A coquettish smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she whispered: "I'll tell you."
Xiaofeng suddenly straightened up and stepped back.
Her smile is like a blooming epiphyllum, which is beautiful but also represents withering.
He suddenly didn't want to listen anymore. As long as he didn't know who that person was, he could just pretend that nothing happened, right?
He can deceive himself that everything is fake and that this is just a dream he had.
He ran over and knelt on the bed, hugged Zhong Yuxi into his arms, and said with rapid breathing: "Xixi, um, Xixi, they are all lies, don't say anything, don't say anything, now
, are you still on duty at night? If you don’t go now, His Majesty will scold you. Come, I will send you there. Do you want Erxi? I will take you to see Erxi. She is very good and she is waiting for you.
, she keeps saying that she misses her sister... You said a few days ago that you want to eat spicy skewers from Ant Hutong, I will buy it now, and I will go right away..." His eyes flickered, and he was a little incoherent. Zhong Yuxi leaned her head against his
There was some itching on her shoulders and face. She stretched out her hand to touch it, and her face burst into tears. She knew that such a hug was just a mirage and could not last long. He would react soon.
Sure enough, when there was nothing in front of her, his people had already withdrawn, standing in front of the bed and staring at her deeply. It seemed like a long time passed, and he finally said slowly: "Tell me, who is he?"
Zhong Yuxi sat down and looked out the window, "Shouldn't you know?"
His pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes seemed to be dipped in thick ink, very dark.
"Yes." She turned her head and smiled at him: "Xuanyuan Ye belongs to him."
When she said those three words, he suddenly smiled. But the sadness in his eyes was something Zhong Yuxi would not dare to forget in his life. What kind of despair made him condense a lifetime of sadness in one glance?
There was a crisp sound of breaking in the air. Zhong Yuxi saw the blood on his hands. He crushed a cup on the table next to him. The glass fragments stuck into his hand, but he
He tightened his grip even harder, and every time he held it, the fragment penetrated a little deeper.
Her heart ached violently, and a voice in her heart shouted: Tell him, tell him all the truth, no matter what the consequences will be, as long as she can be with him.
She stumbled out of bed and ran to him. Just as she was about to hold his hand, he pushed her away. She swayed and fell to the ground.
His eyes were bloodshot, and there was a desperate smile at the corner of his mouth, "Don't touch me, you don't deserve it."
Her tears fell heavily and landed on the back of her hands. She couldn't say anything, and what she said turned into choked sobs.
He stepped back step by step, the smile on his face getting heavier and heavier. The words he said were like someone scratching and biting her heart hard, and within a short time, there were scars all over her.
"Zhong Yuxi, you fooled me so badly." He laughed, and every breath he took was painful.
He had never thought that he would end up like this after he poured out his heart and soul for her.
In front of her, he could put down all dignity and all pride, and would rather humble himself in the dirt. Sometimes he would stand stupidly outside Cuihua Hall just to look at her silhouette reflected on the window. Even then,
He will be so satisfied that he will smile even when he falls asleep.
He thought that his sincerity was enough to move her. He thought that she loved him as much as he loved her. He thought that they could be happy, but all these 'thoughts' were cruelly torn apart by three words. She was
When he was in love, when she smiled at him, when she coquettishly called him crazy, she was carrying another man's child in her belly.
He devoted his whole life to his feelings, only to receive such ruthless trampling from her.
Zhong Yuxi didn't know how to describe the expression on his face.
More desperate than despair, what is that?
He finally retreated to the door and said coldly: "Zhong Yuxi, from today on, your life or death has nothing to do with me."
He turned around decisively, as if discarding something he hated.
Zhong Yuxi suddenly rushed forward and reached out to hold his hand, but there was only air in her hand, and the sound of the door closing isolated her from him in two worlds.
Her hand was still in the air, and when it fell, it slowly slid down the door, and her fingernails made a long willow line on the door due to the force.
Unable to bear it any longer, she covered her face with her hands and cried out in pain. In the silent night, the woman's cry echoed with heartbreaking horror.
"Your Highness, Sixth Highness, your hand is injured." Mu Ruoning saw Xiaofeng coming in from outside. As he walked, blood dripped from his side, and small plum blossoms bloomed on the white marble at his feet.
She was so frightened that her face turned pale and she hurriedly said: "Your Highness, Sixth Highness, I'm going to find the imperial doctor."
"No need." He stopped.
"Then let me bandage it for you." The maids have all received simple medical training, so Mu Ruoning quickly found medicines and bandages to stop the bleeding.
Xiaofeng sat on the sofa in the living room, her face as deep as the sea.
Mu Ruoning carefully took his hand and exclaimed in surprise. His hand was full of glass fragments, each one pierced deeply.
She gritted her teeth and used tweezers to plier out the fragments one by one. By the time the pliers were clean, she was already breaking out in a cold sweat. However, Xiaofeng's expression remained unchanged, as when he came in, as if he was not the one who was injured at all.
hand.
Mu Ruoning applied the potion, wrapped his hand with a bandage, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
She stared at the man beside her. Although he usually looked cold, he exuded a kind of fearful majesty. But now, his whole figure seemed to have suddenly become decadent, and that aura had long gone.
Those hollow eyes didn't know what they were looking at, as if they were about to see through it.
Mu Ruoning was surprised and thought, who has the ability to make the always wise His Highness the Sixth Prince so distracted? She really wants to worship him.
"Book me a ticket to go abroad tomorrow, the sooner the better." He suddenly said.
Mu Ruoning asked: "Which country?"
"Any country, as long as there is a flight tomorrow morning, go there immediately."
"Yes, His Highness Sixth Prince."
Xiaofeng leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes. The less he wanted to think about it, the more he thought about it. He had completely lost his calmness and let his thoughts run wild like a wild horse that had escaped the reins.
There was another person who was just as unable to calm down as he was.
"night."
Bai Lianchang was both surprised and expected by Xuanyuan Ye's sudden arrival.
As soon as he came in, he closed the door and locked it.
"Why?" Xuanyuan Ye pinched Bai Lianchang's neck, his eyes as angry as a volcano about to erupt.
"Ye, what are you talking about? I don't understand, let go." Bai Lianqing squeezed his hand with an innocent look on her face.
Xuanyuan Ye stared at her face carefully and suddenly smiled: "The eldest lady of Feng Mo doesn't even have the ability to fight back, right?"
Bai Lianchang's painful expression just now turned into a chuckle. With a turn of his wrist, he nimbly got rid of Xuanyuan Ye's constraints. He stood aside and said, "Ye, are you going to attack me for that woman?"