Volume 2 Eight Thousand Miles of Clouds and Moons Chapter 97 Feng Buqi (II)

Separated by an iron bar, they looked at each other and were silent for a long time.

Finally, Mo Jun opened his mouth to break the silence, and he praised: "Your dress reminds me of the day you came out of the pavilion that year, you are very beautiful." ”

Mei Sanniang just looked at him silently, even if it was rare to hear this guy spit out a sigh of admiration, his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest: "Is that all you want to say?"

Mo Jun spread his hands and said: "Some things don't have to be put on the table, you and I both know it, and picking it out will inevitably hurt my feelings." ”

Mei Sanniang sighed lightly, yes, maybe this is the last love that Mo Jun left her, a smart person like him has fallen to this, how can she not guess who betrayed him behind it?

She had guessed what kind of storm she would face, and what kind of cold peak iceberg she would face, but Mei Sanniang still dared to come at this time, not for anything else, just to fulfill a final wish, maybe to draw an end to all this.

It's just that Mo Jun is still Mo Jun, still so calm as water, without waves. It's just that he is so kind and pleasant, which makes Mei Sanniang's heart even more uncomfortable. With her understanding of Mo Jun, if she is scolded at this moment, maybe the two of them will have room to maneuver, otherwise it will be difficult to say.

"General, do you hate the slave family?" Mei Sanniang said cautiously, but she was nervous in her heart, for fear that he would say a "no".

But it backfired, but Mo Jun spit out the word cleanly. So, she begged, "Please don't do this to the slaves." ”

Mo Jun shrank back in fright, pinched a handful of sweat, and said with a dry smile: "I don't seem to have done anything, Sanniang still wants me to be angry?"

Mei Sanniang said gloomily: "It doesn't matter if you scold me, or beat me, whatever, why do you have to endure it?"

Mo Jun realized it later, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, Sanniang, you misunderstood, I'm really not angry." ”

At this time, Mei Sanniang was a little angry: "I have harmed you so far, you are not angry, how do you tell me to believe you? What should you do in the future?"

"Jiren has his own natural appearance, so you don't have to worry about this. Mo Jun replied lightly.

As soon as these words came out, in Mei Sanniang's opinion, it was even more estranged, she always felt that there was something in Mo Jun's words, which was ironic that she was harming people like this, and she was pretending to care about him. Thinking about it this way, even Mei Sanniang herself felt disgusting, quite like being a bitch and setting up an archway.

Mei Sanniang took a deep breath, she knew that if she said something at the moment, such as some explanations, it would only make people more disgusted and impatient, so she finally made up her mind to make her words clear and explain her feelings.

"It's been the fourth year since the slave family came out of the cabinet, and I've seen countless romantic talents, dignitaries, but none of them can enter my eyes and win my heart. Mei Sanniang's pupils faintly flashed with silver light, she stared at Mo Jun, and gently pulled out the white jade ring hanging on her chest, and the red rope tied to the ring seemed to be more colorful than this red dress.

"Because the slave family already has a person hanging on their hearts. ”

Mo Jun was caught off guard, his eyes dodged, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look again.

The young man's voice and smile, and the clean and chic white robe have long been deeply reflected in the slave's mind, and no one can replace him. Mei Sanniang leaned forward with a pretty face, grabbed the railing with both hands, and murmured, "Jun, can you look into my eyes?"

Mo Jun raised his head and smiled bitterly: "Why do you have to be like this. ”

Mei Sanniang smiled playfully, her smile was like a hundred scenes, but she was helpless and desolate: "The slave family originally planned to confess to you in front of the diners on the floor in the golden autumn when the flowers were full of moons. It's just a pity...... I can't wait for that time. ”

Seeing that Mo Jun was still silent, and his expression was not touched in the slightest, Mei Sanniang suddenly felt a sense of despair, but she still stubbornly continued: "So, can you listen to my request?"

"What?"

"Come with me and get out of here, they promised to let us live, leave Tai'an, and no longer pursue it. Mei Sanniang's eyes lit up with hope again: "The world is very big, and there are many places to go, such as the picturesque Jiangnan, the Mobei where the wolf is located, and the splendid and rich Shuzhong...... Even in the Western Regions, there can be a place to live. ”

"Leave Tai'an, leave this place surrounded by tigers and wolves, okay?"

