Su Ziyu held her shoulders with his big hands, the look on his face seemed to tear her apart.
How vicious this woman is!
On the day something happened to the Qian family, he rushed back from the Shenji Camp, eager to save her. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by his father.
He remembered clearly what his elder brother said in his ear: Third brother, the wise king has taken a fancy to Qian Ziqi, and he is bound to win. Even if you don't die, you can't escape the clutches of the devil. It would be better for an innocent girl to die if she fell into the hands of that devil.
He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and was so shocked that he could not recover. Ziqi always avoided people from the palace, so how could he provoke the wise king
"Why do you think I have been close to you in the past seven years? I want to find out everything you have done in the past, one by one."
What
There was a roar in Yin Daimei's ears and she couldn't breathe.
Su Ziyu sneered: "Miss Eighth, where did your former maid named Pearl go?"
Yin Daimei covered her chest and looked at him as if she saw a ghost, with a look of horror on her face.
Pearl is her most considerate maid, and she should be paired with a servant to stay by her side. She disliked Pearl for knowing too much about her worries, so she sent her away from afar.
Yin Daimei gritted her teeth to prevent herself from shouting. This man not only lied to her, but also secretly investigated her? terrible!
Su Ziyu pushed her away in disgust, took out the handkerchief from her sleeve, and wiped her hands, as if those hands were stained with the most disgusting things in the world.
Yin Daimei staggered, stopped, and raised her head just in time to fully see the action of wiping his hands.
At this moment, the resentment and resentment in her heart completely broke out.
"Su Ziyu, I am despicable and disgusting, and so are you. Don't forget me. You shot Qian Ziqi to death with your own hands."
Su Ziyu felt a pain in her heart, and even her internal organs twitched. Zi Qi's desperate look when he was hit by an arrow appeared in front of his eyes.
Those eyes were extremely bright in the firelight.
"So, despicable people like us should stay together, torture each other, and take revenge on each other until death."
Yin Daimei fell to the ground slumped.
What is he saying
Fight until death!
There was fear in her eyes, how she wished this was an illusion. In the fantasy, she is the happiest woman in the world, and he is the most passionate man in the world.
She suddenly remembered the lottery she had drawn at Yangu Temple many years ago: The mirror, flowers, water, and moon are ultimately empty, and it is difficult to calm down when one raises one's eyebrows to the shore.
Qian Ziqi, is this your revenge
No, I will never let you succeed.
Yin Daimei raised her head high and slowly got up from the ground. There was tenderness in her eyes, although the tenderness looked fake.
She walked up to him, put her hand on his face, and whispered: "Ziyu, I was wrong, please forgive me. The reason why I did this is really because I love you, and I love you badly. "
Su Ziyu watched her performance coldly, without any ripples in her heart.
"She is dead, and a dead person cannot be resurrected. I am sincere to you. Let's live a good life and stop hurting each other. I will bear children for you and take care of my wife. Don't hate me anymore, okay?"
"Miss Eight!"
Su Ziyu's voice without any warmth sounded again.
"Do you know what makes Qian Ziqi better than you? She has always had a sense of proportion in love. As long as I have a good impression of you, she is willing to fulfill it. And you... don't bother, do you know, every time I see you? I want to kill you even if I see you." Yin Daimei's expression changed drastically, and she suddenly tore his clothes and screamed: "Su Ziyu, you hypocrite, I will tell the queen all this, I will let you go. You ruined your reputation and left the Su family with nothing. If you ruined me, I will ruin you too.
Think about it. "
Su Ziyu let her tear her apart.
He vaguely remembered that when the woman in front of him saw him for the first time, she was as shy as a budding flower, and the tenderness in her eyes seemed to be overflowing. Even the most delicate flower would be dim compared to her. A few moments.
However, there is already one person living in his heart, and he cannot tolerate another one.
Ruined him, right
When he shot that arrow, he was already destroyed. He was alive only for his mother. The mother gave birth to him, raised him, loved him, hated him, but he could not die.
Now that his mother is gone and the last fig leaf has been torn away, what else does he have to worry about.
After wearing the mask for a long time, he must take it off one day so that he can breathe fresh air and feel like a living person.
Su Ziyu smiled ghostly, "You destroyed me long ago, and now it's time for me to fight back."
After saying that, he clapped his hands twice, the door creaked open, and a tall man walked in.
Su Ziyu smiled lightly, "She is yours."
Yin Daimei felt like a bolt from the blue, a cold air rose from the soles of her feet and enveloped her whole body instantly.
She was about to scream when a big hand covered her mouth.
The strange man's breath made Yin Daimei kick her as hard as she could, and then an unknown acupuncture point was lightly tapped. Her body suddenly became sore and limp, making it difficult to move at all.
