When I closed my eyes and opened them again, I saw a sneering sneer on the corner of Dry Guhuan's lips.

But it was a matter of a moment, and it immediately converged.

"Ah Nong, you shouldn't be soft-hearted." The man said softly, unable to hear how much emotion fluctuated in his tone.

The words still sounded soft, falling on the ears of autumn, but they made people feel a shiver for no reason.

Is she soft-hearted?

She was suddenly a little confused.

Seeing Zhan Yu's crazy appearance, he wept and repented in front of her, he regretted it, he was in pain.

Did she really relent because of this?

No, it's not like this, she doesn't have a soft heart, these are all retribution for the war royal, why should she be soft-hearted?

She was going to skin him, cut open his chest, and see if the heart inside was red or black.

Thinking of this, she felt that Dry Guhuan's words were really ridiculous, so she also sneered back: "How do you know that I will be soft-hearted? ”

After a pause, her fingers bent slightly, hooked the wine glass on the table, spun it slightly, and sneered: "How can a person who doesn't have a heart be soft-hearted?" ”

Her heart has long been dug out by Baiyuan.

Moreover, it was Zhan Yu who watched her heart being dug out, and he said that he wanted to see what color her heart was.

She also wants to see what color Zhan Yu's heart is!!

"Do you know what he's dreaming about right now?"

Dry Guhuan asked her suddenly.

She looked at Zhan Yu, the man was lying there, the cold and hard edges and corners of the day seemed to have eased a little in the candlelight, soft and deep.

Her tone was cold and unconcerned: "I don't know." ”

As soon as this sentence came out, she realized that in fact, she wanted to know what Zhan Yu wanted most now, and she didn't know if she wanted to do what she liked, but she just wanted to know.

It's a mixed feeling.

Dry Guhuan's eyes are too bright, like light that penetrates people's hearts.

The man's tone was not up and down: "In his dreams, they are all bloody disasters." ”

It was a grand slaughter, and in the dream of the war emperor, blood stained the entire palace red.

"How do you know?"

Qiu Yi was stunned, how did he know what was in Zhan Yu's dream?

Even if we know each other again, it is impossible to be so clear.

The man sat opposite her, suddenly opened his eyebrows, and when he laughed, he was very elegant, but he had a chill of alienation, and said coldly: "Ah Nong should understand his dream, what he wants, what the dream is." ”

Autumn's heart trembled.

What the War Emperor wants is the world, the blood piled up with blood.

It is the throne that is dyed red with her Zhao family and her blood.

She was speechless.

Dry Guhuan, this man, understands people's hearts the most.

She didn't know how Dry Guhuan knew, but she believed that this man was right.

The dry bones looked at it faintly, and the light in the eyes was all extinguished, gray, looking at the autumn mood, indescribably deep and depressing.

In the end, without saying anything, he stood up and left quietly.

She sat at the dining table, watching his snow-white figure gradually disappear in the dim candlelight in the courtyard, and her heart suddenly gave birth to infinitely suppressed emotions, looking at his back, gradually blending into the night, Xiao Liao infinitely, and finally disappeared.

This man was born lonely.

The candlelight was so dim, the back of the man Qinghua was so lonely, and her heart suddenly became very sad.