Chapter 177: Buddha Leng, I am willing to go to the soup for the princess. 5
She doesn't want anything, since this path of revenge is her choice, then she will continue to walk without fear of life and death.
Accompany him.
Life and death, she accompanies him.
Let her hide in the palace and make a living, she can't do it.
"You are the most stubborn and never want to listen to me." Buddha Leng sighed, turned his head with sadness in his eyes, and looked at her: "After entering King Jing's Mansion, with me, the fifth child is married to Huaibi, how dare you be wronged?" ”
What's more, Xiao Jingse's mind was all on Feng Hongshu, if he knew that he wanted to marry the eldest princess Huaibi, he was afraid that he would not be willing.
When the time comes, he will need to mediate in this matter.
Buddha Leng thought about it, how could he have countless sorrows, he sent Yun Geci into King Jing's Mansion with his own hands, and forced his husband to marry someone else.
Don't you know the cruelty in this?
But if he wants to protect her, let him have no worries, and pave the way for her to be prosperous and rich in the future, he can only do this.
He is already a thoughtless person, how can he let her be with him again and bury this life?
Yun Geci's eyes were red and bloodshot, he gritted his teeth and refused to cry: "Without you in this life, any grievances are no longer grievances." ”
What she cares about is not whether she will be wronged if she enters King Jing's Mansion.
But she made a decision early, in this life, without Fo Leng, even if someone hires Kyushu, she will not marry.
The fate with Fo Leng was broken early, how much strength did she use and how many times she broke her heart before she could accept this fact.
Now, he is here to force her to marry someone else.
Her heart is bitter, so bitter that she wants to cry, but she knows that it is useless, and she can't even cry.
The night was silent, he sighed softly, finally softened his posture, bent down and gently pulled her hand, his faint blue eyes, and looked at her quietly.
She sank into his deep-sea eyes, almost drowning, breathless and suffocating.
He held her hand in the palm of his hand, the hidden pain in the man's eyes was about to come out, and his voice was jerky: "You don't feel wronged, but I can't bear it." ”
All her grievances will eventually return to his distress.
How can you give it? How could she be like this?
"You told me the truth, let me marry into King Jing's Mansion, is it because, you know that you will do something to me?" Yun Geci stared at him with red eyes.
refused to let go of the slightest bit of amazement on his face, and his eyes finally flickered a little.
She muttered in a low voice: "I know, you know that I have a way to protect myself in the palace, Xiao Lisheng I dare not come back without fear, but you can't control it." ”
In the whole world, the only thing that is difficult for Buddha Leng to control is clinging to the underworld.
Is it because of the secret of her life experience? Or is it because, there are other reasons she doesn't know?
Fo Leng took her hand and paused slightly, and the touch instantly entered his heart, and Yun Ge was sad and unbearable: "I know that I am kind to me, if I tie you up, I will be ungrateful, but if one day, she puts me to death, how can I deal with myself?" ”
He has a heart and hides a dark chess piece in the palace.
This woman's mind is unfathomable, she calculates step by step, no matter how big or small, and paves every chess piece for her own back road.
Make sure you're foolproof.
But being led all the way by her like this, how could she be willing?
"You don't owe her." Buddha Leng rubbed her hands and whispered comfort: "I owe her, everything I have, I will pay it back." ”
He used his life to exchange Yun Ge's life, and he never persecuted him, she was willing, he was willing, and no one could blame anyone.
Her eyes were hazy, and she bowed her head with tears: "I know, you want to tell me that in this world, anyone can deal with the obsession, but you can't bear her." ”
Even if he is cruel and cold like Xiao Yihan, he is not a treacherous person.
He was telling her euphemistically, accepting the fact that he and Zhiming were bound to each other, and also accepting her own fate, marrying into King Jing's mansion to protect herself.
As long as she marries into King Jing's Mansion, Zhiming will naturally lose her mind to deal with her.
This can not only reassure Zhiming, but also allow her to sing the song of the future and ascend to the back position, and her glory is unparalleled.
No matter how you look at it, it's a matter of killing two birds with one stone.
Yun Ge was embarrassed, and it was like the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and the heart was hanging in the air, full of holes, and the pain was indescribable.
She is always full of ambition and refuses to believe in heaven or fate.
But she wants to believe in Buddha Leng in the end.
The air froze in silence, her heart was so depressed that it almost exploded, her hands tightly covered her eyes, she raised her head and swallowed all the tears back to her heart.
Choked earnestly: "I'm not married." ”
The hand covering her eyes slowly slid down, revealing her bloodshot red eyes, she looked at Fo Leng sadly, and gritted her teeth: "I have been at the mercy of this fate for more than ten years in the past, and I will never be restrained again in the future." ”
She was ruthless, clasped Fo Leng's hand with five fingers, grabbed the back of his plain white hand with red marks, and said with great determination: "If you insist on being my enemy, you will destroy yourself, and you will not let her get good in the end." ”
People always have obsessions, she has them, and they have them.
If she can stop now and guard Fo Leng with peace of mind, they can still maintain a subtle peace between them and not interfere with each other.
If she can't stay, she will lose both, and she will inevitably lose.
"Why are you angry?" Fo Leng sighed helplessly: "Fight with her, you have no chance of winning, let alone ......"
He looked at her sadly, patted her hand, tried to calm her mood, and the words that could not be said behind him seemed to be dumb.
Yun Geci knew what he meant, and smiled coldly: "I know that between me and Zhiming, you will not be on my side. ”
She withdrew her hand from his hand, and her eyes flashed with a touch of anger: "I also know that the hand of the underworld must hold my life." ”
Attachment can give her life, and it can also take her life.
But in this world, how can there be anything as she thinks about it?
She doesn't.
"What you have done for me is enough, how to live next, I will choose for myself." She turned her head, her red eyes and couldn't bear to look at him: "It's late at night, you can go back." ”
Knowing that he was helpless and disappointed, how could her heart feel good?
The long night was lonely, and he stood up for a long time, and finally he couldn't bear it, forcing himself to harden his heart, and his tone was heavy: "Since you call me Master, listen to me once." ”
His eyes fell on her face, the shadow of the curtain fell on hers, and the girl's face was so white that she bit her lip tightly.
His heart ached, but he had to speak in a cold tone: "I have accepted the killing heart, enter the Jingwang Mansion, and I will not be allowed to enter the palace again." ”
Her heart was like being bitten by ten thousand insects and ants, uncomfortable and abnormal, but she bit her lip and firmly refused: "Except for marriage, I am willing to listen to you." ”
Her eyes were so sour, she couldn't hold back and blinked, tears rolled down in an instant, she looked at him with teary eyes, covered her heart and hissed: "Master, do you know that forcing me to come here is cutting my heart with a knife." ”
The girl's eyes were red, her tears were unbearable, and her small face, the size of a palm, was as white as a piece of paper, and there was no blood at all.
There was a dull pain in his heart, this knife was used to cut her heart, why wasn't it cutting his heart?
Before he came, he had already used this knife to cut his heart into countless fragments, and his flesh and blood were blurred.
With this piece of flesh and blood, he cut off her heart.
But he didn't want her to die!
His voice was hoarse and obscure: "I have been wanton for half my life, and I have never asked for half a promise, Ah Ci, listen to me once, and enter the palace to become the princess." ”
The wind swept through the darkness and pressed it strongly, and there was no light in the room, and his clothes were as white as snow, and the ice was clear.
Suddenly, the man lifted his robe and knelt on his knees: "Buddha Leng, I am willing to go to the soup for the princess." ”