As a human being, when it comes to oneself, especially when it comes to feelings, it is easy for the authorities to be confused.
She was like that in her previous life. She knew that Sun Wenhao was a killer a long time ago. She showed kindness, tenderness, love...all kinds of tenderness and affection to Wenhao, even though she knew that he might hurt her. She still foolishly believed him.
, completely surrendering herself and confusing herself, he will definitely not let her down. Even through subconscious self-hypnosis, Wen Hao, the killer, is as sentimental as her.
Jun Youqi probably doesn't know that his own hypocritical heart is slowly falling.
No matter what, he is better than her.
He loves a person, is sensible, and understands that it is important to pay attention to private school. For example, he always knows that the country is more important than anything else.
But she, Feng Jingyun, is a fool. When she loves someone, she will give her all and commit her life to him.
It was like this in her previous life, and she might not be able to change it in this life.
Therefore, in this life, she neither dares to love nor has the ability to love another man.
A faint smile appeared on her lips, "It's nothing, I just think you look more and more handsome."
A childish smile appeared on his face, full of energy, "Yun'er is becoming more and more beautiful as he looks at her."
"Yes." She nodded. Youqi and her could only stay in the superficial beauty. A man who was so hypocritical that he took advantage of feelings and love, she didn't care what he did to others. If he dared to offend her like this, he would naturally
Pay the price.
After applying the medicine, he gently rubbed the edge of her wound with his fingertips. The smooth and tender touch made him unable to put it down. He had only wanted her three times last night, but he was extremely longing for her and wanted to take her...
She gathered her clothes and stood up, looking around at the messy Tenth Prince's Mansion.
His home was destroyed, but he had no expression on his face, "There is no way to live here. Yun'er, I have dozens of villas in Beijing, and there is also You'an Palace, my official residence, in the palace. You can choose one."
At..."
"I'm going back to Yunqi Villa." Her expression was calm and her voice had no fluctuation. It was not a question, but a notification.
He moved his lips and wanted to persuade her, but when he saw her indifferent face, he knew that if she made up her mind, no matter how much she tried to persuade her, it would be useless, so he said, "I will give it to you."
…
In the courtyard of Xingyun Pavilion, steward Jiang Heng stood in the courtyard, as if waiting for someone.
After a while, Jun Mo Shang, dressed in black, felt like the god of death approaching.
Silent and breathless.
There seemed to be no movement at all in the courtyard, but there was just a cold air out of thin air.
Jiang Heng's body was trembling inexplicably. When he turned around, he saw a man dressed in black who looked like a ghost behind him. His aura was cold and evil, like a ghost seeking souls. He was so frightened that his teeth chattered uncontrollably.
After all, he had been in the world for a long time, so he forced himself to calm down and cupped his hands, "I have met King Shang. My young lady ordered my subordinates to wait here and let Lord Shang do something."
"Let me do the work..." He curled his lips evilly, "Those who dare to say this will become impatient. Feng Jingyun is so brave!"
"..." Jiang Heng also felt guilty in his heart, asking King Shang to do things. The head of the world's number one sect, a man whose power is almost overtaking the court, is it too whimsical for the young lady? But, in other words, if King Shang is
If you don't want to, you won't be here, right?
"Say." Jun Mo Shang's lips spat out words as cold as ice.
"My young lady hopes that Prince Shang will create something that requires the Tenth Prince to go in person.
