Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

"What did you say?"

Everyone was dumbfounded and shocked.

Such a statement is extremely treasonous. Does such a little girl not want to die?
  He Luo also looked at Xia Lingge in shock, but she did not reprimand, nor did she become angry. She just knocked the rim of the tea cup lightly, frowning slightly and thinking.

"Second Young Mistress..."

The hair on the hair of the mother-in-law accompanying her stood up. Seeing He Luo's serious thinking, she couldn't help but blurt out her advice: "Don't listen to this little fox's nonsense. The second master has you in his heart, but... he was just... Those little bitches have confused their minds, and when we deal with all those little bitches, the Second Master will naturally see you."

Xia Lingge chuckled: "It's so troublesome, why not use my method to solve it once and for all."

"Shut up!" the mother-in-law scolded her.

He Luo stood up and slapped her mother-in-law: "Shut up!" Then she turned to look at Xia Lingge, "You really have a way to make the second master only have me by his side, his life, his death , everything he has will belong to me?"

"Yes." Xia Lingge smiled, "As long as the Second Young Mistress is ruthless, as long as...you believe me."

……

The afternoon sun is just right.

The light golden light shines on the dense leaves, creating a faint halo, bright and warm. The unknown flowers sway in the wind, adding some color to the quiet courtyard, adding a bit of warmth.

Wen Yumo held He Luo in his arms and walked slowly on the sloping path. He stretched out his fingertips and tapped the bridge of the nose of the person in his arms. His voice was soft and endearing: "Why do you suddenly think of taking a walk?"

He Luo nestled in Wen Yumo's arms, her smile as happy as a bright flower. She blinked her eyes twice and said softly: "It's been a long time since I went to the garden with my second master. The weather is nice today, so I wanted to Let's go out for a walk with Second Master." She paused, then suddenly raised her head and asked him, "Second Master, do you still remember how we met in the first place?"

"Of course, how could I forget."

Wen Yumo held her hand and said with tenderness in his eyes: "The sunshine when we first met was as bright as it is today. That day you were wearing a light blue embroidered cheongsam and holding an exquisite bun, as if you had just left the world. As beautiful and dazzling as a fairy, I fell in love at first glance. You went to the river to play and accidentally lost the silk handkerchief. The silk handkerchief floated along the river to my hand. I think this is also the fate in my heart. God asked me to marry you. To your beautiful bride.”

He Luo listened quietly to Wen Yumo's description of their first encounter. Her heart palpitated, as if she felt the emotions and ignorance and shyness of a girl again. Thinking of the plan, she suddenly couldn't bear it. She lowered her eyelashes and lightly pursed her thin lips, and asked hesitantly: "Second Master, I..."

Wen Yumo looked at her: "What's wrong?"

He Luo smiled hesitantly: "It's nothing. It's just that I went to the shop at home some time ago. After I came back, I always felt that there seemed to be something different in the house. Second Master...don't you have nothing to say to me?"

Xia Lingge, who had lowered his head from behind, raised his eyes to look at her.

Wen Yumo sounded a little confused: "What did you say? Well... I miss you, is that right?"

He Luo suddenly felt uncomfortable when she heard this. She really wanted to hear Wen Yumo coax her and say that he missed her, but she didn't know if she had seen him speak softly to other women, and she always felt that what he said to her was perfunctory. :
  "Yes, but..."

"Okay."

Wen Yumo held her shoulder with a little more force to stop what she was going to say next, "I know you miss me and miss me, and I also miss you and miss you, but there are some things that we both know well. It’s no fun to come out.”

Why is it boring?
  He Luo wanted to ask, why is it boring to say that you miss your lover? But she raised her eyes and saw Wen Yumo's gentle indifference. She couldn't say the words stuck in her throat for a long time, and her heart gradually became cold. She lowered her eyes and suddenly sneered, with some kind of ridicule.

"what happened?"

Perhaps her sarcasm was too harsh, Wen Yumo frowned and asked in confusion.

He Luo shook his head: "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something interesting...Second Master, let's go over there and have a look." Wen Yumo was led by her to the relatively quiet Jinghu Lake in Wen Mansion, and looked at The path was so secluded that almost no one passed by it, and the maid and woman behind him stopped at some point and stopped moving forward. Wen Yumo had some bad premonitions in his heart. He looked at He Luo who was still holding him in front of him, pulled down the corner of his mouth, and paused. Stopped: "Aluo, where are you taking me?"

"Why don't you leave?" He Luo didn't look at him, but murmured in a low voice, "Don't you believe me?"

"How...how could..."

Wen Yumo forced a smile and continued to follow He Luo, getting more and more remote until they stood in front of Jinghu Lake.

Jinghu Lake is very quiet and the water is very deep.

Their reflections on the lake were blurry and ferocious.

He Luo let go of his hand and took a few steps forward: "Second Master, do you see how beautiful this lake is?"

Wen Yumo looked at the gray surroundings of Spectacle Lake: "It's good, but the surrounding area is too monotonous and has no decoration. If you like this lake, I can find someone to decorate it here tomorrow. What do you think?"

"Need not."

He Luo shook his head: "On the contrary, I like this look. There are not so many troublesome flowers and plants around. There is only Jinghu Lake that I like...it only belongs to me and can only be mine."

She turned back to look at Wen Yumo, who was a little confused: "Second Master, you are the same."

"Uh...? Ah!!!"

Before Wen Yumo had time to react, he felt a hand suddenly push against him on his back, causing him to lose his center of gravity and plunge into the mirror lake in front of him.

Huge water splashed up and then fell.

The cold lake water poured into his chest one after another. Wen Yumo waved his hands back and forth and swam directly to the lake while holding his breath.

"What are you doing?!"

Two people stood on the shore - He Luo and Xia Lingge.

Wen Yumo looked at the two of them standing side by side, surprised and angry at the same time: "You dare to harm me, are you tired of living?!"

With that said, he swam toward the shore.

"What should we do now?" He Luo ignored Wen Yumo's shouting and watched him start to swim over, feeling nervous.

Xia Lingge ignored her and took out the prepared wooden stick, aimed it at Wen Yumo's head and smashed it down. He Luo screamed and Wen Yumo was stunned.

"Be quiet."

Xia Lingge looked at He Luo who seemed to be about to have an attack, and said slowly: "This is only one chance. If someone is attracted to rescue the second master, has the second young mistress thought about the consequences? I'm afraid... she will be abandoned, right?"

He Luo's voice suddenly stuck in his throat.

Xia Lingge stood on the shore. Every time she saw Wen Yumo coming ashore, she hit him on the head with a wooden stick. Every time he got close, she hit him. As a result, it didn't take long for Wen Yumo to lose strength and fall to the bottom of the lake.