Doting on the Masked Wife

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"Let him go. Let him go and then you can try your best to escape without any worries, right?" Murong Lie sneered. "Last time you didn't catch the man who was going to meet you. You came up with a new one." The way. You want to show affection to me. Ning Tonger. I really didn't misread you at all. Your acting skills are really perfect."

Ning Tonger kept shaking her head: "No..."

"No." Murong Lie sneered. "Do you dare to say that you didn't sing such a bitter trick to me to save your father, that old bastard. Ning Tonger, don't dream. You think I will let him go. Then it will come true." You. Let you go and live with those wild men. You dream."

He sneered. He smiled evilly: "Instead of impressing me with your acting skills, you should find a way to please me on the bed. Make me happy. You can order him to live without such pain..."

The cruel words made Ning Tonger's face turn pale. She looked at him with tears in her eyes, and suddenly shouted hoarsely: "Don't make me hate you."

Murong Lie's expression froze. Then he looked at her coldly.

Ning Tong'er clearly knew that she had reached such a situation now. It was useless for her to say anything. However, her heart really hurt to the extreme.

Murong Lie looked at her coldly, and suddenly laughed: "Don't you hate me all the time?"

Ning Tong'er looked at him with a pale face. However, all the suffering could not be expressed.

It's the same in the past and present. I can't say it. I can only be forced to swallow it. I bear it alone.

Murong Lie looked at her with a sneer, and then laughed again: "Since we don't want to make each other feel better, then let's keep pestering each other."

The tears on Ning Tong'er's face hadn't dried yet, so she could only watch helplessly as Murong Lie turned and left the room after saying this sentence.

Ning Tong'er heard his footsteps and walked out. Suddenly, her whole body seemed to lose her strength. The whole body relaxed, and suddenly her body limp and fell on the bed.

She was already weak and exhausted. At this moment, it seemed that all mental strength had been exhausted.

The world is vast. There is no home for Ning Tonger anymore.

The most trusted person. Deceived her.

The person I love the most. I only have hatred for her.

Ning Tong'er was exhausted to the extreme and also desperate to the extreme.

Is Yu'er in the previous life feeling like this?

So when faced with the fury of King Lie, he actually chose not to make an excuse. Because he knew that it was useless to defend, and King Lie would not listen to her excuse.

A hopeless reincarnation. It's just going through the pain of the previous life again and again. And the final result still hasn't changed.

Ning Tong'er turned over and lay on her back on the bed, feeling extremely desperate in her heart.

Just then, the door was gently pushed open.

"He doesn't believe you, I believe you."

A voice with a smile came over. Ning Tonger was stunned for a moment. She turned her head and saw only a beautiful face. There was a smile in the blue eyes, but the smile was full of terror. the color of jealousy.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew past the window. It kept beating the glass window, making a whistling sound.

Ning Tong'er opened her eyes wide. She watched Miss Rose and her maid walk towards her step by step with secretive smiles.

**

San Francisco, U.S.

Han Qingyi was wearing a white stand-up collar shirt and sat in the yard of the villa, quietly flipping through a book. The blue sun umbrella covered him from the sun above his head.

Lan Ning came over and put the juice on the table in front of him.

"Master." Lan Ning smiled flatteringly at him. Like a small animal with big black eyes... In front of Han Qingyi, he always looks so obedient and obedient.

Han Qingyi raised his head and reached out to pick up the glass of orange juice. The bright orange juice was in the crystal glass. The crystal glass reflected flickering spots of light in the sunlight.

The scene in front of me looks so beautiful. It's like a painting.

Lan Ning looked at it and smiled slightly. He felt that he was the most honored person in the world to be able to stay by the young master's side like this.

However, just as Han Qingyi took the glass of juice, his hand trembled suddenly. The crystal cup suddenly shattered. The orange juice and the blood from Han Qingyi's hand flowed down onto the lawn.

Lan Ning was taken aback and rushed over immediately: "Young Master Han, what's wrong."

He hurriedly wanted to bandage Han Qingyi with a towel. He said nervously, "Young Master Han, what's the matter. What's the matter."

He didn't know why Han Qingyi suddenly crushed the cup. Could it be that he suspected that someone had poisoned the cup? Lan Ning immediately raised his eyes and looked at Han Qingyi vigilantly: "Young Master Han..."

However, Han Qingyi didn't hear what he was saying at all. Lan Ning wrapped his hands in a towel, but he stood up in a daze.

"Young Master Han." Lan Ning became more and more confused.

