Chapter 155: The Abolition of the Prince (4)
Ling Shang took a deep breath of anger, took a step back, and picked up the clothes that smelled of wine and put them on.
"You said you were heinous in the past...... Why shouldn't I? Ye Mushen looked worried.
He took the robe handed by Ling Shang, but it only hung on his hand.
"It's different...... Ling Shang sneered, "whether it's killing people with your own hands, watching them survive to death in front of you...... Or borrow a knife to kill people, and watch them step by step into the trap that has been laid for a long time, like manipulated puppets who are helpless against fate...... You've never tried. β
Ling Shang's words taught Ye Mushen shuddered.
"They...... Is it your enemy? "Other than that, Ye Mushen couldn't imagine that apart from hatred, there was any reason why Ling Shang could do such a cruel thing.
Under Ling Shang's deep eyes, the purple mist appeared and disappeared from time to time.
When do heinous people need a reason to fall into the path of ghosts?
Ling Shang wiped Mu Shen's shoulder and came to the door, "If you want to leave here, please take care of yourself." β
God knows how much Ye Mushen hates this sentence.
If the relationship between himself and Ling Shang can only be confined to this dustless dwelling, then what is it?
Why can't we be together openly?
Why isolate him from the outside world?
Is he to blame for being too greedy?
β¦β¦ Shouldn't Ling Shang always keep him out of his heart?
Ye Mu ginseng is not without grievances.
Behind this resentment is his increasingly possessive desire for Ling Shang.
wants to let the world know that Hou Lingshang is the person he admires at night.
If you want to be the only one of Ling Shang, know everything about him.
wants to enter Ling Shang's heart and become an existence that pulls his heartbeat.
β¦β¦
A strong cold wind poured into the dimly lit room; The beauty bowed her head in despair, wanting to leave.
"Ling Shang!" Ye Mushen called him, "Let's talk." β
Ling Shang turned around, and the green silk that was messy from indulgence was blown up by the wind, setting off his cheeks even more coldly, "What are you talking about?" β
"There's no way you're going to let me stay here for the rest of my life."
Ling Shang turned his head and was noncommittal.
If you can really imprison the person in front of you here forever...... How nice it should be.
It's just that his fate as early as his birth was settled.
"If you have any plans...... It's not convenient to let me know about the plan, I can waitβwait for you to finish what you want to do. Ye Mushen tried her best to make herself not sound like a grumbling resentful woman.
"And then?" Ling Shang looked at Ye Mushen, as if to explore whether his words were sincere.
And then ...... Then it's back to track - you are your marquis, and I will take care of my Xiaoaotang. Ye Mushen was quickly calculating in his mind, and the corners of his mouth rose comfortably, "When the time comes, I will carry the sedan chair eight times and marry you." β
If Ye Mushen hadn't mentioned leaving this stubble, Ling Shang might still be in the mood at this moment, and tell him who should marry whom.
However, at the thought that Ye Mu Shen would finally understand everything that had happened during this time, Ling Shang couldn't lift his spirit.
The Mo Lian on his back is resurrecting little by little - just because of Ye Mushen's sentence "killed Ayan".
If he delays any longer, the poison of the Lotus will make him miserable.
The cold night breeze swept into Ye Mushen's thin clothes, sobering him up from his lingering feelings.
"So, tell me a deadline." Ye Mushen made up her mind, "When will I get out of here?" It's good for me to have a certain idea in my heart. β
If we delay any longer, the anxiety in my heart will only get heavier.
He's not brain-dead, and he hates to get into trouble the most.
What Ye Mushen didn't know was that as long as he knew what was going on, it didn't matter if Ling Shang had completed what he had to do......
It was impossible for Ling Shang to see him again.