Mei Sanniang had almost forgotten how she had returned to Mingyue Tower.

In this small yard, the scenery is still the same, and the sycamore leaves are falling, as if it is raining.

The rain in Mei Sanniang's eyes did not stop, but she couldn't mention hatred or resentment, everything was her own fault. Mo Jun's reply was really ironic for her, sarcastic that she took everything for granted, but everything was just her own wishful thinking.

Mei Sanniang took a step by step, wanting to go back to the room to pack her luggage and leave this sad place.

A few more sycamore leaves were blown off in the courtyard, Mei Sanniang looked at the slowly falling leaves in a daze, took two steps forward, and stretched out her hand to catch it, but it was like a breeze blowing through the soft wattles.

In a trance, Mei Sanniang recalled the figure of stroking the piano in the snow, and her heart ached inexplicably, it turned out that her mother also felt this way back then, not looking forward to not returning, but waiting for the negative person. I don't know what to do, but I always fall in love.

And the boy's joking words were still a prophecy.

The rain was even heavier.

Mei Sanniang stepped through the courtyard gate and found that Yu Wenhong was leaning against the door wall with his arms crossed, staring at her with bad intentions, his face full of treachery and cunning.

Under the shadow of the lamp, the two figures were elongated in vain, one thin and the other strong.

"It's so late, where is Sanniang going?" Yu Wenhong said with a hippie smile.

Mei Sanniang restrained her expression, rubbed her reddened eyes, and choked up a little in her tone: "You promised the slave family, and after the matter is completed, you will let me go." ”

"Hey, no, no!" Yu Wenhong shook his head, stepped forward and patted Mei Sanniang's slightly trembling shoulder, and sneered: "I remember I said that I would let the two of you leave!"

Mei Sanniang's eyes were angry.

Yu Wenhong spread his hands and said: "I don't blame me, I can only blame Sanniang for her lack of charm and failure to take the general with her, if you let Sanniang leave alone, no one will take care of her on the road, and my son is really relieved!"

Mei Sanniang gritted her teeth: "Yu Wenhong!"

"The two of us have been friends for so many years, for the sake of Sanniang, I personally arranged a good marriage for you, not to mention that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always admired Sanniang, so you don't have to leave this Tai'an. Yu Wenhong looked Mei Sanniang up and down, and smiled even more: "You don't have to change this dress, Your Highness will definitely like it very much." ”

"Don't you think!" Mei Sanniang suddenly pulled out a dagger from her cuff, and with a flash of cold light, she struck directly at Yuwen Hong's door, wanting to tear this ugly face to shreds with one blow.

The red dress on her body is the wedding dress she sewed with a stitch and a thread since she was a child, and every time she drops a stitch, the blush on her face will add a point, which entrusts her girl's feelings and dreams.

She also held this wedding dress, buried her round little face on the neckline, and counted the advantages of her heroes with her fingers, and when she should step on the colorful auspicious clouds to marry herself. At that time, he should have a sweet smile on his face, affectionately hugging his sweetheart's neck and shouting "husband".

And that person shouldn't be a micro-shengshao.

Bang dang!

The dagger was knocked to the ground, Yu Wenhong took a few steps back, his smile was still the same, and his face did not show the slightest anger, and behind him, Ji Li held a long knife, his eyes flashed with a hint of pity, and he sighed.

"Everyone's ladies are rough, how unsightly!" Yu Wenhong straightened his clothes with both hands, his white teeth seemed to be shining, and he said with a hint of threat: "I can't help you now, my son hopes that you can be honest, don't force me to be rude, it will not be good for everyone to break up unhappily!"

A hypocrite is better than a real villain.

Mei Sanniang snorted disdainfully and sneered: "Do you think I don't dare to die to show you?"

Yu Wenhong froze, stared at Mei Sanniang for a long time, patted his head, and pretended to be distressed: "If Sanniang dies, presumably the general will also be in pain, and this son will definitely give him a ride in person...... Oh, and that Li Mujun, Sanniang is like a sister to her, presumably she doesn't want to let Sanniang be so lonely on Huangquan Road. ”

"Yu Wenhong, you are shameless!" Even if Mo Jun had reminded her in the prison, Mei Sanniang never expected Yu Wenhong to be able to reach such a point.

