The night is vast, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, the cold moon is hidden in the black clouds, a ray of light is also stingy to give, a rainstorm suddenly comes, rolling up the heat all over the ground, the wind rises suddenly, lightning and thunder, a depression.

When Zhen Yue returned to Qiaoyunju, half of her body was soaked, Xiaoli was not scared when she saw this, even if she was grounded in Qiaoyunju, no matter how big the predicament was, she didn't see the girl disheartened, Xiaoli hurriedly took off her soaked clothes.

Zhen Yue was like a puppet, let Xiaoli fiddle with it, because it was raining, her face was a little pale, even in the middle of summer, a rainstorm finally lowered the temperature, and the air was cold and warm.

"Xiaoli, a woman has no power and no power, only one treasure, and this baby man doesn't want it, what do you say this man wants?"

Her voice was a little hesitant, like a white cloud drifting farther and farther away in the sky, gradually revealing a trace of desolation, Xiaoli didn't understand a little, but she still thought seriously, suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she replied: "It's the person who wants her." ”

I saw Zhen Yue's whole body tremble suddenly, her thin body shook like a piece of paper, and it seemed that someone had poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, the cold was uncomfortable, she suddenly climbed onto the bed, got into the brocade quilt, and pulled the quilt tightly with both hands, as if pulling the last straw, and her whole body trembled.

"Girl, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. ”

She shrank in the corner, shook her head and said, "I'm fine, I'm sleepy, you go to the side hall to rest, I want to be quiet tonight." ”

"Girl, take a bath first and then get some rest."

"No, I'm tired."

Qiaoyunju was shrouded in night. Outside the house crackled, the wind roared, the rain of whips crashed against the window lattice, like an angry beast, lightning pierced the dark night, and the dull thunder roared like a cannon.

Xiaoli blew out the candle and gently closed the door.

She heard the door slamming, and a slight choking slowly overflowed, and she gritted her teeth and told herself not to cry, not to cry. But too many are unwilling to surge out. Just like the pent-up rainstorm on the sky, I just want to vent, people in troubled times just want to live well. Live and fall. Live freely. Why is it so difficult for her to be alone, always trapped in her legs.

She never wanted to get entangled with too many people, and she never took the initiative to get close to others in Qilinfang. Don't dare to have any intersections, just for fear of giving birth to love and being coerced by others, she can kill people without blinking, but she can't let her relatives and friends suffer, he just grabbed her weakness and made it difficult for her to walk, even if she didn't give her soft fragrant bones, how could she escape! She seemed to see the light of freedom fading and fading, surrounded by the darkness that consumed her.

She would rather die than enter the Smoke Palace, how could she sacrifice her body and freedom, what should she do? She choked up and cried, as if venting all these years of helplessness, she remembered that Ah Qiu was in the corpse kiln, and said in a sonorous voice to stand up! Live for the faith in your heart! One day, tell the people who have mutilated you that they can't beat you!

It was the first time in her life that she killed someone, the first time that morality in more than 20 years collapsed, thinking that the whole world had abandoned her, she was just a lonely soul in another world, adhering to the concept of freedom and peace, trying to find a pure land in the cruel troubled times, but she was finally trapped in the jujube mud, and it was difficult to walk.

If she loses her freedom and her body, what is left of her? How could she be willing! She keeps fighting against fate, but she never really wins, is it to give up everything so that she can really start?

The majestic rain washed away overnight, the earth was refreshing, the heat of two months also subsided, the air was moist and sweet, the sky was blue like a mirror lake, at a glance, it was like an endless sea, it made people feel refreshed, the rain and dew on the bamboo leaves bounced, naughty like a little elf, the flowers bloomed overnight and were incomparably glamorous, and the fragrance was rich.

Zhen Yue got up early in the morning, and took a quiet bath, looking calm, as if nothing had happened, everything was buried last night, and today is a new day, she wore a very plain white veil, her hair was combed on one side at will, soft like a waterfall, fragrant and fragrant.

Xiao Li stayed quietly on the side, but her heart was extremely uneasy, too calm, making her feel that everything was unusual, until noon, Zhen Yue asked people to call May, when May left, her face was surprised, but her face that was always smiling on weekdays became shocked and serious, and her steps were a little suspenseful.

After nightfall, Zhen Yue simply ate, and stood under the locust tree looking out of the courtyard, and in less than a moment, May came with a long lamp in her hand, the lights were bright, and the shadows were beautiful.

"Girl."

Zhen Yue just walked forward, she was pulled by Xiao Li with a worried face, she knew that Xiao Li had been nervous since last night, and now seeing that she was going to leave with May, she was afraid that she would be as sad as she came back last night.

"It's okay, don't worry."

Zhen Yue patted her hand, comforted her, and left Qiaoyunju without looking back.

The cold moon is like a hook, after a rainstorm, the weather gradually turns colder, the cool wind blows her light gauze skirt, like an immortal who has ascended to the sky, her hair is curled at will, a bunch of hair is flying with the wind, her eyes are dim, faintly there is absolute, like an awe-inspiring person who is running to death.

May sent her to the place, and bowed her body and retreated, even the maids outside were sent down, although the corners of her mouth were smiling, but unlike before, the smile was deeper.

The night is vast, the fragrance of mulberry leaves wafts through the air, the black silk curtain moves without wind, the fine lines of the falcon on it are lifelike, the workmanship is fine, and the night is getting darker and darker, as if it is endless.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the gentle opening of the door, instantly sounded in the silent space, bringing a chill, followed by the sound of slow footsteps, the collision of tea utensils, the sound of Yingying water drifted into the ears, I thought it was drinking tea in the outer hall, not long after, the door tent in the inner room was lifted, the footsteps came suddenly, suddenly stopped, the gasp was extremely clear, obviously I saw her.

She stood quietly on the side of the wide bed, dressed in a pure white splendid long yarn, with a straight back, even if her back was facing away, it was difficult to hide her heroic posture, three thousand green silk with a wooden hairpin, simple and refreshing, the candlestick of the green dragon was bright, the illuminated room was charming, and the light sprinkled on her body, dazzling.

Zhen Yue from the time he entered the house to the time he drank tea, the whole nerve was tense, like a string, and her hearing was even more sensitive to shock, every time she approached, she could mention her throat, her shoulders were just barely straight, and the slightest movement could alarm her.

Bei Mo Ling recovered from the shock, slowly walked towards her, looked at the firmness she had forced, and her voice was low to hoarse: "Why are you here?" This is Zhang Hua Pavilion, the residence where he rests every day, and the people who can come in are except for himself, it is May, and his long eyebrows are slightly raised. (To be continued.) )