Shui Jingxue shouted loudly, but after calling for a long time, no one came.
The whole courtyard is quiet
Where have all the people gone? I haven’t even heard the footsteps.
Cold sweat broke out on Shui Jingxue's forehead. If Duanmu Jifeng took advantage of her and imprisoned her here... Oh my god, she was such a fool, she was actually fooled like this?
After shouting for a long time, Shui Jingxue watched the night slowly spread.
Someone brought dinner, but it was just passed through the gap under the door. No matter how Shui Jingxue asked, the person just left without making a sound.
Shui Jingxue sat down helplessly
Although she has divine power, as Duanmu Jifeng said, her divine power is unstable
Therefore, now that Shui Jingxue wants to go out, he can't use it.
She finished her dinner dejectedly
Still no one came, and I don’t know where Duanmu Jifeng went.
Shui Jingxue's emotions were ups and downs. Watching the moonlight seeping in quietly, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.
Duanmu Jifeng, is he really using her?
But...there is no need to imprison her like this?
The night is intense, the night is long
****
A small town hundreds of miles away from Nanshan
Duanmu Jifeng sat in the guest room of the inn, drinking wine sullenly
Yu stood there carefully
"Your Majesty...treating the Princess like this, I'm afraid..."
Duanmu Jifeng's face was solemn and he didn't want to say a word.
"Princess Ruoran came out and found her in the secret room in the courtyard..." Yu looked even more worried, speaking every word carefully.
"Yu, you are tired too, go and have a rest."
Duanmu Jifeng said lightly, with a thin smile on his lips
Yu sighed lightly, Duanmu Jifeng decided what he had decided, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't persuade him to change his mind.
That's all
Yu walked out of the room and closed the door for Duanmu Jifeng
Duanmu Jifeng lay on the bed, recalling the days he spent with Shui Jingxue in just a few days.
Sweet, exciting, addictive
He has long since sunk into that love
It’s just that the time is too short…
Duanmu Jifeng smiled faintly and wanted to fall asleep, but Shui Jingxue looked like him before his eyes.
Why would he treat her like this? He certainly has a sense of proportion.