In any case, Li Mujun is innocent, even Mo Jun didn't let her in, not to mention that she is still a princess personally crowned by His Majesty, does Yu Wenhong already have this kind of guts?

Yu Wenhong was noncommittal and said with a smile: "Then you have to think about it carefully." ”

Mei Sanniang's thin body trembled in the wind, and after a long time, she smiled bitterly. What else did she have to consider? If she really wanted to say that there was, it was why she chose to help the Yuwen clan in the first place, and directly disobeyed them, which was a big deal, at least it would not affect others. But now, it's too late to say anything......

Tick.

Tick.

In the cold underground palace on the eastern outskirts of Tai'an, there was silence everywhere, and the dome was dripping with dew and falling on the stone slabs.

It was late at night, Qin Luofu still couldn't sleep, she was holding a delicate dagger in her hand, looking at her in a daze, her mind was in a daze.

On the night of the birthday banquet, Qin Luofu was seriously injured by Mo Jun, if it weren't for the mercy of the other party's subordinates, she would have died on the spot. This was an unplanned thing, even Qin Luofu never thought that she would be defeated by Mo Jun, or rather, she was very confident in herself, even if she was defeated, she should be able to escape safely.

That day, Xu Xingyan and Bai Fan created chaos, and while the Su Mansion was jumping up and down, Qin Luofu took the opportunity to blend in with the envoy of the King of Qi, and Su Zhan was also in the Su Mansion as an internal response, and this little thing could be easily done.

Their purpose was not to assassinate someone during the birthday feast, but to cause confusion and lead to the next step.

Qin Luofu was unexpectedly defeated by Mo Jun, in order to get out, she first showed weakness to Mo Jun, and then bit the poison hidden in her mouth, and came to burn jade. Then he asked Bai Fan to send Mo Jun home to hide, so that the defenders in the city would not find out.

Before Qin Luoshi fainted, her face was red and hot, it was her first kiss.

It's just a hair that moves the whole body, and even the King of Vajra Yaksha also fell because of this.

King Fudo Ming handed over the dagger "Zhuxing" to her, and when Qin Luofu took over the short blade, he was in a complicated mood.

She and King Vajra Yaksha used to be assassins of Yulin Ling, and she used to be called Ugly Slave.

Touching injuries.

Qin Luofu shook his head vigorously, and secretly said that now that all the dust in Tai'an is about to fall, he should not remember the sentimentality at this time, and then he restrained his emotions, put Zhu Xing away, put on a coat and went out.

King Fudo did not fall asleep either, he stood in the lonely wilderness outside the hall, staring silently at the night sky, his arms raised high, as if he wanted to pluck the stars from the sky.

Qin Luofu walked up to him gently, put on a long robe for him, and said in a low voice: "Childe, it's easy to catch a cold at night. ”

The King of Fudo did not answer, still looking at the night sky in a trance.

It was an unusually handsome face, clean as if it was not stained with dust, the breeze was blowing, a few strands of hair on his sideburns were flying, his pupils were as black as ink, and his mind was like thunder.

And Qin Luo's beautiful eyes flowed, and he also looked at his side face in a daze.

Qin Luofu remembered that every time he wanted to do something big, Gongzi would stretch out his hand to the sky like this, as if he was asking the hexagram, as if he was asking the sky.

Ask yourself if you can be blessed by God.

"Childe, rest early. Qin Luofu said softly.

King Fudo Ming seemed to come back to his senses in intoxication, he withdrew his arm and turned to look at Qin Luoshi, and a smile appeared: "Why haven't you slept?"

"I have some worries and can't sleep. ”

"Nervous?"

Qin Luofu shook his head, his expression gloomy, and sighed: "I remembered a lot of past events. ”

King Fudo nodded thoughtfully, and said lightly: "It is inevitable that this will be the case at this time, and I will tell you the truth, I also remembered a lot of past events." ”

Qin Luoshi's eyes lit up.

King Fudongming's face was instantly covered with gloom, and he saw that his eyes showed a fierce light, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Finally, you can take revenge!"

As soon as the words fell, the light in Qin Luoshi's eyes was extinguished.

Finally, there was a long sigh.