Concubine's Pond

The Prince Regent's Mansion, Tonghua Terrace, a forbidden place in the back mountain.

Cinnabar's weak figure stood in front of the window like a wisp of curling smoke.

Ming Ruojing's figure landed in the courtyard like lightning, and the moment her star-like eyes saw her weak and haggard face, there was a tinge of softness.

And more is pity distressed.

"It's done." Lowering his eyes and speaking briefly, he faithfully carried out the oath he had made in his heart, using himself as the sword in her hand, drawing the ground as a prison, and binding himself.

"..." Zhu Sha didn't respond immediately, but cast a gloomy glance at him with a pair of dark, wet and bright red eyes, then stared blankly at a certain point in the air, as if the whole person had entered a trance.

The weak and bewildered atmosphere that makes me feel pitiful wraps around her body, like a cloud of misty sorrow hanging between her brows and eyes.

Ming Ruojing felt a pain in his heart, his cold thin lips moved slightly, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, he squeezed his hands tightly, lowered his eyelashes quietly, and put away all his emotions carefully Well hidden.

There was an extremely bitter arc at the corner of his mouth.

She is... thinking about the night, right?Are you also feeling sad for Ye's betrayal?

A cool silence spread between the two of them.

Ming Ruojing enjoyed this feeling very much - this was the only day since that night that she did not give him a cold face or eyes.

Just like... before nothing happened, when she was defenseless against him and weakly relied on him, all her thoughts were written on her face.

I don't know how long it took, when Ming Ruojing thought he would stand until the sun went down and the lights of Wanjia first came on, cinnabar's vermilion lips finally moved.

"...Do you think I'm scary? Look down on me for using this method?" Her voice was as light as a dream, as faint as night.

Ming Ruojing was startled, and raised her head to stare seriously at her dark, red and swollen eyes, unable to truly see clearly, slowly shook her head, her eyes flashed with deep softness and a trace of heaviness. Pain and... envy, "No."

Everything was Ye's fault, she was just that poor, weak and kind woman who wanted to hold on tightly and maintain her own happiness.

Although, at the beginning, he was shocked by her request and his mind went blank.

"Sha'er, you are still too kind." He pursed his thin lips forbearance, and he still turned his face away gently, not wanting her to see the loneliness and pain on his face, and the cold words came from his mouth. Spit out, "If I were you, I would not continue to let people who can threaten me continue to live in this world. The dead will never be able to compete with the living."

When he heard the comments from people outside, he immediately wanted to kill that little girl from the Yun family, but she was the one who stopped him.

Otherwise, that 16-year-old girl named Yun Luoran would have turned into a cold corpse!

"...But, if this happens, won't Ye be sad? He will blame me..." With a sad smile, Zhu Sha shed tears again, so pitiful, only the moment when she turned around, her bright eyes full of tears flickered Have a thorn-like edge!

"Sha'er..." Ming Ruojing's chest seemed to be slammed into the chest by a huge cold hammer. He opened his mouth to speak, but saw Zhu Sha suddenly raised his plain hand and waved it lightly.

"I'm tired, I want to be alone, you go back." Her voice was full of melancholy, resentment, and... cold and alienated.

With a "squeak", the white silk screen was closed by cinnabar, as if in the most direct state of rejection.

Ming Ruojing's gaze dimmed again, filled with pain like dead ashes, his cold handsome face turned slightly pale, but he forbearance did not say a word, turned around and left in a daze, wine, he needs wine, a lot of wine, very much Strong, very strong wine, to numb my heart and relieve pain...

In the room, Zhu Sha raised her green fingers as beautiful as white jade, gracefully wiped away the crystal tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked lightly at the slender figure of Shengxue in white clothes who came out from behind the screen in the room.

"Xun, why are you here?" Her voice was still weak, but the resentment and melancholy in it were all replaced by calmness.

It was as if she wasn't surprised by his sudden appearance at all.

"Why did I come here, don't you know?" The mysterious and deep black eyes shone like ice and snow, Mo Xun stood there mockingly, staring at her coldly, those cold eyes were like a sharp knife Scissors, cut from Zhu Sha's calm and beautiful face!

"Xun, that's your responsibility and your destiny. I just made it impossible for you to delay and escape any longer. The plan has entered a new stage. As the most important part of you, you must not have any accidents! "The sharpness of being stabbed flashed across the bright eyes, and the pretty face with cinnabar tears still wet, had a different kind of coldness and sternness, "Everything is for the great unification of the ancestors!"

"Everything is for the sake of the ancestral business? Dare you say that there is no selfishness in this?" The handsome face like a banishment was covered with an extreme coldness, and Mo Xun smiled coldly, his eyes The cold sword light splashed all over the middle, "Otherwise, why are you in such a hurry? Since I have already promised, I will definitely fulfill that responsibility... But, you?"

"Xun!" Zhu Sha's beautiful face turned pale, her bright eyes were hurt and angry, and she became angry from embarrassment, "Why do you always like to confront me since you were young?"

"Because I am not you, I reject any life that is arranged!" Mo Xun's thin lips had the coldest curve, proud and stubborn.

"However, this is our fate, the fate of the blood that flows from your body! Do you think that you are the only one who suffers? No matter how much you resist and escape now, it is useless, the raw rice is already cooked It's time to eat." Cinnabar clasped her hands tightly, her fingers turned white inch by inch, pain, resentment and hatred, her bright eyes pierced into Mo Xun's like knives—"You don't want to do it Let your son do and inherit the matter, you are free already! I will plan the rest of the plan with the clan hall, so you don't have to worry about it!"

"That's right, I'm free." Mo Xun raised his thin lips mockingly, and the icy coldness in his eyes was shocking, "Anyway, you've already got what you want. It doesn't matter anymore, does it?"