After buying the chestnut cake, the little girl walked hurriedly in the wind and snow, breathing in her mouth, and rubbing her red palms to keep warm

I saw her shivering shoulders turn and go to a high-gate compound, and soon disappeared into the high-rise compound.

I looked up and saw the four big characters of Prince You's Mansion engraved on the plaque, and the hatred in my chest instantly rose to the sky.

What kind of conspiracy and trickery was waiting for me in the palace 9 years ago.

It's the little girl in the Youwang Mansion,

After going around for so long, it turned out that it was still in this vicinity, and it didn't go far.

I saw the woman whom he had spent a lot of money to buy home and hide in her room.

Seeing him rubbing her delicate face carefully, looking at her affectionately without reaching the bottom of his eyes,

Who exactly he's looking at, I don't know.

All I know is that I want to tear apart these two dogs and men in front of me at this moment.

"I know who sent you, you tell him not to find Qianmo in vain, since she married me, even if she is unfaithful to me, she is my person in life, and death is my soul."

When I heard this, my soul seemed to tremble, and an uncontrollable hatred erupted from my heart.

She looked at his sword-like eyes, sneered lowly, and gently smashed her rusty fist towards the chest of the man in front of her, "Who is Qianmo?" You see you're holding me and talking about other women. ”

He looked at her gloomily, as if he were looking at a dead man, and said contemptuously: "You don't deserve to know who she is, go back." ”

Suddenly, the sleeve flicked backwards with great force, and the delicate woman rolled in the air and slammed into the hard wall, and I could clearly hear the muffled sound of bones breaking in the air.

I suddenly wondered if I was framed in the first place, was he the one in the mouth of the King of You.

"Come on, send Miss Crystal back to Wanhua Building."

Soon, two strong men lifted up the woman on the ground and walked out.

I trembled and followed the woman with a trace of blood in the corner of her mouth back to Wanhualou.

I saw her unscrew the purple crystals on the cupboard, the tables and chairs full of calligraphy and paintings made a muffled sound, and a door that could only allow one person to enter and exit appeared in front of her. Her phoenix eyes, which were about the same as mine, looked around, and she stepped into the dark doorway with the hem of her skirt.

I saw a man in an ink-colored costume, wearing a cold silver mask, leaning against the table.

The crystal endured the pain in her back, and reverently knelt in front of the man who looked down on the world, talking about everything that had just happened in the Youwang Mansion.

He stared into her eyes, from the first time he saw her, these familiar eyes made his heart beat, like the woman back then, the woman he had been looking for for so long.

He listened quietly to her reply, and it was obvious that she was hurt.

He had eagle-sharp eyes, looking around the narrow and cramped space, and a chill inexplicably surged from his toes to his whole body.

Impossible, no one can see me and feel my existence. I'm just a ghost who hasn't been reincarnated yet.

He looked around and found nothing, then said, "You just take care of your injuries, you don't need to meddle in this matter anymore." ”

After saying that, he raised his feet and left, and when he passed by me, it seemed to pause, and my breath instantly froze his left side. As if he had discovered something, he hurriedly bowed his head and left.

I watched as Crystal's shattered eyes stared in the direction the man had left, and it was paved with lingering friendships.

Oh, she loved him.

I followed him and watched him fly back to his palace with great speed.

Watching him take off his mask, the face under the mask instantly rushed into my eyes, my heart.

It's him, the crown prince when I got married.

The instrument is lofty, the black hair is slightly bundled, and the fox eyes full of charm look at the direction of my floating suspiciously.

Could it be him? In order to seize the throne, he framed the very popular King of You?

Yes, it should be him.

At that time, the crown prince had reached the point where he was almost abolished, and it was rumored that he drank and had fun all day long, and did not want to be motivated.

But when I look at his current appearance, I'm afraid most of the rumors back then were fake.

It is him, the people of the royal family, who are all vicious, and can do anything for their own powerful position.

With a very sharp step, I was in front of his eyes in an instant, and I reached out to strangle his neck only to find that my transparent hand passed through his body in an instant. The cold touch was still on his neck, and he took a few steps back as if frightened, his dark eyes scanning his surroundings fiercely.

I felt my powerlessness, and the realization made me feel a pain in my eyebrows.

I swear in my heart that if I am born again, I will cut my people with a thousand swords, eat their flesh, gnaw their bones, and drink their blood.

I curled up in pain, looking at my transparent, bloodstained body, the raging rage burning straight through my body like an erupting volcano, and I felt as if I was in a sea of fire. For a moment I couldn't breathe, as if a huge vortex had sucked me in.

The pain enveloped my bodyless soul, the pain burned my skin, and I felt the pain of being swept away by the whirlwind, and my skin was torn inch by inch.

The moment I felt like my soul was about to be torn apart, a sound seemed to penetrate my ears through the endless mist, dispelling the terrible feeling of suffocation, and relaxing my restless and tense heart a little.