Our Hearts Won't Change

There was only a half dead oil lamp in the guest room. The big fire flashed and flashed. There was a strange atmosphere.

At this time, the sack containing the corpse suddenly moved, and then the wind outside became strong, and the oil lamp went out!

Look at the sack again. Both of them moved. They were so slow that they were as stiff as their hands and feet.

The rope, which had been well tied, loosened little by little. The first thing that came out of it was a mass of black hair, and then a pale face.

When the two heads met, the scream broke out, "ghost! Ah, ah, ah, ah

"Pa!"

A slap on the table started to ring, because the force was strong enough to cover the scream.

And the two heads that screamed finally quieted down. They looked at each other and remembered that they wanted to climb out of the sack.

"Girl!"

"Kor!"

"We are still alive, Wuwuwuwu..."

The dim guest room suddenly brightened up, and the ice like male voice penetrated their ears.

"If you have enough crying, just answer my question honestly."

As soon as Zhong Mengmeng turned her head, she saw that the devil like man was sitting on the top, and next to the open window, she was leaning on the woman she had met in Huixian building who couldn't smile.

"You're with the dogman. The royal family doesn't have a good thing."

Zhong Mengmeng looks at his clothes, and then at Ke'er's clothes. He finds that although they are really embarrassed, they have no pain at all.

Before Zhong Mengmeng faints, she clearly remembers that Xiao Jiyue is about to do something wrong to her. Now the prisoner is in front of her. How can she not be angry.

But it is unreasonable to ignore the whole event.

Xiao Jiyue didn't want to talk with Zhong Mengmeng at all, "you said to plead for your father, who is your father?"

Zhong Mengmeng has no great wisdom, but xiaocongming is a lot. She suddenly gets up and rushes to the window, grabs yuewanchen, and points a small awl at yuewanchen's throat.

Wan Chen was surprised to see what happened to you all of a sudden

Xiao Jiyue was just expressionless, but at the moment when the awl aimed at yuewanchen, her eyes became gloomy. "You'd better put down the weapon in your hand, or I will make you die ugly!"

Zhong Mengmeng is with a rash momentum, she looked at Xiao Jiyue or very afraid, because this man in a short day, changed four faces.

Lust is him, irritability is him, indifference is him, gloomy is him!

"Do you think that if you take away my dagger, I will be unarmed? Anyway, Ke'er and I can't get out of this room tonight. Why don't we find another one to be buried with? "

Yuewanchen is Xiao Jiyue's inverse scale. There is a faint red light in his right hand. Yuewanchen has heard the low roar of Jai canthus.

In order to control the situation, she opened her mouth before Xiao Jiyue started.

"Miss Zhong, I know that you and your maidservant have suffered a lot of fright, but I ask you to think about it carefully. Without us, where would you be now?"

Zhong Mengmeng had never heard such a beautiful voice. Her attention was immediately attracted by yuewanchen, "we will fall into Ma Liu's hands."

Yuewanchen doesn't seem to care about the silver cone tip. She has a peaceful smile. In her eyes, zhongmengmeng is like a child who hasn't grown up.

She gently stroked Zhong Mengmeng's hair, and her voice seemed to be dreamlike.

"Yes, you will fall into Ma Liu's hands.

When Ma Liu wants to take Ke Er away, who stops him? "

Zhong Mengmeng's movement is obviously not as rigid as before, and the tip of the awl is a little away from yuewanchen's throat.

With this achievement, yuewanchen must make persistent efforts, "Miss Zhong, if we don't do a play for Ma Liu, you two will really die.

In his Royal Highness's bedroom, he knocked you and Ke'er all unconscious, and invited a guard who was good at oral skills to imitate your voice, which made Ma Liu believe that you are really a sheep into a tiger's mouth.

But, you look at you and Kor, can you find that you have a little hurt on yourself? No, we're doing the same thing.

Miss Zhong, you want to give your parents a chance to clarify. Your royal highness can give it to you. Why don't you sit down and tell it to him slowly? "

Zhong Mengmeng's impatience and anger disappeared because of yuewanchen's words. She lost her awl and turned to look at Xiao Jiyue, "can you give my parents a justice?"

Xiao Jiyue doesn't want to pay attention to Zhong Mengmeng for the time being, because Yue WanChen's face turns very pale after saying so much.

Yuewanchen did use the secret technique again, just like the method used on the ship to elder Gou, which could make people listen to her instructions, but it really consumed her mind, and she was a little trembling for a moment.Xiao Jiyue came to her in a few steps. "I'll take you back to have a rest. It's not too late to talk about the Zhong family tomorrow."

Zhong Mengmeng is suddenly a little curious about Xiao Jiyue. His present appearance is the fifth face she sees. It is the tenderness and gentleness that only appears in front of worried people.

But yuewanchen didn't seem to accept him. He would rather hold the window frame than hand it to him.

"Shuhan!"

"My Lord!"

"Take me back to my room. I'm tired."

Yuewanchen went so simply that he had no communication with xiaojiyue at all.

The light in Xiao Jiyue's eyes went out. He didn't even look back. "It's late tonight. Someone will arrange you to have a rest. Since I dare to bring you back, I will help you."

At this point, Zhong Mengmeng is not stupid. How can she not see the flow between Xiao Jiyue and her husband.

"Thank you, your highness. Although it may be a little inappropriate for me to say this, I still want to tell your highness that the grown-up will only use the emotion he just used on him."

Xiao Jiyue showed a bitter smile. It seems that there is always a gap between him and her.

……

"My Lord, I saw with my own eyes that the princess killed the two, and the blood splashed all over my body!"

Ma Liu was in a better mood. "I'm not afraid that he has a hobby, but I'm afraid that he doesn't have one.

Since that's the case, I'll send it to your majesty next time. "

"Mr. De Le, you are worthy of your efforts."

Speaking of this, Ma Liu suddenly thought of a thing, "did you find out the woman's identity?"