Chapter 41: Poor Figures
I didn't hear an answer for a long time.
Mingzhu only thought that the girls didn't dare to say anything for fear of getting up to get up. She was in a good mood, too lazy to pay attention, and turned over to continue sleeping, but heard another loud noise outside, this time not some porcelain broken, but the sound of bulky furniture such as chairs and shelves falling on the ground.
Mingzhu was so frightened that she sat up, and was about to get out of bed to see what was going on, when she saw the door curtain suddenly lifted from the outside, and a tall palace man walked in with raised eyebrows and horizontal eyes, and a pair of eyes stared at her coldly, as if she was going to be eaten alive.
It was Yu Wenyou who had changed his clothes.
"Help!" Mingzhu screamed, jumped out of bed barefoot and was about to run.
Yu Wenyou was not in a hurry, and blocked her way out after just one stop at the door.
Mingzhu casually grabbed the medicine bowl on the table and smashed it at him, and said sharply, "What are you going to do?" What happened to Su Lan and them? His eyes squinted to the window, wondering how he could get out of there as quickly as he could.
As soon as Yu Wenyou turned around slightly, the medicine bowl flew out on his shoulder, and it smashed to the ground with a "dang" sound, and the black medicinal juice splashed away, filling the room with a thick smell of medicine. He folded his arms and smiled sarcastically: "Aren't you about to be killed by this king?" Why are you still alive like this? β
Mingzhu was too lazy to entangle this with him, and when he saw that he missed the blow, he picked up the candlestick again and pointed the sharp face at him: "What happened to Su Lan and them?" β
"When they did not listen to the king, he killed them all." Yu Wenyou smiled coldly, merged his palms into a blade, and slanted down everything, his expression gloomy and vicious.
Mingzhu's vest was cold, and he couldn't guess the truth of his words for a while, so he sneered: "When I am a three-year-old child? If you do kill them, you are killing yourself. If your ambition is not rewarded, will you be willing to die like this? β
Yu Wenyou looked at her and laughed slowly, his smile was strange, and his eyes were even more complicated: "It's you who know me best." This king is really reluctant to give up on you. β
Seeing that he was smiling strangely, Mingzhu suddenly became vigilant, straightened his face and said loudly: "Acquaintances, get out quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being polite!" β
"Where are you going?" Yu Wenyou spread his hands at her, "The world is so big, there is no place for me, even you ......" You have turned your back on me. He laughed and slowly pulled out a dagger from his arms: "Do you still recognize it?" β
The dagger was thin and fast, and the whole thing was pitch black and shiny, which was the most special. Of course Mingzhu recognized what this was, in her previous life, she finally used it to stab Yu Wenyou's chest, but unfortunately she missed the blow and lost the opportunity; And before, it was also what she begged her second brother to find and give to him, and all she asked for was a smile from him.
But what about him, what did he do with this sword that sharpened iron like clay?
A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Mingzhu's lips.
She remembered that when she gave him this thing, his smile that was contemptuous to the bone, he took it so casually, threw it aside so casually, didn't even look at it, and said in a tone of calling flowers: "Okay, I'll take it." Seeing that she still wanted to speak, she frowned impatiently: "I have already accepted it, what do you want?" "Shut all her words in her throat.
became a relative, she asked by chance, and he thought for a long time before he said lazily: "I can't remember, maybe where I put it." When I'm free, I'll ask people to find out. β
Later, the dagger was indeed found, but it was not for him to be found, but she had found it by chance in the corner of his study, and it was covered with a thick layer of ash, and he had never pulled it out, let alone looked at it closely. This time when death was imminent, he didn't forget the dagger into the dust again.
At that time, it was not unwilling, it was not sad, it was noisy, and she could endure it. What did she think at the time? Years have passed for too long, and Mingzhu can't remember the specific mentality at that time, but she vaguely remembers that she just doesn't admit defeat, she just wants to one day, so that he only has her in his eyes, then she wins.
Looking back now, she was very surprised that she had been able to practice herself to this point, and it was indeed a demonic barrier, otherwise she would not have been able to explain it.
Seeing Mingzhu staring at the dagger and pondering, Yu Wenyou's eyes showed a bit of unusual light, and his tone became affectionate and gentle: "This is what you gave me, I remember that you begged your second brother to find it, of course I want to keep it." β
It turned out that he remembered, perhaps, at this time, he remembered. Mingzhu suddenly didn't want to jump out of the window and run away, she thought she knew what he was here for. He was reluctant to die, he didn't want to die, he didn't change the hard one for the soft one, he wanted to impress her, he wanted to rekindle her love and pity for him, so Su Lan and the others would not have to worry about their lives, and she was safe for the time being.
It feels really good to be begged for, and it turns out that there is also a day when feng shui flows backwards. Mingzhu raised her eyebrows and looked at Yu Wenyou: "Do you remember?" β
Yu Wenyou was really fooled, and followed her words and said very affectionately: "Of course I remember, you told me that it sharpens iron like clay, and it is a rare treasure knife, let me stay for self-defense." β
"I said that?" Mingzhu smiled and said softly, "But I can't remember." It seems like a long, long time ago. β
"Soon, not far away, it's the spring of last year." Yu Wenyou was a little anxious, and then he saw Mingzhu's smiling expression, and the whole person suddenly cooled down, and then he was a little annoyed and angry after his self-esteem was seriously damaged, "Actually, I haven't understood all along, why did you suddenly change?" β
Mingzhu put down the candlestick, sat down at the table, poured herself a cup of tea unhurriedly, moistened her throat, and then smiled and said, "It's not that I've changed, but I've realized." β
"Enlightened?" Yu Wenyou couldn't figure it out, and looked at her inquiringly with a frown.
"Well, I don't like you anymore. So you stop trying to impress me with these clichΓ©s, that will only make me despise you even more. No matter what happened in the past, you still had a waist and a backbone, but now, you are about to break your waist. Mingzhu suddenly lost interest in talking to him in detail, and a person from the past, who was dead in her eyes and heart, said what was going on? Mentioning the past is just a confirmation of how stupid, ridiculous and pathetic she is from all aspects, bit by bit. Thinking of what he had done to her, she couldn't help but hate him, and she didn't even want to breathe the air in the same room with him.
She whispered word by word: "If your waist is broken, then what do you have to be proud of?" What's the difference with the lackeys of my father's men that you look down upon? β
Yu Wenyou's face turned pale, and he looked at Mingzhu fixedly, without saying a word. He is really good-looking, his face is cold and proud, and his eyes are naturally a little amorous. He stared at Mingzhu like this, quite resentful, desperate, hateful and loving in it.