Ghost King's Peerless Poison Concubine

Chapter 117 Unable to let go, kill Bai Liuli (2)
"Master, just let her go like this?" Mochizuki stood behind Baili Yunjiu, glanced at the untouched food on the bamboo table, and then followed Baili Yunjiu's eyes to look at the food on the lake. The voice of the black-covered boat was still so cold that there was no warmth, but it was extremely respectful.

"En." Without further words, Baili Yunjiu just responded softly and said after a long silence, "Ban Yue."

I saw Mochizuki with a cold and expressionless face flickering in his eyes when he heard Baili Yunjiu's name, then lowered his head, and said respectfully: "Master, my subordinate is not Banyue, but Mochiyue, the matter has already been settled." It's been so long, and the master still always remembers the names of his subordinates by mistake."

"Yeah, it's been so long, and I've always misunderstood you." Night Breeze brushed away Baili Yunjiu's hair hanging from his shoulders, and saw him put the mask in his hand back on his face After putting it on, he turned around and looked at Mochizuki, "Mochizuki, I heard that you injured A Numa just now."

Mochizuki was taken aback once again, lowered her head even lower, and said in a voice that was always cold and unwavering, with a little unwillingness to conceal, "Yes."

"Really? You didn't deny it." Baili Yunjiu returned to the place where he had been sitting just now, and knelt down again.

Mochizuki didn't hide her inner thoughts, "Mochizuki doesn't need to deny it, Mochizuki just wants to kill him."

"Isn't that the best opportunity just now? As long as you don't stab the sword, Ah Nuo will definitely not survive tonight." Baili Yunjiu did not respond to looking at the moon, but picked up the rice bowl in front of him. In the blue and white porcelain bowl, I took a bite of half-cold rice and put it in my mouth, chewing it lightly.

Mochizuki's hand hanging by her side suddenly tightened, her shoulders trembled, and she quickly returned to silence, but she didn't say a word, only Baili Yunjiu said to herself, "It's not your sword!" The law is not allowed to stab, but you can only use this to prevent Anuma's life when you can't draw the sword."

What Baili Yunjiu said was not bad at all, as if he saw Mochizuki stabbing the long sword into Mu Nu's chest with his own eyes, but Mochizuki still said coldly: "My lord is wrong, Mochizuki hates him and wants to kill him. The reason why I didn't finish him with a sword just now is because he is a friend of my master, Mochizuki can't kill my friend."

"Mochizuki is really looking more and more like Mochizuki, no wonder even Ah Nuo can't feel it." When Baili Yunjiu spoke, he slightly raised his eyes to look at Mochizuki who was standing respectfully by the side.

Mochizuki clenched her hands tightly into fists, as if to suppress the restless emotions in her heart. Although the nails had been deeply embedded in her palms, her voice was still cold and unchanged, "This subordinate is Mochizuki, Mochizuki It’s just subordinates, there’s no such thing as whether it’s like or not, and I’ve misremembered again.”

"I'm not Anuma, why should I be so self-deceiving in front of me." Baili Yunjiu glanced at Mochizuki's slightly trembling shoulders due to too hard clenched hands into fists, and then shifted his gaze back to Manchu in front of him. On the menu, "As you said, things have passed for so many years, can you still not let go?"

"Mochizuki thinks, even until the day Mochizuki dies, I can't let go of this matter." Mochizuki said, slowly raised his head, and at the same time slowly loosened his clenched hands. It was normal, as if her mood swings just now had never existed before, "I hate him, even if he dies, I can't forgive him."

"It seems that I was too tongue-in-cheek, stirring up your unhappy memories." Baili Yunjiu took another bite of rice.

Mochizuki just shook her head, and did not continue this topic that made her unable to calm down, "Is your body okay? Didn't that woman do you any harm?"

"If she really wants to harm me, how can I allow her to break into the palace again and again, don't worry about me, even if she wants to hurt me, she can't hurt me." After picking up every dish, he seemed to think that such a table of good dishes would be wasted if he didn't eat every single one. After he swallowed the rice in his throat, he continued, "As for my body, it is already No harm, how can you come here?"

"Since Master is safe and sound, Mochizuki is at ease, so Mochizuki will leave first." Without paying too much attention to and asking about Baili Yunjiu's health, Mochizuki's resignation seemed a bit hasty.

"En." After Baili Yunjiu nodded slightly in response, Mochizuki backed away quickly.

Baili Yunjiu was the only person left on the second floor of the bamboo building. He was eating, but he couldn't hear any sound of chewing the food, only he seemed to be talking to himself: "Maybe she thought it was because of listening to the wind talking too much." My, Tingfeng is about to suffer again, do you think I'm right?"

"What do you think she is going to do in such a hurry to get back?" There was no one, but Baili Yunjiu didn't care, and still talked to himself, as if someone beside him was listening to him, "I guess she I was in a hurry to see Ah Nuo, and I said that I hated it deeply, but I didn't think so in my heart, I was really deceiving myself."

"You didn't expect her and Anuma to become like this, why don't I think so."

"Ban Yue used to be a girl who jumped like a rabbit, not a girl like you who can't even smile, but now she really looks like you."

"You said that Ah Nuo has completely changed his personality, it is true."

In the room where only Baili Yunjiu lived, there seemed to be a sigh belonging to the second person, so light that it could almost melt into the wind.

"Are you going to see Anuma too? Go ahead and don't ask me to leave."

I felt a gust of wind blowing past Baili Yunjiu, and blowing towards the direction outside the railing. After gently lifting a few strands of hair on his shoulders, the whole room fell into silence.

Baili Yunjiu put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, took off half of the faceless mask on his left face, and then gently and slowly stroked his left face with his fingertips.

Sure enough, there are no more ugly marks, those marks that used to hurt deeply into the bone marrow, those marks that have carried too much grievance and hatred, so, the heart-piercing pain he has endured in the past few days after taking the red jade All the pain is worth it, because as soon as his hands touch these brand marks, those terrible memories will surge out from the bottom of his heart.

Now, those marks that have been with him for 19 years have disappeared by such a coincidence, but he can't accept it for a while, but even if those ugly marks deeply embedded in his most terrible memories are gone, the pattern will never disappear. It will disappear, even if he dies, the pattern imprint that will never disappear from his face, like fate, makes him unable to get rid of it.

Just when Baili Yunjiu's fingertips caressed the pattern on his face that seemed to never fade away, his fingertips seemed to touch a slight chill, which made him feel a little cold all over his body.

(End of this chapter)