Her cries seemed to draw his attention away, and the weight on her body was suddenly lighter.
"Little Seven."
She heard him cry, his voice muffled and painful.
She was covering her broken clothes in the dark, but she couldn't grasp an inch of thread. She understood that he was not calling her, but Nian Xuanji.
Her heart was sad, he had left her, and he moved quickly, but she always felt that his departure was a little panic. In her ears, it was the sound of things in the room falling to the ground, tables and chairs or something, he walked quickly, kicking Turning things over to avoid her like a plague.
The room was suddenly torn apart by a burst of dazzling light, and the curtain on the night pearl outside the bed was lifted at some point.
The red in his eyes was killing intent, and she could smell his heavy breath.
She looked down at herself subconsciously—the clothes were too tattered to hide, the belly pockets were sloping, the skirt was messy, and had slipped to the knees. The difference is that she didn't know him when she met him, he had distractions, and she hated.
Did she go through many hardships and finally die at his hands? She told herself not to be afraid, in fact, how could she not be afraid, her body trembled slightly, but she could still laugh, "What did the slave do that the emperor wanted to kill me?"
She knew that because of the slap just now, she had a faint answer in her heart, and the answer made her shudder slightly, but it was unclear, she really didn't understand him anymore. Perhaps, three years is not short, long enough that she can no longer recognize him.
He squinted at her, his brows were ruthless, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.
The tip of the sword had reached her heart.
Without the cover of the clothes, blood beads burst out from her snow-white skin and stained on his sword, and the wound was numb and painful.
She wondered if she should tell him her identity, lest he accidentally kill herself, and save Buddha even a month. Not worth it.
However, his hand seemed to be very stable, and the tip of the sword never entered another point, only his breathing was aggravating.
After all, she had been with him for three years. He was rarely seen like this in the past, and he did rarely have moments of calm and hesitation. Now, he is hesitating—
She leaned forward suddenly, his eyebrows sank, but he was faster than her, and the tip of the sword moved out a few inches.
She got up from the bed and looked at the man in front of her coldly, "You want to kill me because you fell in love with me and feel guilty about Nian Xuanji, right?"
"Long Feili, did I want to be fucked by you or did you want to fuck me?" She raised her hand to the gorgeous warm couch opposite, and said with a smile, "You don't want to fuck me, that year Xuanji went again. Where? You know you'll do that with me one day!"
She smiled coquettishly, and at the moment when the light and shadow appeared, she looked at the opposite side of the warm couch, only to find that Xuanji was gone, and the body of that person after Xi Liang had been removed at some point!
He stood on the spot, his eyes were cold, but his thin lips were tightly pressed, but he never said a word, and the ground shone with cold light.
The moment she got out of bed and walked towards him, he let go of the sword in his hand.
The sword has no eyes, because he is afraid of hurting someone. Who really hurts.
He couldn't handle her. Zhu Qi's eyes were wet, but his heart was even more sad.
"So, you moved Nian Xuanji away." She charged with a low smile, "What do you mean by deep love? Your feelings for Nian Xuanji are just like that, why don't you have a good time with me? Don't forget that you and Wen Ruyi had a good morning. If you have a child, isn't it troublesome to see Concubine Yi every time you go there, why not just take her back to the palace—"
Before she could finish her sentence, her neck was pinched tightly, his movements were too fast, she didn't even have time to react, her eyes were already dark, the suffocation and suffocation felt tighter and tighter, her throat was on fire, and she couldn't squeeze out a single voice. , When she thought she would die like this, her neck suddenly loosened and she fell to the ground.
In the drowsiness, only the sound of footsteps could be heard, and the clear, tick-tock sound like rain splattered all around. A cold object hit her face and landed on the ground again. She struggled to look at the ground. , I saw that the ground was completely white... Countless beads were scattered on the ground.
She looked forward in a daze, and the residual beads on the crystal curtain swayed violently. She has always liked this curtain, but it was broken. She also finally understood that between him and her, it was indeed the past.
She slowly got up, walked to the door, and opened it.
Outside the door, there are heavy guards.
He was going to imprison her? She thought in a daze, closed the door, and sat down on the ground. His body was cold, his head was dizzy and uncomfortable, but he didn't want to sleep until the east turned white.
He's gone forever... she thought, she got his mind right.
After an unknown amount of time, some voices came, and she subconsciously opened the door a little, only to see a few women kneeling in the courtyard... Is it Nishang and the others
She didn't know what was going on. Dozens of Imperial Guards were surrounded by knives, and one person was standing in the courtyard, but it was Xia Sang. Duan Yuhuan was pacing anxiously beside him, Long Zijin stood beside Nishang, his eyes narrowed, staring at the woman on the ground.
Yuzhi had sharp eyes, found her, waved to her, and said anxiously: "Xiao Qi, let's ask Brother Jiu to let you go."
Zhu Qi smiled at her and nodded. He couldn't bear to reject everyone's wishes. He understood that last night several people must have been persuaded by their respective husbands, so they came to intercede this morning.
Suddenly, everyone looked out of the door. She felt a little strange. She followed her eyes and saw a bright yellow man walking in from the courtyard door. Behind him was a woman. a child.
After enduring the dizziness all night, the sky finally flooded, and the consciousness that closed his eyes, his face changed suddenly.