Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 171 Discord (2)
She stumbled, and staggered to sit down at the previous banquet, with a table full of broken cups, as if her pride was already there, and she would never return to the former beauty and jade.

Wang Jun of Lujiang frowned, and said without hesitation: "Luhuan, the fate between you and me is over, why bother to fry others? This matter has nothing to do with Kuyi, and it has nothing to do with Xionghuang. You go back and have a good rest."

"Your Majesty, Lu Huan is very disappointed. You promised to marry me, but you are so indifferent. You are also a great king, so you are so afraid of King Jiangdu? He is just a little bit older because of the shadow of his ancestors. He may not have won His Majesty's favor. Your Majesty will fight for it." Somehow, maybe even more sacred than Jiangdu Wu. Lu Huan wanted to marry the king because the king is pure and clear, and he is a clear gentleman, but you just quarreled with the king of Jiangdu and let him hurt you with a sword. Would you rather sacrifice Lu Huan than beg him more?" Lu Huan's chest was in a mess, her sad eyes were like smoke and black jade, and she held her eyes in her hand. The dagger fell to the ground tremblingly, and the tips of ten fingers touched the heart, as if someone had stabbed it hard, and the pain was unbearable.

The king of Lujiang approached her, picked up the jasper dagger and stood a line away from her, and sighed: "I am of the same clan as the king of Jiangdu, and we are all descendants of the royal family. If it is spread because of fighting for favors, my Lujiang country will be abolished. How can I bear it? Lu Huan, I promised to marry you. First, I am afraid that your reputation will be damaged. Second, I love you with tenderness and tenderness. You are an excellent woman. I originally wanted to wait until things calmed down before we married you. Your Majesty begged me to marry you, but who knows you are so impatient, what is the difference between killing someone because of jealousy and intentionally committing a crime? I am very sad!"

There was a mistake in Lu Huan's eyes, and she said in a daze: "Your Majesty really has this intention?"

"Now I want to think carefully!" King Lujiang was calm and calm, his face like still water.

"Are you blaming me for being impulsive and hurting my siblings?" Lu Huan's eyes were filled with pain and disdain.

"Wait until you've calmed down. I'll send you back to sleep first!" Lujiang Wang Jianmei swayed an imperceptible ruthlessness, smiled gently, and reached out to support her shoulder.

Lu Huan leaned against his arms, like a bird clinging to a person, looking even more vulnerable.

The two slowly left Ruyiwu.

Xionghuang sat in a daze beside the rosewood table with rose patterns, her eyes were fixed on the bright and vivid roses, and a cold and resolute color gradually formed on her lips.

Bie Yan and the others had already entered, their eyes filled with sadness and anger.

"My Lord!" Bie Yan cried out in distress.

Without raising her eyes, Xionghuang said in a calm and cracked voice: "From now on, you all watch carefully for me, and don't allow Mr. Zhuo to enter the garden."

Bie Yanhong's bright eyes looked at each other for a second, and they both responded: "Yes! Maid must be careful!"

Ning Zi secretly sighed, a pair of beautiful mandarin ducks will probably be broken.

"This is my home, I am free to come and go, no one can stop me!" A cold and cruel voice fell like ice and snow from the tree, forcing people's ears, it was as cold as skin and bones.

Xionghuang gouged him out, her face was as frosty as iron, she got up and walked into the hall.

Kuyi lay quietly on the bed, her blood-stained face was horribly pale, as if it would disappear in the next instant.

Ah Fang held onto her hand tightly, without blinking her eyes, just staring at her face obsessively. Many years ago, she also stared at the terminally ill concubine mother in this way. She could even touch the delicate veins of the concubine mother. .

There is infinite regret and sadness in the eyes of the concubine mother. She looks at her beloved daughter with anxiety and sorrow, but also helplessness and despair. It is a mother's doting eyes, loving but helpless to continue to protect her daughter's grief and deep sorrow. Pain, her world is about to collapse, daughter, daughter, what do you do?
The concubine murmured, calling weakly.

A Fang gave a strong smile, put his lips against the concubine's ear, and said softly: "Concubine mother, don't worry, I will be safe!"

When the concubine mother heard it, she smiled like a flower, and then calmly closed her eyes.

At that moment, she didn't cry.

Just like now, her tears are gone, and there are no more.

She just prayed, God, don't take away her beloved relatives again.

Kuyi seemed to sense her sadness, gradually opened her eyes, and smiled weakly: "Fang, I want to go home!"

"Sister, you can't move." Ah Fang was both happy and painful, as gentle as silk.

Xi Dai shook her other hand, with joy in her eyes, full of relief, and said softly: "Kuyi, what do you want, we will bring it for you, lie here for a few days, and go back after a while?"

"No, I want to go home!" Kuyi smiled persistently, squeezed the hands of the two, and the greasy sweat in the palms of the hands disappeared into the palms of the two. She was in pain, extremely painful, but also extremely patient.

Xionghuang's heart was broken, and she said tearfully, "Okay, I'll take you back."

"I'll take you home!" Joyoung said coldly, stepped over, picked her up first, and walked out.

His steps are steady and gentle, like bamboo and cypress, green but dark.

He understands her like he understands the real Zhuo Kuyi.

Home is her warmest feeling. No matter how openly or secretly, home is the only place that people can rely on.

Jieqiyuan is her home, it is the peace and softness that she gained from self-constraint for five years, where there are her mellow memories and concerns, they are there, and he is also there.

He didn't know he was injured again, did he?

Kuyi's head is weak and rests on Zhuoyou's chest, his chest is hot and warm, he loves Zhuo Kuyi, she can see his care and sincerity for her, it is the love of an elder brother for his younger sister and sincerity.

Zhuo Kuyi is so happy!Even though she died, she still lived in her brother's heart, in his reluctance to admit it.

He regarded her as Zhuo Kuyi.

This kind of love is so deep and righteous that it is really enough to make people forget a lot of pain and hatred and hatred for human nature.

There was a soft smile on Kuyi's lips, and she reached out and hugged his shoulder.

She thought, she can also love him like a younger sister, right?

Because she is Zhuo Kuyi.

Zhuo Zhuo paused for a while, and remained silent as usual, but his palms were softer, he was afraid of hurting her wound, just like the third younger sister who fell from a high rockery when he was young, he was so distressed that he wished he could whip himself to death.

At that time, his affection was the same as that at that time.

When did he really think she was the third sister?Or is the mind temporarily lost its way?

As soon as the group of people stepped into the gate of Jieqi Garden, Lu Yu rushed up to greet him, stretched out his wrists and said indifferently: "I'll hug you!"

Zhuo Zhuo frowned, and said without hesitation: "She has lost too much blood, it is better to move less!"

"It has nothing to do with you!" Lu Yu quickly embraced Ku Yi, his footsteps were flying, and within a moment, he left everyone far away.

Excellence stood at the door as if covered with nine layers of autumn frost, his face was dark, and a beam of calmness slipped through his pupils, and he turned back after a long, long time.

Xionghuang looked at his back indifferently, with a few traces of misery on her lips, and immediately returned to her usual free and easy.

With a settled heart, no matter how sad or reluctant to give up, it's nothing more than that.

(End of this chapter)