"Pranya, you answer me! You answer me! You speak! I command you to speak......" Seeing Pranya, she looked away and shook her almost uncontrollably.

"Let the princess treat him as if he were dead. After being shaken for a long time, Prajna finally spoke, but what he said was the words he had just spoken, and his tone was flat, without a trace of emotion.

Now that the matter has come to this, Praruo hopes that the princess will completely die, after all, this person is no one else, but Mu Xingyu's own brother.

"Princess!" said Prajna, who had never expected that the princess would kneel down in front of her.

Even if she is no longer the peerless princess of Tianji Kingdom, she is also the supreme master in the heart of Prajna. But what did she do now, so that the princess was condescending, and the princess knelt in front of her.

Prajna's heart was dripping blood, and the trace of begging in the princess's eyes was unbearable, and now the princess was still kneeling in front of her. Even if she died, she couldn't redeem the damage she caused to the princess, and she couldn't make up for the guilt in her heart.

"Princess, don't be like this, get up, you hit me, you kill me...... Come, the knife is given to you, you kill Prajna, and Prajna has no other words. ”

Prajna couldn't pull the weak water up twice after pulling it up, and she was so confused that she couldn't speak. The corner of his eye swept to the side of the dagger that Weak Water had brought in just now, and he hurriedly stuffed the dagger into Weak Water's hand.

This is the dagger she used to hurt Mu Qiannian, she died in the hands of the princess, and dying on this dagger can be regarded as relieving a little bit of her sin.

Weak Water finally held the dagger that Hanruo stuffed into her hand, but her next move made Hanruo feel frightened.

The bright blade glistened coldly in the candlelight, and the weak water pressed the dagger against his slender white neck.

The swan-like noble and elegant jade neck was slightly raised, and a few pink traces could be faintly seen. Where the knife reached, with the force of the weak sailor's palm, a touch of bright red slowly escaped.

"Prajna, tell me, you didn't kill him. The color of the weak water's eyes grew darker, but the tone was unexpectedly flat. But in this blandness, Prajna still heard a trace of grievance, and even a trace of despair.

"Princess, you get up first, I didn't kill him, he was only slightly injured. Praruo's hand slowly approached the hand of the weak water holding the knife, and she didn't dare to say anything more that shouldn't be said.

The princess's appearance at this time made her not doubt it at all, if Mu Qiannian died, the knife on the princess's neck would be deeply pierced.

She couldn't take this risk, and she didn't dare to take this risk, so she could only coax with good words, and when the weak water showed a little slackness, she quickly snatched the dagger.

Hearing what Praruo said, Weak Water did not doubt him, and immediately got up and pushed away Pranya, who was still holding himself, and rushed out with an arrow step.

first went to the house where Mu Qiannian lived, went to the kitchen, and went to the horse circle, but after searching every angle in the yard, he couldn't see Mu Qiannian's figure. Moreover, Mu Qiannian's horse is no longer there.

Mu Qiannian...... Mu Qiannian ......"

The night is deep and the moon is cold. In the thick snow-covered courtyard, a lone shadow kept searching and calling.

Prajna stood far away in front of the door of the house, not daring to come near, and not having the face to approach. All of this was caused by her, although Mu Xingyu was the culprit, but she was indispensable.

If it weren't for the princess's extreme trust in her, with the princess's acumen, it would be impossible not to find this flavorful Huagong Sanjia in the tea. However, she took advantage of the princess's trust in her and did something to hurt the princess.

The weak water finally stopped under the maple tree, where the leaves had fallen and the branches were covered with a thick layer of snow. She stared blankly at the snowman, which had broken into several large pieces, and the last bit of light in her eyes completely disappeared.

It was a snowman that Mu Qiannian had built for her with her own hands, as tall as her and as beautiful as her. But now, it has been shattered, just like Mu Qiannian's broken heart.

Weak Water slowly squatted down and picked it up piece by piece, trying to fight back to the original appearance of the snowman, but if it was broken, it would be broken......

The snowman that Mu Qiannian piled up for her, the snowman that Mu Qiannian personally sketched her eyebrows and eyes one by one, can no longer be restored to its original state. And can she and Mu Qiannian go back to the past?

