Sick King and Concubine

Chapter 372 Before Gradient (2)
For Chu Yu, Chu Yu...

These two words were repeated in her mouth, but it had been a long time since she had not yelled these two words.

Her lips trembled, but no words came out.

Kazama Liuli smiled and said, "Don't worry, this transaction will never involve anything related to you."

Jiang Li's eyelashes trembled because of nervousness, the eye waves that flew up seemed to poke into his heart instantly, and there was a moment of severe pain, Jiang Li opened his mouth and asked slowly: "What do you want?"

Kazama Liuli watched her lips move up and down, because there was no sound, instead she paid attention to those two red lips, he didn't seem to know what she was talking about, but his consciousness was very clear about what she was talking about, if he could , What would it be like to paste it like this?
Some things can be presumptuous because they don't care, and they dare not act rashly because they care.

He forced himself to turn his eyes away, and then looked at the lantern hanging on the wall. When the wind blows, it floats, but it never falls.

He has been wandering between life and death all his life, even now.He never felt safe, because he didn't trust anyone and could betray everything, including himself.

But there are some things that can't be helped.

He twitched the corner of his mouth lightly: "I haven't made up my mind yet."

Jiang Li asked, "Then, what's the condition?"

Feng Jian Liuli looked at her, and smiled lazily: "The condition? It's actually very common, that is, I want someone who has the closest bloodline to Chu Yu to exchange one life for another."

Jiang Li's lips suddenly lost all color.

The person with the closest blood relationship?One life for one life?
Isn't this taking Gucheng's life?But how could she exchange Gucheng's life for Chu Yu? What about Qi Wei?
Feng Jian Liuli said: "I knew that according to your character, you will never be able to save Chu Yu, don't you?"

Is not it?Yes, Jiang Li's lips trembled a few times, and said: "But I still have to thank you. When you think of the conditions, come to me, and I will agree."

Kazama Ruri narrowed her eyes slightly, heh, at this time, she can still deal with him like this.

He didn't know how much he felt in his heart at this moment, he wanted to grab her fiercely, but in the end he didn't move anything.

Jiang Li turned around the room, walked towards the wall suddenly, and then reached out to take down the dried plum blossoms inserted there. The weather in Xisai is dry and rainless, and they often dry the flowers of the four seasons to preserve their original appearance.

Kazama Liuli looked at her from behind her, and saw that she raised her hand, Su Jin's long sleeve slipped off, revealing a piece of snow-white arm, fluttering tremblingly, the same color as the dried flower, he was a little dazed It seems that a long time ago, there was such a person standing beside him, reaching out to pick the spring rain apricot blossoms, and then turning around, looking at him with a smile.

But when he came back to his senses, he found that Jiang Gracilaria had long since disappeared.

He stood there for a long time, and finally followed through the door as if possessed by a demon. There was a small courtyard behind, and Jiang Li sat there, holding a wine glass in his hand, and smiled faintly at him, saying: : "Let's drink together."

Kazama Liuli seemed to want to refuse, but at this moment, he didn't want to think about anything. He walked over and raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile: "Drink?"

Jiang Li said: "Although we are enemies, we can still drink this cup to the full."

As she spoke, she poured a large glass of wine into her mouth, and the hot wine burned down her throat. She was not good at drinking alcohol at first, and used to just replace it with tea, but now, she seemed to have acquired a little taste.

Some things can only be known by oneself, and cannot be mixed by others.

Jiang Li drank cup by cup, and Kazama Liuli stood there looking at her, he knew that he would never get involved in her sorrows and joys, that was their business, she was always an outsider, a passer-by .

His eyes were deep, and after a long time, with a "bang", the wine glass in Jiang Li's hand fell down, and the water stains in it flowed slowly along the stone slab to the bottom of his feet.

She was clearly drunk.

He stood there for a long time, he walked over and looked down at her, only to see a fine layer of sweat seeping from her forehead, her face was slightly red, his hand stretched out, she suddenly opened her eyes.

There seemed to be water color in her eyes, with deep sadness that could not be seen deeply, she stretched out her hand suddenly, and pressed his protruding hand.

He froze all over.

He is like a person drinking poison to quench his thirst, knowing that it is useless and everything is in vain, but he still guards it.

She opened her mouth, and he looked at her trembling lips, and said two words clearly and distinctly: "Zixiu."

The wind made the night cold, and he just stood there, motionless.

His hand was pressed, but he didn't feel the slightest. After a long pause, he slowly pulled his hand out of hers, and then reached out to wipe the corner of her eye.

A tear.

He glanced at the thing, but it was just a drop of water, but why did he feel that there was something piercing into the deepest part of his heart, there was no way to resist, and he was defeated by the pain.

What are tears?
He stained the tear and put it on his lips.

The bitter and salty taste spread rapidly along the tip of the tongue, then rolled into the tip of the heart and penetrated into the bone marrow.

He looked at her, and suddenly raised his head and sighed, then reached out to grab her hairpin, and then pulled it out, the hair fell down, spread out, and spread out from the thin back, like a flower.

He took out a hairpin from his pocket, then picked up her hair and tied it up.

Kazama Ruri glanced at her eyes, then held her hand, wanting to do something, but in the end, she just shook her hand.

Soft, like, what are you thinking, he can't find a metaphor.

He looked up, the night was pitch black, so dark that he couldn't see anything.

The moon is born on the sea.

The endless and deep sea was suddenly shattered by a flying swallow, and the moon shattered into pieces.

Osamu Uesugi stood there with his right hand behind his back and a pen in his left hand, writing on a piece of green jade in front of him smoothly.

The tip that was not stained with ink lightly landed on a whole piece of jasper, but as soon as the pen was collected, the jasper was deeply and shallowly engraved with handwriting like a dragon diving into the water. After he finished writing this sentence, he gave the pen to Put it down, and then said to Fengjian Liuli: "Come here, take a look at these words."

After hearing this, Kazama Ruri stepped forward, and Osamu Uesugi waved his sleeves, and the jade chips fluttered one after another, and then a line of words was revealed.

(End of this chapter)