He had such means, but he never thought that one day he would use them on her...
Just the day before she appeared, he had a dream. He dreamed that she was sitting on the street with him selling paintings. She prepared a lot of millet porridge for him and said that if he drank the porridge, she would forgive him.
Every move and every word she says is so real.
It's very similar to what she would do.
Because a long time ago, she cared more about his broken stomach than he did, and she would force him to eat when she saw that he was in pain...
He woke up with a smile and was in a good mood when he woke up. The servants below were all wondering what happened to him today.
However, he just had a dream, a dream with her...
When he stepped into Jingfu with this happiness, the familiar figure completely stunned him.
The cold air filled his lungs, and he didn't care what others thought about him. He stepped over the wooden fence, gasping for air, and wanted to rush over and lock her tightly in his arms.
However, before he could laugh, his thoughts were disrupted by the man beside her.
They held hands and had a tacit understanding...
His stomach was twisted in pain, but she didn't even look at him. She only smiled contemptuously at Mr. Jing, as if she had won a beautiful victory for the man beside her.
He thought that the things in his dreams would come true one day, but as a result, there was already someone else by her side...
He could no longer remember what mood he was in when he talked to her in Jingfu.
He only knew that this time he wanted to keep her by his side.
Even... no matter what the means!
The demon girl looked at those narrow eyes, which were still beautiful in black and white, but there was a coldness in them that she had never seen before.
Perhaps, she really came at the wrong time.
The witch girl stood up.
"Sister Mo, why are you in such a hurry? Maybe if you sit down for a little longer, I want to talk." Qu Luo leaned back and crossed his legs slightly. A single movement can bring out his charm to the extreme.
But the demon girl knew that he was the most dangerous like this: "What do you want?"
"Let him leave." Qu Luo put down the porcelain cup in his hand, smiled again, and put away his beguiling aura: "Then stay with me. You should know what companionship means."
The demon girl turned back and glanced at him, her voice was very low: "I understand."
"You have never surrendered to anyone." Qu Luo paused, as if silent for a moment: "Sister Mo, how much do you like him." After saying that, he slammed the door and left!
She stood in the study room and the old housekeeper invited her out.
Please use this word politely.
But she knew that every slave lived his life based on his master's face.
The demon girl rubbed her aching right leg. She felt that she had many problems. Whenever it was cloudy and snowy like this, she wanted someone to be by her side.
She has lived for so many years and has suffered more betrayal than protection.
She didn't want to show weakness.
She was afraid that if she showed weakness, she would lose even more miserably.
She will also hate herself for being indecisive.
However, she has reached this age and she really can't afford to play...
She wants stability.
It's not just for fun, nor is it to be scorned by others.
She is tired.
She is really tired.
In unequal relationships, it is always the person at the bottom who suffers.
She has played supporting roles for too many people and been called to Qu's house so many times that she has long been tired of this kind of life.
Perhaps, the only person who can stay by her side honestly is Jing Boran.
But now, even Jing Boran is leaving...
The demon girl smiled. When she walked into the inn, a lot of snow fell on her cloak and she was covered in cold air.
When Jing Boran saw her, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and put the hot chicken soup into her hands, following her.
The demon girl pulled him to sit down and said with a smile: "Boran, do you want to be an official?"
"Me? Be an official?" Jing Boran shook his head: "I can't do it. I can only chop wood and cook. After I take care of my brother's affairs, let's go back. This capital is not good at all. Even food
The pork here is not as fragrant as in the village, and..."
The demon girl took a sip of chicken soup and said, "You can go by yourself."
Jing Bo, who was still chattering, suddenly froze up and stood there for a while.
Looking at it from the Demon Lady's point of view, her eyes are all red.
"I...didn't we agree to go back together?" Jing Boran looked at her blankly.
The demon girl pressed her right leg and said nothing.
Jing Boran lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "I understand, I will wait for you in the village."
There were not many things to pack, and Jing Boran only brought a few things with him. Even the fur cloak he was wearing was bought for him by the Demon Lady.
He is always looked down upon by others.
Because of that disease.
He was scolded as a despicable little brat.
The man hid far away when he saw him, and the woman felt even more disgusted when she saw him.
Only the Demon Girl looked at him without a trace of contempt in her eyes.
Although he is stupid, he is not stupid.
He really doesn't understand the twists and turns in the capital city.
But the Demon Lady would not let him go so suddenly.
It must have been Mr. Luo's idea.
He is incompetent. He sees the Demon Lady being threatened, but has no power to fight back, because all his father's hopes are on Bo Lan...
Jing Boran clutched the package in his hand and gritted his teeth.
But he didn't know that if the Demon Lady wasn't willing, no one could threaten her.
Even if her little cat has no real power, keeping Jing Bolan is not a big deal.
It's just that the Qu family is like the devil's family, and it's always cold when they're high up.
If you make a mistake, you will be caught by those below.
What's more, Qu Luo has arrested corrupt officials one after another over the years, making some profitable ministers resentful to this day.
If people find out that he was demoted to Jing Bolan because of his personal affair, there may be many stories about him...
It's hard to say what will happen by then.
She didn't want Qu Luo to fall from such a high place like her and lose everything.
She hopes that he will always be the high-ranking young man in the capital, enjoying prosperity and a hundred years of peace...
Therefore, she could only sacrifice Jing Boran.
The demon girl was lying on the bed. The room was so empty that it was so quiet that she almost felt that her leg was so painful that it was going to be crippled.
That's the only warmth she has
It's lost now...
The devil's sleep was not peaceful that night.
When she woke up, Qu Luo was sitting next to her bed. He looked like he had drunk a lot of wine, and his fur cloak was still on. He was leaning there lazily, with one hand wrapped around her finger, looking very focused.
She was not surprised that Qu Luo would show up at this inn. With his ability, it would be easy to find someone in the capital...