Good no good?

The tone was even low.

But......

Su Miao lowered her eyes and laughed suddenly, "Look at what you said, it seems that I have the power to decide." ”

The man's figure paused slightly.

Su Miao patted his arm, his voice was even more hoarse than he had just now, and even a little ethereal, "Let go, I haven't slept well for a few days, I'm going back to sleep." ”

The man was stiffer.

She hadn't been let go for a long time, but this time, she didn't speak again.

What the man didn't want to do, she said it would be useless to do it many times.

The night wind was cold, and the face was like pins and needles, and the whole street had already entered the quiet of the dead of night.

It took a long time for Di Bei to straighten up again, looking into her eyes with his eyebrows lowered, and his tone of unknown meaning was tense with forbearance and displeasure, "Yanru, if you have the right to decide whether you want to stay or not, will you still leave?" ”

Silent silence spread.

The man's eyes turned cold, "I'm asking you!" ”

Su Miao's eyelids moved slightly, "I originally wanted to be decent, why do you have to ask knowingly?" She raised her eyes to look at him and curled the corners of her lips, "Do you think I should stay happily now, or do you think that if you didn't really kill my grandmother, you just scared and scared me casually on the court, so I should be grateful to hug you and cry?" ”

The wind at this moment was probably extremely cold, and the only bit of drunkenness on his body was blown away.

The woman in front of her was no longer the frightened and fragile person in Changle Palace just now, and she was no longer the person who would break at the slightest touch.

She reverted to her arrogant and indifferent expression, looking up at him clearly, but she didn't seem to take him seriously at all.

Di Beiyu's eyes gradually darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

The emotions that had been deliberately ignored by drunkenness from the beginning came back to him—or maybe he only ignored it because he saw her fragile appearance, and when she was no longer vulnerable, anger overflowed his chest again.

"Decent?"

The man's thin lips chewed on these words, and he suddenly sneered, "It's a pity, it's not decent now." ”

Su Miao looked at him lightly, "Isn't it good to get together and disperse?" ”

Good to get together and disperse?

Heh, do they look like they can break up now?

Di Beiyu's dark eyes were momentary, "What I want, I never can't get it." The cold voice drifted into his ears with the wind, coldly rendering the paranoid and resolute beak, "It's good to get together and disperse, you wait for the next life." ”

Su Miao, "........."

She laughed, "Okay, go back to the palace and sleep." ”

…………

When Su Miao returned to the palace and fell asleep, it was almost dawn, and Emperor Beiyu had already gone to the early dynasty.

She dreamed of Old Lady Su for two nights in a row, and she had no doubt that if she continued like this, she might die of a nervous breakdown.

So the moment she closed her eyes, she was even still afraid and panicked, afraid that she would still not be able to pass that hurdle.

But fortunately, I didn't have a dream all day.

She slept until the evening, when she woke up in a daze, but suddenly noticed that there was something strange about the aura around her.

Su Miao opened her eyes suddenly, and what she saw was Mrs. Su standing in front of her with a distorted face.

No, not a station.

But...... Floating?!

Su Miao's pupils shrank, "Mother? ”

"Help me...... Miao'er, help me ......"

The woman was only dressed in a white bedgown, and her expression was dazed and sluggish, and there was an obvious abnormality.