Five hundred and seventieth eight chapters night talk seven
Seeing that his expression was different, Zi said nothing and moved his body to one side.
The woman stepped into the side room, closed the door, then picked up her clothes and walked to the bed.
"What is it that requires such caution?" Ziyi silently took back the catkins and looked directly at the woman with doubtful eyes.
The woman bit her cherry lips lightly and said quietly for a moment: "I hope you can find time to leave here as soon as possible!"
"Why?" Doubts gradually rose in Ziyi's eyes; seeing the woman's hesitation, her lips parted slightly again: "At least you should give Ziyi a reason to leave!"
"..." The woman was silent, unwilling to tell the reason behind her heart!
Ziyi's lips slowly tightened, and her expression became tinged with coldness: "If you came here in the middle of the night, just to make Ziyi disappear from your sight quickly, then Ziyi receives it, you can leave!"
"Ziyi! That's not what I meant!" The woman looked panicked and waved her hands repeatedly: "I really didn't mean that..."
"Other than that, Ziyi really can't figure out why you came here in the middle of the night to say these things."
"Ziyi..." Tears gradually overflowed from the woman's eyes, and her lips kept trembling: "... After waiting for so many years, I don't want to be with you forever; but I have to consider your safety first..."
Although the woman was over forty years old, her tears that fell one after another still showed a certain tenderness: "...if we are separated, you can be safe for the rest of your life; I am willing to continue to endure the pain of missing you..."
Hearing the woman sobbing, Ziyi suddenly had mixed feelings in her heart: "Ziyi doesn't know why you said these words? I don't even understand what the danger you mean is? But Ziyi knows that if you leave here, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it for the rest of your life."
Another chance to avenge my father!"
"We won't take revenge! We won't take revenge anymore..." The woman shook her head repeatedly and clenched her hands in excitement: "...I believe that your father has a spirit in heaven and would not want to see you living in dire straits; he will definitely
I hope you can be safe and happy for the rest of your life! So... Ziyi! We will not take revenge..."
Ziyi really couldn't understand her behavior at this moment; she forcefully withdrew Rouchi from her hand and said coldly: "Do you think Ziyi will leave just because you said this?" So far, there is no reasonable explanation.
Reason, how could Ziyi stop!
"..." The woman fell into silence again, and after a long time she slowly spoke: "...A few days ago, I passed Master Niha's room and overheard their conversation..."
"What did they say?" Zi relied on his intuition that the matter was related to him.
"They said..." The woman opened her eyelids slightly, unwilling to look directly into Ziyi's expectant eyes: "...if necessary, they will choose to sacrifice you to complete their dominance!"
Ziyi staggered back, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief that could not be concealed!
"Ziyi! I beg you, please leave!" The woman's eyes were full of pleading and worry: "Since they have said so, I believe that when they have to, they will really sacrifice you cruelly!"
Ziyi tightened her eyebrows little by little, and her slowly lowered eyelids completely concealed the emotions in her eyes: "Why did you let Ziyi leave alone? What about you?" Don't you plan to leave?
"I can't leave with you for the time being!" The woman shook her head gently, with a trace of tangled bitterness in her eyes: "Let's not talk about it, the goal of us leaving together is too big; take Lord Niha as an example... No matter what, he is right
I have the grace to be reborn; if I don’t see him return safely, how can I feel at ease!”
"Really?" Ziyi raised her lips noncommittally and slowly closed her eyelids. After a moment, she reopened her eyes and all the emotions disappeared without a trace: "Ziyi has remembered what you said!"
The woman looked at Ziyi's changes unexpectedly, and still asked: "Will you leave?"
"Rong Ziyi thinks about it for one night!" Yun Danfeng's soft voice made it difficult to hear her true thoughts.
"Ziyi..."
"Don't say anything!" He interrupted the woman's words: "It's late at night! Go back and rest first!"
"..." The woman's lips opened slightly several times, and finally she swallowed the words she was about to say silently.
Ziyi deliberately yawned slightly, the meaning of which is self-evident!
"Then take a rest!" Suppress all the persuasion in your heart and replace it with the simplest and most practical four words!
"Yeah!" He responded softly, staring at the woman's leaving back.
When the woman walked to the door, Ziyi suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute!"
The woman paused, turned around and looked at Ziyi expectantly: "Have you figured it out?"
Ziyi shook his head gently: "Ziyi would like to ask you that your father died at the hands of the Emperor of Chuxia Kingdom. You heard about it from Master Niha's mouth!"
A flash of disappointment flashed in the woman's eyes, but she still answered truthfully: "Yes!"
"I understand, Ziyi, go and rest first!" She suppressed the surging emotions in her heart and spoke calmly.
"You should go to bed earlier!" With a feeling of disappointment, the woman silently left Ziyi's wing.
As the door closed, Zi Yijiao sat down on the bed.
All the hidden emotions in his eyes returned to his eyes.
'Sacrifice Ziyi...sacrifice Ziyi...' Catkin spread on the bed, slowly picked up the sheets bit by bit: '...are you really going to sacrifice Ziyi for the so-called career? What if?
This is so true that Ziyi has to rethink everything; because...since ancient times, no loyal minister would sacrifice his master for the sake of his career; unless...unless they have ulterior motives!'
Thinking of this, Ziyi's pupils suddenly dilated: "If they really have ulterior motives, wouldn't everything Ziyi knew and inquired about be part of their design?" After a while, fear swallowed up all the pretense in Ziyi's heart.
Strong: "If...if the father had not died in his hands, then what Ziyi is doing now, wouldn't it be that he has been helping the emperor..." The bloody scenes in the palace kept flashing in his mind.
; Putting Ziyi on the verge of emotional collapse!
Lying heavily on the bed, he was at a loss and his eyes were not focused at all: "...Father! Who can tell Ziyi what is going on? What's going on..." A crystal teardrop, flowing down the
The corners of his eyes slipped: '...Perhaps, no matter right or wrong now, Ziyi can only bite the bullet and keep going, and slowly find out the final result... If things are not as Ziyi imagined now, at least Ziyi can still do it.
Peace of mind... If the final result is that everything is a lie; then, Ziyi will really not know, where will he go in the future? Father... can you tell Ziyi, if the final result is that Ziyi has been living in a lie?
, can Ziyi still have a way back? Is there any more?'