Two

When I woke up from my dream and opened my eyes, Hua Xiangrong was already standing by the bed, staring at me blankly.

My heart was bad, I struggled to get up, but my whole body was numb, and the slightest movement was like a thousand ants gnawing at pain, trying to take a breath of true qi, but I found that the dantian was empty.

"It's too unkind for you to use the techniques I taught you to spy on my actions!" Hua Xiangrong was as kind as ever, but he grabbed my placket with his hand, and his strength was amazing, and he directly lifted me up and fell to the ground.

"Since you use the technique so unkindly, you should be prepared to be counterattacked by the technique."

"Hmph, is it that I'm not kind or the technique itself is not kind, besides, such an unkind technique was also developed by you!" I snorted coldly, I couldn't escape anyway, so I just tore my face with her completely.

"You're so hard-mouthed! When it comes to this, I still refuse to fall behind. Her eyes were full of fierceness, and her red lips almost gave her a bite of blood, which showed how much she hated me.

I guess she even felt the urge to slap me again, but she held back: "I really want to kill you, but it's not time yet." You'd better watch me perform quietly! ”

She first plugged my mouth with a silk handkerchief, then tied me with a rope, carried me directly on her shoulders like a man, and returned to her hot spring room, at this time the strong aroma of the room had dissipated, and only a light and sweet narcissus fragrance remained in the air.

I know that Hua Xiangrong likes narcissus the most, but when someone asks her, she always says that she likes roses, which is based on roses that are often burned in her room, and the hot spring pool outside the house is widely planted with narcissus, and the sliding door of the house is always closed in winter, isolating the natural fragrance of flowers.

"He'll be here in a minute, I'll have to get dressed!" She smiled knowingly, sat down at the dresser, and brushed her hair in front of the mirror.

I saw that she showed the coquettishness of an innocent girl, with a little unnatural artificiality, far less normal than the vicious murder she had just now, so I cautiously asked, "Who is he?" Who's coming? ”

Hua Xiangrong turned her head and glared at me with a pout: "You want to care?" Then he asked himself and replied: "Of course it's Ah Yu!" The person I love the most. ”

"What do you say? Pander to...... Zhu Xieyu is not dead? ”

I was in a burst of ecstasy that I had regained, and I couldn't care that she was abnormal, and I asked her anxiously.

"By the way, you're still here, it's too much of an eyesore." She looked like a delicate and willful girl at this time, but her actions were very rude, and she directly picked me up again, opened the closet door and threw me in, and there was a red stripe next to Situ Jin, who was also tied up with flowers.

I was suddenly stunned, savoring what she had just said, "Quietly watch her perform".

My author's thinking began to maximize his imagination again: Could it be that as soon as Zhu Xieyu came later, he would show him the ...... "adultery" between the two of us, last time he was a lowly servant Luo Xin, and this time it was Situ Jin whom he hated the most, although I don't know how Zhu Xieyu escaped death, but if he does this again, he will definitely be able to make him angry to death, and from then on he will die for me, and turn to the arms of Hua Xiangrong, who has always been consistent with him.

It's a good idea and a good plan.

The "he (she)" she just said didn't mean both Zhu Xieyu and me! In this way, it not only established the character of my water-based poplar, but also made Zhu Xieyu angry, which can definitely be regarded as the greatest degree of hatred.

After throwing me into the cupboard, Hua Xiangrong "slammed" the closet door, but left a gap, just enough to see the situation outside, I don't know if she was careless, or deliberately.

After dealing with me, she returned to the dresser, carefully combed herself with a snake bun, a small red six-petal silk flower on both sides, picked up a delicate powder box at hand, and thinly powdered herself, in fact, her complexion was fair and clear, and the powder would be slightly burdensome, and then she was close to the mirror, and more carefully painted herself into two cage smoke eyebrows, and then dipped her index finger in rouge, and swept a red from the lower eyelid to the end of the eye, and used a delicate makeup pen to outline a cherry lip shape for herself. Dip your index finger in the bright red cream again and apply it to your lips.

The whole makeup and hairstyle are simply seamless, and a red dress embroidered with gold thread swastika is also the most flattering to her, she is holding her forehead in the mirror and looking left and right, as if she is still looking for any deficiencies or improprieties, and finally takes out a red coral dotted emerald gold hairpin from the jewelry box, and inserts it obliquely on the bun, which plays the role of the finishing touch.

I have to say, I have seen so many women, and only the dress of Hua Xiangrong is the most my heart, when she turned around, I even stopped breathing for a moment, shocked, although the same woman was also shocked by her thrilling beauty at the moment: between the contradictory temperament between the girl and the mature woman, with the meticulously crafted makeup, the delicate and incomparable brilliance is eye-catching, but this rather aggressive beauty has a little bit of sadness and innocence, as if this moment is still trying its best to tease, and the next moment it will be able to pear blossoms with rain and tears.

