Nangong Baiye's chest hurt slightly from the force of Beiming Liancheng and the shock from the wall. She gasped and pressed her hands against the tall man in front of her, she was so shocked that she was speechless.
She could only vaguely look at the outline of Beiming Liancheng's face and the pair of eyes that looked red in the dark, staring at her like a wild beast.
The two of them were in a stalemate like this, their bodies so close to each other looking a bit ascetic and ambiguous, yet extremely dangerous.
"Nangong Baiye felt the change in the strength of his hand, which was so hot that it hurt.
However, it is her habit to never leave her hand with a knife.
As soon as his arms were pressed down, a cold light overflowed from his eyes covered by bangs.
Whoosh!
The exorcism knife has always been sharp, and even with a flash of force, it can still hurt someone.
Nangong Baiye wasn't sure whether she had really stabbed the man's hand. She just looked at the big palm of her black glove that had been cut open, and was distracted for a moment.
Beiming Liancheng's movements obviously softened, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his cold face like an ice sculpture. The way he looked at her was too arrogant.
The arrogance makes people faintly aware of despair...
The windless room was shaking precariously because of the soul power emanating from his body, and the wooden windows were cracked with cracks one after another.
He stared at her with red eyes, and for a moment Nangong Baiye thought he was going to kill her.
Just when Nangong Baiye felt that Beiming Liancheng would definitely be furious.
Then I heard his rustling voice say: "If I die, will you believe it?"
Nangong Baiye felt as if his chest was hit by a blunt blow, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
Beiming Liancheng's breathing seemed to become heavier, and he also had a hoarse smile.
After a while, he said in a very low voice: "I was like this before? Because I had no heart, I didn't understand how painful it was to hurt others. But, I already knew I was wrong... forget it."
At the end, he let go of her hand and returned to his usual elegance. The black cloak streaked across the night sky. He was a bit cold and dignified, but there was still no trace of dust on his body. He looked like a smile but not a smile, which was very suitable.
His identity as a demon.
Beiming Liancheng knows what he wants, and will do whatever it takes to get it.
Or rather.
There is never anything in the world that he cannot obtain.
He has never been interested in anything.
It's just an innate love of acting.
Just like what is written in the Koran...the devil can always cleverly blind the eyes of human beings
But now, he tasted the bad consequences.
Beiming Liancheng curled his thin lips. The night outside the window was very dark, and the snowflakes fell on his shoulders. There was no obstruction, and his whole body was soaked to the core.
He didn't dare to stay in the inn any longer, for fear of what he might do if he couldn't control himself.
Beiming Liancheng touched his chest and felt very uncomfortable.
The finger dropped down, where it was injured by the exorcism knife, and drops of blood fell to the ground, blooming into dazzling flowers.
There was a dull pain in his chest.
It's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable...
Oh.
In the end, he just smiled evilly, his amber pupils hidden in the shadows, with an invisible forbearance in his eyes.
Nangong Baiye leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.
She bent over and looked at the cold figure outside the building. She could clearly feel that a part of her body was missing...
It was that unknown part that made her reaction a little slow, so slow that even the pain turned into indescribable emptiness.
She thought her stomach was probably empty.
Nangong Baiye clenched his hands and involuntarily remembered Boss Pei's words.
One heart and one heart are missing...
Does it mean that she has no heart?
Nangong Baiye was lying on the mahogany carved bed. Her growing uneasiness caused her to huddle up and hide in a dark corner.
This is what people do when they are protecting themselves.
She needs to think.
Carefully figure out how to proceed.
This isn't like her.
It doesn't look like her at all to be timid!
Nangong Baiye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, called the tea waiter in, and asked him to take some time to visit Hei's house.
She was still worried.
It's not that I'm worried about Hei Si.
But I am worried that the resentment in the capital will affect Xiaomiao...
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In the clear night, there was a slight rotten smell everywhere.
Today's Heijia is busier than before.
In fact, it's just that all the forces from various families gathered here, sighing at the commotion in the court, expressing their feelings when they should, and taking sides when they should.
