Chapter Twenty-Three: The Heartless
"Wen Wanbai, your hands are still not clean enough."
"You're a real disappointment to me."
A sigh seemed to come from eternity, long and indifferent, but it stirred up a thousand waves in Wen Wanbai's calm and waveless heart.
It's really haunting.
She opened her cold eyes in vain, her pale and bloodless lips curled with mockery.
The voice came from the depths of her memory, the man she called Master.
She killed him with her own hands, stepping on his bones and stepping on the throne of the palace master of the Water Moon Palace.
And his voice became her nightmare from time to time. The dirtiness began here, so it reminded her all the time that these blood-stained hands were also clean and gentle.
She pulled out the emerald green whistle from her bosom and blew it under her lips.
Several men in black quickly appeared in front of her.
Wen Wanbai said coldly: "Did you find out?" ”
A man in black arched his hand: "Palace Master, the person who committed the assassination has not been found, but there are other gains when tracking." ”
Since the assassination under her nose was naturally not an ordinary person, it was just that the entire Water Moon Palace was blocked, and not a single assassin was found, so she was surprised.
Either the Assassin was too sophisticated, or the people she raised were too wasteful.
This time, Wen Wanbai was unexpectedly not angry, but just glanced at him lightly and motioned for him to continue.
Listening to the man in black word by word, Wen Wanbai's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Until the last word landed, she suddenly soothed her eyebrows and smiled.
The smile is as sarcastic as it is.
The brilliance of a moment makes people more and more unable to take their eyes off.
"This palace will give you three days, if you can't find out the results, come and see you." Wen Wanbai dropped the last word, and flew out, so fast that it almost dazzled people's eyes.
When Su Yezhi was untying his wide clothes, a white-clothed figure broke through the window. He sat on the edge of the couch a little tiredly, and his mind cooled down a little when he thought of Wen Wanbai leaving mercilessly during dinner.
"Why don't you go through the main gate?"
Wen Wanbai stood on one side with his chest crossed, the sarcasm in his eyes almost overflowed, but the corners of his lips were uncharacteristically hooked. "Su Yezhi."
Su Yezhi was stunned by these cold three words, and his eyes fell on the woman who was cold and lonely in the moonlight.
She seemed to be a different night tonight.
"You know what?" Wen Wanbai walked towards him step by step, casually playing with an emerald green whistle in her hand. "Bengong also thought that you were sincere to Bengong, but why did you betray Bengong." Her voice grew desolate.
"I heard Wanbai in this life, one hates deception, and the other hates betrayal, and you Su Yezhi is impartial and has everything."
After speaking, her hand had already gathered internal strength, and when she raised her hand, it was a sharp and ruthless palm, Su Yezhi could dodge it, and stood up, a little dazed. "Wanbai, I don't understand."
The white veil on the couch fell suddenly, and the things around him suffered because of Wen Wanbai's anger, and the sound of shattering was endless.
"Are you happy to heal her?"
Wen Wanbai stared at his eyes and forced him into a corner step by step.
Su Ye pursed his lower lip when he died, he forgot that this is Shuiyue Palace, and as the palace master, she must have a lot of eyeliner.
His kindness will kill him.
Su Yezhi only felt a little pain in his chest, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw faint blood oozing out.
Wen Wanbai laughed, and the jade finger drew a circle on the placket of his clothes. "Do you always feel that this palace is bloodthirsty, do you feel that this palace has no feelings, do you think that what this palace gives you, you can also discard it without care."
Su Yezhi couldn't help but be a little stunned, and a strange electric current rushed through his body. It's strange that he doesn't have any love for her, but his body fits her so well.
To do is to do, and he does not want to have too many meaningless explanations.
Su Ye's black eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pale face looked a little unnaturally red because he had just exerted too much force. His voice was not loud, but it was enough to hear Wanbai.
"You can kill innocents indiscriminately, but I can't kill them."
Wen Wanbai put down his hand and moved out of the way, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world: "Do you know what you're talking about?" ”
Su Yezhi looked at her calmly, and a pair of shining eyes were as calm as water at this time, as if they were not affected by her at all: "Wanbai, your hands shouldn't be stained with blood." If one day I really have to do it, let me come. ”
Su Yezhi became more and more proficient when he said such words, and his face was not red and his heart was not beating, which made people suspect that the young man who would blush when he said something not long ago was not him.
Wen Wanbai raised her eyebrows, and her anger obviously dropped by half, this young man always had a magical magic that turned her violent body into a finger twister. "Then you should always tell Hongu the reason."
Su Yezhi's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly stepped forward and kissed the corner of her eye. As soon as he touched away, Rao was like this, and he couldn't help blushing.
His voice was a little coquettish, "Wanbai, don't be angry, I hurt here." His hand gently touched his chest, and there was a faint oozing red between his fingers.
This wound is for her.
Wen Wanbai was stunned and hooked her lips.
But at this time, she could no longer use her internal force at will, and her body was painful as if she had been gnawed by ten thousand ants, and even every inch of her hair was painful. Now that this is the case, there is no need to talk about the seventh day of the first month.
Her eyes suddenly became sharp, and she clearly knew the result, but she still asked, "Where is she?" ”
Su Ye was stunned, he faintly felt that Wen Wanbai's words were not for him.
There was no love or hate between him and her.
She should have regarded him as Mu Ye again, he didn't understand a little, if she liked Mu Ye, why should she be so restrained, she would rather use him as Mu Ye's stand-in than say a word to the main master.
Maybe it's because Mu Ye is more ruthless than him, he will please Wen Wanbai, and Mu Ye will make Wen Wanbai, who is already catastrophic, suffer physical and mental trauma again.
Su Yezhi didn't want to hide it, but thinking of Yu Yao's fear of being implicated, he couldn't help but feel compassion.
Wen Wanbai saw him hesitate, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became thicker. Jade pointed at his lips, "Your chess game is very good, but it's a pity that you missed a little." ”
Su Yezhi was slightly stunned.
"Hongu has always been a heartless person."
She looked at him calmly, playing with it between her palms, but she didn't move.
Su Yezhi lowered his eyes and covered up a fleeting ridicule. He is for the righteousness of the world, and his actions are pure and gentle, how can he be compared with her many evils. If it was ordinary, he would not bend his waist no matter what, but now, he lowered his eyebrows and was gentle: "Ye Zhi understands." ”
"Accompany the palace to Yu Yao's courtyard for a walk." Her eyebrows were bright, and she met his eyes that were raised unexpectedly, looking like she was in her chest.
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I've been a bit busy lately, so I haven't made it up until now, sorry sorry.