Chapter 80

"Let go?" Ji Nan whispered in her ear, a questioning tone with a little helplessness. Cheek to cheek, he could feel her shyness and anger. His face was hot, and his stiff face slowly eased.

"Cuihu, she's much more interesting than you." Coldly threw down a sentence and left. Lin Huilan seemed to have been drained of all her strength, slumped in the chair, and repeated to herself, "Cuihu" "Cuihu"...

Ji Nan, who was standing outside the door, listened to the sobbing sound getting louder and louder inside, and gradually began to cry, as if his most beloved thing was lost. He could feel her pain, because they had experienced the same thing, the same abandonment, the same betrayal, the same loneliness...

Clenched her fists, relentlessly, and turned to leave, which she should have experienced now.

Jiang Yun was silent all the way, and he didn't take the initiative to speak. In this way, they quietly walked hand in hand with each other.

Who knows, fate, descends the ruthless arrow. A moment of tranquility cannot be exchanged for a lifetime of peace, they are all sentient beings, after all, they do not have the ability to get rid of fate.

When there were still a few steps away from Jiang's Mansion, the priest Xu stopped, pulled her, and instructed, "A lot of things, let's see them." We can't change it. ”

He is telling her that the system here is like this, don't be surprised, don't be afraid.

Jiang Yun didn't say a word, let go of his hand, walked towards Jiang Mansion alone, and left step by step, her back was a little helpless and lonely. She really couldn't predict many things, from the slightly cold Caisan at the beginning, to her plain heart, she had no way to let go, and she couldn't change it.

Seeing her step into Jiang's mansion, he let go of his hanging heart. "Since you've comforted her to let go, what about you?" An indifferent voice came from behind, and the priest understood that it was her who came.

"Xilan, you don't understand." sighed helplessly, and could only give this reason. The wind rose, and the two disappeared one after another.

Peach Blossom Forest, Xilan was dressed in a plain white robe, with ginger flowers embroidered with black thread on her chest, bewitching and open, gently holding the wine, "I respect you." Without waiting for the sacrifice to react, he drank it. The sacrifice was indifferent.

"Why, I don't remember what day it is?" Xi Lan stared at the ginger flower on his chest and asked intentionally.

"Lonely..."The priest's voice trembled a little, and he didn't know how to say it, but after a while, he replied, "I haven't forgotten." The panic in his eyes can be seen by a discerning person at a glance. He picked up the glass full of wine in front of him and began to pour it. Glass after glass, but never drunk, the wine slid down his jaw to his neck until it disappeared under his clothes.

Sexy wine marks, confused memories, the person from a long time ago appeared in the eyes of the sacrifice, how well she lived with him, the love of ordinary people, and the stay of ordinary people. But why, everything has changed...

Is it because of whom, she, or him, or they...

"Why don't you let go of the hatred in your heart? It's been so long, she's by your side now, what else do you want? Xi Lan thought of what he had done and asked loudly.

"Today is her death day, and we won't talk about that." The priest still poured wine, as if there was someone in the wine that he longed for, and he named his daughter Wu Nian just so that he would not miss her, but he couldn't do it at all.

Every time Wu Nian got sick, he wanted to kill that woman, but more, he was reluctant, he was afraid of losing her. He wasted so much thought before she came back. But there is a voice in the bottom of his heart, which has been bewitching him, kill her, kill her, and they will all be free.

Desperately throwing the voice in his heart out of his head, he felt that he had a long, long time ago Chongci living in his body. Every glass of wine can extinguish the fire in my heart... With every glass of wine, he could miss her once.

"The subordinates are back." The two men in black knelt in front of Jiang Yun, "How is the investigation, give me the results directly." The fierceness in the woman's eyes made a man tremble and replied, "It's the lord of Laocheng." ”

"The two who hurt the Suxin girl are the city lord's subordinates, and they are also the two who assassinated you and the prince!" Another added.

It's him again, the lord of Lao, "What's the situation now?" Jiang Yun asked through gritted teeth.

"Master Jiang is still spending time with him." With that, his eyes glanced at her secretly, and he hurriedly lowered his head again. The master's face was extremely poor, his face was pale, and his lips had lost their luster.

One of them boldly cared, "Miss, are you alright?" ”

Jiang Yun shook his hand weakly, and there was a dense pain in his heart, "Go back to the prince, he needs you." "The men in black left through the window and returned to their master...

The pain in the heart became clearer and clearer, like a knife cutting the heart, the cold sweat on the forehead kept dripping, the pale lips were bitten by the shell teeth and were about to bleed, and the pain did not decrease in the slightest.

Fortunately, there was no one around her at this time, and she slowly got up and wanted to lie on the bed, but the moment she got up, she fell to the ground and didn't hold on.

In the darkness, the shadow reappeared, and he gently picked her up, holding it like a treasure, and he couldn't reduce her pain, just like Wu Nian. He could only stay by her side and give her, the only warmth he had.

Seeing that her body was getting colder, the sacrifice was anxious, and he didn't find a thick quilt, so he simply hugged her into his arms. Her weak body leaned against his chest, her weak head hung down, and occasionally made a snorting sound, he could only hug her like coaxing Wu Nian, gently patting her back, he had a feeling of raising two daughters.

Cold sweat soaked her hair, sticky, the hair was glued to the sideburns, the soft and delicate lips became pale, the sacrifice Xu moved in his heart, leaned over and kissed her lips, tossed and turned, tentatively opened her mouth, but this girl, sleeping too vigilantly, did not open her mouth. Blazing hands, caressing her waist, rubbing. The hand dexterously swam from the rear to the front of the twin peaks.

The little girl, although not fully developed, has a basic appearance, and he can feel the scenery on his chest through his clothes. Full and firm, his chest became unusually hot.

Resisted the hope that reached in, and restrained the impulse in his body, she was sick, he couldn't do this, with the only reason he had, he forced himself to settle her down and leave quietly.

"Miss, are you awake?" Su Xin's voice sounded outside the door, Jiang Yun was still immersed in a dream, she saw a woman's heart with a sword, the woman's blurred face, Jiang Yun couldn't see clearly, but she could really feel her pain, her unwillingness, her stunned.

"Miss, Miss!" Seeing that she hadn't come back for a long time, Su Xin pushed open the door in fear, and saw that her young lady was lying on the bed safely, kicking the quilt restlessly, it seemed that she hadn't come out of her sleep yet, and she was helplessly cleaning up the room.

Let her sleep more, fine.