[Ran^Text^Library] Qiushui Juli, Qing Shen walked back and forth in the room restlessly, his head kept poking out the door, and his face was extremely anxious, as if he was waiting for someone.

Qiu Shuiman held a cup of tea, glanced at Qingshen, put down the teacup and sighed softly: "Qingshen, what's wrong with you?" ”

Qing Fall came back to his senses and looked at Qiushui and said: "The slave and maid are anxious for the princess, and the slave and maid are looking forward to the prince's coming, so that you can resolve the contradiction and reconcile as before, but the slave and maid are worried that you will quarrel when you meet." She wrung her sleeves, her heart really tangled.

Qiu Shui sneered, looking at her very cute appearance and shook his head slightly. Suddenly remembered what Nie Rongze said to her when she was in the Huxin Pavilion, the smile on her face gradually faded, she lowered her head and thought down, and there was some hesitation in her heart.

What is between her and Xiao Jue? If he said that he was affectionate, why did he keep not believing her? If he was ruthless, why did he treat her like that?

"Qingshen, the tea is cold, you go and change the pot of good tea. Didn't you say that the prince would come over tonight, and I would explain it to him when he came. Qiu Shuiman didn't want to be disturbed by this kind of gratuitous speculation, since Xiao Jue wanted to hear the explanation, then she would sue him, make everything clear, and save such a day of torture.

When Qing Shui heard Qiu Shuiman say this, he was also relieved in his heart, and hurriedly walked out with the teapot. The night is quiet, and a crescent moon hangs in the sky, illuminating the shadows of the trees on the ground. Qing Fall walked quickly towards the kitchen, but he didn't see a shadow flash into Qiushui House.

Qiu Shuiman walked out of the room, looked up slightly at the bright starry sky, under the moonlight, her lake-green dress swayed slightly with the breeze, a few strands of green silk were slightly raised, and the figure was like a fairy out of the dust.

She sighed and was about to go back to her room, but she heard a slight noise not far away, and she looked up sharply and saw a black shadow flickering: "Who is it?" ”

She saw that the black shadow quickly came out of Qiushuiju, she was puzzled, and quickly followed.

The man seemed to know the house very well, and he walked away from the patrolling guards. Qiu Shuiman had a bad premonition in her heart, and was about to turn around and leave, but she saw a black shadow suddenly block her way, Qiu Shuiman only smelled a fragrant smell, and before she could see who was in front of her, her eyes sank and fainted.

The man helped the fainting Qiushuiman, and then led her through the deep paths of the garden, where a white figure stood in the moonlight. The man threw Qiushuiman in front of him, and the man in white took it and hugged Qiushuiman in his arms.

The black shadow quickly disappeared into the palace, and the man in white under the moonlight had a delicate mask on his face, only revealing a thin lip, and the deep gaze under the mask stared at the person in his arms, and he opened it with a porcelain bottle in his hand, and reached the tip of his nose.

……

After Xiao Jue appeased Qiu Xiangxue, he walked out of the Piaoxiang Courtyard. Seeing Qing Fall running over in a hurry, he saw Xiao Jue Qing Fall hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Lord, isn't the princess with you?" ”

Xiao Jue's cold eyes sank, and his eyes shone in a different color and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?" Isn't she in Qiushuiju? ”

Qing Fall only felt a shock and coldness all over his body. "I went to change the pot of hot tea, and when I came back, I disappeared from the princess, and the slave thought she had come to find the prince."

Xiao Jue's hands clenched unconsciously, his eyes sank and heavy, and he said in a grim voice: "It should be in the palace, go and find it." ”

As he spoke, he had already thrown down the green pendant and left in a hurry. Xiao Jue walked in the palace of Nuoda, his heart was very troubled, the guards in the mansion were so strict, it was impossible for Qiushui to lose it.

Maybe she was taking a break in the garden, thinking so, his eyes sank slightly, and he walked towards the palace garden.

Qiu Shui Man slowly woke up from a trance, but his misty eyes couldn't see the man in front of him clearly, and he only heard his soft voice whisper her name: "Man'er." ”

The voice seemed to come from a long dream, illusory and real, and she was delirious and muttered to him. "Who are you?"

The man in white rubbed her cheek with his big thick palm, and then sighed softly: "I'm Ah Ye, I'm looking for you." ”

When Qiu Shui heard the name Ah Ye, his consciousness became more and more blurred, as if he had been hypnotized. "Ah Ye, is it really you? Ah Ye. ”

Xiao Jiefang walked into the garden, and heard the woman's soft voice sound, and Ah Ye's name was like a thunderbolt into Xiao Jue's ears.

He looked at the source of the sound, but saw that in front of the remote rockery, his princess was holding a man dressed in white, and the posture was extremely ambiguous. Under the moonlight, the man in white wore a mask on his face, caressing his cheeks lovingly.

At this moment, Xiao Jue's heart seemed to be burned by flames, and she actually came here to meet her lover behind his back? Anger drowned out all reason, and murder spread.

A strong palm wind galloped from the flowers, and the man in white jumped with the autumn water in his arms, and the rockery behind him rumbled, and the gravel rolled down all over the ground, startling the comfortable night.

"Let her go." Xiao Jue roared angrily, and his eyes were stained with flames, like a devil from purgatory.

The man in white smiled contemptuously, but he hugged the autumn water in his arms tighter. "Man'er, who am I to sue her?" The man was hypnotizing in the ear of Qiushuiman.

"Ah Ye, you are my Ah Ye." Qiushui murmured unconsciously, but his eyes were very blank.

