Fleur looked up at the man on her body, handsome and bright-eyed, she used to be the most beautiful man in her opinion, more handsome and unstoppable than the third prince. But - what about later?

After today, there will be no tomorrow, right?

Fu Shaohong covered her lips, and the tossing and turning made her forget everything for a while.

Warmth and gentleness were what she once longed for, and what was once out of reach.

But now, he's given it all to her. Love, thoughts, all that can be given is tender. He kissed her body, so gentle that Flair wanted nothing more than to cry.

He kissed her tears away, and whispered in her ear, "When I return victorious, I will welcome you into the palace and promise you a prosperous life." ”

She climbed up to his neck, jerky in response to his tenderness.

This was a special surprise for Fu Shaohong, and the surprise made him slow down the process. The hibiscus under him, his cheeks were charming red, like a lotus flower in summer, with a faint fragrance, with a fresh redness, full of his senses. I can't wait to linger with her in this life to death!

His technique under the bed is naturally excellent, but now he only wants to take care of the women under him, so gentle that he can't bear to hurt, so gentle that he can't bear to increase the force.

He took her earlobe in his mouth and asked in a low voice, "Fleur, are you willing to wait for me?" ”

She opened her wistful eyes, with a vague and cold glimmer, just crying, without the answer he wanted.

Whatever the answer, no matter what happens later, just let time stand still.

He galloped over her, releasing all his affection and love in her body.

He looked at the woman under him, sometimes familiar, sometimes unfamiliar, but still involuntarily blooming gorgeously in his own world. He thought that when he returned, he would make her the happiest bride in the world.

If she wills, he will take her out of the Eastern Capital openly.

Please be transferred, and it is also excellent to be stationed at the border gates.

A **, a beautiful room.

The wind flowers are here, and the snow moon does not return.

Even when he was asleep, Fu Shaohong's hand was still on her waist, and his soft and slender waist was the world he wanted to hold the most. He hugged her in his arms, sleeping deeply, with a smile on the corner of his lips, as if he had embraced his own world, extremely satisfied.

Fleur opened her eyes, her face ruddy and unfaded, but her eyes were glowing with a terrible scarlet.

hand, slowly raised, trembling to pull out the hairpin in the loose bun.

The sharp hairpin, which was the eye of death, bloomed with a cold light.

She never knew that the weight of a hairpin was enough to crush her entire life. But she, as if her body did not obey the call, and her aunt's last words of revenge before her death were like an unstoppable curse, which made her soul fall into hell, and there was almost no way to break free.

The hairpin was only a millimeter away from his throat.

The hands were still shaking, trembling so much that they couldn't make a difference.

In his eyes, tears were lingering, almost wanting to burst out.

What am I going to do?

She asked herself, if this hairpin goes down, Fu Shaohong will die.

One second, they are still ** happy, and the next second, they will be separated forever.

His lingering words, the sound is still in her ears, teach her how to do it?

But—the hatred of destroying the door, the hatred of the nest, teach her how to stop there? The Fu family, only this lone seedling, killing Fu Shaohong is undoubtedly equivalent to destroying the foundation of the Fu family, which is the most direct and painful punishment.

But—

At that moment, she felt that she was standing on the edge of a cliff, and she was already in a desperate situation.

When emotion takes over the chest, reason begins to sleep, when hatred blinds the eyes, good people raise the knife of murder. Fleur took a deep breath and suddenly held the hairpin and stabbed it hard.

The hairpin was forcibly stopped only a millimeter away from Fu Shaohong's throat, Fu Shaohong slowly opened his eyes, and his hand clasped her wrist, "You-really want to kill me?" ”

Fleur's body shook, and the bloodshot eyes made up for it.

"Do you really want me dead?" Fu Shaohong choked up, and his voice was extremely hoarse, "Shangguan Jingyu said, you will take my life." I don't believe it, I don't believe it at all, because I don't think the Fleur I know, the woman I love, will not treat me like this. ”

But in fact, she did.

"Actually, you've woken up a long time ago?" Fleur stared at his face, her words gnashing.

Fu Shaohong smiled bitterly, "I've been waiting, waiting for you to turn back." ”

"I'm going to kill you!" Fleur is like a madman, trying to press the hairpin down.

The sharp tip of the hairpin slowly pierced into his neck, and hot blood slowly flowed out, staining her eyes red and hurting his heart.

The moment she saw the blood, Fleur's hand trembled in horror, and she finally let go of the hairpin.

The red blood is like her eyes at the moment, and she knows how much she hates to be so ruthless.

Fu Shaohong sat up and indifferently stroked the blood on his neck, "Why don't you stab it?" Isn't it just the right thing to make you satisfied? Come on! Keep stabbing it. ”

Fleur trembled, not daring to look him in the eyes, and turned her head away.

The next moment, Fu Shaohong suddenly grabbed her neck and roared sharply, "Come on, go on!" Why not stab it? Pierce me, and I will die by your hand. Didn't you want to kill me? Don't you want me to die? Come on! My life is here, as long as you dare to stab, I will dare to die! ”

"Let it go!" Fu Rui pushed him away fiercely, "Fu Shaohong, get out!" Get out! I don't want to see you again, I don't want to see you again! I never want to see you! ”

Fu Shaohong slapped her lips fiercely, blocking all her anger, and letting his anger disappear on her lips. Tossing and turning gently, her resistance was just an itch in his boots for him, and it had no substantive effect.

