Chapter Seventy-Four: The End of the World

Chen Fuxin's face was gloomy, silent, his eyes had murderous intentions, and he stared at Wan Ling, as if he wanted to look at her in his eyes and never let her come out.

Wan Ling was surprised to see that the two tricks she used every day were useless, but because she didn't get dressed, she didn't dare to stand up, and she didn't know what to do for a while, her expression was stunned, and her face was full of surprise.

The man in front of him seemed to be far away from himself.

The end of the world is just around the corner!

Her face flushed, and she fell silent, no more.

The room suddenly fell silent, except for Chen Fuxin's heavy and angry gasps.

Sun Zhengwu's eyes flickered, his brows furrowed, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

Behind her, Chen Yuting laughed softly, which was particularly harsh in this quiet night.

After laughing for a moment, Chen Yuting smiled:

"Wan Ling, Chen Xiang really loves you, you don't know what to do, who is sincere to you, it is clear at a glance, you see, at this time, he is not like thunder, it is really rare."

Wan Ling couldn't help but look at Chen Yuting, only to see this woman who she usually called a sister and bewitched herself into committing to Sun Zhengwu, with a smile on her face at this time, a gentle face, and anxious, as if she was sincerely thinking about herself.

It's just that at this moment, her smile is so dazzling in Wan Ling's opinion.

And since Chen Fuxin came to the bedside, there has been no other action, allowing Wan Ling to roar and defend, coquettish, and silent.

Even Chen Yuting frowned slightly, unable to guess what Chen Fuxin was thinking.

It's just that none of them noticed that in the dark, where the candlelight could not shine, there were two lines of clear tears, gently sliding down the face of the elderly prime minister.

Is it heartache, or sadness, or is it the unwillingness to lose face?

He stood there quietly, staring at Wan Ling, watching her subconsciously shrink back, avoiding his gaze, and shrinking into a corner where the light could not shine.

This room is not big, but the endless darkness is like an eternal boundless ravine separating the two.

I thought that she would be my last true partner before she grew old!

Who is to blame for this situation?

He shook his head, as if a sigh came from the distant sky, he felt that he was dreaming now, and when he opened his eyes, he found that this qiē was nothing but an illusion, a nightmare.

For a moment, Chen Fuxin felt that Wan Ling in front of him was so far away, as if he had never seen this woman who slept with him every night.

He saw Luo Wanling's slender and white fingers, which he would hold tightly in his hands every night when she was asleep, and the gentle hands that he was reluctant to let go of were slowly moving away at this time, I don't know when, one was not careful, and let her break free, let go, and disappeared.

For a long time, a sigh.

"Wan Ling, you betrayed me."

Chen Fuxin finally spoke and said coldly.

Wan Ling's body shook, raised her head, and met her with Chen Fuxin's hollow full of sadness and despair. Eyes, she was about to open her mouth to defend herself, but when she saw Chen Fuxin's face suddenly sank, her eyes turned cold, she was afraid, she opened her mouth, and she couldn't speak.

Chen Fuxin in front of him seemed to have suddenly changed as a person, and he was no longer as submissive as before, just now his tone was cold, without a trace of warmth, as if he was talking to a stranger.

She also felt a pain in her heart.

"I didn't", Wan Ling's voice was very small, as if she no longer had the courage to speak loudly, she whispered, in the dark, in this silent air, a little sad, a little weird:

"How could I betray you? You love me so much, but Chen Xiang, although you love me and love me, but in today's situation, it is all my responsibility, and you are not wrong? ”

Wan Ling roared in a low voice in the dark, as if she wanted to spit out the grievances of her life, she smiled sadly, shook her head, and at some point, her beautiful and foxy eyes, full of tears, slid down her smooth cheeks.

What is it that makes the pain in the carved heart turn into two lines of hot tears and fall straight down.

What makes a once-lifetime oath a joke that doesn't stand up to scrutiny?

Even if he had already engraved the oath of the two people in his heart, he thought that he would never forget it until he died.

However, after all, it was a hypocrisy that Hua Qian Yuexia casually said.

Wan Ling was teary-eyed, looking up, Chen Fuxin in front of him was dominant in the entire country, and his power was tilted towards the government and the opposition, and even the Emperor of the Han Dynasty did not dare to underestimate him.

Even a little dazed, like a child who has lost a toy.

She suddenly felt a pain in her heart, could it be that she had lost him?

However, her gaze bypassed Chen Fuxin and looked at Sun Zhengwu, who was still kneeling on the ground.

Wan Ling looked at him deeply, looking at the man who was still sharing the joy of fish and water with her just now, at this time he was kneeling there quietly, not getting up.

After staring at it for a long time, I suddenly felt as if I had never seen Sun Zhengwu, and at this time, it seemed that the face was so unfamiliar.

But her heart is inexplicably sweet, this man, this man who has killed countless enemies on the battlefield and defended peace, knelt down for himself, right?

In the room, there was a deathly silence again.

