Black Moonlight, after her robbery

What did he hear? !

Ti Zhen's face was ashen, and he couldn't believe it was such a coincidence.

But when she chased him out in confusion, there was no trace of the person, as if he had never been there.

Ti Zhen suddenly sat down holding the railing, his heart was bleeding and his mind was empty.

She didn't even know what had just happened. She just felt that she had turned into a handful of ashes, and she was so guilty that she almost lost her soul.

She stared blankly at Shi Shen, who was also chasing after him: "It's over..."

Because she knew Wen Yu's character very well. She had been separated from the Husband's camp for a long time because of her bombing of Luoxi Street. Now she was killing the Zheng family. She also threw the blame on Hu Yanyan and deceived him for a long time. .

I'm afraid I can't even explain it.Of course there is no explanation, it was indeed her doing.

Especially after the last palace change, Wen Yu seemed to be a different person. Even though they were no different when getting along with each other, she still vaguely felt... He had changed, and his thoughts were becoming more and more careful, as careful as... An emperor.

What should I say to be understanding?
When she was worried about speaking, someone came to report that Song Hui broke a jade pendant of King Qin and was sent to work as a casual laborer.

Song Hui was the one she gave him, and he was so angry that he took off her eyeliner, which shows how difficult it must be this time.

He was worried for several days, until one night, Ti Zhen sat on the couch for a long time, thinking about what to do next, and Wen Yu came back.

However, he did not return for several nights in a row. At that time, he gradually became uneasy when he saw Ti Zhen here. He had a premonition that when he appeared again, there would be an uproar.

It turned out not to be the case.He didn't make a fuss, just sat in an armchair and looked at her with obscure eyes.

Ti Zhen felt uncomfortable being stared at and rubbed his eyes with his hands.

Wen Yu said: "Sleepy? Then I'll make the bed."

Ti Zhen's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt that this change was scarier than his quarrel with her.

He turned off the lights and lay flat on the bed, with a certain distance between them unconsciously. His arms rested on the quilt, and his hands clenched into fists. He stared at the bed curtain above his head for a long time, and then pulled the quilt for her.

Smiling as normally as possible, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Naturally, he reached out his hand and held her in his arms.

Ti Zhen looked away from him uncomfortably, "I heard that Song Hui made a mistake and was punished by you?"

Wen Yu said, "Isn't it common for slaves to make mistakes and be punished?"

Ti Zhen's nose couldn't help but feel sore, "It's common for slaves to make mistakes, but Song Hui is not an ordinary slave."

Her face was filled with bright and dark lights, and her mood was a little unstable, "Actually... you know everything, right?"

He asked again: "You heard everything, right?"

After hearing her straightforward question, Wen Yu was equally sure that she had seen him last time.

I wanted to pretend to be stupid, but with the truth revealed like this, there seemed to be no room to hide it.

Wen Yu just felt tired. He had known that there would be no more reliable people in this world, but he still believed in her so much and would stand by her in any situation. But in the end, he found that his only trust in her was still calculated by her. of.

A person who dies once and is reborn, lives two lives, and only today did he realize that the person he couldn't see through the most was her.He thought that at that time, he was seeking an answer from her for Zheng Mao's death, but he didn't expect that he was the one who was plotting against her.

Ti Zhen looked at his disappointed look and felt relieved for a moment, "I didn't expect that the fault was with my brother. It doesn't matter if you know...or...you will know sooner or later, the lie will be exposed, and we will be together." There are no secrets anymore.”

Wen Yu stared, "Is this all you have said so far?"

Her subtle expression was as light as the thin clouds in the sky, "I have done it, and I have nothing to defend except admitting it, because I don't think I did anything wrong." He asked: "What about the princess? She did something wrong. What? To lose everything?"

She just shook her head, "I can't control that much. I can only protect myself. I really can't control other people!"

Unconsciously, he sneered, "Don't you know that Zheng Mao has murderous intentions towards me? If I don't kill him, why don't I wait for him to come and kill me when he becomes more powerful? Or should I just watch him take advantage of his better family background than me? How about taking my position as princess?"

She held his hand tightly, "You were weak-minded at that time... If you regret it, then I will not waste all my efforts?"

He has naturally thought about her future and made perfect arrangements, "How do you know I'm not looking for you?"

He said: "When I used benzoin on Zheng Mao, I wanted him to report his illness and stay away from the court. Even if he is alive, he will not threaten you."

He held her hand instead, "Of course I know your temperament, and offenders will be punished, so I don't care about Zheng Mao's death. What about Zheng Xuan? He has been devolved? Why do you have to kill them all?"

Her chest was stirring, "It's up and down, it's down, it's up. Who knows if they don't restore, they won't kill... and they won't be a threat!"

She said the word "kill" so simply.

Wen Yu had an unspeakable emotion in his heart, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a kind of fear.That kind of cold state of mind is like the long-lasting shadow in the dark, always giving people a cold heart palpitations.
Continue to ask: "What about Mrs. Zheng?"

"Whether you believe it or not, I haven't touched a finger on the women of the Zheng family!" She explained: "I am a woman, and I know that being a woman is not easy, so why would I do something to an innocent woman?"

"Then... Mrs. Zhang... who killed her?"

"Is it you too?"

When Ti Zhen heard these words, his expression was frightened, and Wen Yu understood immediately.

He said: "I never knew you killed so many people... I should have thought that the road you pointed out to me was so hidden. How could I be attacked by the Que family for no reason and Mrs. Zhang was assassinated?"

"Unless it's self-directed and self-acted."

He looked at her in the dim moonlight and said belatedly: "You have killed so many people. I am really afraid that one day you will do the same to me."

She was surprised by his thoughts, "Why do you say that? Why should I kill you?"

There was some disappointment in her eyes, "Do you think I am such a murderous person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong?"

Wen Yu suddenly had a lot of emotions, "Ti Zhen, no matter how others try, my heart for you and my heart for you to be the princess will never change. I have only loved one person in my life, and that is you."

He had to nod and admit, "I know you are suspicious by nature, and I know you are self-interested and cold-blooded, but I also know that you are not a cruel person, nor are you incapable of empathy. In fact, you have come this far because you just don't believe me."

Ti Zhen raised his head after realizing it.

Wen Yu was sad and hesitant, "Even now, you have never given me [-]% trust."

Now that things have happened, she doesn't want to lie and simply admits it. "A one-sentence promise is too light. I can't afford to gamble. I only believe in the results that I can see."

He let go of her hand and leaned against the bed frame, feeling pain in his chest.

He lowered his eyes and said softly: "I don't know what kind of posture to use when facing the princess these days. I wonder if you pull her and call her sister or sister. Doesn't your conscience really hurt?"

After saying so few words, the two of them became relatively silent.

No matter how similar their fates and life experiences are, they are still two types of people with different paths. Just like the colors of their clothes, one red and one white, they are as distinct as each other.

I'm afraid that if one of them opens his mouth again, he will fall into deeper embarrassment and stalemate.