"I understand." Hong Jiu lowered his eyes: "Brother Luo, don't worry, the Wei family will not be as rampant as it is today."
Qu Luo nodded, didn't say anything more, and walked up to the carriage. The direction of the carriage was Ye Die Lou.
There were not many people in the building early in the morning. The maid came to the door with her eyes rubbed. After seeing Qu Luo, she became more energetic: "Master Luo."
"Where is she?" Qu Luo casually took the fur cloak from his body, showing off his tall and straight figure.
The maid looked at him intently, but she didn't forget to reply: "Mom went out in the middle of the night last night and hasn't come back yet. I guess I won't see this person for a while."
"Going out?" Qu Luo paused as he walked upstairs. Suddenly, without any warning, a tendon in his forehead throbbed sharply, and the softness in his eyes also faded away.
The maid nodded: "Mama is always having trouble sleeping during this period. It's good to go out for a walk. Why don't Mr. Luo take a rest in Grandma's room first?"
Qu Luo hummed, and when he opened the door, the room was deserted. He ordered the boy who followed him to get some more heaters, and asked someone to make some ginger soup. He waited for the Demon Lady to come back and held her in her arms.
She drinks.
It's just that the piece of paper on the table has not even been touched, and on the back is written "I will vent your anger for you, don't hide from me again".
Qu Luo sat on the bench, which was where the Demon Girl liked to sit before. She seemed to like sitting here, drinking a glass of warming sake, and then looking out the window casually.
He also sat down and looked at it for a while, feeling that the room seemed a little too quiet.
Such silence will inevitably make people feel empty.
He always thought it would be very comfortable to sit here alone, so she liked to sit there quietly.
Now he understands some truth.
It's not that she likes him at all, but there's no one to talk to her about what's on his mind.
She can only sit here alone...
Qu Luo suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had been awakened by something, and couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard he tried.
Outside the building, more than a thousand meters away, beside the ruins of the Demon's House, stood a hunting woman in a cloak.
Her eyes reflected water, but she was more handsome and decisive than the others: "Eunuch Tu."
"I'm here, old slave." Eunuch Tu was more respectful than ever today, not because of the woman in front of him, but because of the master behind her.
That master was none other than the biological father of the current little emperor, His Highness the Seventh Highness who once said he was the one and only—Beiming Liancheng.
He was wearing an ancient black cloak, with the cuffs pinned up delicately, and a large rose secretly embroidered with silver thread. It was indescribably luxurious, and the fluffy fox fur stood up against the face.
The ice-sculpted face becomes more and more cold and noble.
Eunuch Tu didn't dare to take a second look after his first glance. He just stared directly at the little emperor standing opposite him.
Nangong Xiaomiao obediently held her mother's hand. When she saw his old slave looking towards him, she gave him a comforting look.
It just means, don't worry, dad is not interested in old eunuchs like you.
Eunuch Tu:......
Should he say thank you!!!
The woman turned around, with narrow peach blossom eyes, a mole of lovesickness under her eyes, and a slightly handsome face, who else but Nangong Baiye, she looked at Eunuch Tu, her eyes were lowered and cold: "Go and play the song.
Young Master and Young Master Nangong are invited here, I have something to say."
"Yes!" Eunuch Tu took the order and went to do it quickly.
In less than a stick of incense, everyone who was supposed to come arrived. What was funny was that Qu Chuxiao also followed Nangong Rongguang to join in the fun.
She is really everywhere.
Nangong Baiye looked at the two men in front of him, calmer than ever before: "The Demon Queen is no longer here. As you can see, the Demon's house was burned down. She was here last night..."
Nangong Rongguang staggered back a step, his heart throbbing uncontrollably: "What did you say?"
"The devil is dead." Nangong Baiye sneered with red eyes: "What? Don't believe it? Do you want to go in and see for yourself? Even without this fire, she wouldn't live long. Do you think she will live in prison for four years?
What does it mean to a woman? She has cold blood, and you left her in a dungeon for four years. Have you ever thought about what kind of life it was? The cold and damp environment will make her
How worn out is a woman? She is the eldest daughter of the Demon family. You should know better than anyone else that when the Demon family was not in Luotuo, her food and clothing were not the best at all. How could her body endure the dungeon?
Smelly dog food!
She had her legs broken, and she was still trying to keep her innocence. That was probably her last resort, but you didn't care at all and thought it was natural. After all, she is the eldest lady of the Demon family, what's the matter?
Is it her fault? Don’t you think she is very competitive and invincible? Don’t you think you won’t be able to survive without Qu Chuxiao? Now it’s fine, you can live your whole life with your little Qu Chuxiao!”
