Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid: Bodhi Casts a Mirror Heart

Chapter 30 Yifang Folds the Lotus (13)
I grabbed his hands and encircled me, and wanted to turn to look at him, but his hands were like iron arms, which made my chest and abdomen hurt, and he wouldn't let me move.

"Yue Rong, why are you bothering?" I replied tremblingly, with tears streaming down my face.

But he ignored it at all, and just said one word at a time: "Since you have decided on this path, I want you to live well. Xiyan and I want to see you fall into his hands with our own eyes, heartbroken and beyond redemption." That day, and then laughing loudly at you in front of your face, this is what you owe us."

After speaking, although he gritted his teeth, his voice was shaking and he choked up.But I was moved in my heart, burst into tears, and said without looking back: "Okay. Believe it or not, I promise you, as long as Dali and Dayuan coexist peacefully, my promise is still there, and I will live with Yuan Feibai." Even though we sleep together...and die in different acupoints, even if we crawl...we will crawl back to Xiyan's side to be laughed at by you, and for the rest of our lives, I will follow the emperor's instructions, and I, Hua Mujin, will do what I say."

This manifesto is very odd.Duan Yuerong and I are both tired from too much war, parting and pain. He understands it, and I understand it too.

However, at this moment, Duan Yuerong and I were both silently watching the splendid fireworks at the ferry crossing, and we both tacitly wondered: I, Hua Mujin, are there any chances that I, Hua Hibiscus, will be able to get out of the impending battle between the original family? How many?

Even if Yuan Feibai wins, how long can I stay with poor Feibai?How long can I keep myself clean in this big dyeing vat of the Yuan family?I have thought about these issues before, but I never dared to think deeply, because I was afraid that once I thought deeply, I would shrink timidly and selfishly choose to escape, and escape back to the warm world created by Duan Yuerong for me.

However, now I can no longer turn back!
Duan Yuerong calmed down, pointed her pointed chin on my forehead, breathed evenly, and gently wrapped her hands around my waist.And I leaned against his chest, looking at the starry sky, feeling bewildered and desolate.

When Duan Yuerong and Xiyan left, it was midnight, and the people's pleasure of traveling was still undiminished, as if wishing to bring back all the joy of being grounded a few days ago.The lights in the city are still as bright as day, and at some point, a light and fast medium-sized boat is approached gently. It is also inlaid with gold and jade, beautiful and extremely luxurious, dazzling, and the top is even taller. There are three red lanterns hanging high: Mingyue Pavilion.

I asked people to block the people in the dark palace, preventing them from coming to the rear.Qi put it on the ship's side and waited, set up the side boards by himself, jumped to the boat to check it, and then let Duan Yuerong carry Xiyan down from the secret ladder, went to the cabin deck, and boarded the small boat.

Before I left, I saw a red-skinned boy coming out holding Xiaoyu's hand, reluctant to let go, coming and going to say some caring and caring words.Xiaoyu was about to cry, another tall boy clasped his fists and sneered non-stop, it was Douzi Tongyange.

The two of them came to greet me, and left with tears.When Duan Yuerong left, he had already recovered his imperial arrogance, and sneered at me condescendingly: "Next year's Qixi Festival, if you prepare carefully, I may still be lucky enough to swim the Weihe River."

For the first time in my life, I bid farewell to them with the gift of a monarch and a minister.Duan Yuerong ignored me, just put on a handsome face, led all the ministers, and turned away resolutely.When I got up, the boat in Mingyue Pavilion was already hidden in the blue water mist at night.

I sat down on the deck with infinite exhaustion, my chest was so painful, I couldn’t tell whether it was an old wound or a heartache, I just closed my eyes, wept in the wind, and thought to myself: This Qixi Festival is really bad enough, it can be called the worst ever once.I'm going to suffer from insomnia again tonight, and maybe I won't be able to sleep well for the rest of my life.

(End of this chapter)