Han Qingyi's eyes stared blankly into the distance. It was as if some kind of induction had passed through. It was impossible for Lan Ning to understand.

Suddenly, Han Qingyi shook off his hand and ran outside.

"Young Master Han. Young Master Han." Lan Ning chased after him.

What happened.

Han Qingyi ran out. Even when he was running, his face did not have a trace of blood flushed due to exercise. Instead, it became paler and paler.

His heart was beating faster than ever before. A pain never before seized his heart.

..He didn't know what happened to Ning Tong'er.

But. He knew: Something must have happened to her.

must be.

**

U.K.

Edson Castle.

The steward in a neat uniform was watching the maids trimming the flower beds in the courtyard. He took a look and took out his pocket watch from his pocket to check the time.

Since the Earl ran away from Miss Tonger, there has been no news. Although the Earl is not happy to let anyone intervene in his affairs, the manager still regrets not sending someone to follow.

With the earl's temper, what if you drive fast on the road...

The steward frowned worriedly, and was about to put the pocket watch back into his pocket.

Suddenly, at this very moment, he heard a loud, extremely terrifying sound of something falling down.

At the same time, different from the screams of other maids, he actually seemed to see all the flowers, plants and trees in the yard being blown up by a gust of wind at this moment. For a moment, the wind whizzed past His ears scratched his face. He actually had an illusion...it was the former Earl Edson. It was his master who had returned.

He was stunned for a moment. During this stunned moment, the screams of the maid came and went, and the sound of running footsteps sounded in front of him.

The manager suddenly came to his senses. His cold sweat broke out.

At this time, he lost all the identity and etiquette of the chief executive, and ran towards the bloody grass.

Running in front of the slender white figure lying quietly on the ground, the manager suddenly knelt down on one leg. He looked at the bright red blood at the corner of Ning Tong'er's mouth in disbelief, and the blood from the back of his head that stained the grass. Suddenly fell to the ground.

For a split second. He had only one thought..

Lord Earl. Did he just come back for this reason?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. The count. He's sorry for the count and the young master.

The manager fell to the ground. Finally managed to calm down a little bit. His hands were still trembling. His whole body was trembling...just because he knew that this time it was really over.

He didn't fulfill his responsibility to take good care of Miss Tong'er.

Although he also blamed her in his heart. He hated her for abandoning the young master ruthlessly. Abandoning the earl who loved her like a daughter. He left England without looking back and never heard from her again.

But...he is also very clear. Although the young master hates her and treats her like this by keeping her by his side, it only shows that the young master can't let her go.

Love and hate. Love and hate intertwined. But still can't let go. The bystander knows.

Now, Miss Tong'er actually jumped off the building in front of him. The young master will not forgive him.

With a pale face, he directed the servants to pass by and lifted her up. But the servants just passed by. The steward changed his mind again.

"Stop your hands. Don't touch her." The manager walked over with a pale face. "I'll come."

The young master would not want others to touch Miss Tong'er, so he moved her by himself.

The servants all bowed and retreated. The manager had just bent over to move Ning Tonger when he heard a deep and indifferent voice say, "What are you doing together?"

It was Murong Lie who came back. He stood at the door and saw so many people gathered together.

The manager suddenly softened his hands. At this moment, he seemed to have aged several years with his gray temples.

For a moment, he only felt that he was sorry for Earl Edson and the young master.

Murong Lie was still frowning slightly. It was the first time he saw that the manager didn't reply to his words.

And those maids and servants gathered around all showed uneasiness. They separated automatically and stood in two rows, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads... An ominous feeling came to Murong Lie's heart. He suddenly strode in. go.

The maids and servants all made way for their Lord Earl. Murong Lie finally saw what was happening in front of him.

First of all. What he saw was the steward kneeling on the ground.

Then he saw the white skirt on the green lawn.

Murong Lie's face suddenly became as cold as ice.

Instead, his footsteps slowed down. Every time he took a step forward, he could easily see the blood on the grass. The bright red blood rolled on the green grass blades, and then fell down.

Murong Lie's face became colder and more terrifying.

When he finally walked in front of Ning Tonger who was lying motionless on the lawn with her eyes closed quietly, he clearly saw the blood flowing from her body.

His face was terrible and terrible. Just like Lord Earl Edson back then. There was a paleness on his handsome face.

"Ning Tong'er." Murong Lie opened his mouth and called her softly.

Ning Tonger remained motionless.

Murong Lie went to hug her. Her long black hair hung down. There was no trace of blood on her beautiful and petite face, and there was no slightest fluctuation of heartbeat.