Mr. Hei touched his bald head with one hand and propped himself on the tiger-body stone seat with the other. He said with a gangster spirit: "Okay, stop talking! Drink!"
The officials below were afraid of Master Hei's gangsterism, so they all shrank their heads and continued to drink from their wine glasses, never daring to mention military power again.
Looking at Mr. Hei's face again, he clearly showed displeasure.
Everyone was eating the food and wine and wanted to bury their faces in the big bowl.
At the lively banquet, the atmosphere was somewhat condensed.
At this moment, two little bald heads ran in from outside, looking like they were leading the way. After coming in, they stood towards the door with their hands behind their backs, looking very confident.
Everyone watched as Mr. Hei's tiger face changed, and he suddenly burst into laughter, looking as honest and honest as a big tiger.
Several officials followed his gaze and saw Hei Si, an extraordinary man walking in the north wind. He was dressed in black, gold and silver thread, and was covered with Cangwu Mountain silver and jade.
The ferret fur looks more and more calm and steady. Although he is still young, he seems to have extraordinary grace and wisdom beyond his age.
When Mr. Hei saw his son, he couldn't close his mouth with laughter: "You brat, come on, come on, let me have a drink with you."
Hei Si looked at him intently for a long time, straightened his face like a tiger: "Why weren't you in your concubine's bed today?"
The young master of the Hei family made everyone in the hall burst into laughter.
Mr. Hei was so thick-skinned that he didn't care at all and said proudly: "I just got up, how are you?"
Hei Si didn't speak. He looked around like a young man. He didn't see the little person he wanted to see, so his eyes darkened: "Where's the little meow?"
"Little Meow?" Mr. Hei said as if he suddenly understood: "I'm playing in the backyard with the Black Butler."
Hei Si frowned, turned around and told the servant who was following him: "Go and fetch Mr. Meow."
"Yes, young master!" The young monk responded firmly, turned around and ran out.
All the officials here know more or less about this young master. They have heard that wherever the young master of the Hei family has been recently, there is always a young master behind him.
A few days ago, someone said that the young master might be a monster.
Later, Nangongyuan did not continue to investigate the matter further, so they must have made a mistake...
The officials looked at each other and picked up the wine glasses in their hands. A few thoughtful people were waiting for the opportunity to get close to Hei Si.
Everyone in the world knows who doesn't know that marrying the young master of the Hei family is equivalent to marrying the most powerful person in the capital.
The soldiers in this city, except for the personal guards around the emperor, the remaining two-thirds of the guards must listen to the Hei family's instructions.
Even though the young master of the Hei family is young, looking at the entire capital, who can shock him?
The officials were thinking about their own little calculations, smiling and trying to get in front of Hei Si, planning to say something.
Hei Si looked over with a cold look and said, "You guys? Want to duel?"
Five words, and the officials were immediately confused.
They look like they are looking for someone to fight!
But Master Hei, can you put away your murderous look? They are all old and cannot bear to be so scared!
"Speak!" Hei Si took off his cloak and threw it to the little bald man waiting beside him. The oppressive aura became more and more obvious, and his whole body exuded the coldness of not allowing strangers to enter.
The officials swallowed their saliva, looking at Mr. Hei, thinking in their hearts, Mr. Hei, can you take care of the little one in your family? We want to talk to him about business!
Mr. Hei was completely unmoved, and even very proud. His son let him go with his ruthlessness, hahaha, very good, let him go!
As soon as the officials saw his appearance, they knew that no matter how hard they tried to antagonize him, it was useless. They began to wipe away cold sweat while dealing with Hei Si: "My dear nephew..."
As soon as the word ah was pronounced tremblingly, there was a sound at the door.
Frowning, I looked over and saw a shaky little kid stepping in from the high door frame. He was wearing thick clothes and a pair of fluffy earmuffs. He had a small face as big as a palm and extremely beautiful eyes.
There is an air of nobility all over his body.
