The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

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Murong Zetao stood in front of the window on the second floor with his hands in his hands, his eyes staring at the lonely back on the sand dunes a hundred meters away, the evening breeze blew the lilac silk gauze skirt on her body, the skirt was flying, but she was not moving, like a sculpture.

This is Mobei, a place thousands of miles away from the Central Plains, sparsely populated, and full of yellow sand, and it is also the location of the Killing Palace. In the past, Mobei was monotonous, but it was precisely because of her arrival that there was a touch of bright color here, and at the same time, it also added a touch of melancholy.

A whole month has passed, and every sunset evening, she will stand on this lonely sand dune as promised, watching the sunset slide to the horizon alone.

She said that only by witnessing the transition of day and night would she feel alive.

And he stood in front of this small window, quietly accompanying her to witness the alternation of day and night.

Uncle Bian walked in behind him, and when he saw him like this again, he shook his head helplessly and sighed lightly. In the past month, how she has suffered, he has accompanied how she suffered.

"Hall Master," he called softly, and only when Murong Zetao turned around did he say again, "Jiang Nan has sent a letter, asking when you will leave." ”

As soon as these words came out, the room was even quieter.

Murong Zetao frowned unconsciously, his eyes were covered with a layer of sadness, and his heart was very entangled.

His marriage agreement with Zhao Wanqing is scheduled for the sixteenth of next month, according to the previous agreement, the wedding will be held in the Zhao family first, and then return to the Killing Palace, but he has no desire to leave now.

Instead...... I want to escape!

He turned his head again, his gaze back to the figure on the sand dune.

"Uncle Bian, push back the wedding date!"

After a while, he suddenly said such a sentence, and his voice was still a little hoarse.

"How long?"

Uncle Bian's tone was not as gentle as before, obviously holding back his anger, how could he not know what he was thinking in his heart.

"April, May, June, or a year later?"

His attitude at the moment is more like a strict father teaching his ignorant son, Murong Zetao also knows that it is extremely irresponsible for him to say this now, but he has to do it, he doesn't want to live in remorse for the rest of his life.

"I don't want to get married yet, so I'll push it back as much as I can, of course, if I can...... Cancel, that's the best! ”

That's true.

"It's nonsense!"

Uncle Bian was really angry, with a flick of his sleeves, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared!

"Have you never wanted to tie the knot, or do you not want to tie it now?"

At the beginning, he suddenly said that he wanted to get married, and everyone in the lore palace was very happy, and **** was busy preparing the grandest wedding for him. He is also very relieved, fifteen years later, his nephew has finally come out of the shadow of the past, and can finally live a life no different from a normal person, and he is finally worthy of his eldest brother under Jiuquan!

But now, just a month before the wedding, he actually told him that he didn't want to get married!

Is it because of Xia Xue'er's arrival?

He had warned him a long time ago to keep him away from Xia Xue'er, that woman was like a muddy swamp, it was easy for people to fall into it, and it was difficult to extricate themselves, and finally died in it!

But he didn't listen!

Murong Zetao was silent for a long time, recalling the origin of his marriage with Zhao Wanqing, he was a little angry, like a child.

"This marriage contract is not my willing, think more about it is good for each other!"

The words are light, but who knows the confusion and pain in it? Everyone only thinks that he is emotional, thinking that one is one out, just when he is still a child who has not grown up!

The raging anger in Uncle Bian's heart was instantly extinguished by his words.

Yes, it's not his responsibility alone.

Zhao Wanqing was made friends by him, and he also hoped that he would marry him back, whether it was from the perspective of the Killing Hall or from the perspective of his uncle, this was a good marriage.

But no matter what, in order to respect him, he didn't force his head to force him to make a marriage contract, as his uncle, how did he not know that his nephew didn't really have a place for Zhao Wanqing, but he could accept it calmly at the beginning, but now why is it shaken?

Pointing to the beautiful figure outside the window, he asked with some hatred: "You can't fall in love with her, right?" ”

He hoped that his nephew would answer him firmly: No!

But the fact is that Murong Zetao is silent, is this a tacit acquiescence? Is he really in love with this woman who is like poison?!

"Uncle Bian, do you know", Murong looked back at him, his eyes were clear, without a trace of impurities, as pure as the snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain.

"Before I met her, there was only one color in my life, and that was black. You know, I've always held a grudge against what happened fifteen years ago, and I was haunted by the deaths of my father and Zerou, and I thought that my life would end in hatred like this. ”

"But it turned out that was not the case, God was generous, and let me meet her, this sunny, happy, strong woman!"

recalled the afternoon when they first met in the capital, the sun was shining, he passed by her, and stole the jade pendant hanging from her waist, but she immediately noticed it. I still can't forget the delicate little face with a tense appearance of pretending to be calm, in fact, she was scared in her heart, but she had to put on a look of not being afraid of heaven and earth, and signed a "peace and friendship treaty" with him. In hindsight, it's funny.

At that time, she was not yet fourteen, and he had not yet made up his mind.

Thinking of this, the corners of Murong Zetao's mouth unconsciously put on a knowing smile, and his tone was much lighter.

"At first, I used her as a stand-in for Zerou, because they were so similar, the same country and city, the same love of laughter and fun, but after getting along for a long time, I suddenly realized that she and Zerou are actually not like each other at all! She is strategic, she has clear grievances, she is jealous and hateful, she ...... Ruthless! ”

"You saw that the first time you saw her, didn't you?"

Uncle Bian was speechless and nodded, what he said was true.

At that time, his nephew was in a coma, and he had a deep conversation with her, and from her words and demeanor, he knew that she and Zerou were completely two people, and that she would be a toxic woman!

Therefore, he tried his best to trap his nephew, and even in order to keep him busy, he let go of the power in his hand, and handed over all the affairs of the Killing Hall to his nephew to deal with, and incarnated as a veritable hall master, and he was trapped for a year and a half.

Seeing that his nephew is becoming more and more mature, more and more capable, and more and more like the hall master of the Jianghu Gang, and even being able to take into account the overall situation and be willing to marry the daughter of the Zhao family in Jiangnan, he is also very pleased with these changes. (To be continued.) )