Black Moonlight, after her robbery

Chapter 49

Shi Shen stared blankly, his heart pounding directly, he was jealous after all, but he was unwilling, his good sister was bullied by outsiders, and he hated her even more.

"You talk to me like this because of Shen Wangshu's fake, what kind of ecstasy soup did he pour on you!"

"Shen Wangshu is dead, he's dead... dead! Why don't you understand what it means to be dead? It just disappears, no longer exists, and there can be no second him alive." Ti Zhen shook her head with a flick of her sleeves.

"Liu Wenyu will not be him, nor can he replace him. He is just himself! So can you stop putting your dirty thoughts on me! If you do this, I will only feel disgusted...very disgusting."

Shi Shen was even more decisive, "Then you are not allowed to go! I am your elder brother, you have to listen to me."

The door creaked open, and a petite figure flashed in silently. Wenxiu saluted slightly, "Girl, all the things brought to His Highness have been packed, and the carriage is waiting outside the door."

Tizhen turned around and left, Shi Shen was so angry that he was stunned, and immediately turned to her, grabbed her hand, "I told you not to go, you just obey me."

Her eyes were so calm that there was almost no emotion, "I've never been one to be manipulated by others, you know."

Every word fell into his ears, and he scratched his flesh with the cold blade, he bit his lower lip tightly, firmly believing in his heart that it was that person who led her into trouble.

"Come here! Take the girl to the bedroom to rest!" Baba didn't answer for a long time, so he had to repeat a few more words and call for someone to come over.

"Come here?" Tizhen looked at him with a delicate and charming face, and smiled contemptuously.

"Brother, if you want someone to serve you, you should go back to Wusun City to order someone. This is my territory. If I don't speak, who dares to come?"

"You..." Shi Shen's eyes were chapped angrily, pale as snow, like a grimace.

But he has nothing to do, there is no way to twist her under the eaves.

After being silent for a long time, he couldn't come back to his senses. He never knew when his little sister became like this, like a fierce girl. Now that things have happened, he has to plan some ideas.

The pavilions and pavilions in the mansion are towering and towering, and the courtyard is so deep that you can't see it. These days, Wen Yu is lying on the bed, even more tired and lifeless.

He was hurt deeply that day, he couldn't taste the pain in his skin and flesh, but the pain in his heart and bones was too unbearable, he was very discouraged, and it took a long time to recover.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't complain. After all, he was the one who was acting affectionate from the beginning. Tizhen's attitude was always half-true, half-false, half-coaxing, half-deceiving. Even if he knew, he still missed that kind of warmth, immersed Incredible.

There is no way.

Tizhen is a lonely person, like an eagle flying in the sky, unable to restrain anything, never something he can force to keep, all along, their relationship has always been close, warm and affectionate on face, but always heartless The method is handed over together.

He could never understand her eyes, nor could he figure out what she was thinking.

But he didn't have the determination to pull away, he couldn't annihilate the love that had grown.

There was a wind blowing into the window lattice, patting the beaded curtains and making a rattling sound, he turned around slowly, raised his head and stopped, unexpectedly, it was Tizhen's beautiful and beautiful face that caught his eyes.

Her temples were slightly slanted, her eyes were watery, and she was too beautiful. He had already imagined this to the point where he couldn't even tell the difference between dreams and reality.

It doesn't matter if it's fake, it doesn't stop him from staring at it, it's so fake that he can't help but want to touch it, "Tizhen..."

The hand he handed over actually touched her cheek, and there was even a hand supporting his hand, "It's me, I'm back, don't you want to hug me?"

A soft call woke him up from his sleep, and the sweetness was so sweet that it melted his bones instantly, and all the dignity and humiliation were thrown into the sky.

She lowered her head and said in a bewitching tone, "Hug me."

These words are so tempting. Hearing his heart move, he felt a lot of tender feelings. He immediately wrapped her in his arms, rubbed and rubbed, and strongly wanted to find the warmth that he had been missing for many days.

There was a scent of medicine on his body, she was leaning against his chest, being held so tightly by him, as if she could turn into the wind and escape.

She hugged his waist comfortingly, letting him feel her presence, but what she didn't expect was that his waist was so thin that a woman's arm could wrap it around half a circle. It turns out that he has lost so much weight these days, If you look closely, you can see that there are obvious traces of deep suffering on that pale face.

She looped her arms from the waist up and wrapped them around his neck, "I just came back today, so Baba came here to reassure you, don't you feel more at ease now?"

He touched her with his forehead, still smiling gently, "It's good that you are safe."

Thoughts were going back and forth, and the medicine on the case was almost gone.

Tizhen pulled him to sit up, and faced him, took the decoction and fed it to his mouth, "Drink the medicine first, I brought peony cake, it's very sweet."

He lowered his head and drank it from her hand. Although it was a little bitter, but looking at the people around him, his heart was full.

Tizhen slowly fed him a few spoonfuls, staring dazedly at the needle hanging between his brows, breathed out slowly, and moistened her voice.

"Although I am outside, my heart has always been with you. I know that you have asked for a place for me, and that you care about me. I have not forgotten that, so I have left you a letter. If it wasn't for the haste, I would I came to see you early, but it's still too late, don't be angry."

Wen Yu overflowed with a smile, "I've never been angry with you, I'm glad you can come."

But she shook her head, "I can tell at a glance that you are bluffing me. My brother has a stubborn temper like a donkey. I really want to scold you. He plunges in headfirst and doesn't care about the tail. He wants to stab your heart with a steel knife, and he can say What kind of good words come out, if you really say that he is a Bodhisattva, I will believe in evil."

Wen Yu pursed her lips, "After all, I have a special status, and he is also concerned about it, so he will be confused. I won't care about my family, don't worry."

But she didn't believe it, no one would insist on being sweet after suffering, she was clearly holding on.

"Actually, he doesn't have a problem with you. He has a problem with people who are associated with the royal family. Our family is also a mess. If you are too good-natured, you will easily suffer."

Instead, he clapped his hands to reassure her, "I'm fine."

Her palms fell on the back of his hands, and they overlapped like this, "What he said can't be counted, but I'm still afraid that you will listen to it, and let me take the blame for him in vain."

Then she looked at him seriously, "Wen Yu... I never thought you resembled Shen Wangshu, never, I can tell the difference very clearly."

For a moment, his heart was pounding, and his emotions were slightly rippling like water ripples. He couldn't restrain his emotions, and he never dreamed that she would say such words.

She looked over, and those bright and beautiful eyes were as clear and clear as the spring snow, "Since I have opened my mouth, I have to explain clearly if I have conflicts or misunderstandings. Delaying back and forth will only cause knots in my heart, and I don't want you to treat me wrong." There is a stone in my heart, and we will not get along comfortably for the rest of our lives."

"Although I am not a good person, and the methods I use may not be open and aboveboard, but for the dirty practice of entrusting the thoughts of the dead to the living, those despicable behaviors of torturing one person to cherish the memory of another, I am sorry. It’s something you would never bother to do.”

She took his hand, "Don't believe other people's nonsense, in my heart, you are unique."

Before she could finish speaking, he had already hugged her tightly, his heart trembling in his chest.

It was the joy of dreaming. He wiped her face with the tip of his nose, ran his hands gently through her hair, paused for a long time, and kissed her lips.

　The front is high-energy, those who have masks wear masks, those who have quilts hide under the quilts, don’t let out your aunt’s smile~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)