Yan Zhenrui exuded anger and resentment all over his body, which made people shudder.

The guard stood there silently, like a zombie hidden in the darkness, he couldn't even hold his breath, not wanting anyone to find out.

But he didn't dare to leave, so he could only wait in silence for the prince to lose his temper. But what about the resentment beyond that anger? This makes the prince, who has always been invincible and not bad King Kong, a little more weak and pitiful.

Bah. If it weren't for the fact that the situation didn't allow it, he would have beaten himself a few times, how could the prince be associated with these two words? I must have read it wrong.

Maybe it's dissatisfaction and suffocation.

I don't know whose problem it is.

The prince must have no problem, don't dare to say anything else, this, everyone can see, he has no problem with the royal girl on the eve - of course, the key is to have a living woman for him to touch.

It must be that this new beauty is not to be spoiled.

This is not a new thing, and the women around the prince have not stayed long. Miss Zhou is an exception, but she has not been reduced to an ordinary slave.

But he became a slave, and the prince still let people follow, and everything had to be reported to the prince. It's not that the prince is idle, how can the prince be criticized, it must be that Chu Meiren is not charming enough to tie the prince's mind to her.

This guard is like a puppet who can't speak or think, and everything he sees and sees has to be given to Yan Zhenrui as it is, but that doesn't mean he has no ideas.

His idea is very simple, that is, to be loyal to the prince. But now he was bored, and he slandered him for a long time.

Hearing this, Yan Zhenrui said, "Stand down." ”

The guard came back to his senses, saluted and withdrew, disappearing into the darkness.

After a while, I saw Yan Zhenrui pacing out the door. He didn't know where the prince was going, and after thinking for a while, he still fell far behind and followed silently.

Yan Zhenrui is like a lonely ghost, wandering around in the dark night. He walked aimlessly, and he didn't know where he was going. What are you going to do in the middle of the night? He only felt a fire burning in his heart. His limbs and bones were burned, and his internal organs were about to be scorched, as if they could turn to ashes when they were rubbed, and they would fly away with the wind.

Raise your eyes. The front is sparkling. Unconsciously. I actually arrived at Jingyue Lake. He suddenly remembered that he had searched for Zhou Zhiqing all over the night and disappeared, and he thought that she had escaped. That night, his anger was beyond words. He longed to get her back, to remove her legs, to break off her wings, so that she could only be trapped by his side for the rest of her life, and she could not go anywhere.

But he also understands that he can't do it. The more she hurts, the more she wants to laugh, her tears are rarer than gold, she is a stubborn girl who refuses to say that she suffers, refuses to call when she hurts, and refuses to show her grievances no matter how big she is. Even if he really cut off her legs, she would not give in to him, she would still smile brightly, but she was no longer the Zhou Zhiqing who dared to flirt with her son on the street and was reckless.

If it weren't for the wanton, willful, and flying Zhou Zhiqing, what difference would she make between being alive and dead?

She came back that night, and her excuse turned out to be just to take a bath in this Mirror Moon Lake. Recalling the relief of that day, Yan Zhenrui's heart was a little inexplicably sweet, but at the same time, he was also panicked and uneasy.

He seemed to be about to see his heart clearly, but it was precisely because he wanted to see his mind clearly, and he couldn't see Zhou Zhiqing's mind clearly, that he became more and more angry every time.

Because he couldn't hold it.

The human heart is the most difficult to fathom, but no one's heart is as clear as Zhou Zhiqing, and the more he understands, the more difficult it is for him to grasp. He thought, maybe it's not that he can't master it, but he doesn't want to, while he masters her, he must first put down his body and admit something to her, this admission is his surrender, his admission of defeat.

He feasted the prince, how could he admit defeat to a woman?

Yes, he shouldn't throw in the towel, and he won't throw in the towel.

But it was so uncomfortable, it seemed that there was a huge force circling around the meridians around his body, and he couldn't submit it. Yan Zhenrui suddenly jumped into the slightly cool lake.

The guards behind him were frightened, he had been by Yan Zhenrui's side for many years, and he had encountered all kinds of difficult situations, but he had never seen his own prince commit suicide by jumping into the lake when he was so decadent?

He stepped over in a few steps, and was almost about to shout, "Someone, save the prince." ”

Damn, the prince committed suicide by throwing himself into the water. As soon as these words were announced, the prince's reputation was ruined, and they stopped living.

At this moment, the water in the center of the lake was surging, and Yan Zhenrui exposed his upper body and breathed in the fresh air. The guard retreated silently behind the trees, like a silent and silent cat.

In the heart of the lake, Yan Zhenrui wiped his wet face with his wet sleeves.

The maids in the moon curie are going in and out in a nervous and orderly manner. There are those who fetch water, those who hold scarves, and those who hold clothes and hairpin ring jewelry.

In the clean room, Chu Meiyu soaked in the bathtub, her eyes closed, and there was no blood on her bright face. Zhou Zhiqing squatted aside with a faint expression, scooped up hot water with a small scoop, and gently poured it on her body.

Seeing her naked wrapped in a brocade quilt and carried in by two guards, Zhou Zhiqing felt a sharp pain in her heart for a moment, and the scene that had once hit her mind made her unbearable pain. But at the same time, because she was just reliving the pain, and the pain was not on herself, she finally relieved it.

I don't know what Chu Meiyu is thinking.

From the moment she entered the door, she didn't make a sound, her face was snow-white, and there was a fragile beauty that was about to wither, and people who watched it were distressed.

However, Zhou Zhiqing is not so kind-hearted and unprincipled.

It can be seen from her face that the result of this sleep is not so good, otherwise with Chu Meiyu's temperament, it will never be what it is now.

However, since Chu Meiyu chose Yan Zhenrui, then she should bear the qiē that Yan Zhenrui brought her, otherwise she would try to change her situation.

or change Yan Zhenrui, or change herself, so that she can accept this treatment safely.

Zhou Zhiqing tried her best to be an irrelevant spectator.

Chu Meiyu suddenly opened her eyes, and her gaze fell on Zhou Zhiqing's face, like a dagger shining with cold light. She looked at Zhou Zhiqing mockingly and asked, "Were you like this before?" ”

No longer the generosity, grace and gentleness she used to be, it turns out that she can speak so sharply and sharply.

Zhou Zhiqing didn't answer, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Chu Meiyu laughed twice, with sadness in her laughter, and said: "In the past, it was the honor and glory of several lifetimes to only be able to serve the prince, but it turns out that these honors and glory come at a price. ”

Zhou Zhiqing still didn't answer. This is the most basic truth, the harder you want, the greater the price you have to pay.

This is also the motivation for many people to fight for the top, but before they fight, people see the scenery, and when they encounter hardships, they realize the depth of the price, and sometimes it may not be what they can bear.

The first watch will be delivered, see you at 8 p.m. (To be continued......)