Chapter 65: Hidden Wounds
When she saw Murong Xun getting out of the carriage, Lin Yingxue reflexively wanted to find a place to hide herself, but there was no way to avoid the surroundings, and after entering the horse farm for a while, she would inevitably have to meet the people in front of her, so she had to stop her steps and stand stiffly, waiting for Murong Xun to pass by her.
And at this time, what she was thinking in her heart was that fortunately, she was dressed as a man today, and Murong Xun might not be able to recognize her.
It's just that her happiness didn't last long, because the seemingly unattainable figure suddenly stopped when it passed by her, "Fifth Miss." His usual indifferent voice sounded abruptly in her ears without the slightest emotional fluctuation.
This call seemed to come from an extremely distant place, and she stiffened her body, and suddenly felt that the blood in her body seemed to freeze at this moment.
"Five, Five, Your Highness." She struggled extremely hard to squeeze the words out of her teeth in a normal tone.
However, Murong Xun still seemed to be keenly aware of Lin Yingxue's nervousness, he turned his head, and his emotionless eyes stayed on her pale and almost transparent face for a moment, "Fifth Miss is unwell?" ”
Lin Yingxue hurriedly shook her head, and pinched herself hard with her nails, and the slight pain in the palm of her hand finally made her regain some of her former calm.
Ben was just a polite inquiry, seeing Lin Yingxue shaking his head, Murong Xun withdrew his gaze and stepped into the horse village without looking back, as for Zhao Yun, who was following Murong Xun, he slowed down and looked at her, as if he was wondering how Murong Xun could see that Lin Yingxue was actually a daughter.
However, this answer is probably only clear to Murong Xun himself.
After Murong Xun left for a while, Lin Yingxue fully recovered. She exhaled deeply, and was about to continue walking towards the horse farm, when suddenly a little girl of seven or eight years old ran quickly in the direction of the horse village not far away, and behind the little girl was chasing a young woman, who seemed to be the little girl's mother.
The little girl wore lovely buns and had no ornamentation on her head except two fluttering pink ribbons. As for the clothes she was wearing, they were the most ordinary coarse linen clothes, and the pink embroidered shoes under her feet looked like they had been worn for a long time, the toe of the shoes had worn out undecently, and the little girl's face was covered with fatigue and wind and frost after a long journey.
Lin Yingxue frowned, and then raised her eyes to look at the young woman in the distance, only to see that the woman was also dressed as an ordinary civilian, and the people who usually came to this horse village to ride and shoot were either rich or expensive, and such a mother and son could not be the family of the people in them.
Sure enough, Lin Yingxue thought so, and the two little girls guarding the door stepped forward and stopped the little girl who wanted to run into the horse village mercilessly.
"This is not a place where you can play, go somewhere else!" The two didn't slow down in the slightest because the person in front of them was a little girl.
The little girl saw that the two little girls looked fierce and vicious, and stopped for a moment, and looked up at the two little girls in front of her timidly, and at this moment, the young woman who had been chasing the little girl finally came to her.
The summer afternoon was the hottest time of the day, the woman was running sweaty, and the black hair was sticking to her forehead and cheeks on both sides of her, but she didn't even bother to wipe the sweat and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the little girl, and apologized to the two little girls with a frightened face: "Two masters, I'm sorry, the child likes to run around, and I didn't watch it for a while, so I will take the child away!" ”
As the young woman spoke, she pulled the little girl aside, but the child seemed to be a little reluctant, and kept looking back in the direction of Ma Zhuang, and the eager and innocent pure eyes made Lin Yingxue's heart soft.
It's just that she wasn't a nosy person after all, so she just watched the woman pull the child away.
The young lady was carrying a burden, and it seemed that she should have come from out of town, could it be that she had come to look for someone? Lin Yingxue thought absentmindedly as she slowly walked into the horse village.
There were many people who came to ride horses in the horse farm today, Lin Yingxue glanced inside, but she didn't see Zhao Yun and Murong Xun, thinking that these two people might have already ridden into the forest farm.
Originally, she wanted to hide her identity and approach Zhao Yun, and by the way, she took this opportunity to observe Zhao Yun's personality and weaknesses, but she didn't expect that this first time she approached, Murong Xun, who happened to come with her, would find out her identity, and it seemed that she would encounter more restrictions in her future actions.
But since she came today, she didn't want to run back to the Lin Mansion like this, so she simply went to the stable and picked a docile mare and walked around the grass slowly.
But Lin Yingxue rode a horse and turned around, and suddenly a thunder suddenly crossed her head, and then Lin Yingxue watched the sun shining in the sky, but the pouring rain poured down from the top of her head, and in less than a moment, she was already drenched in soup.
And just as she was riding her horse back, there was a figure beside her that swept by like a gale, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look, only to see that the person who quickly passed by her was Murong Jun.
Such scenes have appeared before, but at that time he rushed to her side to give her an umbrella, instead of leaving without squinting as he did now, and whether he was sincere or false at that time, at least at that time, she was truly happy.
Of course, if it weren't for this man's last ruthless sword, maybe her hatred for him wouldn't be so deep...... Thinking of Murong Xun's indifferent and ruthless eyes when he stabbed the sword into her stomach, her heart was throbbing, and the feeling was like someone gently cutting her heart with a knife, although it was not fatal, it was painful.
The rain above her head was cut off at some point, and she turned her head with a confused look, only to see a young man from the horse farm who had come to her on a horse at some point, and was stretching out his hand and trying to move the umbrella over her head, but the little boy himself was hit by the rain so hard that he couldn't even open his eyes.
It turned out that the love she thought at the time was just a kindness that even strangers could give her, and she actually gave all her sincerity because of this insignificant disguised 'love', but in the end? And what did she get?
It's just a heartbroken void.
There was a cold liquid on her face that kept sliding down, and even Lin Yingxue herself couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.
She ignored the kindness of the little guy beside her, but raised the reins and galloped out.
The little guy on the side was stunned for a long time, and finally reached out to wipe the rain on his face, and cursed in a low voice: "Sick." ”