Chapter Forty-Seven: It's Better Not to Ask for It's Not Yours

"I think you'd better get up tomorrow when you're asleep and complain to me, look at your sleepy appearance, I really think you're a ghost who hasn't slept for hundreds of years." Ning Xiang smiled and pushed her, pushing her on the bed, urging, "Go to sleep, my good sister." ”

Ruoxi was a little unsteady on her feet, and then she pushed her like this, completely fell on the bed, and lay down directly on the soft quilt, smelling the smell of some resurgence on the quilt Ruoxi felt at ease, maybe this kind of quilt with moisture and humble breath should belong to her Bai Ruoxi, like that luxurious luxury bed and brocade quilt embroidered with flowers should not be covered on her body at all, so everything that day was just a momentary impulse and illusion.

Lying on his bed, Ruoxi had some insomnia, because he was afraid of disturbing Ning Xiang's sleep and was embarrassed to toss upside down, so he had to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep, but his mind was like being in a racetrack, snoring and turning, and he went back and forth in his mind several times like a marquee.

For a while, it was Wei Sa's smiling and smiling amorous appearance, and for a while, Hua Shao's stubborn little eyes, running towards her with a grin and calling her, "Sister Ruoxi, Sister Ruoxi." She was so happy to see Hua Shao, and took a few steps forward, but a figure floated out of the air, lying sideways between the two of them, and when she looked at it, it was actually Bai Chuan, the master who had not been masked for a long time! Ruoxi buzzed in her head, wanting to catch the master who fell from the sky, but before she stretched out her hand, she saw dozens of sharp arrow feathers stuck in Bai Chuan's back, and the snow-white robe on weekdays had turned into a dazzling blood red, burning her eyeballs, Ruoxi wanted to scream, but her neck seemed to be stuck, and all the blood was pinched in her throat, she couldn't shout, she couldn't scream, she could only watch Bai Chuan with thorns all over her body like a hedgehog that had just been caught, Falling from mid-air with blood-red blood......

Behind him is a sinister face with a sinister smile! A face that she is so familiar that she can't be more familiar, Wei Sa! The scene in her mind changed rapidly, after waking up, Ruoxi only felt that her brain was jumping, as if she had been put on a tight spell, her face was much paler, Ning Xiang, who got up before her, had already called for clean water for washing, Ruoxi stopped Ning Xiang's action of heating water in the basin, and directly stuffed the towel into the cold water and stirred it out and put it on her face. Ning Xiang screamed and snatched her towel, "What are you making trouble in the morning?" ”

"Give it to me, Ningxiang, I want it cold." Ruoxi covered her painful head with one hand, and stretched out her hand towards Ning Xiang, "I have a headache." ”

Ning Xiang naturally didn't give her a towel obediently, put her hand on her head, probed the temperature, and sighed, "Fortunately, there is no fever, but I see that you are no different from a fever now!" On this cold day, where does anyone put cold water on their heads? Except for you, a madman. ”

Lunatic? Ruoxi smiled, maybe she was really crazy, and after doing something like that with Wei Sa, she could still accept the fact that he was about to marry someone else, and what she couldn't forgive herself the most was that last night in the dream without Wei Sa's arms, she actually had so many messy dreams, especially the last one, she remembered it so clearly when she woke up, that deep fear was simply a living truth from the bottom of her heart, she often heard Bai Chuan say that she thought about it day and night, What you think about during the day continues at night in a dreamlike way, isn't it...... Did she subconsciously already have a premonition of such a bloody ending?

Shaking his head desperately, Ruoxi repeatedly hinted in his heart that it was just a dream, but just a dream...... Ning Xiang patted her head and asked curiously, "Sister Ruoxi, are you sleeping on your neck?" ”

Ruoxi smiled awkwardly, rinsed her mouth indiscriminately, and suddenly felt refreshed. Stretching his back, he asked, "It's been quiet this morning." ”

Ning Xiang wiped the water droplets splashed on the ground, and replied, "Yes, Lord Zhong Wuyan is going to enter the palace to face the saint today, and all the palace maids have gone to the Jinluan Palace to see him." ”

"Huh?" Ruoxi was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ning Xiang who was busy in surprise, "Why don't you go and take a look when he comes?" ”

Ning Xiang also smiled, and continued the work in her hand without raising her head, "Don't go!" I've suddenly figured out a truth these days. ”

"What's the truth?" It was rare to hear Ning Xiang, who had never turned her head much, say such a calm topic, Ruoxi felt very interested, so she simply pulled a chair and sat down, and discussed her life face to face.

"It's not yours, and it won't be yours with all your might." Ning Xiang, who just dragged the water stains on the ground, straightened her waist pole, holding the mop pole with one hand and swaying back and forth idly with the other, making people look like this girl who spoke a little frivolous. "Lord Zhong Wuyan's beauty is comparable to that of a god in the sky, and a girl with my identity and appearance can already be a favor from God to me if I can see him. I've learned to be content now. ”

If the stream is fixed in place, thoughtful.

