Chapter 172: Cheng Huan enters her boudoir at night [4]
Afraid……
"Mo Zhilan, what do you want!" Feng Xizi's little head emerged from the brocade quilt, her black hair was balled up by her big movements, and a few strands of hair fell on her face, making her look like
He was a little less vigorous, and even his gnashing teeth did not frighten anyone.
Mo Zhilan was not angry because of her rude words. He just held her motionless for a while and then said slowly: "Zi'er, you are in love with Qiyu."
Qi...Qiyu?!
Feng Xizi suddenly felt her heart shake. Who she liked had nothing to do with anyone.
Qiyu took care of her for two years and devoted her wholeheartedly to her.
It would be a lie to say that I am not touched, but I cannot say that I like him at all. At most, my heart will be at peace when I see him and think of him.
Qiyu can give her an absolute sense of security.
It's far from the level of liking her, besides, she is nothing now.
Former queen?
Princess Regent?
The head of the Feng family?
With such a complicated identity, how could she fall in love with Qiyu.
Lowering her watery eyes, Feng Xizi replied: "If I don't like him, why should I like him? Do I still have the right to like others now? Is it useful to like him? Besides, you are enough to make my life worse than death. In this life
, I won’t be easily sentimental to others anymore.”
"It's okay if you don't like it. If Zi'er likes someone else, maybe that person will die quickly. I promise." The faint voice flowed through Feng Xizi's ears. It was clear that she was still gentle, but she was so cold that her expression changed.
just.
He's not joking...
Feng Xizi also knew very well that this man could do what he said.
If she really admits that she likes Qi Yu, then Qi Yu will definitely die in his hands, because his gentle and gentle words just now revealed a strong murderous intention.
Feng Xizi frowned and spoke calmly, "Don't touch the people around me, that will only make me hate you even more!"
Mo Zhilan's arm suddenly paused for a moment. After a moment, he lowered his head, and a fire-like halo flashed through his eyes, "Zi'er, Zi'er, you probably hate me very much, right?"
The hollow voice made Feng Xizi tighten her fingers on the quilt, narrowed her watery eyes slightly, and asked word by word: "Shouldn't I hate you?"
"You don't want me to explain, and I don't want to explain. The child... is gone, and I know that you are gone too. Zi'er, you are hiding in the south of the Yangtze River and refuse to see me, Qiyu, Fengrui, Fengyue... they
They are all by your side, but by my side,
There is only that farewell letter that you wrote so cruelly. You once said that you were reluctant to leave me alone, but Zi'er, you used hundreds of days and nights to make me miss you and miss you with all your strength. Zi'er.
, you are so cruel to me——"
Feng Xizi was unmoved, her expression remained cold and cold, "I have written it very clearly, I will never see you again if I say goodbye to you."
"We will never see each other again..." He was laughing, his smile was shallow, and his voice was almost erratic and could break the stars.
"Mo Zhilan, no matter how many times you ask me or what you do, my answer is still the same." Feng Xi's purple and light voice was cold and ruthless in the darkness.
The emperor's supreme dignity was stepped on by her.
Whether Mo Zhilan is affectionate or infatuated, she will never believe him for the fourth time in her life, never!
"Zi'er, I seem to know that you don't have me in your heart yet... You have never been willing to tell me the truth. Only your body can't lie." Mo Zhilan's smile was bitter, but also unfathomable.
His long fingers reached out along the quilt and touched her delicate body.