"It's okay now, Mr. Luo has lost interest in you." The Chinese young master raised his thin lips and said with a slight mockery: "It's just that you have a prettier face. I heard that you are still a down-and-out young lady. I really can't stand it.
You used to fascinate Mr. Luo so much when we came out, but compared to my cousin, you are like a puddle of stagnant water."
The demon girl bent her fingers, looked at him with flat eyes, said nothing, just bent down to pick up the painting tools on the ground, and then carried them on her back.
She walked slowly and without any emotion.
I don’t know if it’s because of being in prison.
No matter what she encounters now, she will get used to it.
She understands the rules of this world.
I have stumbled all the way to where I am now.
She has overcome no matter how difficult it is.
Not bad this time.
Nothing.
However, when she walked to the corner, the demon girl still held the remaining scrolls of her own and sat quietly on the ground along the wall.
She didn't cry, but her eye circles were frighteningly red.
Her eyes kept looking in the direction of the setting sun.
The sunset was beautiful, so beautiful that it made people feel a little desperate. The blood color remaining on the horizon colored the entire clouds. She hugged herself tightly and buried her head in her knees. She didn't even know when it would rain.
Uncle Liao saw her come back wet, her old face full of distress, and he made ginger soup and hot water again.
"Miss, how did you get yourself into this state?" Azi was somewhat incredulous when she saw her. She had never seen the young lady in such a mess.
The demon girl smiled, took the towel in her hand, wiped her hair, and did not say anything about the painting stall being smashed. She slightly raised the corner of her mouth and said, "It just happened to catch up with the heavy rain, and the paintings were all messed up.
talent……"
Before she finished speaking, she heard a clang!
Uncle Liao, who had just cooked the ginger soup, tilted his hand and lay on the ground!
"Dad!" Yan'er, who was standing aside, was frightened and cried. He dropped the tray in his hand and touched Uncle Liao's face with trembling fingers.
The demon girl's heart tightened, and without any hesitation, she suddenly picked the person up on her back, not knowing what she was running for, and her injured right foot was in excruciating pain.
But she didn't seem to feel anything and walked forward step by step.
If there had been time to change at that time, my grandfather would not have died.
She's already made a mistake once.
I don’t want to make the mistake a second time.
Uncle Liao, don’t leave me...
Rain flowed from her eyes and hit Ah Zi's arm.
Only then did Azi realize that her young lady was crying...
…
It took a long time to knock on the door of the medicine shop before it was opened. The devil girl spent almost all her money to save Uncle Liao's life.
But Uncle Liao's body is still too weak and he needs enough money to support him.
The demon girl had no choice but to mortgage all the things Qu Luo had given her before in a pawn shop.
I don’t know where Mrs. Su from Nangongyuan heard the news. Knowing that she was short of money, she came to the Demon Mansion and looked at her dignifiedly: "Devil girl, you are not young anymore. Logically speaking, like you
Girls at this age are already married, and as an elder, I can't bear to see you always so lonely. Have you ever thought about getting married as soon as possible?"
"Getting married..." The devil's eyes paused, could she still get married?
Mrs. Su laughed and blew the tea in her hand: "You should have heard of General Liang, who is in charge of the bodyguard army. He has been asking me about you. He has many military exploits and is rich. He just has a little hobby.
You won't suffer any loss if you marry her."
Hearing this, the demon girl tightened her fingers fiercely.
No one will understand how humiliating that is.
General Liang, who was more than thirty years older than her, had a lot of concubines, was a philanderer, and liked to abuse others.
Introduce such an old man to her.
Oh……
The demon girl smiled and stood up: "Azi, send Mrs. Su out."
Su's face stiffened and the smile disappeared from her eyes: "It doesn't matter if you don't marry, as long as you don't want to be a soldier when the time comes!"
After putting down the harsh words, Mrs. Su walked out with a puff of sleeves.
The Demon Family has returned to its former peace.
It was just one day, but it seemed like I had experienced countless things.
The demon girl sat back on the rocking chair and rocked slowly. She didn't understand why they were forcing her so much after she had already reached this point.
She simply wanted to stay in the Demon family's house and guard the things left behind by her grandfather.
But many people obviously don't think so.
Her presence is like a thorn in their throats, and they won’t be able to pull it out quickly.’
They don't want her to stay in the capital.
Even the emperor felt guilty when he saw her, but at the same time he didn't want to see her and hoped that she would never come back from Liaocheng.
She really didn't know if she could continue...
"Girl, it's not okay to be so low-key!"
Suddenly, a cold and smiling voice sounded from above the head.
The demon girl suddenly raised her head and saw a figure standing on the treetop. She had long, slightly curly chestnut hair and was wearing a cool black tight-fitting night suit. Her fair face looked more free and handsome than other women.
Yi, the robe covering her shoulders was very big and rustled with the night wind.
The demon girl laughed: "It's you. When did you come to the capital?"
"Yeah...following all the way." Nangong Baiye blinked with a smile on his lips.
The demon girl handed her the water in her hand: "It's indeed the night thief."
Nangong Baiye took a sip, sat next to her, and stayed quietly for a long time before speaking: "When I was very young, I was similar to you, and I was always bullied by others."
The demon girl looked at her side face and lowered her head to drink water: "What happened next?"
"Later..." Nangong Baiye turned his head, his black eyes were deep and beautiful, and his pupils were extremely bright: "It would be boring to talk about what happened later. Now I just want to ask you if you are interested in leaving the capital and traveling around here.
Let’s go and become rich with me by the way?”
By the way.
What an interesting statement…
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand towards herself.
The witch will never forget that day.
On that rainy night full of despair.
It was those white and slender hands that pulled her out of the mire of darkness and allowed her to see the light...
"Okay." The demon girl smiled, her eyes bright and her teeth white.
Just leave.
The demon girl burned the package that she had been holding tightly to her chest.
The Demon family only left an old gardener to guard the house. The rest of the servants could leave if they wanted, and stay if they wanted to.
Several people bought a carriage and delivered the packages overnight.
The Demon Girl sat by the window, listening to the old gardener's cries of reluctance. She clenched her fingers tightly into fists, exposing her whitened knuckles.
One day she will come back.
Come back reborn!
…
…
Snap!
Unable to bear the pressure of the snow, the pine leaves pressed down slightly, and a slight coolness spread on her cheeks. Only then did the Demon Girl withdraw from the memories, with a pair of extremely dark eyes filled with confusion.
In the blink of an eye, four years have passed. Time flies so fast. Making vows is always easier said than done.
In these four years, she lost everything.
The demon girl chuckled lightly and buried her chin in the high-collared, slightly loose robe. The heavy snow was exhaled in one breath, and everything turned into white mist. The pines and cypresses were in various shapes and graceful.
She walked out of the palace, and when her eyes turned to the carriage that had just parked in the distance, she couldn't help but stop.
A familiar slender figure was surrounded and got out of the carriage. His whole body was full of evil spirits. He looked back and smiled, bowed his head slightly, and the woman in red robes wearing the same color clothes as him also walked out of the carriage. …
The demon girl looked at it for a while, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her fingers seemed to be stiff from the cold.
It's time to make plans for yourself.
Let's make some more money and use it as a coffin book.
The Demon Girl pulled her cloak and walked into the heavy snow. She disappeared for a month. Except for Bai Ye, she did not mention where she went to anyone.