And the next second, she had been lifted to the desk.
hiss-
The skirt was torn open, and the virgin's soft body was exposed to the air, and the man's eyes showed a hint of surprise.
Yin Daimei screamed in pain, her whole body shrank into a ball, tears streaming down her face.
The man didn't feel pity for her pain. He raised her leg high and pumped her hard, again and again.
Su Ziyu raised her chin slightly, with a sarcastic smile on her handsome face, as if she was deliberately appreciating her helplessness and humiliation at the moment.
"Do you still remember that year's Lantern Festival? You asked her to enjoy the lanterns together, and you deliberately separated from her, causing her to be targeted by a few beggars. If the cousins of the Sheng family hadn't found her quickly, she would have been in trouble for the rest of her life. Destroyed. Miss Eight, you won’t forget that one thousand eight hundred taels took away someone’s innocence!”
He could never forget that she was brought back dirty and injured. At that moment, he really wanted to carve out the bloody flesh of those beggars.
Everyone just thought it was an accident. It wasn't until he found Pearl and put the knife on her neck that they realized how vicious the woman in front of him was.
Su Ziyu's voice was trembling. If he had a sharp knife at this moment, he would definitely cut open her chest to see if it was black or white.
Once, twice... Yin Daimei looked up at him, going from pain, to humiliation, to numbness, to resentment...
Oh, she remembered.
That year she asked Pearl to find someone to destroy her innocence, but she regretted it afterwards. Su Ziyu looked at her distracted eyes, lowered her head, and whispered in her ear, "If you dare to reveal a single word to outsiders, the matter of Miss Yinba having an affair with a man will definitely cause trouble in the city, and not only will it be affected. Mr. British, I am still your royal concubine. By the way, do your best.
Looking after your mistress, this man will take care of you for me every night. "
The man picked up the empty box on the ground and put the white handkerchief into it, "Third Master!"
Su Ziyu took the box and said condescendingly: "Eighth Miss, I am just treating others the way they are treated. By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you. Do you know... Why should I do this? Shoot that arrow?"
Yin Daimei rolled her eyes and moved her lips, but she couldn't make a sound.
Su Ziyu raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said something in her ear with clear eyes...
Suddenly, Yin Daimei trembled, and her eyes burst out with fear, as if she had seen a ghost.
Su Ziyu turned around and sneered at the man: "She won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."
"Yes, Third Master!"
Su Ziyu didn't look at him again, held the box and walked out silently.
Yin Dai's eyebrows were wandering, her wet bun was stuck to her cheeks, her eyes were open and unfocused.
Her body was torn apart again, and she could no longer feel the pain.
If she could go back in time and reverse the world, she would rather that at the palace night banquet that year, she and he just passed each other and never met.
She regrets it, okay
Su Ziyu held the box and walked into the house where Mr. Ye was alive.
The room was empty after people left it, and it felt indescribably cold and eerie.
He jumped softly and placed the box on the beam. Inside, there was not only her white handkerchief, but also her bloody panties, which would be evidence in case...
After landing on the ground, he turned over and slept on his mother's bed, looking at the tent ceiling in a daze.
Before today, he never knew that he could be like the devil, holding a sharp sword and stabbing the body of the person he hated.
In fact, he is just like all the men in the world, as timid as a mouse and as greedy, angry and obsessed. In his entire life, he had only been proud in front of Qian Ziqi.
His greatest wish in life is not to make great achievements and become a prince or prime minister, but to hold her hand and find a quiet place to have two or three children and support each other as they grow old.
But now all this... is already a luxury.
Yin Daimei is right in saying that he is a hypocrite, and hidden deep under this skin is a living selfish person.
Tears fell drop by drop, falling on the pillow and disappearing instantly.
Raindrops fell rapidly outside the window, rattling against the window, and he slowly closed his eyes.
My heart felt extremely peaceful.
Baoqing forty years.
August 18, rain.
When Emperor Baoqing came to court, he announced that Mount Tai would offer sacrifices to heaven. King Xian went out with the guard of honor, while King Lao Su stayed in Beijing to supervise the country.
As soon as this decree came out, everyone looked at the wise king slightly differently. At this moment, it is obviously no longer an honor to have the emperor take it with you to offer sacrifices to the gods.
On the same day, because his wife passed away, the Minister of War ordered someone to forward Ding You's documents to his three sons. Along with the documents, there was also a eloquent memorial asking for the crown prince.
Emperor Baoqing looked at it, smiled slightly and said: "Su Shangshu's wife has died, but he is worried about family and country affairs, my loyal minister!"
To put it in vulgar terms, you, Su Qing, have only had free time to take care of my affairs since your wife died three days ago. Overt praise and covert derogation made all the officials in an uproar.