Silly Concubine Allure: Uncle, I want to divorce

Chapter 146 Death Is Much Easier Than Living 10
She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and slowly pulled out a malicious smile from the corner of her mouth: "He did it on purpose."

Jin Maimai looked indifferent.

Hun Yan'er laughed distortedly: "He did it on purpose, he did it on purpose, he deliberately let you hear him. He is such a person, when he treats you well, the whole world is him. When he gets tired of you and wants to Kicking you away will use the most ruthless way to tear your heart apart little by little, and let you taste the taste of despair."

She was startled.

Seeing her dazed expression, Hun Yan'er smiled proudly: "Why, don't you know? You can't really be immersed in the illusion of his tenderness. You are so naive. I have tasted the unresolved Means, I know how painful it is to be kicked at the beginning, so good, so good, haha, God is still fair."

"Do you think that only Hun Yili uses you as a pawn? So does Hun Wushi! You, me, and we are all pawns they play with."

"I know."

"What... what?"

"I know." She looked at her, under the red and swollen eyes, no emotion could be seen, her tone of voice, her attitude, seemed to be a trivial matter, she smiled, and said: " I know," she said.Repeat a third time.

she knows.

Of course she knew.

With such high internal strength as Hun Wushi, can she hide from him her lame eavesdropping?He was afraid that he would have known her movements as soon as she left his room.

The reason why she just heard it was entirely because of his deliberately arranged drama. He wanted her to be completely disappointed in him, and he wanted to see her fight back after being hurt.

Maybe she disappointed him.

Her counterattack, in his eyes, was ridiculously fragile.

But what can I do if I know.

She can't do anything, the only thing Hun Wushi didn't expect is that she is no longer the original Hun Yan'er.

Hun Yan'er does not have him in her heart, and is not afraid of his harm.

Jin Maimai has him in her heart, and every tiny move he makes, in her heart, is a fatal injury.

"Stop hating." Jin Maimai stretched out his hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of Hun Yan'er's eyes, and in her dazed eyes, said softly: "Just pretend that Hun Yan'er has died in your poison Now, stop hating in the future, and make yourself happier."

For this woman.Say hate, can't talk about it.Maybe there should be more sympathy, she couldn't imagine how much hatred a person needs to bear in order to have such despairing eyes.

Hate, she has no strength.

"Who the hell are you?" Hun Yan'er murmured, looking into those familiar eyes, she seemed to see another person.

"A stranger." She smiled, and finally turned and walked out.

Who are you.

a passerby.

A traveler in this time and space.

Passers-by who are blown by the wind.

The night makes everything quiet, the streets are very quiet at night, the palace is very quiet at night, it turns out that the harem is also very quiet at night.

Walking alone, aimlessly walking in the imperial garden.

She is not afraid of getting lost. Behind her, out of sight, there are always one or two people watching her.

Jin Maimai took off her shoes and dipped her bare feet into the pool. The water in the pool was very cold, much cooler than the waterfall in Windy Valley. She suddenly began to miss those days.

In just three days, almost all her little happiness was covered.

"Let him come and see me, tell him I want to see him."

"If he doesn't come now, we'll never see him again."

(End of this chapter)