The Prince Regent's Mansion, the Tonghua Terrace in the forbidden area behind the mountain.

Cinnabar's weak figure stood in front of the window like a curl of light smoke.

The bright mirrored figure fell in the courtyard like lightning, and her cold star-like eyes flashed with softness the moment they saw her weak and haggard face.

What’s more, it’s pity and heartache.

"It's done." He lowered his eyes and spoke briefly. He faithfully carried out the oath he made in his heart, using his body as the sword in her hand and the ground as a prison to bind himself.

"..." Zhusha did not respond immediately, but glanced at him with a pair of dark, moist and red eyes, and then stared at a certain point in the air in a daze, as if the whole person had entered a trance.

The weak and helpless aura of confusion that made me feel pity was wrapped around her body, like a trace of mist-like sadness hanging between the eyebrows.

Ming Ruojing felt a pain in her heart, and her cold thin lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end she said nothing. She clenched her hands fiercely, lowered her eyelashes quietly, and carefully collected all her emotions.

Very well hidden.

There was an extremely bitter curve at the corner of his mouth.

Is she...thinking about Ye? Is she also feeling hurt by Ye's betrayal?

A cool silence spread between the two of them.

But Ming Ruojing enjoyed this feeling very much - this was the only day since that night that she didn't give him a cold look or look.

Just like... before anything happened, she was defenseless against him and relied on him weakly, with all her thoughts written on her face.

I don't know how long it took, but just when Ming Ruojing thought she would stand there until the sun went down and the lights of thousands of houses came on, Zhu Sha's red lips finally moved.

"...Do you think I'm scary? Do you look down on me for resorting to such methods?" Her voice was as light as a dream, as faint as the night.

Ming Ruojing was horrified. She raised her head and stared at her dark, red and swollen eyes seriously. She could not really see through all the red and swollen eyes. She slowly shook her head, her eyes flashed with deep softness and a trace of heaviness.

The pain and...envy, "No."

Everything is Ye's fault, she is just that poor, weak and kind-hearted woman who wants to firmly hold on to and maintain her own happiness.

Although, at first, he was shocked by her request and his mind went blank.

"Sha'er, you are still too kind." He pursed his thin lips forbearingly, but he turned his face away gently, not wanting her to see the loneliness and pain on his face, and the cold words fell from his mouth.

Spit out, "If I were you, I would not continue to let people who can threaten me continue to live in this world. The dead will never be able to compete with the living."

When he heard the comments from people outside, he immediately wanted to kill the little girl from the Yun family, but it was she who stopped him.

Otherwise, the sixteen-year-old girl named Yun Luoran would have turned into a cold corpse!

"...But if this happens, won't Ye be sad? He will blame me..." With a sad smile, Cinnabar shed tears again, so pitiful. Only the moment he turned around, his bright eyes full of tears flickered.

A touch of thorn-like sharpness!

"Sha'er..." Ming Ruojing's chest felt like a huge cold hammer was being hit hard on her chest. She opened her mouth to speak, but she saw Zhu Sha suddenly raised her Qianqiansu hand and waved it gently.

"I'm tired. I want to be alone for a while. You can go back." Her voice was full of melancholy, resentment, and... coldness and alienation.

With a "squeak" sound, the white silk screen window was closed with cinnabar, as if in the most direct state of rejection.

Ming Ruojing's eyes dimmed again, as if filled with pain. His cold handsome face turned pale slightly, but he refrained from saying a word. He turned around and left in despair. Wine, he needs wine, lots and lots of wine, very much. Very strong alcohol to numb your heart and relieve pain...

In the room, Zhusha raised her green onion fingers as beautiful as white jade, elegantly wiped away the crystal tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at the slender figure in white clothes and Shengxue who came out from behind the screen in the room.

"Xun, why are you here?" Her voice was still weak, but the resentment, melancholy, and alienation in it were all replaced by calmness.

It was as if she was not surprised by his sudden appearance.

"Don't you know why I'm here?" The mysterious and deep black eyes shone like ice and snow. Mo Xun stood there sarcastically, looking at her coldly. His cold eyes were like a sharp knife. The scissors cut across Cinnabar's calm and beautiful face!

"Xun, that is your responsibility and your destiny. I just prevent you from delaying and escaping any longer. The plan has entered a new stage. As the most important part, you must not let any accidents happen! "The bright eyes flashed with the sharpness of being stabbed, and the pretty face with cinnabar tears still wet, was cold and sad in a different way, "Everything is for the ancestral inheritance!"

"Everything is for the sake of the ancestral inheritance and unification? Do you dare to say that there is no selfishness on your part in this?" His handsome face, as if he were banished to an immortal, was covered with an extremely evil and sycophantic coldness. Mo Xun smiled coldly, his eyes The center was filled with splashes of cold sword light, "Why else would you be so anxious? Since I have promised, I will definitely fulfill that responsibility... But, you?"

"Xun!" Cinnabar's beautiful face showed a sad and pale color, her bright eyes were hurt and angry, and she was a bit angry and ferocious, "Why have you always liked to confront me since you were a child?"

"Because I am not you, I refuse any arranged life!" Mo Xun's thin lips had the coldest arc, proud and stubborn.

"But this is our fate, the fate of the blood flowing in your body! Do you think you are the only one who suffers? No matter how much you resist and escape now, it is useless, it is already cooked. It’s time to eat.” Zhu Sha held her hands tightly, her fingers turning white inch by inch, feeling pain, resentment and hatred, her bright eyes piercing into Mo Xun’s eyes like knives—“You don’t want to do it. Let your son do the work and inherit it, and you are free! I will plan the rest of the plan with the clan hall, so you don’t have to worry about it!"
Chapter completed!