Chapter Ninety-Three: Mourning is greater than heart death

The wind was very strong, and Jin Se stood in the wind and looked at the place where Xuan Ming left. Suddenly, I felt that tears were slipping from the corners of her eyes, but when I looked closely, I found that there were none. It was also since Xuan Ming left, Jin Se suddenly had no expression. She stood for a long time in the gale, as if expecting the man who had gone to the dust to return.

But no, it was approaching three hours, and Jin Se stood motionless in the wind, like a puppet doll that had lost its soul, and his eyes were gloomy and sad. As the sky began to darken, Jinse seemed to regain his senses, turned around, and walked towards the tent step by step.

Before entering the tent, Zhong Lishuo hurriedly greeted her, and when he came to her, he naturally reached out to pull Jin Se's hand, but he was dodged before he could touch Jin Se. Zhong Lishuo was a little sneering, but he didn't have a good seizure, so he still raised a smiling face and said:

"You rested here tonight. I'll go to the tent next to me. Jin Se's eyes were cold, but he only moved slightly, but he didn't speak, and he didn't see her nodding. Zhong Lishuo was naturally unhappy in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, so he left with a little reluctance.

In fact, what Zhong Lishuo thinks in his heart, Jin Se sometimes doesn't know. It's just that she wants to smile at the person who hurts her so badly, she really can't do it. Besides, Zhong Lishuo just wanted her to keep him, but Jin Se felt disgusted when he saw Zhong Lishuo, how could he let him stay and share a room with him. Now that Xuan Ming has just left, she is like this, and it is inevitable that she will feel guilty about Xuan Ming in her heart, and more of it is helplessness oozing from the bottom of her heart.

At night, Zhong Lishuo deployed the division to leave for Beijing tomorrow, and when he passed outside Jinse's tent, he saw the candlelight in the tent, which made him quite tempted. When I thought of the scene of Jin Se and Xuan Ming during the day, I felt like an overcomer. He paused, and decided to go see Jinse. But when he entered the tent, he saw Jin Se sitting on the Taishi chair, looking gloomy and sad.

She wasn't like that before. Zhong Lishuo still remembered the appearance of Jin Se when he first saw Jin Se, so delicate and moving, but it was as cold as frost, and when he saw her again, she had an indescribable heroic spirit, like a female general, and at that time, even if she came to assassinate him, Zhong Lishuo still couldn't forget Jin Se's vigorous body, which was already her exquisite martial arts. Even when she was stabbed by Chen Tong, he still never let her go in his heart, and that kind of concern was a pain like flesh and blood. Maybe even Zhong Lishuo himself didn't understand why he couldn't let go of Jin Se like this, but he was trapped by her all the time.

Zhong Lishuo walked in front of Jin Se, stretched out his hand to touch the woman in front of him who was as cold as frost, she had already faded to the cloak of the ** person at this time, like a puppet that had lost its string, sitting indifferently, without expression or language.

A strange feeling hit Zhong Lishuo's heart, with a faint pain. Zhong Lishuo frowned, he knew very well that the previous Jinse was not what he was now. It seems that since Xuan Ming rode away in the morning, Jin Se has become like this, as if he has lost his heart. Before his outstretched hand could touch Jinse's skin, he was suddenly dodged by Jinse. Zhong Lishuo's hand stopped in mid-air, and it didn't fall for a long time, he was a little uncomfortable, so he withdrew his hand and stood towards Jin Se, slowly opened his mouth, and his voice was full of pity:

"I know you're uncomfortable, but you need something to eat. You're not in good shape, but don't hurt it anymore. Zhong Lishuo was also kind when he said this, he didn't know that Jin Se was very wary of him, and Jin Se was injured in front of him last time, leaving so much blood, he must have been injured a lot. It's kind to ask like this, but I don't want to finish the sentence, and I saw tears in Jin Se's eyes. In Zhong Lishuo's eyes, he thought that Jin Se was moved by himself. Ran Jinse was thinking about it in his heart, but there was only Xuan Ming alone.

These are all said by Xuan Ming. Jin Se was silent in his heart. She suddenly felt cruel, she knew that her heart was so painful now, she shouldn't have come to Zhong Lishuo in the morning, perhaps, even if she accompanied Xuan Ming to death, it would be better than the current inner torment. However, it is too late to say anything now.

Thinking like this, Jin Se only felt her heart tighten for a moment, and a tear slipped down the corner of her eye, leaving an indifferent mark on her face. Zhong Lishuo was stunned in his heart, he had never seen Jin Se cry, at this time, the strength and calmness that existed in her body before had already turned into a powerless decadence. Zhong Lishuo suddenly felt angry, and for some reason, a feeling of envy and jealousy was spreading to his chest at this time. He had never hated that man named Xuan Ming so much, he had become his defeated subordinate, he had nothing, why could he still have Jinse's heart at this time, and Jinse would cry sadly for his departure. Zhong Lishuo was furious for a moment, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and tried to suppress the anger that was about to surge, and he even pulled a smile far-fetched:

"You're just going to take him to heart?" Zhong Lishuo didn't want to say Xuan Ming's name, he knew that once he remembered it, his anger would increase by a point. Jin Se raised his head, which had been sinking for a long time, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhong Lishuo, and the application was also wooden:

"Does the eldest prince care? Didn't you already get the idea of what you wanted, and still care about your loot? This is a sarcasm, like the tip of a blade stabbed into Zhong Lishuo's heart, and suddenly he only felt a painful pain, Zhong Lishuo's anger finally broke out at this moment, he stared at Jin Se fiercely, and said angrily:

"I want you to remember! You are my person, whether it is your person or your heart, it can only be with me! Only with me! For Zhong Lishuo's crazy roar, Jin Se just listened coldly, not frightened by his anger at all, she raised her eyes, and even raised a sneer, looked at Zhong Lishuo and said lightly:

"You can only let me be by your side, as for my people, they are my own, and my heart has already gone with Xuan Ming."

In a trance, there seemed to be a basin of cold water pouring down above Zhong Lishuo's head, and he suddenly didn't know what to say, but he felt as if there was a flame in his chest, which was burning, and he tried his best to restrain his emotions, and even clenched the knuckles of his fingers until they turned white. He didn't know when it would break out again.