At this moment, a creepy sigh came out, and the hair all over Youlan's body stood up suddenly.

Jian Mucheng's eyes flashed and he sneered. He took out a jade bottle from his arms and walked to the table. It turned out that there was a black-gold stone box placed in the center of the table full of candles. The stone box was soaked in water.

, I don’t know what was mixed in the water, but a curl of mist evaporated.

Jian Mucheng removed the cork from the bottle, slowly poured the blue transparent liquid in the bottle along the stone box, and joked in a low voice:

"Did you hear it? Your son is called 'Nian', is it because she is missing you? Ha! It's a pity that you can't see it! Forget it! Without love, there is no pain, and my 'Water of Forgetfulness' is not in vain.

'It's..."

Then Jian Mucheng began to laugh. Under the shadow of the candle, his figure gradually became blurry and unreal. The flames of the candles on the table suddenly rose, as if the open mouth of the bloody basin was slowly closing in.

He devours...

The white cloth was embroidered with some beautiful flowing clouds, her slender waist was tied high, and she wore ice silk shoes under her feet. The little palace maid next to her had red cheeks and softly praised:

“Madam is so beautiful”

Youlan smiled, Jian Mu Cheng was indeed generous and he would never be stingy with women.

She walked from the inner room to the hall. It started to rain heavily outside and the sun had set. She wondered if Jian Mucheng would come tonight. She was still thinking about the scene during the day.

According to comparison? According to comparison! What is it?

Behind me came the eager steps of the palace maid, shouting excitedly: "The Marquis is here!"

Turning around, there was a familiar figure at the door. Jian Mucheng approached and reached out to hold Youlan's chin, lifting it up. He let those clear water-like eyes look straight at him.

There was a strong smell of alcohol on his body. Youlan frowned and turned her face slightly. Jian Mucheng came closer and bit her earlobe hard, saying half-truthfully:

"I just like your quietness!"

Youlan's heart tightened, and before she could react, she was already held tightly in Jian Mucheng's arms, her neck felt wet with lips and tongue. The maid beside her stepped back knowingly, and the only thing in the huge palace was Jian Mucheng's heavy breathing.

Youlan's enthusiasm was gradually aroused, but Jian Mucheng stopped suddenly and looked sideways out of the window.

Youlan followed his gaze and looked at the branches swaying in the wind and rain. She didn't understand why he stopped suddenly. Looking at Jian Mucheng again, her eyebrows had been knitted together, and there was a heart-stopping loneliness and sadness in her eyes...

Jian Mucheng pushed her away violently and walked towards the palace gate with heavy steps. Raindrops fell on the eaves outside, the snow-white curtains were flying, and the wind blew down the flowers all over the courtyard, blowing up Jian Yao's hair, revealing

Her pale face.

Across the scattered petals on the ground, Youlan saw Jian Yao and Jian Mucheng standing looking at each other from a distance. Jian Yao suddenly knelt down, and the rain poured over her knees. She whispered in a voice full of despair but still gentle:

"Brother Mu Cheng, do you want to take advantage of the relationship between you and me..."

The night is so cold, the wind outside the window is so cold, the rain outside the window is so cold, listening to the sound of rain through the window, looking at the woman in white holding an oil-paper umbrella in the wind and rain,

Youlan smiled faintly, but she couldn't hide the sadness between her eyebrows. She lost the scenery outside the window and the red water falling all over the ground...
Chapter completed!