He caressed Ling Xuewei's sleeping and beautiful face, with ruthlessness in his eyes, "From the beginning, you should have known that he and I can only live together. He and I are the same people. The same ruthlessness and unscrupulous means.
, I chose to leave at the beginning, thinking that I could let go, but I was wrong..."
"Let me watch you fall into the arms of another man, it's impossible!"
He and Ye Moyan are the same. They are possessive and selfish people to the core. How can they allow a second man in the world to covet Ling Xuewei's man all the time? They are destined to fight to the death to end this relationship.
entanglement!
"Xuexue, you long for me and can't live without me. Only in this way can you stay by my side."
At this time, footsteps were heard outside.
"master."
"I told you, don't disturb me at this time!"
Di Qianjue frowned slightly and his eyes darkened.
Liufang paused, "...Yes, but there is something I must report to you..."
"Come in."
Di Qianjue covered Ling Xuewei with a brocade quilt and accidentally found blood on her feet. It turned out that she accidentally stepped on the debris when she went to the ground.
When Liu Fang came in, she saw their always aloof and uncertain master applying medicine to the injured foot of the sleeping woman on the couch!
Liufang was shocked, but quickly concealed herself.
"What's the matter?" Di Qianjue asked casually, but his attention was on Ling Xuewei's wound.
The wound was deep and there were still fragments inside, but she didn't say a word.
In the bloodthirsty state, the whole body will be extremely excited, and naturally no pain will be felt.
No, she is too tolerant.
Thinking of this, an inexplicable emotion flashed through Di Qianjue's chest again.
"We have found traces of Mo Jiusu."
Di Qianjue paused and then continued to apply the medicine.
The only voice left in the room was Liu Fang's report. She looked up unintentionally and saw his broad and thick man's hand, holding a foot as white as jade.
One is tough, the other is delicate.
The two completely different styles formed a strong contrast, and Liu Fang's eyes were captivated by the romantic moment.
Liu Fang hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look any further.
"...That's just the way it is."
"I understand, go down."
"yes."
Just as he turned to leave, the man's voice behind him came again, "Next time if your eyes wander again, there's no need for them."
Liu Fang was shocked, "...Yes, I am resigning."
After he came out, he realized that his back was wet.
Maitreya stepped forward, "Do you understand now? Master's treatment of that woman from the Eastern Region was a bit too much..."
"If you still want to live, be careful what you say."
"But you saw it just now! Master, for that woman..."
"Maitreya, we have no right to interfere with the master's affairs. Do what your subordinates should do, and the rest is beyond our control. Maitreya, don't blame me for not reminding you."
Maitreya walked away with a puff of his sleeves, Liufang watched him go away, and then looked back towards Beiyuan.
If he wasn't clear before, after what happened just now... he was sure that the master treated that woman unusually.
So is the extreme possessiveness the desire to win, or is it just possession?
Or...
He didn't dare to think deeply, so he reminded Maitreya not to think wrongly.
Because one bad move may trigger the master's negative scale.
…
When Ling Xuewei woke up, she found that she was still in Beiyuan.
My head feels dizzy and hurts when I touch it, as if someone has hit me hard with a hammer.
She stood up, opened the window wide, and the wind blew in from outside, making the tulle beside the bed dance lightly.
Wisps of crimson light shine on the windowsill, like sunset.
She got up and got out of bed, her long clothes trailing behind her, and she came to the window.
The sky was blood red.
Ling Xuewei held her groggy head, a little unsure of what she was doing now.
Why did she suddenly fall asleep? What... happened before?
She tried hard to recall what happened before, but she couldn't.
At this time, two maids came in.
"Girl, we are ordered to help you change clothes and wash up."
The two maids seemed to be afraid, and even though they tried hard to suppress it, they could not stop trembling.
Ling Xuewei was silent for a long time, then faintly uttered two words, "Get out."
"Dong dong" two muffled sounds!
The two maidservants knelt down together, "Girl, please! If you don't let me serve you, I will be taken to the execution ground..."
The so-called execution ground is the altar square.
"Are you from the City Lord's Mansion?"
"Yes, the slaves have been serving in the city lord's mansion for two years."
The maids answered.
"Since he is a member of the city lord's palace, why would he be executed?"
The two maids were silent.
"That's all, get up."
Ling Xuewei didn't want to embarrass the two maids and asked them to get up, but she just asked them to do some outside work. She had never been in the habit of bossing the girls around, and she always did the personal things herself.
It didn't take long for the two maids to discover that this pretty girl had a good temper and was gentle, so they were not so afraid.
One of the little maids had a lively temperament, and she would glance at her secretly from time to time, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Who did you serve before?"
Ling Xue spoke softly.
The maid's name was Qing'er, and she carefully replied, "I used to serve Miss Suo."
"Miss Suo? Is it... Suo Ningfu?" Ling Xuewei was startled.
"yes."
Ling Xuewei fell silent again.
"Then how come you were called here?"
"This is Beiyuan, the residence of the city lord. I didn't expect to be called here!" Qing'er said with an excited expression, a pair of small pear dimples on her cheeks, she looked particularly cute and cute.
Ling Xuewei stared at the pair of pear dimples, thinking of her daughter Mianmian, her eyes suddenly turned sour...
She covered her eyes, and the maid was startled when she saw this, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay... You said you served Miss Suo before, but what about now?"
"I don't know, I haven't seen Miss Suo for a long time. I have been locked up in the dungeon these days..."
"Ahem!"
The older maid next to her hurriedly pushed her, and Qing'er immediately came to her senses, lowered her head and did not dare to say any more.
"I understand, you all go down."
"Slave, please leave."
It seems that many people in the city lord's palace are unaware of the situation outside. Even the eldest daughter of the Suo family was killed... Thinking of the scene in the square, she couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation, as if all the birds had been killed.
Suo Ningfu has been arrogant all her life, and she probably never thought that she would be plotted to death by the person she loved most, and even cost the lives of her entire family.
What about her?
What will happen to her?
She didn't see Di Qianjue again for a whole day.
The next day, too.
Ling Xuewei learned through insinuations that there was something going on in the city lord's mansion these past two days.
Di Qian is definitely not in the house, only Maitreya is.
She was surprised, where would Di Qianjue go at this time?