Only Chen Fuxin's slight wheezing sound, in this darkness, tore through the air and reached everyone's ears.

The atmosphere was very oppressive.

Chen Yuting frowned, the development of things was a little unexpected, I thought that Chen Fuxin would be furious when he saw this scene, make things bigger, and let the people behind him come in to clean up the mess, but he didn't expect that he would stand in front of Wan Ling's bed for so long.

Chen Yuting felt a little bored, looked around, there was not a single chair in the room, she sighed, and was about to withdraw her gaze, when she suddenly found a strange light in the eyes of Sun Zhengwu, who had been kneeling opposite without making a sound.

Chen Yuting's heart moved, and she looked at it intently.

Sun Zhengwu seemed to be aware of it, and looked at Chen Yuting's gaze.

It seems that he is the murderous man on the battlefield again, in the bloody Shura battlefield, facing his enemies.

At this moment, there was an unconcealed rebelliousness and ferocity in his eyes.

Chen Yuting smiled slightly, not afraid, and met his murderous eyes.

For a long time, Sun Zhengwu snorted coldly, don't look over.

At his hand was a red wardrobe, where candlelight reflected his figure, pulling his shadow over the closet and blending in with the darkness.

At this time, it was midnight, outside the house, the darkness devoured everything in the world, not even a little light spilled out, and the unknown insects in the distance were chirping, as if waving their flags and shouting for the darkness to occupy this boundless land.

Only in this room, the faint candlelight still swore to defend the dignity of the light, and did not let the darkness pour in completely.

"Chen Xiang," even in the middle of the night, Chen Yuting's voice is still good, crisp and pleasant.

Chen Fuxin's body moved, turned his head, and looked at Chen Yuting under the flickering candlelight, this woman's beautiful face did not fade in the slight:

"It's getting late, I'm a little tired."

Chen Fuxin glanced at Chen Yuting deeply and replied:

"When people get old, they always like to think about some old days, and before they know it, they forget what they want to do."

Somehow, under Chen Fuxin's cold gaze, Chen Yuting felt a chill in her heart, she frowned slightly, suppressed this feeling, smiled slightly, and said:

"It seems that what Chen Xiang did must not be important, otherwise how could he think so much."

On the side, Wan Ling originally felt guilty and slightly remorseful, and wanted to tell Chen Fuxin what she thought in her heart, and even apologized and begged for a break, but when she heard Chen Yuting fanning the flames, she thought that she lost her mind and Sun Zhengwu was all picked up by her.

This qiē is all Chen Yuting's trap, her former close friend in the boudoir, is actually calculating step by step, forcing her to a dead end.

Seeing Chen Fuxin and her coming in the middle of the night, everything went according to her wishes, I don't know what the two of them are doing, anger surged in my heart, and I hated Chen Yuting and said:

"Slut! In vain, I usually have a heart-to-heart relationship with you, but you actually colluded with Chen Fuxin's wolf bèi and set up a trap to harm me! ”

Chen Fuxin saw that she was unrepentant, and immediately became angry, leaned down, leaned over, and slapped Wan Ling in the face.

The force was so great that it directly knocked Wan Ling's teeth to the bed, Wan Ling's cheeks instantly swollen, and blood flowed out of the gaped teeth.

Seeing this, Chen Yuting sighed and said leisurely:

"It's a pity that this face charms all beings, but after the puffiness, it is a little ugly, I don't know if Mrs. has ever remorse for her actions?"

Wan Ling ignored her.

The man who has always been submissive to himself dares to beat her, he is sorry for himself!

He always thought that he would forgive himself for making a big mistake, but now he actually slapped himself in front of everyone.

He must have been bewitched by Chen Yuting and lost his mind!

She glanced at Chen Fuxin, saw that he was still angry, and didn't dare to be angry with him anymore, and when she saw Chen Yuting again, she was indignant in her heart, and she didn't care about the lack of an inch on her body, she stood up, opened her self-ventilating mouth, and scolded Chen Yuting vaguely, and said:

"Slut! You hurt me a lot, and you have your face fanning the flames on the side! You two dog guys. Female"

Wan Ling was furious, and in order to scold, she subconsciously took a step forward and just half leaned down.

Seeing that she was so obsessed, Chen Fuxin was disappointed in his heart, his face sank, and he raised his foot and kicked towards Wan Ling.

Wan Ling was caught off guard, was kicked hard, her body fell upside down, her qi and blood reversed, and with a "wow" sound, she spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, Wan Ling was shocked and angry in her heart, and her body hurt again, after being kicked, her face became sallow, and she was about to scold in anger, but when she opened her mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

It took a long time for her to gasp for breath and come to her senses, and the wolf sat on the ground with desperate and fierce eyes.

She looked coldly at Sun Zhengwu, who had been kneeling on the ground and had never made a sound, gritted her teeth and scolded:

"Are you a piece of shit? Did you just say that you want to show your strength with me, so that I will no longer suffer with him? How did you see that after he hit me, you became a wretch? ”

Sun Zhengwu frowned and stood up.