Ye Luo smiled, it was so difficult to tell the truth, "This little girl is not talented, she once thought about starting a jade business, and she has also done some research on jade. If I am not mistaken, this jade should only be found in the imperial palace.
There is no rumor at all among the people. May I ask if the woman you are talking about is from the royal family?"
Ye Luo saw the change in the masked woman's eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and continued, "Girl, I have to say that you are very careful, but there is a saying that cleverness can lead to mistakes. This hairpin must be
It was carved within three days, but the degree of distressing makes the hairpin itself look like it is thirty or forty years old. Which girl has such trouble with her accessories?"
The pale face of the masked woman became even more bloodless, and her hand that was holding the ground loosened and she collapsed on the ground. If she hadn't heard this woman claiming to be my princess, she would have died here today, and she wouldn't have been able to figure it out.
He actually lost at the hands of the princess who was rumored to be talentless and virtuous.
Mo Yichen saw the masked woman's expression and knew that what Ye Luo said was true. He looked at Ye Luo in surprise. This woman had brought her another surprise today.
The scorching gaze almost melted her, Ye Luo's heart trembled slightly, and he suppressed the feeling of crying and forced himself not to look back.
Ye Luo, it's still too late to turn back now, just like this, don't look back, never...
The palms of my polished lotus flowers hurt, and the white silk handkerchief on my hand was stained blood red. My right hand was clenched into a fist and hidden under the blue sleeve, trembling uncontrollably.
When the two of them were not paying attention, Ye Luo quickly took out a silver needle and stabbed the acupuncture point on his right arm. Beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. Another voice kept shouting in his heart, he must hold it back, no matter how painful it is.
The pain was nothing like the heart-breaking pain just now.
Mo Yichen saw that something was wrong with Ye Luo and asked worriedly, "Piao Ling, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Ye Luo hurriedly pulled out the silver needle and stuffed it into his sleeve, "Mo Yichen, if I guess correctly, your sweetheart should be fine. These people probably haven't found that person at all.
Miss."
"Thank you... thank you..." At this time, Mo Yichen had completely calmed down and Ye Luo said lightly, "No need." What did he want to thank himself for? Should he thank himself for saving him who almost went crazy, or should he thank himself for letting him go?
He knew that his sweetheart was still alive and well.
If that's the case, there's no need to thank you at all. Brother Chen, is the only word "thank you" left between us?
"Chen..." Ye Luo was about to speak when he caught a glimpse of the masked woman trying to swallow poison to commit suicide, and hurriedly stopped her and said, "No..."
Mo Yichen stretched out his hand and swung a flying knife. After all, it was the last step. The poison had entered the mouth, and the masked woman's face instantly turned black. Ye Luo stepped forward and squatted down, stretched out his hand to explore the neck of the masked woman, and said to Mo Yichen
Chen shook his head.
He had been seriously injured, had taken poison, and had long since lost his breath. There was no evidence of death. This group of people acted so rigorously that even the last clues were cut off. I'm afraid it would be even harder to find out who was responsible.
After lifting the veil of the masked woman, Ye Luo and Mo Yichen frowned at the same time. Mo Yichen once again unveiled the others, and their eyebrows knit together deeply. Ye Luo closed her eyes and pressed her eyes.
She felt disgusting in her heart. She had never been called a delicate woman. She could still accept the disgusting and disfigured face of the masked woman under the veil, but if everyone looked like this, Ye Luo couldn't help it.
I want to vomit.
A feeling of dizziness hit Ye Luo and she swayed a few times. Ye Luo leaned against the tree and barely supported herself to rest a little. She was really tired tonight.
If the masked woman hadn't committed suicide just now, she would have almost asked, "Brother Chen, do you still remember Luo'er?"
Now that I think about it, it's a good thing that I didn't say it. If I did, it would only make me more sad. Brother Chen, your feelings for Luo'er are just like the relationship between brother and sister that Luo'er had for you when we first met?
At that time, Ye Luo almost missed the time between the two of them because of his hesitation...
Ye Luo opened his eyes, touched the side of the masked woman's face a few times, then checked several men in black, and sighed with pity, "It's not disguise."
Even the most cruel killer organization would never treat a person so cruelly. In order not to leak their own information, those people ruined the appearance of all the killers. They are so cruel.
"Leave this matter to me to investigate, drift away, forget about tonight." Mo Yichen saw Ye Luo standing precariously under the tree, about to fall down when the wind blew, his smart black eyes were a little dim,
But he didn't show any fear.
Looking at the thin blue figure worriedly, she didn't seem to realize that this reaction was not what a young lady who never left the boudoir should have, leaving only a deep worry.
After Mo Yichen checked all the corpses and found no clues, he took out a bottle. He exposed his martial arts skills tonight, and the corpses of these people cannot be kept.
Ye Luo closed her eyes and didn't want to watch anymore. Over the years, she thought she had learned to be cold-blooded in the fierce battles fought by batches of killers. She also knew that the bodies of those people must not be left behind, but she still couldn't bear it.
"Mo Yichen, leave her a complete body." Ye Luo lowered his head. She was also a poor person who was exploited and had no choice. As both women, Ye Luo knew that a girl without relatives wanted to survive in this world.
How difficult.
"Okay." Without hesitation, Mo Yichen poured the remaining corpse powder on the grass. A puff of white smoke came alive, and the fallen leaves on the ground were all black. He left her whole body. He didn't want Ye Luo to be sad again.
Ye Luo didn't want to stay in this place anymore, turned around and walked into the darkness, hearing footsteps behind him, "Mo Yichen, aren't you curious?"
Are you not curious about why my personality is different from the rumored one? Are you not curious about my abnormal mood tonight, crying for no reason? Are you not curious about why I, a helpless woman, can behave like this when facing the danger tonight?
calm?
The most important thing is, aren't you curious why I married you?
Hearing the footsteps behind him stop, Ye Luo paused but did not stop.
"I trust you."
Ye Luo was startled for a moment and almost dropped the hairpin in her hand. She tried hard to resist the urge to turn around, hug Mo Yichen and cry bitterly.
Why, she had prepared all the words and excuses, but he only replied to her with this sentence?
Mo Yichen, why do you believe me, why do you still give me this hope?
The sky suddenly became brighter. This was probably the last round of fireworks today. It was so beautiful, but no matter how beautiful it is, it only lasts for a moment!
Fireworks are fleeting and fallen leaves are falling...