He Caiwei, who was stunned for a moment, froze in her hands, and the silver bowl and silver spoon rolled to the ground from the window edge at the same time, swaying and turning a few times, all of which fell crookedly on the bluestone slab under the eaves. The sound of the silverstone collision was still crisp and slender, but it sounded deafening to He Caiwei's heart, and it reminded her to wake up quickly for the first time.

He was under the tree and she was in front of the window, looking at each other from a distance, speechless for a while, and no one took a step closer. He Caiwei's clenched palms were hidden under Ayaluo's wide sleeves, and when she closed her eyes deeply and spoke again, she couldn't see any unusual emotions.

"Heh, it turns out that Xinche will also hold grudges. It's a reunion of old people, why don't you even mention my name? ”

She choked a sentence half jokingly and half mockingly, and Xinche was not annoyed, but only replied in a deep voice.

"Lord He, don't come unharmed."

She can finally stop calling him "Master", she can finally call him by his first name generously, and finally she can not pretend to be weak and pretend to be empathetic and gentle and considerate, so it seems that there is still some benefit to tearing her face. This person used to be all her beliefs and pursuits, but now she has become someone else's heart, no matter when they meet, they will always call themselves lukewarmly, "He donor".

"Don't come unharmed, how is it possible? Don't you know who I am at this moment? I, He Caiwei, am now a young lady from a family with a background and status, and I am also one of the concubines with rank and title in this palace. ”

"Congratulations."

He Caiwei's pretended gesture was still in the air, and her cold "congratulations" was like a cold arrow hitting the bull's-eye. Speechless for a moment, she was stunned for a moment, and finally withdrew her arm dejectedly, leaving only a helpless wry smile.

"The heart is clear, the heart is clear. It's still the gentlest and most cruel monk, who can always make up for my most painful spots. ”

She was a woman who escaped marriage with her life, and the happy marriage she imagined was never for glory and wealth, she thought Xinche should know, but in fact she was never concerned.

"I heard that Yin Suwen was lucky, he was rescued by a monk, and I knew it would be you."

"So you're admitting?"

"Naturally, I confessed that I never intended to hide anything, at least in the face of you."

He Caiwei's undisguised hatred still made Xinche's heart move slightly. There was a little strange emotion in that flash, some anger and some pity. He Caiwei suddenly chuckled.

"Xinche, I won't hide anything you want to know, such as my hatred for Yin Suwen and my love for you."

At this time, the sky is still bright. The flowers are also blooming brilliantly. He Caiwei unexpectedly said the word "love". Pity. The "love" she had hidden and cherished for a long time was no different from those petals that just fell in her heart, gently brushing the corners of her clothes on her shoulders, and a gust of wind blew them all away.

"Actually, I'm curious. Yin Su asked how such a woman could win the favor of men all over the world except for her coquettish attitude, but she was just a puddle of bland and tasteless water. Zhang Shaoqing needless to say, you know, now even the emperor is a special favor for her every night, even ??????"

"What a donor! Don't say anything about indecency, or less sin of tongue. ”

Xin Che is not good at the battle of words, especially when facing He Caiwei. He thought that he was calm and calm, and would not be provoked and affected by any words, but in fact, with He Caiwei's words, the rosary in his hand was still unconsciously out of rhythm.

As soon as he said something to stop him, a little triumphant smile flashed in He Caiwei's eyes. She leaned on half of the window lattice with one hand on her cheek, her greedy eyes surrounded her heart, she looked innocent and lovely, but what she said was vicious.

"I'm not afraid of evil, and the bowl of Meng Po soup in Huangquan Hell will be completely forgotten. I'm just afraid of you, this time it will be in vain to go to the soup and sacrifice your life to help, why bother. ”

He Caiwei has still changed, and she has not seen the slightest appearance of the past, even when facing her heart, she is all bitter and mean. Xin Che looked at such a change, and suddenly realized that he was probably going to run away in vain today.

He accepted Li Xiuming's temptation, and after confirming He Caiwei's behavior, he decided that he should come to see her at the moment before he was about to reveal the truth, turn back, and maybe have a chance to persuade her to put down the butcher's knife. He thought and did so, both out of a little compassion and out of a little guilt. I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me, and if there is a debt, there will be cause and effect, and my heart thinks that I am trying my best to make up for it.

"Amitabha, it's useless to talk too much. Since the donor has no scruples, the poor monk will no longer persuade him, just one sentence, do you plan to stop in time? It's never too late to rein in the precipice. ”

has no ability to turn the tide, only the last bit of kindness to persuade her, but He Caiwei is like a black iron and does not appreciate it.

"Xinche, you were originally going to beg me, why don't you have the attitude of begging at all? What is the benefactor, what is the girl, it is better to call Cai Wei to listen, if you are really convinced, maybe I will consider letting her go. ”

He Caiwei smiled even more happily for a while, completely unconcerned, and couldn't bear to hide the last bit of persistence in her heart. When she was smiling, He Caiwei's face flushed at the same time, and the posture of leaning on the window frame had somehow turned into a soft appearance of leaning out most of her body and slowly approaching Xinche. Seeing that a tender lotus-like arm was about to poke into Xinche's chest, the white shirt waved in time for a burst of sandalwood fragrance to waft up before the soft fragrance that came with the arm was washed away.

"What a donor, the flow of charm is useless to me. In addition, the poor monk did not come here to ask you for anything, but only to exhort you that if you can let go of all the Dharma and confess your sins, you will not make a big mistake one day. ”

He Caiwei secretly practiced the fox forbidden technique by herself, which was already a small success, but at this time, she was suddenly exposed by Xin Che, and she was inevitably a little annoyed for a while, and when she heard him say "confess her guilt", she couldn't help but be angry, and immediately lost her temper.

"It's ridiculous! At this time, you are still talking to me about the great principle of becoming a Buddha on the ground. Xinche, I'll tell you, it's all your fault! Whether it is my change or Yin Suwen's suffering, it is all caused by you, but you are so cowardly and never dare to admit it, dare not admit love, and dare not admit hate! Who are you mine? What is the identity of the person who came to me to point fingers now? I, He Caiwei, am no longer the fool in the Donghuang Valley back then! ”

Whoever loves someone more can always be the one who admits defeat, He Caiwei at such a moment. She couldn't help herself and went crazy, and put all the blame on Xin Che and Yin Suwen with all her might, shouting about her innocence and affection, but she didn't get a little response from Xin Che from beginning to end.

Even if it's disgust, hatred, or something else, He Caiwei just wants to see something that can make waves from her heart's clear expression and eyes, so as to prove that she is still a little different. Alas, nothing.

Xinche listened to He Caiwei's accusations and complaints very calmly, and even closed her eyes lightly for a while and couldn't see the slightest emotional ups and downs, until she finally got a little exhausted before she finally took a few steps closer and whispered.

"If you do much injustice, you will be killed. What a donor, let's do it for yourself. (To be continued.) )