Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 721 I'm Voluntary

Chonghua said with certainty: "I'll have someone redo it when I go back."

Zhong Weiwei pointed at the table: "Tomorrow night, someone will put it here, brother can take it away, no one will disturb you."

The couple sang together, making He Suoyi feel like an outsider like never before, and an outsider who can't get in even if he breaks his head.

"How can you be sure that if you give it to me, I'll be happy to take it?"

He looked out of the window indifferently, the moonlight cast the light and shadow of an unknown tree on the wall, when the wind blew, the tree shadow swayed and swayed, the color was very soft, he felt sore eyes, but he could only die Staring, because otherwise, he didn't know where to put his eyes.

He didn't dare to look at Zhong Weiwei, for he was afraid that if he looked at Zhong Weiwei one more time, he would be unable to bear the crazy idea of ​​snatching her away and hiding her.

Zhong Weiwei was speechless, she lowered her head, like a child who has done something wrong, and whispered: "I don't mean to humiliate, bully, or force you, it's just a little thought."

He Weiyi sneered: "Yes, to borrow his hand as a favor and let him spare me three times from death, this is really very respectable and respects me."

Chonghua was full of anger: "Can you understand human speech?"

His words were like igniting a firecracker. He Yiyi suddenly turned his head, squinted at him, his eyes flickered with black light, and he smiled slightly: "Don't you know who I am? The remnant of the Kunlun Palace, a cold-blooded animal , in your eyes is a devil, existence and breathing are all wrong, how can His Majesty expect me to understand human speech."

Chonghua said coldly: "You also know who you are? So you repeatedly emphasize provocation like this, are you looking for death?"

"I'm here, and I'm alone. If you want my life, His Majesty only needs to shout, and he can kill me immediately, and then once and for all."

He Maoyi smiled, his eyes were dark, his face was snow-white, his lips were bright red, and there was a small dimple beside his dimple, which was strange and charming, crazy and lonely.Let Zhong Weiwei have an illusion that he is actually looking for death.

She grabbed Chonghua's hand and shook her head lightly: "Let's go."

Chonghua refused: "But..."

Zhong Weiwei said in a low voice: "Do you think he can help us? No one can help us. Also, why do you have to force it?"

He Suoyi felt more and more uncomfortable when he heard the two of them whispering, and he continued to provoke: "Why don't you think about the present when you are happy?"

Zhong Weiwei has already pulled Chonghua out, her voice is very alienated and calm: "Eldest brother is right, we now know the consequences."

Chonghua tried to struggle, he had a strange belief that He Suoyi, more or less, must know the way.

Zhong Weiwei was a little tired, let go of his hand, and said in a low and clear voice: "If you really want to kneel and beg him, then go, I can't hold you back, but I have to tell you, I don't agree."

Chonghua stopped struggling, Zhong Weiwei's tone was very light, but he understood what she meant, she didn't agree with it, she just didn't like it, and didn't want him to bow down.He was sour in his heart: "I am voluntary."

Zhong Weiwei smiled softly: "I am also voluntary. This is our business, why do you make it known to everyone?"

Chonghua knew that nothing could turn around, he was so sad that he couldn't breathe, standing in the shadow of the moon, looking at Zhong Weiwei sadly, wanted to say something to her, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say a word.

This is the pain and hardship one must bear as an emperor.

As long as he sits on the dragon chair, he will be the emperor of Li Kingdom no matter whether he is standing, sitting or lying down, whether in or outside the palace, in front of people or behind people, and he will not stop until he dies.

Therefore, kneeling down to beg for help in a private capacity is nothing but a naive and reckless good wish.

Zhong Weiwei raised her hand, gently stroked Chong Huaying's eyebrows, stayed on his lips, and looked at him tenderly: "It's time for us to go home."

It's time for us to go home!

This sentence is soft and ordinary, but it hits He Maoyi's heart like a giant thunder. They all have a home and family, what about him?He has nothing, even living freely under the sun is a luxury.

He clapped his hands lightly twice, and said with a mocking smile: "Are you sure, that's your home? Qiuming, your name is actually this, not Zhong Weiwei, you won't forget this, right?"

Zhong Weiwei frowned: "I have always been called this name, and I have never forgotten each other."

"So, even if your parents, as well as Qiu's relatives and disciples, hundreds of people, all died at the hands of this man's biological father, don't you feel any guilt?"

He Maoyi stood in the room, smiling happily, his white teeth gleaming slightly, like a wild beast lost in the mountains, desperate and exhausted, just wanting to fight to the death.

Chonghua's palms were sweating coldly, his lips were trembling slightly, and he wished he could rush forward and chop He Yiyi to death with a single knife, making him shut up forever.But no, at this time, the more aggressive and unreasonable you are, the more unreasonable you are.

The reason why He Suoyi lost bloody just now was precisely because he changed his previous indirectness and became tough and unreasonable, so he lost.

Chonghua let go of Zhong Weiwei's hand, took a step back, tried his best to use a gentle tone and a calm attitude, looked at her tenderly, and said in a low voice:
"About this issue, we had a discussion earlier, I hope you don't forget. Now, if you are willing to go in and listen to him in detail, then go, I will wait for you outside and watch the door for you."

He Suoyi hooked the corners of his lips strangely, showing a horrible smile. Although Zhong Weiwei hadn't spoken yet, he already knew the ending.

He lost, a complete defeat.

Sure enough, Zhong Weiwei's long and sparse eyelashes fluttered a few times, she didn't even raise her eyes to look at him, she said calmly and clearly:
"When I first recognized my ancestors and returned to my clan, many people rushed to recognize my relatives, and a grand banquet was held for this. At the banquet, there was a qin master playing the piano to add to the fun, and he played a piece of Guangling."

He Maoyi smiled: "So?"

Zhong Weiwei went on to say: "After that, I went to see the cemetery, and an old man named Tai Fengyi wanted to tell me how my father died, but he only had time to write two strokes in my palm, and then Died at the hands of the assassin. He was wearing a robe at the time, and that robe was not his, and he was led there by someone who wanted to."

He Maoyi continued to smile: "Yes."

"Later, Lu Ruosu also told me the same." Zhong Weiwei sighed: "Probably because the waiting time was too long, so I am not so surprised anymore."

Just like the moment when something just fell into the frying pan, the reaction is always the most violent, and as time passes, it will calm down.

(End of this chapter)