There is no reason to escape, because seeing her like this, his heart is upset, as if he was suddenly thrown on a huge rock on the surface of a calm and waveless lake, and a stormy sea was instantly set off.
At that moment, he had a feeling that could be called distress, it was not obvious, as if being bitten by countless ants, there seemed to be pain like nothing, which made the heart flustered.
The moment he left the room, Su Kui opened his eyes.
She silently looked at the empty room where she was left alone again, and said lightly: "Jing Si."
"Squeak—"
As soon as the voice fell, Jing Si opened the door lightly and walked in, bowing his head and gazing in a respectful manner, "Master."
In the next instant, a medicine bottle was lost. Jing Si raised his hand to catch it, stunned, with a complicated expression, "Master, you are..."
"Go and give him the medicine. I finally saw through one thing. I forced it. What I got was nothing more than an endless void in my heart." She leaned on the sagging body, wrapped her hands on her shoulders, her long, ink-colored eyelashes, as if she had been Smudged in general, like butterfly wings, especially fragile.
For some reason, after hearing these words, Jing Si's eyes immediately turned red. She bit her lower lip and said, "Master... You..." She really wanted to say, can you go back to the past and be that arbitrary woman .
We don’t like him anymore, okay
However, how can it be possible to withdraw the feelings that have been given back? The teacher was wrong, she overestimated herself.
The woman closed her eyes and shook her hand gently.
Jing Si suppressed the cry and nodded, "Yes, the slave and maid will do it."
Anonymous Hall.
After Jing Si left, Yue Fusang looked at the little rough porcelain vase on the table. Jing Si didn't say anything, but came in silently, put the bottle in front of him, said "The leader ordered me to give it to you", and left quickly.
He raised his eyes and saw her forbearing tears, as well as her undisguised disgust and anger towards him.
The weather in winter is always getting darker quickly.
After returning, Yue Fusang sat silently until late at night. When he got up, he staggered and his body was already sitting stiff. He was thinking, thinking about how he felt about the woman who was at odds with him.
The inside of the nameless hall and the outside of the hall are at two extremes. The snow is swaying outside, and the inside of the hall is warm like spring. Except at the beginning, the more Fusang cannot be denied, she treated him very well. No one dared to insult him, and all the servants treated him respectfully. Once she noticed that someone was disrespectful to him, the end was absolutely miserable. Over time, everyone knew who the leader was in his heart.
Probably, he was the only one who deceived himself and others, and always felt that she was teasing him, right? Therefore, even if there was a loosening in my heart, I still persisted and refused to fall.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile. That woman was really good at it. It's no wonder that because of so many male favorites in Luojia, no one hated her in the end, but she was infatuated.
He always stayed away from emotional matters, and his personality was cold and he didn't think about it, so he fell into her hands.
Yes, he planted, and realized when he saw a gray moth, flapping wings, flying towards the candlelight without any scruples, and then his body burned into ashes in a sudden flame.
The so-called moths fighting the fire is probably not the case.
What kind of shit is that righteous and evil are not equal, so he will destroy Yinluo. As for her-