It was dark in the room, which was just right for Wan Yan Min. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info If he is allowed to see Nanyue's face clearly now, he will not be able to keep it even, and all the emotions frozen in his face and mind will burst in an instant.

She has been in the palace for more than four months, and almost let him break through the final bottom line. But just when he was about to open all the knots in his heart, those two drops of perfectly fused blood showed the whole world that she was Nan Aotian's own flesh and blood.

Just when he was ready to put aside everything and accept her with trust, she proved to him that she was the most doubtful person.

Nanyue looked like she was sitting motionless in a chair. Looking out of the window, it is also an upright silhouette, as if it has not slept and has some strange posture.

It's still her usual white clothes.

Wan Yan Min instantly moved, and a pair of hands stuck Nanyue's neck like iron.

"Uh......" A pair of frightened eyes opened, and the voice was immediately snuffed out by the tightening force on his neck.

A bleak dark light reflected Wan Yanmin's angular face, and his squinting dark eyes were written with recklessness and coldness.

"Everything related to Nan Aotian, I will destroy it one by one. The words spat out from the thin lips without affection, and every word revealed a loud coolness.

The eyes on the other side were filled with fear, and he shook his head violently and silently. Wan Yanmin hesitated at the moment of making eye contact, but there was nothing to gain his trust, and nothing could shake his mind.

He has a bloody road that has been paved with 20 years of life.

Whoever stands in the way will be destroyed.

Especially, the deceivers!

The white clothes sitting on the chair were torn apart with a "bang".

A bright purple bolt of lightning slammed down from the sky outside the window, and the dormitory was like day. After seeing the face on the other side clearly, Wan Yanmin's pupils widened slightly.

Large, dense raindrops crackled down.

Looking at the Jiaofang Hall from afar, the square-shaped buildings were submerged in silence.

The weather was indeed abnormal this year, and lightning was seen for the first time in winter. The rain is also as abundant and heavy as it is in summer.

But on the empty training ground, an alert horse with vertical ears was like a sudden rain, releasing its suppressed nature with the monstrous rain.

Horses weren't supposed to be in a prison tank.

The brown steed was soon soaked with all its fur by the rain, and the skin on the horse's buttocks was firm and shiny, and the horse's whipped with a whip from the horseman, and its hooves were raised into the air, and the sound of the horse's roar was even more presumptuous and joyful.

The slender rider was already soaking wet with his legs rigidly clasped around his horse's belly. The rain splits into stream-like streams from the forehead and flows in front of you as a curtain of rain.

Nanyue raised her head and let the rain pour down on her face. She was a little fond of this raging revelry, because such a grand rain poured down like a flood of tears that burst the embankment.

Nanyue was sensitive to a kind of innate sadness in her body when she was very young, but now she realized that the saddest moment in her life was not the tears raging into rivers, but that she didn't even have the right to cry.

She was born not to cry. Like the horrific scar on her face, it became her ugliest symbol. The only difference is that the latter is ugly, and the former is a flaw that only knows oneself. Life is a fragile thing, and the absence of a small tear can become a huge flaw.

"God, what did I do in my last life, what did you do to me, why do you want to do this to me!"

She roared heartbreakingly, and her voice was instantly swallowed up by the rain.

The eyes began to blur, and the surrounding area was a white chaos.

She couldn't see it, and she couldn't hear it. Only the lingering images in my mind tear my heart hurt, enough to make people crazy. Wan Yan Min, Nan Aotian, Xi Niang's death, and the two drops of blood fused together like nightmares, each picture is a magic barrier that can't be driven away, entangled with every sensitive and dull nerve.

"Wan Yan Min! You stupid! You bastard!"

He never gave her real trust. Every subtle expression of his face in the court made his most honest thoughts clear. Even if there are no two drops of blood today, there will be eight drops of blood tomorrow and ten drops of blood the day after tomorrow.

She should have understood a long time ago that her vague life experience was a mustard that could not be erased from the bottom of Yan Min's heart, and it would also be an eternal barrier between them.

Some feelings are like reeds fluttering in the air, a random gust of wind blows, it is enough to break the delicate stem, and cut it in two.

"Moon girl, is that you?"

In a trance, Nanyue used the little consciousness left to distinguish the sound of whimpering in the wind and rain, which seemed to be very familiar.

A large cloud of dark red hues rushed through the chaotic darkness, bouncing high and low on the horse's back.

The mass of color moved very quickly, and as it got closer, the dark red turned bright red.

She recognized it as Zhongluo.

"What are you doing here?" she said with some calm anger.

Sometimes a person's is seen as pain by others, which is a bit depressing.

Sometimes it is even more depressing to be compassionate and forcibly comforted.

"Looking for you. Zhong Luo replied a little sluggishly and unfamiliarly, but also a little cautiously.

The appearance of Nanyue's face covered in water made him feel amazed and painful.

When did he see her and not look like she was jumping around. There are endless ghost tricks in that head, and she always laughs and others cry.

Once the two were fighting and drinking, and Nanyue inadvertently told him that he was a person without tears.

But why did the rain flow on her face, like tears of all evil, every drop hit her face, but it poked at his heart?

"What are you looking for from me, and you're coming to see the joke?" she asked, holding her wet and shiny hair, blankly.

"I've been to the Jiaofang Palace, and I know that the imperial brother has grounded you...... I'm just, I'm just here to try my luck. Zhong Luo was a little incoherent, he wished to meet her here, but the first moment he saw that little face, he decided that he didn't want to meet her here.

Nanyue's face was as pale as paper.

"Even if you are the daughter of the Nan family, how can he treat you like this!" Zhong Luo's roar suddenly brought out angry voices.

"He is a king, and there is no room for a nail in the eyes of a king, and I am the nail. ”

Nanyue said in a trembling voice, and suddenly fell on her back.

"Moon girl!"

Zhong Luo spun around, jumped up from his horse, jumped onto the back of Nanyue's brown-red horse, and caught her weak and cold body.

Zhong Luo's heart was sideways, and he tightened his horsewhip.

"Drive!" the knuckle of the thumb suddenly bulged, and the horse's hooves leaped through the wet grass, throwing up pit after pit of swaying water.

A red and white embarrassed figure left in the night, and the sound of horses' hooves disappeared in the direction of King Zhong's mansion.

Brother Huang, from childhood to adulthood, many things can be given to you. Only this time, since you don't care to cherish it, it's better for us to fight fairly.