deadly mantra

Chapter 990 Bury the pain and let time forget it

Qingyu Wangshu subconsciously raised her hand, trying to comfort him as usual, and stretched her hand into the air. Thinking of the Emperor of Hell, she paused for a moment and lowered her hand.

Miao Xingyu's eyes flashed slightly and he noticed her change. He lowered his head smartly and said with a respectful attitude: "If Your Highness doesn't believe it, I am willing to prove my innocence."

He thought she would stop it.

But he heard her say: "That's very good."

This indifferent attitude made Miao Xingyu's eyes tremble, and he fell into a brief silence. After a while, he took the order and left.

"Xingyu." When he walked to the shutter, Qingyu Wangshu suddenly said: "The 'His Royal Highness' you pretend to be in your heart is really me?"

Miao Xingyu stopped and turned his back to Qingyu to look at Shu.

He didn't look back.

There was no answer either.

Qingyu Wangshu's heart clenched inexplicably: "Xingyu?"

Miao Xingyu turned his head, looked at her, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "Your Highness, my answer is the same as before, and it will remain unchanged until death."

He was clearly smiling, but his eyes were as cold as the cold autumn water.

Qingyu Wangshu slowly grasped the rosary beads, and his heart began to sink again and again.

"Step back." He waved to him to step back.

"Yes."

His leaving figure gradually disappeared into the wind and snow.

Qingyu Wangshu looked at the defense line as he left, his expression slowly becoming dazed.

……

17 years ago, she looked at Miao Xingyu kneeling in the heavy snow and asked the same question as today.

"I will always only have His Highness in my heart." He smiled flatteringly, folded his hands, and tapped her toes devoutly.

In a blink of an eye, 17 years have passed like this.

His answer was exactly the same as then.

Miao Xingyu's memory is really good.

So good that even after 20 years, he can still remember the words of the emperor's joke verbatim.

——No matter how ferocious a vicious dog is, it will still be afraid of a person holding a stick in his hand.

He remembered, so he took off his disguise and answered a few truths.Qingyu Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief, and waves of chills hit his heart.

She gathered her cloak with trembling fingertips.

It's getting cold.

My heart became even colder.

Over the years, she buried the pain and let time forget it.

He hid in the Buddhist hall again, comforted himself, and found a refuge.

Today, she finally realized that what the imperial sister said was actually true - what is not warm is the stone, what is not warm is the human heart.

Qingyu Wangshu escaped for 18 years, and it was only at this moment that he suddenly realized that time cannot heal the pain, let alone bury the truth that everyone desperately wants to forget.

And the only thing she could do was to find a way out for Xuan'er before those people took action.

"Lu Bing."

"My subordinate is here." Lu Bing appeared outside the window with his sword in hand and knelt down on one knee.

Qingyu Wangshu said: "Tell Gu Taifu to take back the 'Snow Mountain Corpse', and I agreed."

"Yes!"

at the same time.

Ji Fanyin paced anxiously in the courtyard, stretching his head to look into the house from time to time.

He Meng hid behind the red pillar in the corridor, staring at Ji Fanyin without blinking.

After a while, Cang Lie stepped into the yard. He Meng rushed over and grabbed Cang Lie's sleeve: "Don't go, hush, the boss is very angry right now!"

Cang Lie raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"

He Meng whispered: "They seemed to have had a quarrel."

quarrel?

Cang Lie raised his eyes, glanced at the dejected Ji Fanyin, and said calmly: "One-sided mistakes do not count as quarrels."

He Meng didn't understand: "Huh?"

At this time, Ji Fanyin lowered her head, passed by the two of them, and walked towards the red plum tree in the courtyard.

He Meng hurriedly approached and asked with concern: "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

(End of this chapter)