Pranya looked at the weak water on her hair and her clothes covered with snowflakes, and finally couldn't help but run over. Her princess now has no internal strength to support herself, and she will freeze if she spends so much time in the snow.

"Princess, go back to the house, you can beat me and scold me, you can kill or chop, princess, don't torture yourself, okay?"

......

The sky gradually lit up with a hint of fish belly white.

In the snow, there were two figures dressed in snowflakes, one squatting, numbly and mechanically building the snowman, and the other kneeling, constantly brushing the snowflakes off the clothes of the snowman builder.

Prajna was still begging Weak Water to return to the house, but Weak Water didn't seem to hear anything, all she knew was that she wanted to put the snowman back together.

In the end, Weak Water finally gave up, and she overturned the snowdrift that had been piled up for a long time, but still did not have the slightest appearance of the snowman that Mu Qiannian had built.

"Pranya, for the sake of you following me for many years, you can go. Weak Water slowly stood up, gently brushed the snowflakes off his body, and said in a light tone. It sounds lifeless, but it's indescribably cold.

"Princess, I ......"

The weak water squatted for too long, and the moment she got up, she was a little unsteady on her feet, and her body swayed for a while, so she immediately got up and reached out to support her. was gently pushed away by the weak water and pulled away from her for a short distance.

The weak water was deliberately distant, and Praruo didn't dare to step forward to offend again, and the unfinished words in her mouth froze in the cold air.

"Remember, from now on, I am no longer your princess, and you are no longer my dead soldier. I don't blame you now, but I'll never forgive you either. ”

The voice of the weak water was flat, but the words that came out made Prajna feel cold even more than the snow.

will never forgive, the princess will never forgive her, and the princess will no longer need her.

Yes, why should she beg the princess for forgiveness, and the princess does not blame her, nor does she recognize her, which makes her more uncomfortable than killing her.

"Princess, please don't rush away. Prajna knelt in the snow again, clutching his boots under his weak robe, begging with tears in his eyes.

She didn't want to leave the princess, she looked at it, and wanted to follow her and protect her princess for life. She said that she wanted to protect the princess with her life, but now she hurt the princess like this.

Weak Water slowly turned around, leaned down, and gently wiped away the tears on Pranya's face with her fair and slender hand.

"You still have the face to cry, you should know that if you hurt Mu Qiannian, I will never forgive you. Wipe away your tears and remember that you and I have finished our master-servant relationship, and I don't want to see you again in this life. ”

How soft the weak water wipes away the tears of the water, how her words pierce the heart of the prajna. She got up again, lifted her legs and shook off the hands that were holding her, and walked towards her room without looking back.

But if she didn't dare to leave, now she didn't worry about the princess who had lost her internal strength, the princess's whereabouts had been exposed, in case Mu Xingyu came to the princess when her internal strength had not recovered, the consequences were unpredictable.

Prajna followed the princess to the door of the house and stayed there quietly.

Before a cup of tea could be done, weak water opened the door with his long sword and came out. The long sword rested on Prajna's neck, and his voice was as cold as the blade: "If you don't want to force me to death, you can get out of here." ”

Separated by a sword, the weak water moved forward step by step, and the prajna retreated step by step. In this way, Pranya withdrew step by step from the small courtyard and exited the winding mountain path.

"Princess, your internal strength has not yet recovered, if you are worried that Mu Xingyu will trouble you, you will stay for three more days, just three days. As soon as your internal strength is restored, Prajna will no longer obstruct the princess's eyes. Seeing that it was getting farther and farther away from the small courtyard, Prajna tried to beg again.

"I said a long time ago, my business has nothing to do with you, don't follow me anymore. After the weak water finished speaking, he withdrew his long sword, turned around and walked in the direction of the small courtyard.

If she didn't dare to follow, she knew the princess's temper. It's really urgent, she is not afraid that the princess will kill herself, but she is afraid that the princess will hurt herself, then she is really to blame.

It's better to go back to the city first, first, to find out Mu Xingyu's movements, and second, she needs materials and time, disguise herself and secretly protect the princess.

After making up his mind, Prajna swept away his previous loss and quickly turned to leave. But before he left this valley, he was hit hard in the back of his head, and his eyes suddenly went black and he lost consciousness.

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