Xiao Jue was so angry that he couldn't help but step forward and fight with the man in white, but Xiao Jue couldn't make a ruthless move, he was afraid that his palm wind would hurt Qiu Shuiman, so he didn't make a killing move, he just wanted to take Qiu Shuiman over.

The man in white knew that he was not Xiao Jue's opponent, and he could barely compete with Qiu Shui Man in his hand, but he knew that he couldn't get rid of it for long, so he made a trick and pushed Qiu Shui Man away.

Xiao Jue hurriedly went to pick up Qiu Shuiman, but the man in white jumped on the wall, and Chang Feng saw this scene after he came. "Lord Wang, are you okay?" Chang Feng asked urgently.

Xiao Jue hugged the person in his arms tightly, his eyes full of anger. "Give me chase." The short three words were full of murderous aura, and Chang Feng was so strong that he hurriedly jumped onto the wall where the man in white had fled, and chased after him.

"Autumn water." Xiao Jue clenched Qiu Shuiman's fragrant shoulders, at this moment, he was already overwhelmed by anger, and he didn't see Qiu Shuiman's confused eyes at all.

"Ah Ye." There were only these two words left in Qiu Shuiman's mind, and she muttered softly, but she ignited Xiao Quan's anger to the extreme.

Xiao Jue picked up Qiu Shui Man and walked towards her Qiu Shui Ju, Qing Fall had rushed back when he heard the news, and before he walked in, he listened to Xiao Jue's cold voice. "Bring a basin of cold water."

Qingluo was cold, and she didn't know what was going on, so she hurriedly turned around and took a plate of cold water in. Before she could put the basin down, a black shadow quickly took the basin in her hand and splashed it all on Qiu Shuiman, who was lying on the bed.

The water that came up from the well water was extremely cold, especially now that it was night, this basin of cold water was poured down, and the autumn water was completely sober.

"Let no one come in without the king's command." Xiao never looked back, his gloomy eyes kept staring at Qiu Shuiman, who had not yet returned to his senses.

The green pendant behind him was too frightened to linger, so he hurriedly turned around and closed the door. Standing in front of the door, her heart seemed to jump out, and she could only listen intently to the movement inside.

Qiu Shui shrank his body a little cold, but Xiao Jue's gaze was colder than this cold water. She lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at him, and some vague memories in her mind gradually became clear.

Someone lured her out, and then she was like she had been hypnotized and her mind was uncontrollable. Someone is going to frame her, who will it be?

Before Qiu Shuiman could react, a suppressed aura swept over, Xiao Jue walked over quickly, but he grabbed Qiu Shuiman's neck. "Why did you betray me? Qiu Shuiman, I said, if you dare to betray me, I will ......"

The expression on his face was a little hideous, but the aftermath was stuck in his throat, his fingers pinched the pink neck, watching her little face turn red little by little, and she didn't even struggle.

Xiao Jue suddenly woke up, loosened the strength in his hand, Qiushui coughed a few times, and gasped weakly. "Xiao Jue, you never believed me." Her eyes gradually became stained with a layer of mist, and every word was full of sorrow and despair.

"Believe in you, how do you make me believe in you? I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears. Qiu Shuiman, do you think this king is really reluctant to kill you? He pulled her to his eyes, his angry gaze threatening to burn her.

Qiushui smiled sadly, yes, this man never believed her. She suddenly closed her eyes, and there was a kind of absolute despair of death. "Then you can kill me." She is also tired, and it is better to die than to entangle with him like this.

Xiao Jue looked at her closed eyes, her expression was indifferent, there were still traces of water on her face, her hair was messy, and the strands of hair that had fallen were against her cheeks. Because the clothes were soaked with water, her delicate figure was perfectly presented.

She actually wanted to die? She wants to die! There was only one thought left in Xiao Jue's mind, and the autumn water completely angered Xiao Jue.

Even if she dies, she is also his rejection, and no one can take her away. He seemed to be crazy, pulling at her soaked clothes, and clutching her willow waist with his big palms as if to crush her.

He pressed her under him, and the crazy kiss was in a raging gesture, without tenderness, just dominance. The sound of the cracked brocade and his low roar and furious voice, Qiu Shuiman suddenly woke up.

She doesn't want to live so humiliatingly, she doesn't want to become a tool for him to vent his beastly desires, she wants to live with dignity. She fought hard, struggling with all her might.

The more she struggled, the more manic Xiao Jue became, he wanted to conquer her, he wanted to possess her, she was originally his woman. "Who are you keeping a festival for, your Ah Ye?" He let go of her lips, and the corners of her lips were bloodshot, and he didn't know whose blood it was.

The autumn water was full of tears, and at this moment he hated treating her like this. The bun loosened as she struggled, and her hand inadvertently touched a golden hairpin, which she held in my hand and suddenly pressed it against her throat.

"Xiao Jue, if you dare, I will die in front of you." She said that the hairpin in her hand had cut through her neck, which was already covered with five fingerprints.

Xiao Jue was startled, paused, and looked at the blood flowing from her neck, slowly staining the sheets under her body red. "Qiu Shuiman, are you crazy?" His irrepressible roar, she was forced to die!

"I'm not crazy, you're the one who is crazy. Xiao Jue, I am also dignified, why do you wantonly trample on my dignity? She said that the strength in her hand was a little heavier, and the hairpin was a little deeper, obviously it hurt, but she seemed to be gone.

The hairpin seemed to pierce his heart, and the tip of his heart was filled with pain. He didn't dare to mess around anymore, her resoluteness, her clear tears, all like a sharp knife wounding his body completely.

He smiled, his face full of sorrow. "Qiushuiman, okay, you're good." He turned around, and his cold eyes burst into a cold light. The palm wind swept away, but everything in the room was crumbs, and the room was in shambles.

!!