1684 Will You Leave Me a Way to Live?
I looked at her constantly flickering and even shrinking gaze, and said calmly: "You know that we are preparing to escape from Jinling today, but do you know where we got the opportunity to escape?" β
"Where did it come from?"
"She gave it. ΡΡΡ.(vii) (ix) x.S.ΡΠΎΠΌ The update is so fast. β
"She? How could she-"
"Of course, she doesn't really want to let us go, for opponents who threaten her, the choice of someone like her must be-" I looked at Han Zitong's eyes and said word by word: "Chop, grass, remove, root!" β
Han Zitong's face changed: "You mean, she wants to-"
"She's going to do it to us, she's going to kill us."
This time, her breathing was 'chaotic', and she subconsciously took two steps forward, but immediately stopped and looked at me with a little doubt: "No, if she really wants to send a killer to kill you, then why didn't you tell Xie Feng when he came in just now?" Xie Feng's martial arts are so good, only he can protect you. β
I smiled wryly and shook my head: "She, how could she send a killer to kill us?" β
ββ¦β¦ What the? β
"Even you know that Xie Feng's kung fu is very high, he sent his two disciples to guard the outside of the inner courtyard day and night, and even dared to disobey the orders of the lady of Jinling Mansion, obviously he made up his mind to protect me, these two little girls will not have a good time, if they really provoke that Mr. Xie again, it will be even more impossible."
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"Moreover, to send killers, you have to use people, and everything she can move in this mansion is actually under Pei Yuanxiu's management; If you want to find someone from outside, not only is it troublesome, but it may not be useful. Of course, I don't doubt that she has been in Jinling for so many years as the king's 'daughter', and she may not have cultivated her own power, but employing people may leave clues to live, and she will not succeed in defeating 'Lu', and she is not easy to 'make' in front of her husband. β
Han Zitong's brows twisted into a ball: "Then you say, she wants to kill you, how to kill you?" β
I said: "If you don't use people well, you naturally have to rely on external forces and natural disasters. β
ββ¦β¦ Act of God? β
"Fire and water are ruthless, if such a disaster comes, no matter what, Pei Yuanxiu can't blame her."
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"Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds if we died, and she had nothing to do with it?"
Han Zitong's expression was solemn, and he suddenly raised his head to look at me, as if he wanted to say something, but before she could speak, I had already said: "I have put this 'natural disaster' method in front of her, whether she uses it or not, it depends on what she thinks - what she thinks." β
Han Zitong's shoulders twitched slightly: "This is what you said, she proved it herself?" β
I shook my head, "It's not. β
"Isn't that yet? What is that? β
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This time, I was silent, and Nangong Lizhu on the side finally stood up slowly with the 'door' frame and looked at me intently.
I thought about it for a moment, and then said, "Where do you think you will be tonight, when there is a 'natural disaster' in this inner courtyard?" β
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Han Zitong's face sank slightly.
However, I didn't see too much shock in her eyes, in fact, from the time I said "natural disaster" just now, she understood even if she was dull, the escape I was talking about only included me and Nangong Lizhu from beginning to end, but if there was really a "natural disaster" in the inner courtyard, wouldn't the person who didn't escape definitely die?
She couldn't have thought of it at all.
So when I said this, her shoulders twitched slightly, but she didn't say anything.
I said, "Do you know what I mean?" β
Han Zitong's face slowly turned pale, and he suddenly smiled: "Of course I understand." You're telling me now that you've done a good thing by letting me die clearly. β
As soon as she said this, Nangong Lizhu next to her immediately frowned, and subconsciously glanced at me.
Of course I understand the meaning of Han Zitong's words, and I also know what Nangong Lizhu is worried about, before on the path, she was also worried that I would not take Han Zitong tonight, so that Han Zitong would really be put to death.
She thinks so too, indeed, and there is nothing wrong with that.
But I suddenly sneered and said, "Han Zitong, are you sober?" β
She glanced up at me.
"If someone wants your life, you really send it to her obediently?"
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"Doesn't it mean anything to you to live?"
"Meaning?"
When she heard my words, she suddenly laughed, and her smile was full of sadness and sorrow: "To live, everyone wants to live, and I want to too." However, I don't know what is the point of me if I live. β
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"The first half of my life was for her to live, because we are sisters, because she has been weak and sick since she was a child and can only rely on others, because my father and mother died before the 'handover' generation, so that no matter what, I have to take good care of her! Even if I give up everything I have, I have to take good care of her. As long as she wants, I will give it to her, even if I like it again, I will give it to her......"
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"I can give up everything, give her everything."
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"But now, she's ...... me like that"
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"I, Iβjust the first half of my life, living in vain!"
When Nangong Lizhu heard her words, she couldn't help but have a faint feeling of unbearability on her face, and my face sank, and she said coldly: "No one will live in vain." God gave you a birth, and you have a mission to complete. Self-pity is like mourning, look what you look like now! β
Han Zitong heard my almost scolding words, but instead laughed even harder, even tears burst into tears, she raised her head and glared at me: "Yan Qingqing, you designed all this, even if you didn't do it, all the people are walking according to your design." So you tell me, if I don't find out about the conspiracy of the two of you today, if I don't know anything, will you tell me the truth? Will you leave me a way to survive before the 'natural disaster' appears?! β
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"Yan Qingqing, if even a person like you doesn't care about my life or death, and even she doesn't care about my life or death, then what's the point of me living?"
Nangong Lizhu turned his head to look at me.
I was silent, looking at Han Zitong's painful appearance, tears continued to pour out of her eyes like bursting a levee, and after a while, it was completely soaked with the pale and emaciated face.
I sighed and said in a deep voice, "How do you know that I won't tell you the truth?" β
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"How do you know that I didn't leave you a way to live?"