Nangong Rongguang opened his mouth, only to find that all the sounds he made were choked in his throat, and he felt pain.
Nangong Baiye took a step forward: "Originally, I didn't even want you to know that she was dead, but then I thought about it, why not let you know. I just want you to look at this ruins and experience it.
How desperate she is!"
Nangong Rongguang bent down, pressed his curled fingers on his chest, and tightened his fist inch by inch: "Impossible, this is impossible!"
Nangong Baiye already knew that he would not believe it, so she stretched out her hand and threw a stack of case records in his face: "She disappeared for a month. Apart from doing business, she was recuperating her body. Take a good look at these medicines.
Which one was not given out of desperation? She was not burned to death, she was forced to death by you and your junior Qu Chu a long time ago!"
Nangong Rongguang listened with distracted eyes, he didn't know what to do at all.
Every taste of the medicinal materials recorded on the white paper reminded him of his crime, and every word was heart-burning.
He never thought that one day she would fall too.
He thought that even if she didn't forgive him, he could spend the rest of his life with her.
But now, she is dead...
Nangong Rongguang felt a lump in his throat, and the water he spit out was bright red.
He didn't feel any pain, it was like all his feelings had been worn away.
After all, he hurt her to the point of being irrecoverable.
How could he naively think that she didn't matter, that she should be magnanimous, and that she should be as tough as silk?
He recalled the scene where she stayed temporarily in Nangongyuan after the defeat of the Mo family. He followed that group of people and didn't believe her. Even when he was tired, he would ask her: "Why can't you be nicer to Xiaoxiao...
…”
He still remembered that at that time, her darkened eyes were as if the fire had reached its peak and never lit up again.
He knew that he had gone too far, and he always wanted to apologize to her properly next time and ask her to forgive him.
However, what happened in the end delayed it.
If he wants to help the Mo family, he must have the power of the Qu family, and he must also be kind to Qu Chuxiao. After all, the injury on her face was caused by a girl, so he spent all his time on Qu Chuxiao...
…
The more Nangong Rongguang thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. In the end, he squatted on the ground, and his eyes were filled with pain.
Qu Luo stood beside him, his whole body seemed to be nailed to the spot, and his fingers were slightly stiff.
At that moment, it was as if something was taken away from his body, and even breathing felt a little difficult.
His temples were throbbing with pain, as if someone was stabbing him in the head with a knife. The pain was so painful that he couldn't make a sound for a while.
He was in a trance. How could the person he was holding in his arms last night just disappear?
It's a lie.
It must be a lie!
Qu Luo turned his head and looked into Nangong Baiye's eyes: "Why do you say she is dead?"
If his hands weren't trembling slightly, Nangong Baiye would almost think that he wasn't sad at all.
In fact, the face that had always been handsome and evil had lost even the last of its color, just because of this sudden bad news.
In contrast, Nangong Baiye looked much cooler: "Qu Luo, accept the reality."
"Why did you say she was dead!!" Qu Luo gripped her arm with his fingers, and the bent joints turned slightly pale due to the exertion. He seemed to have lost his thoughts, and only repeated this sentence, speaking fiercely
He looked at Nangong Baiye with his eyes: "Take it back, take it back!"
Nangong Baiye brushed his hand away without leaving a trace: "Qu Luo, are you worried now? What did you do earlier? How many bastards in your circle are there? You don't know who is better? When she was just released from prison,
Why don't you know how to be anxious? The emperor asked you to take care of her, but you didn't tell everyone clearly. She is in such an embarrassing position, and everyone looks at her with contempt. From time to time, someone will tease her.
, just to see her embarrassed. You did help her, but in the end? The group of young masters behind you still found someone to smash her painting stall! Her maid united with an outsider for you and completely betrayed her.
, of course, this cannot be blamed on you, who makes your charm unstoppable? You spent money to let her maid take good care of her, but you used it in the wrong way. You pampered this and that in front of outsiders.
, whether it’s true or false, there is always someone around you. What about her? She is looked down upon by your friends, looked down upon by your family, and looked down upon by the entire capital! Then have you ever told your friends and family?
Ah, it’s not that she’s chasing you, it’s that you are obsessed with her!”
Qu Luo's whole body froze, and the pain cut through his nerves.
He could even hear the blood gurgling in his chest, and wherever it stopped, it felt bitingly cold.
Nangong Baiye looked at him with calm eyes: "You are used to making fun of others, people don't know who you really care about in your heart, but you remember it, it's not that the devil is not worthy of you, it's you...
Not worthy of the Demon Queen!"
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