He didn't need anyone to support him, as if he was afraid of getting his hands dirty, he took small steps forward.
The black butler followed him tremblingly, fearing that someone might accidentally throw him down.
The officials who were drinking were also stunned, thinking that this child is really good-looking, and being so young is enough to show that he will be a great master in the future.
The little man didn't care about the gazes around him, his amber eyes wandered around, and finally fixed on the young master of the Hei family, and ran over.
Hei Si easily caught the little man and held him on his lap, as if he was holding a baby. His little face was still expressionless: "Why don't you eat again?"
"No appetite." The little man exposed his pointed chin from the big plush collar and replied in a small voice. He looked indeed a little wilted.
Hei Si frowned for the first time, and without saying anything, he tore a piece of venison and gave it to him.
Nangong Xiaomiao took a bite without interest, and continued to play with the black pearl in his palm while lowering his head. From time to time, he pushed up the small glasses on the bridge of his nose. That little money-obsessed look was really rare.
The officials couldn't help but look over here a few more times, and saw that the young master of the Hei family was being very patient and didn't eat anything himself, just coaxing such a younger brother with a foreign surname.
"Are your teeth itchy again?" Hei Si used his strength to open the little man's mouth and looked back and forth.
The child has not been in good spirits recently, so he needs to be watched more carefully. The black housekeeper said, don't let him be too arrogant and pamper the little cat, and raise the baby with care.
But he felt that that style was not suitable for Xiaomei.
Xiao Meow likes black pearls, so he gets them for him.
It doesn't matter whether he is selling money or grinding his teeth.
His father taught him that children should be pampered!
(The key is, Master, is that your child? It belongs to someone else’s...)
Anyway, the young master of the Hei family is determined to get to the bottom of things. No matter what other people say, he has to let the little man eat his food.
Nangong Xiaomiao doesn't like to eat venison, and her teeth are really itchy, so she wants to bite Hei Xiaosi's finger.
The young master of the Hei family also saw the little man's thoughts. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then took the dried fruit plate and stuffed a dried walnut into Nangong Xiaomiao's hand. His face was serious: "No light allowed."
Eat some snacks and some porridge later, you haven’t eaten too little lately.”
"Yeah." Nangong Xiaomiao sat on his lap, listening to Hei Si putting his pearls one by one in the wine glass, smiling on his face, and occasionally taking a bite of the dried walnuts he held in his hand.
It looks like a squirrel with its tail raised, munching on the winter grain reserves.
The officials' eyes dropped when they saw it. The more they looked at it, the more interesting the little man became, so they came over to get a closer look.
Hei Si was originally arranging the black pearls for Nangong Xiaomiao. After noticing the gazes from all around, he raised his head angrily, his eyes as cold as ice.
Everyone quickly looked away. This time, not only their eyes, but also their heads were buried in the big bowl, dripping with cold sweat.
Hei Si lowered his eyes, picked up another piece of venison and put it on the little man's plate.
"I won't eat anymore." Nangong Xiaomiao shook her head, stretched out her hand, and held all the black pearls in her arms.
Hei Si frowned her thick eyebrows, as if she wanted to touch Nangong Xiaomiao's fangs.
Nangong Xiaomiao tilted her little head and pushed the remaining meat and vegetables to Hei Si.
Hei Si is not very picky about what he eats. Based on the principle of not wasting food, Hei Si will eat whatever the little cat gives him. He is very easy to feed.
The officials on the side were dumbfounded. In their minds, who was Hei Si? He was the most noble young master in the capital. Apart from other things, food and clothing, which one was not the most advanced?
Look now, actually eating some leftover food?
Nangong Xiaomiao didn't think anything of it. Instead, he was very proud of it. Look at how well he raised Hei Xiaosi. He would eat whatever he gave him.
The little man's mind was very simple, and he reached out his hand and touched Hei Si's bald head.
Hei Si allowed Nangong Xiaomiao to move, his eyes slightly lowered, and suddenly a light flashed...
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