Lord, let me be arrogant [End]

Xiaoxiao was surprisingly calm.

She knew who he was asking.

love?

she asked herself.

She has no way of answering this question, she only knows that when she needs help the most, Zifei appears; when she is most helpless, Zifei is by her side.He has never put pressure on her, never asked her to repay, and has always been silent, alone...

love?

Maybe, like, maybe...

Staring at Xiaoxiao's ever-changing expression, she was sometimes calm, sometimes confused, and finally, a little shy and at a loss.Duan Yichen was completely angry, "Damn! I don't allow you to fall in love with others! No! Did you hear that!"

He hugged her and locked her in his arms, "Yingying, we can become ordinary people and live an ordinary and happy life. As long as you want, I will take you away!"

"It's too late." Xiaoxiao frowned, trying to push him away but couldn't. She sighed helplessly and looked at him, "I've always been giving you a chance, dreaming of my first time The one who loved will become the only one! But when you pushed me to Duan Yunyan, I actually gave up on you! What’s the use of talking about it now? No one will stand still and wait for your repentance, no Because I don’t love, but because I hurt too much, my heart is broken, my heart is broken, my heart is dead, there is no way to make up for it, do you understand?”

"No! I don't understand!" Duan Yichen roared angrily, holding her tightly, a pair of evil eyes seemed to spew fire, but there was a flash of crystal in the bottom of the eyes...

His voice was a little trembling, "You don't understand what the second brother means to me. He has protected me since I was a child, preventing me from being squeezed out by other brothers, preventing me from being wronged a little bit, and even... in order to save me. I lost a pair of legs. In order to repay him, I can even give up my life!" His handsome face twisted slightly, and he said with a painful expression, "He left the palace in a depressed mood because of you, life and death are uncertain. You know How much do I hate you? Even so, I still can't restrain my heart, and I have been attracted to you from the beginning..."

He grabbed her hand violently and put it on his chest, "No matter how many times I remind myself, this is the person who hurt my second brother, but I just can't drive you away from here! Send you to him , is the most regretful thing I have ever done in my life! I blame myself, wishing I could snatch you away from my second brother..."

A hot tear fell on the back of her hand, she was startled, staring at his red eyes, and the tears on his cheeks...

Suddenly, he laughed at himself, "Not only you, but I also hate myself to death. Yingying, I said that your hatred can only be left to me. Now, you can give it to me again. I don't expect you to forget it. I will forgive, I just need a chance, let me love you again, and repair your heart again!"

His tone was cautiously ingratiating, such a humble appearance made Xiaoxiao suffocate for a while, she lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, finally shook her head, and smiled a little erratically, "I have been waiting for your words for a long time , Unexpectedly, it was when I gave up."

"Don't give up, I won't let you give up!" Duan Yichen hugged her with such strength that he tore the wound on his shoulder, and let the blood bloom like an enchanting rose, "Your heart can only be mine! "

Xiaoxiao didn't struggle, she was so calm that it was frightening.

"Sorry, it doesn't belong to you anymore."

Duan Yi suddenly froze, and stood there motionless, no longer seductive, no longer wanton and arrogant.

Gently, with almost no effort, she pushed him away, and smiled softly, "My lord, I don't hate you, not at all, so you don't need to blame yourself."

With enough courage, she stretched out her arms and hugged him, "Take care."

He turned around and wanted to leave, but behind him came a hoarse and helpless murmur, "Stay, Yingying, I beg you, stay..."

Such a Duan Yichen, she should be moved, but unfortunately, she is only moved...

Xiaoxiao slowly took a step, step by step, getting farther and farther away from him.

This time, she knew that she would never have any extra nostalgia for this man named Duan Yichen...

The person who stood frozen in place slowly raised his head, his red eyes fixedly staring at her back.

"Yingying..."

She is never willing to look back, is it true that she is about to lose it?

Blood quietly spread along his clothes that were so white that they were spotless.

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and staggered unsteadily.

"My lord!" Zhang Yu hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"How can we keep her?" Duan Yichen half-closed his eyes, his blood-stained lips revealed a fatal and poignant temptation, "Tell me, what should I do..."

The moon is bright and beautiful, and the wind is like weeping and complaining.

When Xiaoxiao came to the corridor through the arch, she bumped into Wu Yan.He was holding a tray with both hands, with a few pieces of blood-red gauze on it, and the medicine jar next to it exuded a strong smell of herbs.

Staring at these things, Xiaoxiao froze for a moment, "Huh? This is..."

Silently looking at nose and nose, nose to mouth, said in a clear voice, "Pavilion master is injured."

"Is Zifei injured?" Xiaoxiao was startled, and ran towards Duan Zifei's room without thinking.

"Hehe, Wu Yan, when will you be able to play these little tricks?" At some point, Wuhen shook his folding fan lightly, walked over with a satisfied face, and glanced at his peach blossom eyes, with a look of "you understand, I understand" The expression made Wu Yan lower his eyes, "I'm only telling the truth."

Don't say anything more, just pass him directly.

Wuhen pursed his lips and teased, "It seems that honest people are not honest anymore."

Xiaoxiao was so anxious that she didn't even knock on the door, just pushed it open and went in, "Zifei!"

Duan Zifei had his back turned to her, just after getting dressed, when he heard her voice, there was only a pause.

"Zifei! Where are you hurt?" Xiaoxiao didn't care too much, rushed over, tore off his clothes, and turned to him, her upper body was thin and her skin was unbelievably white.When she saw the wound on her abdomen, she stood there in a daze, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

"You...how did you get hurt?"

"It's not in the way." Duan Zifei put his clothes back on his body, and his light, emotionless words made people feel even more distressed.

Suddenly, Xiaoxiao raised her head, and stared at him with big eyes in disbelief, "Not in the way? What do you mean not in the way? Does it matter if you are carried in sideways?"

Duan Zifei lowered his eyes, turned around, "I will handle it."

Xiaoxiao wiped away her tears, went around again, faced him face to face, and asked firmly and persistently, "Tell me, how did you get this injury?"