountain forest.
The mountain was not high at all, but Nangong Mei could only climb halfway up the mountain and no longer had the strength to go any further.
The top of her head was full of scarlet trees, and there was a thick layer of maple leaves under her feet. She sat casually on the ground, supporting her body with her palms to prevent herself from falling.
In autumn, the air is cool, driving away the scorching heat of summer, but making people not feel cold.
Nangong Mei's beautiful face was pale, with some beads of sweat on her forehead. She raised her head and stared at the red trees, with contentment in her dark pupils.
Zi Yuan looked at Nangong Mei's haggard appearance with infinite worry in his heart. He looked in another direction in the forest with hope and disappeared quietly in the forest.
The surroundings seemed to be too quiet, and the silence was a bit abnormal. Nangong Mei was intoxicated with the maple leaves on the mountain and took back her mind, and looked at her side with her dark eyes warily.
Zi Yuan was not there, but there seemed to be a person standing behind her, but that person was not Zi Yuan. She was very sure.
She suddenly turned sideways and looked at the person standing behind her with cold eyes. After a moment of surprise, she said coldly: "Why are you here? Where is Ziyuan?" Her physical weakness also weakened her acuity.
, she had no idea when Zi Yuan left, nor when Luo Ming came, so she didn’t even know how long he had been standing behind her.
Luo Ming stared at Nangong Mei and said sadly: "Are you so reluctant to stay with me for a while?"
Her heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a sharp hard object, and every cell was trembling with pain, but her eyes were still cold and she said ruthlessly: "Yes."
Pain flowed in his narrow eyes, and his sad voice seemed to come from the bottom of his heart: "I'm sorry."
The arrogant king actually said sorry in a low voice. She was really powerful in changing him!
The wound in her heart hurt even more. She turned her eyes away and stopped looking at him. She said coldly: "It's already too late." She was afraid that he would notice the pain and looming tears in her eyes.
"Why is it too late? Just because of a mistake made while drunk, all our feelings will be destroyed?" Luo Ming's voice was slightly higher, and his narrow eyes were already covered with bloodshot eyes.
Nangong Mei's pale lips raised a cold arc, and she said ruthlessly: "Why bother? Are you still unclear about why we are like this?"