Yue Ji

Chapter 188

Suddenly, all sound died away.

All sounds are gone.

Wei Luo could only hear his own heartbeat, pounding against his chest in a hurry!

She only felt that her throat tightened and her mind became dizzy.

She numbly raised her head stiffly, and looked at Young Master Jingling without blinking.

When Young Master Jing Ling met her Mo Yu's eyes, for some reason, he hastily lowered his head to avoid her gaze.

Wei Luo was taken aback.

In a blink of an eye, she saw a faint blush at the corner of his ear.

Under Wei Luo's stare, Young Master Jingling lowered his head to avoid her gaze, and his carotid artery was clearly visible, pulsating strongly.Looking at the rapidly pulsating vessels, Wei Luo didn't need to listen, but he knew that his heart was beating in a hurry and panic.

Wei Luo lowered his head.

At this moment, her eyes were wet, and a sense of astringency gushed out from her heart, forcing out tears uncontrollably.

She tried to open her eyes wide, trying to force the tears back.

Her hands were twisted together unconsciously, and her long eyelashes fluttered like a fan.

Her throat was hoarse, her chest was sore and painful, and she really wanted to cry.

However, she couldn't do anything.

In the blink of an eye, boundless hatred surfaced in her heart, she really wanted to raise her head, laugh loudly a few times, and then throw all the wine in the bottle onto his face!
She wanted to yell, and then frantically grabbed his neck and died with him.

However, this is still just an imagination, and she can't do anything.

She didn't even dare to raise her head.

She was afraid, afraid that the moment she raised her head, before she could vent her anger, her eyelashes were already filled with tears, and she was already crying in front of him!

She can do anything.

Silence, boundless silence.

At this moment, the three of them seemed to have lost their language and all their power.

Young Master Jingling gritted his teeth, looked at Yixinjun steadfastly, and waited for his answer.

As for Yixin Jun, his face turned blue and white, he turned his head and looked at Wei Luo in a daze.

From his perspective, he can notice, one drop, two drops, three drops. . . . . .Drops of tears flowed quietly from her face, and then dripped onto her twisted little hands and onto the ground.

After a long time, Yixin Jun took a slow breath.

As soon as he breathed in, Young Master Jingling leaned slightly towards him, waiting intently for his answer.

Even after taking this breath, Yixin-jun opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

His mind went blank, and he could no longer find his own voice.

. . . . . .

Long time, long time.

Wei Luo raised his head slowly.

She raised her head with her small mouth pursed into a line.

There were still traces of tears on her face, and there was boundless pain and hatred in her dark jade eyes.

Young Master Jingling stared blankly.

This was the first time he saw Wei Luo cry.

Really, the first time.

At that time, even after being happy and loving, when he sent her away, her eyes were calm, as calm as a pool of autumn water.

In the past, she was cunning, frightened, uneasy, excited, and infatuated.However, she never told him, never showed her injury and her tears.

This is the first time he saw it.

Young Master Jingling looked at her obsessively, unconsciously, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and the brilliance and splendor were suppressed from his unfathomable eyes.

Wei Luo spoke first.

With a hoarse voice, she didn't hide her choking voice, she turned to Yixinjun, Moyu's eyes, which had been washed by tears, were radiant, she looked up at Yixinjun quietly, looking at him, Called softly: "Su!"

"kindness."

"You don't need to take care of me. Please think carefully."

Both Lord Yixin and Young Master Jingling understood what she meant.

The benefits thrown out by Young Master Jingling are too great, really too great.

He only needs to send her back, but without a woman by his side, he will no longer have to worry about the future, and his descendants will also have no worries about the future!
With that fief, his status is equal to that of a prince of a small country.In the world, few husbands are so lucky.Come to think of it, from now on he will be able to be worthy of his ancestors and his descendants.

Even, he hasn't apologized to Wei Luo yet.Because, Wei Luo didn't go to suffer.

Such benefits, in such a precarious era, in such an era of panic, for a person of Yixinjun's background, it is impossible to refuse.

This is the sky-high price!
Therefore, Wei Luo asked him to think carefully.

There was no selfishness in her words, she was purely considering him from Yixinjun's point of view.

Young Master Jingling listened, and suddenly felt very harsh.Suddenly, he wanted to satirize her: You are really a "loyal" woman.However, those words just changed in his mind, and they came to him with lingering bitterness and slight pain.Therefore, he could not utter that sentence.

Yixin Jun stared straight at Wei Luo in a daze, his petal-like lips were trembling, trembling.

After a while, he lowered his head, shook his head slowly, and replied in a low voice: "My lord has a heart."

He refused.

After careful consideration, he still refused.

Young Master Jingling stared at him closely, staring at Yixinjun's trembling lips.

After a while, he basked slightly.

With a faint, somewhat obscure smile, Young Master Jingling clasped his hands together and asked the servants to serve wine to them.

Amidst the gurgling sound, the wine was filled up in a blink of an eye.

Several servants retreated.

Young Master Jingling raised the wine bottle in his hand, he waved the wine bottle towards Yi Xinjun, stared at him with midnight eyes, and said slowly and hoarsely: "You don't have to rush for a while. I will give you three months for this matter." Time, in the middle of March, you can agree at any time."

When he said this, Yixin Jun quickly lowered his eyes, and his lips stopped trembling.

Wei Luo turned his head back.

At this moment, Young Master Jingling raised his wine bottle and turned to her.

He stared straight at Wei Luo, straight at him.

After a long while, when his neck pulse began to throb again, he slowly opened his mouth, "Son."

There was hoarseness in his voice, "Son," he called again.

This cry was extremely gentle and lingering.It was vaguely the soft call of the two when the bed was collapsed and having fun.

Wei Luo's eyes were in a daze.

Young Master Jingling stared straight at her, stared straight at her.

His Adam's apple twitched, and he called out again in a low voice: "Son, the black hair is entwined, and the two hairs are tied together. Is it really a gift for husband and wife?"

Wei Luo raised his head suddenly, and met his gaze without even a blink.

Four eyes facing each other.

In an instant, one string after another, tears flowed down her cheeks like pearls.

After a long while, Wei Luo slowly lowered his head.

She said slowly and hoarsely, "Your hair has been torn off by you!"

She spoke very calmly, her voice was hoarse but firm and powerful.

Suddenly, Young Master Jingling's face was as white as paper!
He slowly closed his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, he stood up abruptly, turned around and strode out of the hall.When his figure disappeared into the side hall, Wei Luo saw in a trance that his steps staggered.

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It's the last few days, and the pink tickets in everyone's hands will be wasted if you keep them, why not throw them to Yue Ji.

(End of this chapter)