Don't say that men see what's going on, even if a woman like me sees it, she will panic and mess up, and she will only blindly obey and succumb to her.

Why? Why? Such a beautiful person, but I felt a trace of dying breath in her at the moment, like the sharp fall of a star in the sky, which caught people off guard. Or rather, it's a sixth instinct peculiar to women, but I prefer it to be an illusion.

People usually see beautiful people or things, more will be in a good mood, and even want to keep it for themselves, but I have a sad and sad mood on the contrary: life is like the gorgeous summer flowers, but it will eventually bloom to the flowers, throughout the ages, it seems that all beauties can not escape such a fate, the ultimate beauty is often heartbreaking, God can't bear the twilight of the beauty, often self-assertively let their most beautiful moment in the world forever freeze.

At this moment, there was a faint and slow sound of footsteps.

Although I can't move or speak, my ear power is still not limited, this kind of footsteps is all too familiar to me, but it makes me even more frightened, because when I am still a killer, I will use this kind of footstep when I am close to the target and about to make a move.

I could even hear the murderous intent in the footsteps.

I just don't know if Hua Xiangrong can hear it, and if she knows that she should take precautions early.

The footsteps stopped at the door, the door was not closed, and I could see the person standing in front of the door at a glance: dressed in white, with a long body and white skin, it was not Zhu Xieyu.

Could it be that Zhu Xiyu wants to kill the flower and want to look.

No, it can't be, I must have heard the footsteps wrong.

Hua Xiangrong treats him like this, if he still kills her, how ruthless is that? So...... I probably won't love him anymore.

"You're here!" Hua Xiangrong turned to look at him from the dresser and smiled sweetly at him, "Come over yet!" ”

Zhu Xieyu walked over to her at this time, and I in the cupboard also stared at him intently, and confirmed again: It was really him, but when I met him in the Moon God Palace a month ago, it was like a different person, not only refreshed and ruddy, but also a ...... Refreshed or even said that the feeling of high spirits is more appropriate, it was indeed a young man in the past, but now it exudes a calm and steady mature temperament from the inside to the night.

I saw Hua Xiangrong pour a cup of tea, handed it to him, and asked jokingly: "Do I call you Lord Zhu Xie now, or Master Horse?" ”

Horse Lord?

When these three words came to my ears, I felt like I had been hit in the head, and the damage and blow to my body and mind far exceeded the dream backlash I had just received.

Zhu Xieyu took the tea and didn't drink it, but put it on the table and sat down beside him.

Hua Xiangrong grinned, walked over and sat down beside him: "What are you doing, you're afraid that I'll be poisoned?" ”

Zhu Xiyu glanced at her coldly and said, "I'm not thirsty." ”

This answer is very much in line with Zhu Xieyu's speaking style to all women except me.

Hua Xiangrong said: "Don't worry, if I drug you, I will only give you **, not poison, how can I be willing to let you die!" As he spoke, he leaned closer and hooked his fingers to Zhu Xieyu's jaw.

Zhu Xieyu twisted his head and avoided it with disgust.

Hua Xiangrong feigned anger and said, "Hmph, Su Qingying can touch you, Lan Xin can touch you, but I can't?" ”

Zhu Xieyu said: "One of them is my favorite person, and the other is my wife. ”

Hua Xiangrong pressed his palm on the table and shouted: "Then what am I, so many years of dedication and waiting, and four years of guarding this broken place for you, what is it?" ”

I could barely tell whether she was revealing her true feelings or pretending to be a show, but tonight this woman was so abnormal, like a gambler who was desperate to gamble after losing a red eye.

"It's all your willingness, I didn't force you."

The other party's voice was still cold, like a humanoid machine that could only speak, without any emotion.

This is not the Zhu Xieyu I know.

Hua Xiangrong smiled miserably, and turned her anger into tears: "Yes! From the first time I saw you at Kulan Grassland, I knew that waiting was my destiny. At that time, you and I were one in the sky and one on the earth, and I couldn't have dreamed that one day I would approach you, so I only dared to silently put you in my heart, like a humble thief, wearing an expensive piece of jewelry that did not belong to me, and I couldn't help but secretly rejoice in the fear of being discovered all day long. Until the Chuyue clan suffered a catastrophe and you were escorted to the Beijing Division, I risked being caught and beaten to death by a stick to follow you to protect you, so I simply took pity on me to let me return to Chang'an alive, and I was more fortunate to let me find you, so I secretly swore to myself that I would use all my energy and wisdom to help you, repay your kindness, give you the best and most decent life, and let you live as before. I don't care what I do, I don't care if I'm tired or tired, even if I spend my days wandering around the most hypocritical and dirty vanity fairs, I don't care, I ...... I can die for you, you know? ”

"You...... For all that you have done for me, I am grateful in my heart. ”