Chapter Ninety-Eight: His Weakness
The moonlight is getting thicker, and the breeze is still unabated. Seven Shadows sent Ruan Wushuang back to Ruan's Mansion unharmed before leaving, Ruan Wushuang went to the Qiange Courtyard in a depressed heart, obviously she had just quarreled with Dugu Liancheng, and her mood was not much better.
Now that he thinks about it carefully, he is just annoyed that she is ignoring her own safety, but she also has her own thoughts, how can she be alone when she fights with sinister people? And in this life, if she wants to reverse the fortune of the Ruan family, she is doomed to life and death, and her safety is second to the mission in her heart.
Fang stepped into the shallow song courtyard, and the hoarse and low voice of the moon brake was heard.
"You stupid woman still know to come back?" he thought she wasn't coming back tonight.
Hearing the sound and raising her eyes, she saw Yuesha sitting on the roof drinking alone, and when the words fell, he also took a sip, under the hazy moonlight, she couldn't see the look on his face, but she could see his wine that was glowing like a glow down the corners of his mouth.
"If you don't go to sleep at night, what kind of wine do you drink?" Ruan Wushuang said bluntly, his eyebrows quietly wrinkled, could it be that this moon brake has something on his mind, so he borrowed wine to dispel his sorrows?
His blurred but sober eyes seemed to sweep over her clothes, and the black bamboo white clothes looked dazzling in the cold moonlight, and he couldn't bear how uncomfortable he was, but he could only endure it.
He admits that he is ruthless and cold, and has never frowned once after killing countless people, but he was quietly affected by her joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and when she fell off the cliff, he realized that his heart finally touched the most untouchable thing in this life, and committed the biggest taboo in the killer's life.
"I've been cold all my life, what can I do?" he chuckled, grabbing the wine jar and pouring it again. That smile hid a little self-deprecation, a little loneliness, and he didn't know whether he said it to Ruan Wushuang or himself.
"What kind of wine are you drinking that night? It's still on my roof, if you don't sleep, I'll sleep again!" Ruan Wushuang frowned and said, she always felt that tonight's moon brake was weird, but she couldn't tell where it was, just like the wind, when she wanted to catch it, she slipped away from her fingers.
Yuesha naturally understood the meaning of her words, secretly smiled bitterly, lifted the wine altar and stepped down from the roof in a chic manner, he passed by her, his face was expressionless, and the loneliness under his eyes seemed to be blurred by thick ink, but she didn't notice it, and walked slowly towards the room.
Entering the house, Ruan Wushuang did not light the lamp, but he did not go to bed for a long time, but first untied the ribbon that bound thousands of green silks, because Dugu Liancheng threw it, the green silk was wet, and the dark white ribbon was untied, and the green silk glued together by water was like an unopened peach blossom budding to be released.
Faded off the coat, but the dirty clothes inside were soaked, just now she only took Dugu Liancheng's coat, she was afraid that he would have no coat and no dirty clothes, but in the end, she was worried, how could the black-hearted one be cold? Secretly chuckled and shook his head.
After bathing in this Dugu Liancheng, he knew that the outer robe was worn by Ruan Wushuang, so he called Qiying to take another purple robe.
"Master's clothes?" Qiying held the clothes that Dugu Liancheng had just changed from bathing in one hand, and the wet clothes that Ruan Wushuang had faded off with the other, his expression was a little strange, and he couldn't help but guess what happened to the master and Miss Wushuang just now?
"Handled. He said lightly, and when the words fell, he had already walked away.
Seven Shadows can probably understand what their master means, the master doesn't like the land of fireworks, and his clothes are now contaminated with the breath of where, so he will give it up, but why should this unparalleled lady deal with it?
And where is the master going to go at night? Could it be that he is going to Ruan's Mansion to find Miss Wushuang? But isn't Miss Wushuang just returning home from here? Master, this is not seen for a night, and it is like every other three autumns? Thinking of this, Qiying smiled ambiguously.
Ruan Wushuang just lay down, but he could hear the movement of opening the door, his heart sank, and before she could make a move, the whole person was wrapped in a warm and solid embrace.
Just smelling the familiar smell, she knew who it was, and at the same time she couldn't help but be petty, she didn't forget how he treated her just now, although he was thinking about her, but the method was a little unforgettable.
She stiffened her back to him, he hugged her tightly, as if trying to rub her into his body, the tip of his nose against the top of her hair, sniffing the faint fragrance of hair, and mixed with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms on her body, his mind couldn't help but shake.
"Still angry, huh?" he said, his tone as gentle as water, tickling his heart.
When she came out of the secret room, she thought that he would say something about it, or catch up, but no, it was impossible to say that she was not lost in her heart, and now that he came, she was more than happy, but more grievances.
"What are you still doing?" her tone was hard, but she could smell the annoyance in her words.
"I'm sorry. He said lightly. He knew that she was annoyed with him in his heart, and unconsciously his tone was a little more helpless, and he was always indifferent when it came to her.
In the eyes of the world, Dugu Liancheng is a decisive victory for thousands of miles, without any flaws, the untouchable God of War, who seems to be unstained with dust and fireworks, and a person like a clear breeze and bright moon, but only he knows that his weakness is her, she is like a lifeblood connected to his heart, and others can't touch it.
Hearing this, Ruan Wushuang's long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, she heard it right! Dugu Liancheng, he actually said those three words to her.
"Dugu Liancheng, I know you're worried about me, but I'm not a stupid person, I know how to do what I can. Ruan Wushuang spoke softly, no longer annoyed, and unconsciously a little more gentle, and then she turned sideways to face him.
was as proud as he was, but he said those three words to her, and besides, she was not a vexatious person, and she would definitely not stalemate with him because of this, and she felt uncomfortable in her heart.
Slightly raised his eyes to touch his drooping eyes, his phoenix eyes were like a silent spring, suddenly sparkling, and he responded to the sentence: Silence is better than sound, as if reading a lot of things from his eyes.
"I know you're not stupid,......" he said, his cool fingers brushed the green silk between her temples and said, "But more than anything, I'm more afraid of losing you." "Anything, including your own life, if these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are without you, no matter how splendid and prosperous, it seems to be as boring as losing color.
Dugu Liancheng is actually not as powerful as the world thinks, but the world doesn't know his extremely well-hidden vulnerability, he lost his mother at a young age, he was sick with cold, exiled to the frontier, left to fend for himself, and assassination is a common thing.
What's more, he almost died on the frontier, at that time, what supported him to fight his way out of the encirclement, in addition to taking away the position of Bo Qing's father, was her, the moon seemed to be red that night, and the blood flowed like a river that night, he only knew that he couldn't die, and he still had to go back to Chang'an to see her.