Chapter 84: Those who block me in anger will be killed without forgiveness [3]
Boom - Feng Xizi felt as if there was thunder exploding in his ears, and he took a breath at a loss.
A ray of sunlight swayed in from outside the curtain, falling softly into the room through the gauze. Behind the elegant wooden screen, a pair of silver embroidered brocade shoes stepped out. The robe was plain gauze, with dark patterns carved on it. Her black hair was as cold as spring water.
, her face is as gentle as jade.
Feng Xizi stood there, her consciousness blank. As he approached step by step, her feet were vague and she retreated step by step until she retreated on the corridor pillar. There was no way to retreat.
I didn't see him for a whole month, and when I saw him again, it was in this situation.
He was still as gentle and handsome as the first green willow bush in the south of the Yangtze River in March, but she... her fingers suddenly fell on her thin and diminished face, and her heart ached and tightened - but she was no longer a person who had nothing to do with him.
Already.
Suddenly, she turned around and wanted to run away. She didn't want to look at him for a moment. Just looking at him would remind her of the way he made love on the bed that day.
"Zi'er, escaping has never been something you would do."
Unhurriedly, his gentle voice came and stopped her in her tracks.
Feng Xizi knew that if he wanted to, he would never be able to escape from his control without knowing martial arts. Every time they fought in the past, it always ended like this... However, today, he just used such a calm and gentle way.
Speak to her in a tone of voice.
Yes, yes...
They are no longer a couple. Not only are they not a couple, their identity has already returned to the beginning.
Feng Xizi didn't run away anymore. She collected her emotions, turned around slowly, lowered her eyebrows, and said respectfully and indifferently: "Feng Xizi pays homage to the Prince Regent. Your Majesty is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."
A trace of darkness flashed across the corner of Mo Zhilan's eyes and eyebrows. He looked at Feng Xizi, who was only a few steps away from him, but he was powerless - he couldn't hug her, kiss her, or even get close to her. She would run away, as long as
If he wants to get closer to her, she will run away at all costs. But this time, after hurting her to the bone, he will never be able to capture this proud woman again.
However, Feng Xizi, who left him, became thinner, weaker, and even lost her former high spirits, and her body was so slender that it could break with just a pinch... Damn Qiyu, he didn't take care of her, and made her become like this.
What a look!
Clenching the long fingers under his sleeves, Mo Zhilan pursed his lips. After a while, he said softly: "Zi'er, are you blaming me?"
"Feng Xizi doesn't dare, the prince is the king, and Feng Xizi is just a merchant woman. It is already a great blessing to meet the prince. How dare you blame the prince." Feng Xizi raised her lips contemptuously, and stood up.
Come, my state of mind is like still water without any ripples.
"You are really blaming me..." Mo Zhilan smiled bitterly, "If you want to hear it, I can explain it."
"Of course the prince can explain, that is the prince's right, but... Feng Xizi is not interested in listening to the prince's explanation." Feng Xizi stood up, their eyes met, and the already emotionless Feng Xizi was as cold as a cold plum, mocking every word.
.
"Okay, since Zi'er doesn't want to hear it, I won't say anything more." Mo Zhilan's expression changed, he suppressed his longing for Feng Xizi, and acted like a businessman, "You are coming to Southwest this time.
, It’s for Feng Yue, but Feng Yue’s crimes cannot be pardoned. I have made the decision to detain Feng Yue for twenty years, but you don’t accept it?”