This night, the cold wind is howling, the yellow leaves are everywhere, in the Lingshuang Pavilion, a demonic man sits at the table, and the "whirring" autumn wind beats the doors and windows on both sides, disturbing the heart of the beautiful woman.

"Master, it's dark and the night is cold, so let's rest early."

Xiao Si picked up the wick on the table, and the faint light of the fire began to gradually brighten again.

The man listened to the wind outside the window, and his eyes were lost.

"Attachment, is it raining outside?"

Seeing that the flame was flourishing again, Wuzhi put down the work in his hand and looked at the man, only to see that the man's side face was slightly red under the reflection of the light, but this faint red revealed a little sadness.

"No, it's not raining outside, but it's very windy tonight."

Seeing that the man didn't look like he was going to rest, he poured a glass of water and put it in front of him.

This is his habit, he knows that whenever he has something on his mind, he always likes to drink water, he said, drinking water will not be upset, drinking water will not be chaotic. Over time, without waiting for his command, Wuzhi will take the initiative to serve him tea.

Sure enough, the next moment, he picked up the water in front of him and drank it slowly.

Watching from the sidelines, he always felt that his master was tasting a pot of wine at this time, and he was tasting it very seriously.

"Attachment, you say, if the feelings in this world were like water, how good it would be, it would not stay, it would not be painful. How nice. ”

Wuzhi listened to his master's words and was confused.

"Master, I don't understand emotional things, but I don't know if I don't have attachment, and I will be good to people who are not attachment."

Hearing Wuzhi's words, the man pondered, asking his heart over and over again, "Is she good for me?"

Wuzhi faintly felt that his master was very wrong today, and he couldn't say what it was.

At this time, the knock on the door sounded, and Wuzhi listened to the knock, feeling a little unhappy, muttering: "It's so late, who is it, disturbing people's purity."

The knock on the door continued, and Wuzhi looked at his master's indifferent appearance and did not want to move in the slightest, so he stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Master, do you want Wuzhi to open the door?"

The man just looked at the blazing flame and closed his eyes: "Go, open the door."

After getting the permission of the master, he went away.

As soon as he opened the door and saw someone coming, he panicked.

"County Lord, County Lord...... Well. ”

At this moment, the county lord was standing outside the door, his face gloomy and extremely terrifying.

At this moment, it was as if he had seen a ghost brake, and his heart was worried, and his legs were like cast lead, and he couldn't move half a minute.

"Is your master here?"

"In ...... Inside. ”

Standing aside, cold sweat flowed, not daring to move.

At this time, the man came out and saw the lord coming, and did not show much surprise.

The man saluted slowly, "The county lord is well."

However, the man waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for the person in front of him to say "get up".

Under the gaze of the man in front of him, the man stood up on his own.

or realize the gloom on the face of the county lord, afraid of harming the innocent; Or maybe he realized that the atmosphere at this time was too tense, and he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it. The man looked at the trembling Wuzhi who was standing on the side, and said, "Wuzhi, you go down first."

"Yes, master."

Relieved, he glanced at his master worriedly, and then fled as if a hungry wolf was chasing him.

At the moment, only the two of them were left in the room.

The county lord looked at the extremely beneficial, charming and moving man in front of him, and said forbearingly: "Yi'er, I want you to explain to me today's matter."

The county lord looked at Yi'er and tried his best to forbear, but Yi'er had a calm face, and she couldn't see any expression from it.

After being silent for a long time, Yi'er finally spit out a sentence:

"County master, the slave family is sorry for you, Yi'er betrayed the county lord."

A simple sentence is a statement of facts? Or do you want her forgiveness?

The county lord's face became even more gloomy, resisting the urge to rush up and hit him, gritting his teeth and saying, "What did you do?"

The county lord spent three days exploring all the details of every male pet in the house, but he didn't go to check Yi'er, but today, he actually took that kick in front of everyone, if she hadn't come forward to stop it, I'm afraid she would have punished him in front of everyone today.

Yi'er's eyes were glazed, she looked at the county lord, and asked rhetorically, "Didn't you already know?" I'm sent by the Empress, and I'm here to spy on you. ”

However, I also truly love you.

Yi'er knows that over the years, he has always regarded himself as the male pet of the county king's mansion and regarded her as his wife. Years of life in the county king's mansion made him almost forget his original identity. He is a spy who infiltrated the county king's mansion, and he is the eyeliner that the empress planted in the county king's mansion.

Originally, he could not have taken that step today, but he couldn't stand the condemnation of his conscience, since sooner or later he would be discovered, it was better to confess it now, at least, he would feel better.

Hearing Chen Ziwei admit it personally, the county lord's inner defense line finally collapsed.

