However, she may never see him again, and never love him again. Thinking of this, Shen Ange felt very sad. She has always felt that to live is to avenge her deceased mother, so she lives awkwardly and is not happy.
But now, she feels that she is alive for love and hate. She loves Fengshuyu so much that she loves it. It is a basin of cold water that is poured from the beginning, and it is cold to the bone.
Listening to Feng Shuyu asking himself over and over again, Shen Ange opened his mouth, holding back the enthusiasm in his eyes.
"General, how much do you like me?" Shen Ange's peaceful appearance is quiet and elegant, and she looks dignified. She is now looking at the man in front of him with her eyes open. His frantic eyebrows are handsome and handsome.
Feng Shuyu's complexion was slightly stiff, and he pushed Shen Ange's hand away without opening his eyes, his face was uncomfortable.
Although she had never expressed her feelings before, she wrote clearly on her face.
Feng Shuyu is not ignorant of love, but he has never been touched by others, and for Shen Ange, he exists in a different way, and he doesn't know how to answer for a while.
Originally, Shen Ange didn't intend to ask this, but he thought that he was going to die soon, and he really didn't give up if he didn't get an answer.
With a hoarse throat, regardless of the pain of her fingers, regardless of the tumbling in her abdomen, she waited and waited full of joy, but she was dull and dull in Fengshuyu's gradually dark eyes.
It seems to be out of love.
Yeah, they just met a few times, and they didn't know each other, but she also paid back her life-saving graces, and they knew each other well, so there was really no need to entangle each other.
It's just that Shen Ange thought that he had never loved anyone in his life, and that was the result of falling in love with someone for the first time.
It's really unwilling to give up.
"Forget it, it's better not to answer than to say not to love. I'm already satisfied." Shen Ange pretended to shrug his shoulders lightly, pretending to be nonchalant.
If Feng Shuyu said that she had never been moved by her, then she would definitely be very sad.
Before she died, she heard the beloved man utter such unfeeling words, she would not be willing to die, it was too sad.
Feng Shuyu's thin lips were slightly pursed, with elusive gazes, she looked at Shen Ange's pretending to be calm, and she didn't know that part of her heart was involved, and it was a bit uncomfortable and a bit complaining. This complaint was for himself.
"I made a cup of tribute tea for you. It has the effect of rejuvenating and concentrating your mind. This will help you sleep peacefully." Shen Ange said, walking to the side by herself, not looking at Feng Shuyu's eyes, she was afraid she would look again. At a glance, he will never let go again.
I came here for nothing, and left without saying anything. It didn't seem to be like Shen Ange's style.
Feng Shuyu only hesitated for a while, but he didn't doubt that he walked in.
She also said that she liked it on a whim. Maybe she wouldn't have that kind of enthusiasm in a few days. After all, she was still too young and hadn't experienced the worldliness of people outside.
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Inside a superb wing room in Shen's Mansion.
The incense curled out of the furnace, the curtain of beads fell, a piano was placed in Taichung, a pair of white and clean hands were placed on the tight strings, the fingertips were slightly hooked, and the sound of high mountains and running water returned in the house.
Compared with the dark waves outside, the inside of the house is particularly peaceful.
The female Emei powder, jade skin and delicate face, pink Danzhu slightly lifted, her beautiful eyes are deep and indistinct gray and black, the woman looks peaceful and pleasant, but behind her is invisible.
"Miss, there has been some movement over Master Shen."
As soon as the maidservant's voice fell, she touched the piano with her bare hand, suddenly breaking a string, and the woman's eyes flashed with an imperceptible coldness.
Is it really a useless piano, Shen Sihai is so neglecting her
Turning a deaf ear to what the maidservant said, Xia Kui only cares about losing her mood at the moment, and can't even make Fuqin well. This trip to Jianghuai is really boring.
Outside the bead curtain, the maidservant was afraid of her body, so she lifted her face with difficulty, but saw that her own lady seemed to have nothing to do with her, as if she was not interested in the matter at all.
No, it was also the young lady who made her pay attention to the movement of Shen Mansion earlier.
"Miss Shen Dao is a daughter of a daughter, this kind of bloody cruel things should not be seen, just let the lady stay in the house, and wait for the storm in the house to calm down, then come to ask the lady."
Xia Kui listened to the maid's words, and felt that Shen Sihai was a wise man.
A slaughter is still going on, but he arranges it for himself, and only waits for the opportunity to wash the mansion with blood.
It's just that Shen Sihai has nothing to plead with her, the person behind is not her, and she is just acting for others, taking the opportunity to get rid of the hatred in her heart.
She was passionate about Gu Beiyan, and her identity and family were enough to match him. Even if Feng Jiuge was the princess, even the daughter of Feng Mansion, she was just a later person.
"The princess's martial arts, let Shen Sihai pay more attention."
Today, Feng Jiuge must die in Shen Mansion, definitely.
Xia Kui said, her stunning face appeared insidious, and her expression was cold.
The handmaid took the order and retreated.
Xia Kui looked at the incense in the furnace, watching the lingering smoke in the room, back and forth.
She didn't want to miss this blood-stained mansion scene.
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"What's the meaning of Mr. Shen's move?" The sound of coming and stopping came from outside the house, and the three people in the house who moved after hearing the sound all looked outside.
In front of Lin Zhi, the head was Shen Sihai, and behind him were a group of court guards. There were no fewer than a hundred people, all of which were waist swords, with the intention of opening a bow and pulling a crossbow.
Shen Sihai knew that it was either King Tan's death or his death, and no longer did superficial effort, directly shouted, "The prince can be inside."
Just now, Shen Ange also went in, but he didn't even start at this moment.
When Lin Zhi saw Shen Sihai's unkind appearance, he felt a little bit in his heart. When he came with this momentum, he would definitely not just sit back and talk about it so simple.
"The prince is injured and is still resting at noon. If the adults have nothing to do, they will wait until the prince wakes up to pay him a visit." There was a sound, neither humble nor overbearing.
At this moment, Shen Sihai stopped talking with Linzhi. With a wave of his hand, dozens of court guards stepped up to the order and drew their swords to fight with Linzhi.
Fist and fist, you don't need to pay attention to know that the outside fight must be extremely fierce.
Shen Ange looked at the two people on the couch, handsome men and beautiful women, dignified and reserved between lying on their backs. It's just the sound of fighting outside, which doesn't seem out of place.
"King Tan, the official knows that you are inside. Since you have grasped my handle, you will no longer go with the official." Shen Sihai was standing in the courtyard, his voice full of breath resounding throughout the whole. courtyard.
Shen Ange pulled on his clothes subconsciously, resentment in his eyes.
"Knowing that you are seriously injured, and now I am afraid that it is not all right, there is no need to resist. As long as you die, this officer will not make you die too ugly."
Kung fu before the end is not bad, but in the end, one person is against ten people. If I want to go forward, the guard is also incapable of doing it. He grabbed the sharp sword in Ting Wei's hand and shot the two with resolute action.