Yue Fusang wanted to see Su Kui the next day. He thought about it all night, and finally decided to look directly into his heart.
However, to his surprise this time, Su Kui didn't see him, and even didn't even hear his voice.
He was stopped outside the temple, Jing Si firmly prevented his move to enter, and told him very firmly, "If he rushes in, the leader will be unhappy!"
In the end, Yue Fusang lowered his eyes and obeyed Jing Si's words. Seeing that he would not be tough, Jing Si turned and returned to Yinluo Hall. The tall vermilion carved wooden door slowly closed in front of his eyes.
Outside of Guangli, he saw that Jing Si's face was pale and his eyes were swollen, it was obvious that he had cried for a long time.
What's going on here
His heart was fiercely picked up, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he denied them one by one.
No, no, she is so powerful, how could something happen to her
However, Jing Si, as her most trusted maid and her most loyal subordinate, why did she suddenly appear this look? As if all thoughts were grayed out, his eyes were filled with despair.
He pursed his lips and fisted his hands hanging beside him.
Yue Fusang stood outside the temple for a long time, but still did not wait for any response. He raised his eyes, and the bright sunlight above his head could no longer bring warmth in the winter. The lingering cold wind rustled clusters of verdant green bamboos, and the snow was drooping down, as if another heavy snowfall had begun.
There were fine pieces of snow falling into his eyes, cold and inexplicable, and it was cold in his heart.
Finally, he took a deep look at the closed door of Yinluo Hall, and then he stepped back to Wuming Hall.
Today, I can't wait for the result. If he can, he also wants to push hard, but if she doesn't want him to see her, his actions will only provoke disgust.
Su Kui was lying weakly in her arms, and the blood-stained bedding had been replaced. Jing Si had just wiped her body. This time, Jing Si ignored her habits and forcibly burned the earth dragon. So the air in the sleeping hall was warm, and she yawned sleepily.
The pain last night seemed like her nightmare, and now the whole body was in a light and fluttering sensation, as if she had eaten an elixir and was about to soar. She was amused by her own thoughts, with a pear vortex sinking into her cheek.
Seeing her smile, Jing Si couldn't help but blush.
She stood outside the door for a long time, and when she was barely able to control her emotions, she slowly walked into the bedroom. Maybe she is the real happiness now, right? Because, finally liberated, however, the sorrow in the bottom of my heart almost overwhelmed her.
She is still so young, but she has been trapped here all her life. She looks beautiful and beautiful like a stunning peony, and she has a beautiful country. However, the heart has long been decayed, leaving only the thick bones and the empty heart.
Therefore, the leader did not like to be sad, so she never showed sadness in front of her again, just laughed.
The hall was very depressing, and all the servant girls were panicked. In the morning, they couldn't wait for the teacher's messenger, so they called the master's mirror to come over. When Jingsi lifted the tent, he saw the person on the bed lying in a pool of blood. The snow-white coat was already stained with blood.
That picture was absolutely shocking.
The woman lay on her back on the bed, her face pale, with dry blood on the corners of her lips. For an instant, Jing Si shook her hands to detect the woman's breath. She really thought that she was dead.