She didn't want to believe it, she could have held on to a glimmer of hope, but now, the last hope was ruthlessly extinguished by Yi'er.

She grabbed Yi'er's arm fiercely and said bitterly, "The empress sent you to spy on me? Then you tell me what the Empress asked you to spy on? ”

Yi'er was caught by the county lord very painfully, and he kept struggling, but the more he struggled, the tighter she clutched. He was pinned down by her.

Yi'er was forced to face her full of anger, and he confessed: "Who does the county lord see on weekdays? What did you do? A good place to visit? Wait, no matter how big or small, as long as it's about you, you have to tell everything. ”

After hearing this, the county lord suddenly felt that his back was very cold, very cold, for so many years, he didn't expect that there was really a spy around him, and this spy was still the person she trusted the most, or the person she wanted to use her back to shelter him from the wind and rain.

Why? Why?

She was crying inwardly, her heart was dripping blood.

She has now lost even the qualifications to deceive herself, and the bloody reality has been ruthlessly laid out in front of her.

The county lord looked at Yi'er with a disappointed face, and she threw him aside fiercely.

She looked down at him condescendingly and forced him:

"Yi'er, how have I treated you for so many years?"

Yi'er was thrown back two steps, his body staggered due to unsteady steps, he struggled to balance his body from falling, and took the opportunity to grab the table next to him to make himself stand firm.

After he stood firm, he looked at the county lord, his eyes were full of sincerity, and he replied sincerely: "The county lord treats Yi'er very well. Very good. ”

Compared with other male pets, Yi'er eats and wears very well, and the county lord treats him very well, besides, he is the only one among the male pets who has been favored by the county lord, and this alone makes him supremely honored.

"But why did you betray me? Why? Why? ”

The county lord went berserk hysterically, his eyes turned scarlet, and he walked towards Yi'er step by step.

After all, he was ashamed of her, and he didn't dodge.

He accepted her final judgment.

"The most hated thing in the life of this county lord is betrayal, no matter who it is, he will have to pay the price."

She grabbed him by the collar and said coldly: "Hmph, you can do whatever the empress asks you to do, and you are so obedient to her?" The Empress sent you over to be my plaything, would you like to do the same? ”

The county lord asked him rhetorically one by one, after so many years in the mansion, haven't you been a little shaken? Are you so willing to be the empress's pawn?

And now you're a wasted player.

As the county lord's strength deepened, Yi'er was overwhelmed by the collar, and he felt that the tight clothes were about to sink into his flesh and blood.

It was as if he had been choked by the throat at the moment, his breath was hard to breathe, and his face was flushed.

"Ahem, county lord...... Put...... Hands"

Let go?

The county lord deepened his strength again and asked me to let go, you don't have that qualification.

She stared at him, her eyes full of anger.

"Do you think this county lord would let the traitor go so easily?"

Realizing that something was wrong with the county lord, Yi'er panicked.

The county lord was completely carried away by anger and hatred at the moment, and she stared at the person in front of her with scarlet eyes, wasn't he just a plaything? A plaything from the Empress!

recalled that when Yi'er first came to the county king's mansion, she was only dressed in red, a sedan chair, without any dowry or guests.

Of course, the county lord did not go that night, and he survived the long night alone.

A plaything is a plaything, and it doesn't deserve anything!

The county lord dragged him to the edge of the bed by the collar, fell on the bed, and vented fiercely, she was like a runaway horse at the moment, galloping wantonly on the grassland, rampage.

The powerful horse's hooves trampled on the fertile grassland, ravaging the tender grass under the hooves, and every meadow was ruthlessly crushed and destroyed by the horses.

Yi'er felt the pain, the heart-rending pain, and two lines of hot tears flowed uncontrollably.

He knew that from this day on, he was completely confirmed as a traitor.

He couldn't bear to scratch the county lord, his two hands tightly grasped the sheets under him, and he regretted in his heart over and over again: County lord, Yi'er is sorry for you......

……

I don't know how long it took, the county lord finished venting, and at this time, Yi'er was sweating profusely and had fallen asleep.

The county lord looked at his pale face and said coldly:

"Hmph, a plaything from the Empress."

The county lord got up, unwilling to look at him again.

At this time, a murmur suddenly came from behind him: "Pain...... belly...... Son, it hurts ......"

What the? What do you say?

The county lord was suddenly pulled back by reality, and habitually leaned over Yi'er, only to hear Yi'er say weakly: "Child... Child...... Child...... Sub ......"

What the? Child?

The county lord was shocked, what did she hear?

The county lord looked under him, and saw that the sheets were full of blood, like blooming hibiscus, so bright and dazzling.

She seemed to be awakened by thunder, no anger, no resentment, anxiously shouted outward: "Someone, go and ask the imperial doctor to come, go quickly, go quickly."