That night, it rained heavily. The rain will be the flowers that Su Chengcheng has cultivated with great difficulty, and they will be scattered.

Heavy rain was accompanied by lightning, the trees were violently blown by the wind, and the leaves fell one by one.

It's not autumn yet, but this rainy night is like a bleak late autumn, which makes people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

In Su Chengcheng's dream, Xu's mother's bleeding face appeared, and the expression on Xu's mother's face was extremely hideous.

Mother Xu kept approaching her, and kept shouting: "Give me back my life, give me back my life......"

Su Qingcheng screamed to wake up, and then the window was blown open by the strong wind, and a cold wind blew, making her shiver lightly.

She took advantage of the light of the night pearl and looked down at her hand, as if she saw a lot of blood on it.

This is not the first time she has killed someone, Nie Qingyan and Situ Xuanzhan's children have long since died because of her calculations.

However, that time, she had no psychological burden.

Because that's what the two owe her, maybe, that child, doesn't want to have parents like that.

She burst into tears, and on this rainy night, no one could hear her cry.

She finally could, and cried out loud.

"Allure, you don't owe the Su family, so you don't have to blame yourself, and you don't need to pay anything back, there is a little brother here."

This sentence was said by her dearest brother, which was obviously a comforting word, but it made her blame herself even more.

How not to blame yourself?

Those self-reproaches turned into poisonous water, which took root in her heart, and as time passed, it would become more and more expansive until it became an ocean.

As long as Situ Xuanzhan is still alive, as long as the Great Liang Kingdom still exists, she will never be able to forgive herself!

There is a Buddha mind called forgiveness.

She also wanted to forgive, Su Qingcheng didn't want to have blood on her hands, but ...... How could she just give up?

Moreover, Situ Xuanzhan, including Li Minran, they will not let her go!

She stood up and stood by the window by the light of the pearl of the night. Then he saw the man standing in the courtyard, letting the rain hit him.

The night was dark, and she couldn't see his face clearly, but she knew who he was!

"Xiao Qingjue, you go, you go! Why are you here with me? Why? ”

She suddenly hissed and screamed with all her might, and the man's body shook slightly, but he did not leave, but stood there stubbornly, looking at her.

She was in the house, and he was in the courtyard.

It's not far away, but it seems to be people from two worlds.

Su Qingcheng couldn't help crying, she was scared, she was really scared.

Those words that were said in front of Shao Yelei were not all true.

She's cowardly.

She was afraid of the unpredictability of the road ahead, afraid that on this road, she would gradually lose her heart and slowly fill her hands with blood.

Xiao Qingjue walked in slowly, and when Su Qingcheng looked up again, he was already standing outside the window, drenched in rain, and his handsome face was also full of rain.

"Don't ...... Don't cry. ”

His voice was a little hoarse, and it was impossible to hear any emotion.

Su Tingcheng's nose was sour, and then he beat his chest with his hand: "Why, why are you here, why do you still appear in front of me, do you still think that you haven't tortured me enough?"

Xiao Qingjue didn't move, and let her fist smash on her body. It wasn't until she couldn't smash it anymore that he gently took her hand.

Outside, the rain was getting heavier, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

But Xiao Qingjue didn't seem to hear anything, couldn't see, couldn't feel.

In his eyes, there was only the woman in front of him.

"I thought...... You're going to be scared of thunder......"

He seemed to be explaining why he was here, his voice was very low, but it was so close that Su Tingcheng heard it.

Her crying stopped abruptly, and then she looked at him with some panic, her eyes wary and suspicious.

Xiao Qingjue's hand suddenly placed on her left side of her face, Su Qingcheng's body trembled instinctively, and he also felt it.

He laughed to himself, she was afraid of him, because he had once, slapped her.

He lowered his hand and turned around suddenly, "I'm gone." ”

Su Qingcheng was stunned by Xiao Qingjue's words and actions just now, and when he reacted, the man had already walked into the courtyard.

He's really leaving!

"Xiao Qingjue!"

After Xiao Qingjue's body was stunned, he still walked out. Su Qingcheng was terrified, she turned around sharply, rushed into the hospital, and let the rain fall.

"Xiao Qingjue! Xiao Qingjue! ”

But the man, as he had said, left.

This time, he just came to see her, is he afraid of thunder and rain!

Why?

Why do you care so much about her?

If you care about her, why do you treat her so cruelly?

She wanted to cry, but she couldn't, her nose was very sore, and what came to her mind was the picture of meeting him for the first time on death row.

He was dressed in black, but his eyes were shining brightly, illuminating the dim cell.

"Miss Su, how about making a deal?"

Sure enough, just the deal.

She squatted down sharply, and the rain hit her thin middle coat, and soon she was soaking wet.

But the man who cared about her fear of thunder had left, and it was really as he said - resolute!

Suddenly, her whole body was trapped, and the smell of soaphorn suddenly filled the tip of her nose.

She was stopped by someone who came and hugged her, and his body trembled, as if he was excited, and as if he was afraid.

He quickly carried her into the room, put her on the beauty couch for a nap, and then wrapped her in a large jacket beside him.

But he didn't know that he was soaking wet.

Su Qingcheng looked at him with teary eyes and smiled lightly: "Lord Messenger."

The man was startled and lowered his head: "I'm like this, why can you still recognize me?"

Su Qingcheng smiled slowly: "I am naturally sensitive to taste, and I remember the smell on the messenger."

The only man who cared for her in that humiliating performance.

He said, "She's not a dancing girl."

He said: "Xiao Qingjue, you can't be so harsh on her."

"It turns out that the messenger is so handsome." Even if he is so embarrassed, Rong Songyao's face is very handsome, and his contours are deeper than those of Da Liang and Da Wei, which is very special.

When Rong Songyao heard this, he suddenly looked at her with burning eyes: "Allure girl, are you still ...... Remember me? I'm Rong Songyao! ”

Su Qingcheng's face changed slightly, and he stared at Rong Songyao for a long time before he remembered.

It seems that a year ago, on the day of celebrating Situ Xuanzhan's birthday, he met Rong Songyao once.

She nodded: "The eldest prince ......"

Su Qingcheng hadn't finished speaking, but Rong Songyao seemed to hug her excitedly: "You remember me, you remember me!" Allure, you remember me! Don't hurt yourself anymore, do you know how scared I am when I see you crying? ”

Su Tingcheng was taken aback by this hug, this was different from the hug just now, the hug just now made her warm and needed.

And this hug doesn't seem to be like that.

Her lips trembled: "Great Prince, what are you doing?"