Enchanting Princess: You are mine

Chapter 52
"Are you even getting used to Xiahou Fengze?" Yi Shuihan deliberately said such a sentence. In fact, he knew that she really loved Xiahou Fengze, but he still wanted to hear her admit it, maybe he was fighting for Mu Jianxie, or maybe
Mu Xi's sharp eyes suddenly turned to Yi Shuihan, but Yi Shuihan didn't dodge, and looked directly at her without the slightest fear.

Mu Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head away from looking at him, and said indifferently: "I don't know your purpose, and I don't want to know. What I do will never go against my own wishes. I'm going to live with the situation, right?" After finishing speaking , Mu Xi got up and left, opened the door and was startled suddenly, the tall and burly figure was in the dark corridor, Xiahou Fengyin stood at the door with a blank expression, his eyes were full of confusion, and he stared straight at him. Mu Xi, as if he wanted to see through her, Mu Xi's mind turned quickly, he must have heard their conversation, Mu Xi lowered his head guiltily, pursed his lips and didn't know what to do.

Yi Shuihan in the back room saw Mu Xi standing at the door and didn't leave, so he went out to take a look. Looking at the situation, he also knew that Xiahou Fengyin had heard the conversation just now, and looked at Mu Xi with guilt, lowered his eyelids, and looked at him with long eyes. There is a shadow left by the eyelashes, in fact, I should be the one who should feel guilty.

Night, quiet, the night was a bit bleak, the cold wind whizzed by, thinking of Xiahou Fengyin's eyes looking at her, she felt panic and deep worry, maybe it was because she was afraid of losing Xiahou Fengze that she didn't dare to speak. Perhaps it was because he was afraid that after he knew that she was not the real Mu Xi, he would let go of himself without hesitation. He was also afraid... too much fear, and one after another, things happened one after another, which made her a little powerless, weak, and exhausted. Mu Xi closed her eyes deeply, even though she was very tired, she didn't feel sleepy.
"Tell me, did you kill Xi'er, tell me?" Xiahou Fengze pinched Mu Xi's neck uncontrollably, and stared at Mu Xi fiercely, with a ferocious face, as if he wanted to eat people. Mu Xi was in so much pain that he wanted to speak but couldn't make a sound, he could only look at him stupidly, roaring hysterically at himself, letting tears overflow his eyes, Xiahou Fengyin and Yingxue on the side seemed to ignore him, staring coldly Looking at all this, she was indifferent, those eyes filled with resentment and mockery were like thousands of arrows shooting at her at the same time, leaving her with nowhere to escape and being covered with scars.

"Tell me, why did you take my Xi'er away, why?" Xiahou Fengze roared angrily.

"It's not me, it's not me." Mu Xi was sobbing, sobbing hard.

"You vicious woman, I'm going to kill you." After speaking, he threw Mu Xi to the ground fiercely, and without hesitation picked up the sword on the table and stabbed at Mu Xi.

A sword shadow flashed by, Mu Xi suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed~, after thinking about it, he took a deep breath, it turned out to be a dream, thin cold sweat glistened on his forehead, and Lying back down again, the worry that was lightly suppressed in my heart reappeared faintly, and my heart was very dull
Before dawn, Mu Xi got up early, gently pushed open the door of Xiahou Fengze's room, a gust of cold wind rushed in, and then quickly closed the door lightly, groping to the bedside, a faint soothing fragrance filled the air. Inside the house, it is refreshing.

Mu Xi sat sideways on the side of the bed, staring at his beautiful face, and unconsciously reached out to touch his cheek, his skin was as smooth as jade, making people linger, his slender and white hands depicted his outline, his facial features, Looking at him deeply, without blinking, as if wanting to engrave his beautiful face in his mind and heart, "Tatta", tears overflowed his eyes at some point, and the crystal clear tears fell on Xiahou Fengze's cheeks. The back of his hand was so cold and biting, he frowned slightly in his sleep, and his hands couldn't help trembling slightly.

(End of this chapter)