Feng Muran involuntarily hit Feng Muran on the chest with a palm, and Feng Muran spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound. Feng Muran suddenly laughed crazily: "Hahahaha!!! Nangong Yueyao, this is you.
The so-called love for me? You keep saying that you love me, but you just want to kill me!!!!"
Feng Muran suddenly shed bloody tears again, "Yue Yao, what do you want me to do with you? What do you want me to do with you?..." Yue Yao looked at her palms and then at Feng, who was crying and laughing.
Mu Ran's heart began to twitch constantly, and she choked and said: "Mu Ran, I'm sorry, Mu Ran, I'm sorry... I don't know why..."
Feng Muran turned around and left without looking back. Yue Yao wanted to catch up but found that her body was not under her control at all and she couldn't move. The anxious Yue Yao shouted excitedly, but in the end,
Nothing can be done...
Huai Yi was about to come in and ask the young master to get up, but he saw the young master who was lying on his bed suddenly sat up, "Young Master! Young Master! What's wrong with you?" Huai Yi asked in horror.
Yue Yao looked at Huai Yi with tearful eyes, "Huai Yi, Huai Yi, Mu Ran is gone... Mu Ran is gone..." Yue Yao muttered absentmindedly.
Huai Yi suddenly realized, "Young Master, look, I am Huai Yi, are you having a nightmare?"
Yue Yao then wiped her tears and looked at Huai Yi, realizing that she had just been in a nightmare, so everything was so real. Yue Yao's hanging heart suddenly relaxed, and she kept comforting herself - it turned out to be just a dream.
Yueyao adjusted her mood, looked at Huai Yi who was concerned about her and said, "Huai Yi, thank you, let's change clothes."
Huai Yi's worried heart was relieved. He nodded and went to prepare things for washing his face. He turned around and walked out of Yueyao's room.
It turns out that I feel so guilty in my heart, it turns out that love is so untouchable, it turns out that the feeling of caring is so heartbreaking, it turns out that I don’t want anything, it turns out that I really don’t cherish what I have, but
Now I know, but it's too late, everything changed when I received the blood charge.
Sha Tian is dead, and the original Yue Yao is also dead. The current me is the self I want, the self who does not bow to fate.
Yueyao calmed down her mood and walked out of the bedroom casually with her bare feet on the smooth white marble floor. She saw the sun shining outside the room, which was so warm that it made people feel peaceful.
"There's nothing wrong with living here. At least the sunshine I love is still by my side." Yueyao comforted herself.
Huai Yi brought a basin of warm water soaked with hibiscus flowers. Yueyao took it and washed it carefully on her fair face. Ten slender fingers were piercing the hibiscus petals in the water, bringing with them the fragrance of the petals.
"Huaiyi, where did you get so many hibiscus petals? Could it be that the Demon Emperor planted them a long time ago?" Yueyao suddenly looked at the maid Huaiyi with doubt.
Huai Yi said: "No, I heard from the older grandmother in this courtyard that more than ten years ago, it was said that the new successor of the Demon King was born, which was your birthday, the young master, and this courtyard was full of flowers overnight.
Hibiscus flower, the Demon Emperor heard about this and carried out extensive construction work on this uninhabited courtyard, carefully decorated it, and nominated it as Hibiscus Pavilion."
"No wonder I have loved hibiscus flowers since I can remember it. It must be because of this." Yue Yao asked.