Her fists slammed into his stiff chest.

Tears snaked down the face like beads of broken thread.

When the kiss was enough, the punishment was enough, and when she collapsed on the bed and extinguished her anger, Fu Shaohong let go of her, and stared at the red and white Fu in front of him with a slight breath, "I know why you killed me, I don't blame you." I owe you all when I come back. ”

With that, he got up and dressed.

Outside, the night was dark, and a cold breeze poured in through the window.

There was no light in the room, and Fu Shaohong was dressed in the dark room.

Fleur sat on the bed and looked at him in a daze, at that moment, her heart hurt and her body was cold. Without his embrace, the world instantly cooled down.

She shrank unconsciously and shrunk her body, and Fu Shaohong was already dressed.

He glanced at the hibiscus in the dark, thought about it, and went to hand the lamp.

"I'm leaving." When the candlelight was lit in the room, Fu Shaohong stood in front of her. The candlelight fell behind him, and the long figure obscured all the light in front of her. The black pressing figure has an invisible pressure, originally, this should be the most powerful support in her life.

But—fate makes people, you can guess the beginning, but you can't guess the end.

Fleur looked up, squinting her eyes unconsciously because of the sudden light.

Fu Shaohong sat on the edge of the bed, and his clothes were already neatly dressed. He reached out and pulled the quilt tight for her, "Don't catch a cold." ”

Seeing that her eyes still fell on herself, Fu Shaohong smiled with relief, "After I leave, you can go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion!" Shangguan Jingyu is a good person, she has been looking for you, for fear that something will happen to you. Even if you return to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she will still treat you as a friend and will protect you and take care of you. ”

After speaking, Fu Shaohong got up, "Furui, let me take a good look at you again." ”

The reason why he took the lamp was just to look at her more before leaving.

Fleur hung her head and ignored it.

"Can you smile at me again?" He spoke, a sigh in his voice.

She was still unmoved.

Fu Shaohong slandered in his heart, Fu Rui's temperament is really the same as the master and servant, both of them are this virtue. Once you get angry, you don't say a word and ignore it completely.

Sighing helplessly, Fu Shaohong took two steps outside, and then paused to look back at her.

Unfortunately, Fleur still didn't look up.

"Wait until I get back." Fu Shaohong lowered his voice.

The next moment, Fleur sobbed, rushed out of bed, and hugged his waist from behind.

Fu Shaohong's body stiffened in shock, her heart was overjoyed, she finally figured it out.

However, Fleur choked up, "I won't wait for you, and I won't love you anymore." Leave me alone, and I'll let you go. We've been clear since then—it's never been a relationship again. ”

There was something hot that burned his back and spread straight to his heart.

My heart hurts, it really hurts, it seems like Ling Chi, a thousand cuts.

Fu Shaohong pulled his lips, "Wait for me to come back, Mrs. Fu." ”

As the sound fell, he quickly broke her hand and walked out the door without looking back.

She froze in place, tears raining down.

Mrs. Fu - he said: Mrs. Fu?

When I come back, I will ride a horse at the end of the earth.

At the beginning of the evening, thousands of lights are lit.

Whose family is separated in front of them, and whose family is here to say goodbye?

A chessboard, two people sit opposite each other, playing with each other, but each has its own heart.

"You lost more than ten games to me tonight." Shangguan Jingyu raised his head.

Under the candlelight, Xiao Dongli half-bowed his head, the gold ornaments on his forehead poured down, and the smile on his lips was shallow, "Winning or losing is a common thing in soldiers, what's so strange?" ”

"You're absent-minded." She opened her lips, "How can you be thoughtful when you have distractions?" ”

Xiao Dongli raised his head, and the white son in his hand didn't fall for a long time, "With you by your side, how can you concentrate?" ”

"No, you always let me, boring." Shangguan Jingyu threw the chess pieces back into the chess box and got up and walked aside.

Seeing this, Xiao Dongli smiled, but he was not annoyed, and walked behind her, gently wrapping his arms around her shoulders, "Angry?" ”

"Nope." Shangguan Jingyu tried his best not to think about tomorrow's expedition, but the more he didn't think about it, the more he kept thinking about it in his mind. She felt that her heart was in turmoil, but she tried her best to maintain the initial calm on her face.

Xiao Dongli didn't know what she was thinking, "It's better for me to draw a portrait with you and take it with you." ”

Shangguan Jingyu nodded.

He didn't look at her, turned to the desk, took the pen and began to paint.

"You don't look at me, how can you draw similarly?" Shangguan Jingyu was puzzled.

He said, "What is engraved in my heart, why should I copy it? ”

She said, "Poor mouth." ”

He raised his head, under the candlelight, his eyes were full of moonlight, "Don't believe it? ”

She shook her head, believing in her heart, but not believing in her mouth.

He said, "Come here." ”

Shangguan Jingyu stepped forward slowly, but he handed a suspended rope on the bookshelf to her hand, "Try it." ”

She frowned, pulled the rope at will, and heard a series of clattering sounds in her ears, and she was momentarily stunned on the spot.