Mo Jun shook his head with a wry smile and said, "You are too naΓ―ve, do you think that the Yuwen clan will really let you go?" As soon as I step out of this prison, I will be taken down by the army again and executed immediately." And you...... will also be guilty of the same crime. ”

Mei Sanniang was stunned, she didn't guess this possibility, but there was always a trace of luck in her heart, and she hoped that Yu Wenhong would be able to speak: "But it's come to this point, if you don't leave, you will definitely ...... if you stay here."

Before the words fell, he was interrupted by Mo Jun, and he said with a straight face: "Can you tell me the cause and effect of your choice to help them?"

"This ......" Mei Sanniang was stunned for a moment, a little hesitant.

"It's okay not to say it. ”

"Not really!" Mei Sanniang immediately vetoed, and then honestly explained her life experience and Yu Wenhong's promise to herself.

After hearing this, Mo Jun said bitterly: "You are so naΓ―ve! If you don't leave yourself a way out, you will easily trust these people! Do you think in Yu Wenhong's eyes, which is more important, the third prince or you? The Oiran of Mingyue Tower, at best, is just a tool that he throws away when he uses it!"

Mei Sanniang's face turned pale and lowered her head: "I have no choice......

"So I don't blame you, go back, go back to Mingyue Tower and stay honestly, maybe there is still room for maneuver. Mo Jun looked at her and said seriously, and deliberately accentuated the tone in the words "honest".

Mei Sanniang gritted her teeth, raised her head again, and said, "Then what should you do?"

Mo Jun suddenly laughed: "I said it, Jiren has his own natural appearance." ”

"The slave family is not joking with you!" Mei Sanniang shouted anxiously, and planned to persuade Mo Jun to leave with her again. In her opinion, only in this way can she really have a glimmer of life, instead of staying in this cold prison and waiting quietly for Yuwen to swing the knife in his hand.

Mo Jun said in a resolute tone: "Listen, even if Yuwen Hong really didn't lie to you, I won't leave with you." ”

Mei Sanniang's eyes widened suddenly, and a feeling of suffocation came, which made her breathless.

"Because I'm the general of the Great Zhou!"

Mei Sanniang was struck by lightning, and collapsed to the ground like a kite with a broken string, her face was pale, and her eyes lost their look. After a long time, she forced a smile: "Is this your answer? It turns out that everything is just wishful thinking on the part of the slave family......

Mo Jun bowed his head and was silent.

"It's okay......" Mei Sanniang covered her face with her long sleeves, and slowly stood up, there seemed to be a trace of choking in her voice: "But in any case, if you occupy the heart of the slave family, you can't play tricks, and the slave family also wants you to remember." ”

Mo Jun was stunned for a moment, and a trace of ominous premonition suddenly came to his heart, only to hear Mei Sanniang grit her teeth and say: "Always remember, whether it is love or hate!"

"What?" Mo Jun stood up abruptly, staring at Mei Sanniang deadly, trying to see her expression clearly, but the latter had already turned around resolutely, and the fiery red robe held a long shadow, swaying in the candlelight.

"Sikong Wang is dead. ”

Bang!

Mei Sanniang glanced back, only to see Mo Jun slamming his fist on the iron railing, making a loud noise, the green tendons on the back of his fist burst out, his finger bones turned white, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and even the trapped star lock on his body could barely suppress this manic aura, setting off a violent wind.

White robes flying.

Mei Sanniang had never seen Mo Jun lose his temper like this, and the scarlet eyes he stared at her finally made her feel the hatred she had expected at first.

Mei Sanniang smiled, with two lines of tears on her face, looking up to the sky and laughing, she had never laughed so rampantly in her life.

But her purpose has been achieved.

Then she whimpered sadly, covered her face with her hands, kept wiping the autumn water overflowing from her eyes with her sleeves, and the red clothes raised a dark incense, and the flames fluttered, and fled the place.

"The world says that the sycamore locks the phoenix, and I planted the sycamore in the courtyard, why...... But can't you wait for Feng to stop?"