"Ah, yes, everyone has gone to the Jinluan Palace, I still have to boil water, Sister Ruoxi, I'll go to the back kitchen first." Ning Xiang, who had already cleaned up the house, twisted her ass and left, carrying a mop in one hand, humming a small tune in her mouth and looking so unhappy.

"It's not yours, and it won't be yours with all your might." This sentence has been echoing in her ears like the performance of Hong Zhong. She has always felt that many things belong to her since she was a child, and they belong to her without any conditions and no suspense, so she is also so generous when she uses it, completely ignoring the feelings of others, and it is a pity to throw it away in time, because someone will send her newer and better ones soon. She doesn't feel sorry for it. It wasn't until one day, when all the prosperity she once thought she had peace of mind was ruthlessly taken away and trampled on, that she felt that the palace in her heart had collapsed, and the blue sky above her head was filled with blood red, and the fear and numbness when everything was gone came back to her heart.

What she once had was destroyed, and what she hoped for was destroyed. Now...... What you want, but you can't.

Ruoxi suddenly wanted to cry, wanted to cry, wanted to cry about the ruthlessness of the world, she wanted to scold, scold this injustice of the sky, but at the same time she wanted to laugh and laugh at the ridiculous things in the world. Fate seems to be playing a joke on her, and every time her heart moves, a sharp knife will follow.

Alone and smiling at the wall, feeling that he was really about the same nerves as a patient, Ruoxi shrugged his shoulders, patted his cheek, and said softly, "Rong Yan, Rong Yan, are you really going to change into Bai Ruoxi?" ”

Anyway, it's boring to be idle, so it's better to go out for a walk today, in short, she can go up and down, straight from the low wall in the backyard, this dark passage is a shortcut she likes. However, what Ruoxi didn't notice was that after she had just left the miscellaneous room, the two black shadows that were originally hiding behind her house quickly followed quietly.

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"Your Highness, are you really planning to do this?" Bai Jiang stood behind Wei Sa, staring at this man who still looked deep in the early morning sun, if such a look was seen by others, would he shout for His Highness's transformation? Indeed, at this moment, Wei Sa is free and easy on weekdays. Dang has a completely different aura.

"Yes, the reason why we fell in love with Wei Cheng's Dao this time is because of the power of the 'Three Eyes' under his command, if we can also have such a force to compete with or even surpass it to suppress, then the scale of luck will not have a chance to favor him." In the end, there was a flash of happiness in his eyes, Bai Jiang saw it in his eyes, and did not make a sound, just quietly listened to his words and thought.

"It naturally takes a lot of energy and financial resources to form such a force, and I think we are not inferior in this regard." Wei Sa's young face showed a pleased smile, and his fingers habitually touched the ends of his hair, revealing a different kind of handsomeness. "Fortunately, over the years, the world has known that His Royal Highness Wei Sa is a prince who likes wind and snow and pays attention to pomp and circumstance, so that he can have the wealth accumulated today." Although he said money, he didn't make people feel that there was any copper smell and tackyness.

Bai Jiang smiled, took out a small book, turned to a page, and read, "Your Highness went to Huban Town this time, and the place paid a total of 3,000 pieces of gold, 200,000 silver, and 49 other pearls, pearls, treasures, and antiques, which were put into the warehouse last night. ”

Wei Sa nodded, listening to the numbers he reported one after another, without the slightest expression on his face, as if those numbers and things were all made by people and had nothing to do with him.

"Bai Jiang."

"The subordinates are here." Bai Jiang folded his hands and looked at him.

Wei Sa turned around and faced him directly, the two of them were about the same height, so this angle was basically that the two of them were looking at each other, Bai Jiang's dark eyes couldn't see what they were thinking, there was silence and peace in it, as if he was the real master who was out of the world, and the look Wei Sa made just now was like a rich man pretending to be calm, he didn't care about it on his face, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

After looking at each other for a while, Wei Sa showed a deep smile and continued to look at the plum blossoms blooming just right on the windowsill. Figgling the newly pulled branches, "I want someone." ”

Bai Jiang smiled dumbly, flicked his sleeves and replied nonchalantly, "Didn't Your Highness already get it?" "Don't think he doesn't know what they did that night, he saw it that morning.

Wei Sa frowned, and looked at Bai Jiang's smiling face suspiciously, "Did you say that he has already surrendered to us?" How do I not know, when did this happen? ”

"Huh?" Bai Jiang was a little confused, and it seemed that what the two of them were talking about was not what happened for a while. "Who is Your Highness talking about?"

"Zhong Liangye." Wei Sa probed his hand, and the dew drops rolling on the plum leaves instantly fell into the flower pot, turning into a little wetness.