Feng Lian's eyes were stunned.

"It seems that this king still underestimates you."

Feng Lian's voice was as warm and easy-going as his own.

Even if you're in prison, you won't let yourself be left behind.

Maybe everything that happened today was what he expected.

But there was only one thing, Feng Lian had never thought of this possibility.

Rong Sui was moved by Yun Chu.

Feng Lian admits that he has ambitions, yes, all the time.

He hid so deeply that he even lied to himself.

But only for Yun Chu, he paid sincerely.

He could have let go of his ambitions for her, let go of everything, but he still missed it.

At the beginning, he thought about taking Yun Chu away.

Everything was planned, and she was determined to give up everything as long as she wanted.

But the tragedy of Concubine Rou more than ten years ago made him hesitate and regress.

What if you escape, you will be chased and executed on the spot.

Feng Lian can't afford to gamble.

He couldn't gamble with Ah Chu's life.

But now, no matter how much he regrets it and how hard he tries, he can't go back.

Feng Lian is not stupid, he will not be stupid, if he can't get it, he will be destroyed.

He hopes that Yun Chu can be happy, happy, and have a better life.

And he can't give these anymore.

What about Acquiescence?

Can he give it?

He was a eunuch who had lost a part of his innateness.

Over the years, how many people he has offended, and how many enemies he has, I can't count them at all.

Yun Chu will not be stable with him, but will only be endlessly insecure.

As long as the above two points are needed, Feng Lian will not give Rong Sui a chance.

The man in white raised his eyes and hooked his lips lightly: "Rong Sui, no one knows Ah Chu better than me." ”

Hearing this, Rong Sui clenched his hand under his sleeve, and his finger bones turned pale from the exertion.

"Did you know she has a mole on her chest?"

As the words fell, the man on the rattan chair stiffened slightly.

After a while, his whole body was cold, and his breath was sluggish.

He squinted, his lips bleeding.

The person opposite, the phoenix eyes were full and sweet, and he seemed to be in recollection.

The corners of his lips are curled, not embarrassed, but the posture of a clear winner.

"You don't, I guess."

Feng Lian suppressed the emotions in her eyes and spoke indifferently and casually.

"You are a eunuch and a eunuch, how could she let you touch her?"

"You're not eligible."

"You don't deserve her."

"You ......"

Another silver needle pierced into the flesh and bones, and Feng Lian frowned.

Laughed.

"Annoyance and anger can't change the facts."

…

Rong Sui didn't know when he walked out of the torture room.

When he came out, he was depressed and his eyes glazed.

The secret guard was worried: "My lord, do you want to go and ask for a doctor?" ”

The young man with his eyes lowered raised his eyes, his eyes stunned and helpless.

"No, you don't."

His voice was low, his steps were messy, and he had no strength.

The dark guard watched, and couldn't bear it, and escorted him all the way back to the room.

Immediately after, the adult asked for a jar of wine.

The mellow wine is poured one by one, and the stomach is eaten one by one.

The eyes of the young man are becoming more and more blurred and trance-like.

He blinked, trying to sober up at the world.

Suddenly stunned again.

Why drink alcohol?

Drinking is just to keep yourself awake and not to think about it.

However, it seems that I want to think more.

It seems that there are a lot of small worms gnawing at the heart, numb, and it hurts from time to time.

Rong Sui has always wanted to know why his mother was hunted down to the ends of the earth, and he didn't hate that man, and he was full of joy until he died.

He never understood.

Until that day, the woman pressed a hairpin against the side of his neck.

He suddenly felt that it would be good if he died at her hands.

So, he found the answer.

He also admitted that he had a heart for the woman.