"If you want to see it, of course you can." Jiang Niannian was completely defenseless against her own child, and how could she not agree to such a small request
"Nian Nian is so nice." Yin Buqi smiled softly and rubbed her neck gently. After a long time, he picked up the books beside the bed and returned to his room.
He sat on a bamboo chair, wearing a black and red robe, his hair tied up with jade buttons, and he exuded a cool air, but his temperament was unexpectedly captivating.
Yin Buqi's slender fingers flipped the pages of the book in his hand one by one, his eyelashes slightly drooping. He was already good-looking, and his serious look made him even more attractive.
After a long time, he closed the book, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth, and spiritual fire was accumulated in his hands.
"As elegant as a fairy?"
“The Affair” slowly builds up a spark.
"Amazing talent?"
"Sleeping Flowers and Willows" was the next to suffer.
"Chivalrous and righteous?"
"Jin Ping Mei" was reduced to ashes in an instant.
The firelight was fierce, reflecting his handsome face. A flash of cruelty flashed in his eyes for a moment, and then a smile appeared in the next second. His smile was pure, like a spring flower in March, unstained by dust, but his tone was trembling: "Nian Nian is not obedient. She actually praised another man in front of me. It's really chilling."
He crawled out of a dark quagmire. He had understood since childhood that if he couldn't get something he liked, he should destroy it. But he couldn't bear to hurt Nian Nian, and the world without Nian Nian was destroyed, so it didn't matter.
Nian Nian is his, and will be his for the rest of her life. In order to prevent Nian Nian from slipping away from his hands, he will lock her tightly by his side if necessary.
There was a gentle knock on the bamboo door, and Jiang Niannian's gentle voice came from outside the door: "Buqi, come out to eat."
"Okay, Nian Nian." Yin Buqi wiped his icy and jade-like hands with a handkerchief, then walked out with a smile.
…
Jiang Niannian stood outside the bamboo courtyard. This was not the bamboo courtyard in the Guiyuan Formation, but the one in Rimu.
She was a little puzzled. Wasn't she sleeping? Why did he suddenly appear here
A woman's laughter was heard from inside the house. Jiang Niannian was puzzled and pushed the door open.
In front of the yellowed bronze mirror, Yin Buqi had his back to her, holding a woman in his arms.
The woman was extremely beautiful, with fair and tender skin and bones as soft as jade. The wrist that was around Yin Buqi's neck was so thin that it seemed like it would break if bent, and even she couldn't help but feel pity for him when she saw him.
The two were doing what was in the storybook she had read during the day.
"Ali...be gentle..."
The woman's voice was soft, sweet and her breathing was unstable.
"Mu Rou, I love you."
Yin Buqi responded to her.
Jiang Niannian's pupils trembled
Mu Rou
Tang Murou? !
How could she be here!
Tang Murou looked up and saw Jiang Niannian. She giggled and said, "A-Li, someone else saw us."
Yin Buqi paused, sorted out their clothes, turned around and looked at Jiang Niannian, with cold murderous intent in his eyes: "Why are you here?"
Jiang Niannian felt that Yin Buqi was very strange at this moment. She felt inexplicably scared, but still took a few steps forward and said, "Buqi, what's wrong with you?"
Tang Murou said: "Ali, I should have been the one to save you. For so many years, this woman has taken my place to stay with you. I don't like her."
The next second, a sword energy as fast as lightning struck, piercing Jiang Niannian's heart, and blood dripped down.