Shui Qinglou looked at his sister and shook his head, "Brother brought it upon himself. Sister, live your life well. Just pretend that you have never had such an embarrassing big brother as me."
Shui Qingqiong hugged Shui Qinglou and burst into tears, "No! My brother was murdered! I must avenge you and kill that woman!"
Shui Qinglou did not speak, his eyes fixed on the crowd. The woman opposite him had only met him once, but she was deeply impressed. The look on her face when she tied the belt for His Highness the Third Prince on the hunting ground that day was...
It was an expression that no woman in the palace had ever seen. It was also the look Fei Xin had when she looked at him...
He doesn't hate her, because she is very similar to him. They are both just chess pieces in the hands of others, but his chess piece is not powerful enough and was swallowed up early. He even pities this chess piece because she still has a conscience.
.Otherwise, she would not have appeared here because she could not get over her own heart. And this little bit of conscience and her almost obsessed love for His Highness will eventually destroy her!
"Sister." Shui Qinglou's voice was loud, but he looked at Su Zhiyu and said, "Things in this world are always like looking at flowers in the mist and looking at the moon in the water. They are both true and illusory. Sometimes what you think is true may be false.
, sometimes what you think you have doesn’t actually belong to you, and sometimes what you think may be wrong. Remember, don’t be blinded by your feelings for anyone, so that you can live a good life.”
Su Zhiyu looked at Shui Qinglou, and she knew that he was looking at her. These words were also meant for her to hear. He seemed to have some information that he wanted to convey to himself, or to give her a piece of advice. For a moment, Su Zhiyu felt that he
She was very close to this person's heart. There was some wonderful connection that made her feel that she was very similar to him.
But it was only for that moment that Shui Qingqiong's sad cry brought her back to reality. The executioner sprayed a mouthful of wine on the knife. Without any hesitation, he raised the knife and dropped it. A flash of red leaped into the sky. Su Zhiyu stepped back.
After two steps, everything went dark.
Lu Xiang hurriedly helped her steady, and Su Zhiyu closed her eyes for a while before she recovered. She no longer had the courage to look at the head on the execution ground. Su Zhiyu raised his hand as if out of strength, with exhaustion in his voice, "Let's go back.
"
The two walked slowly back to the palace step by step, but they did not notice a familiar voice in the crowd. The man lowered his hat and flashed past, his pace quickening. Within a moment, they arrived at the Third Prince's Mansion and entered in a flash.
Pei Donglang had just finished practicing his sword. He dropped the sword in his hand and walked to the man while turning his wrist, "How?"
"It is true that Su Liangdi went to the execution ground as the people in the air said." Chu Feige took off his bamboo hat.
Pei Donglang frowned, "How is she now?"
"Looking very bad."
Pei Donglang sighed, "She is still too soft-hearted. Someone sent me news today, which proves that her every move is under surveillance by others. Under the scrutiny of foreign enemies, these inappropriate emotions will harm her sooner or later.
"
Chu Feige nodded, "What His Highness said is absolutely true, but no matter how strong her mind is, Su Liangdi is just a woman. At this moment, Your Highness should probably go to the palace to visit her."
"That's what I meant, but it's not appropriate to go today. Let's go tomorrow." After saying this, Pei Donglang put the sword in his hand back into the scabbard and ordered the people below to prepare some supplements.
Shui Qinglou looked at his sister and shook his head, "Brother brought it upon himself. Sister, live your life well. Just pretend that you have never had such an embarrassing big brother as me."
Shui Qingqiong hugged Shui Qinglou and burst into tears, "No! My brother was murdered! I must avenge you and kill that woman!"
Shui Qinglou did not speak, his eyes fixed on the crowd. The woman opposite him had only met him once, but she was deeply impressed. The look on her face when she tied the belt for His Highness the Third Prince on the hunting ground that day was...
It was an expression that no woman in the palace had ever seen. It was also the look Fei Xin had when she looked at him...
He doesn't hate her, because she is very similar to him. They are both just chess pieces in the hands of others, but his chess piece is not powerful enough and was swallowed up early. He even pities this chess piece because she still has a conscience.
.Otherwise, she would not have appeared here because she could not get over her own heart. And this little bit of conscience and her almost obsessed love for His Highness will eventually destroy her!
"Sister." Shui Qinglou's voice was loud, but he looked at Su Zhiyu and said, "Things in this world are always like looking at flowers in the mist and looking at the moon in the water. They are both true and illusory. Sometimes what you think is true may be false.
, sometimes what you think you have doesn’t actually belong to you, and sometimes what you think may be wrong. Remember, don’t be blinded by your feelings for anyone, so that you can live a good life.”
Su Zhiyu looked at Shui Qinglou, and she knew that he was looking at her. These words were also meant for her to hear. He seemed to have some information that he wanted to convey to himself, or to give her a piece of advice. For a moment, Su Zhiyu felt that he
She was very close to this person's heart. There was some wonderful connection that made her feel that she was very similar to him.
But it was only for that moment that Shui Qingqiong's sad cry brought her back to reality. The executioner sprayed a mouthful of wine on the knife. Without any hesitation, he raised the knife and dropped it. A flash of red leaped into the sky. Su Zhiyu stepped back.
After two steps, everything went dark.
Lu Xiang hurriedly helped her steady, and Su Zhiyu closed her eyes for a while before she recovered. She no longer had the courage to look at the head on the execution ground. Su Zhiyu raised his hand as if out of strength, with exhaustion in his voice, "Let's go back.
"
The two walked slowly back to the palace step by step, but they did not notice a familiar voice in the crowd. The man lowered his hat and flashed past, his pace quickening. Within a moment, they arrived at the Third Prince's Mansion and entered in a flash.
Pei Donglang had just finished practicing his sword. He dropped the sword in his hand and walked to the man while turning his wrist, "How?"
"It is true that Su Liangdi went to the execution ground as the people in the air said." Chu Feige took off his bamboo hat.
Pei Donglang frowned, "How is she now?"
"Looking very bad."
Pei Donglang sighed, "She is still too soft-hearted. Someone sent me news today, which proves that her every move is under surveillance by others. Under the scrutiny of foreign enemies, these inappropriate emotions will harm her sooner or later.
"
Chu Feige nodded, "What His Highness said is absolutely true, but no matter how strong her mind is, Su Liangdi is just a woman. At this moment, Your Highness should probably go to the palace to visit her."
"That's what I meant, but it's not appropriate to go today. Let's go tomorrow." After saying this, Pei Donglang put the sword in his hand back into the scabbard and ordered the people below to prepare some supplements.