The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

She was silent, without any resistance. 【26nbsp;】

Xiyuan was completely silent, deathly silent.

If it wasn't for the extra breath, Yun'er really thought her lady was dead,

When the lady came back that day, she was pitiful, with disheveled hair, flushed face, and red and swollen lips. Anyone who saw her would understand that she had been brutally ravaged.

At this moment, she can't see the arrogant and self-willed airs of the past, like a walking corpse, there is no difference between being alive and dead.

The prince who killed a thousand knives really went too far this time, and the gods and humans were all angry. However, Yun'er didn't know how to arouse the courage of the young lady to live.

"Miss, Yun'er, please, you have been lying in bed for three days, go out for a walk!" Yun'er tried her best to persuade.

The young lady has been lying down for three days, sometimes asleep, sometimes awake, she is really afraid that the young lady will not think about it for a while.

But the first person is still indifferent, as if he is dead.

The wounds on the body can heal slowly, but the wounds on the heart may never heal again.

When the pagoda tree flowers fell, the lotus bloomed, and in the lake, the lotus leaves were crowded together, dotted with pink lotus in twos and threes, and what was even more surprising was that she found a budding lotus on one of the branches.

"Miss, the lotus is blooming, the lotus is blooming, follow me to see it." Yun'er pretended to be excited.

The □□ people are still unmoved.

"Miss, it's Bing Dilian. I heard that anyone who sees Bing Dilian will have good luck and be blessed by gods. Come and see."

The □□ people just stared at the ceiling and said nothing.

"Miss, the air outside is good, go out for a walk, you will get bored like this."

As Yun'er thought, the first person was still indifferent.

Yun'er was ruthless, gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and suddenly jumped up, and without any explanation, she slapped her hard, and said sharply: "Miss, are you still my miss? It's still the one who is alive and kicking, arrogant, and can't be defeated." Is it Fu Yaxuan?"

She shook her head gently, she is not, she is nothing.

"Get up for me, look at how useless you are now, a man knocked you down, are you worth it?"

Yun'er grabbed a fruit knife on the table, shook it in front of Fu Yaxuan and said, "If you don't want to live, you can use this knife to solve it. I will never stop you, and I will bear the consequences. You are a worthless , you are not worthy of being a member of the Fu family."

Not worthy of being a modern person!It turned out that her will was so weak that she really shouldn't be alive.

Yun'er pressed the tip of the knife against her chest: "You just stab it here lightly, and it will be over once and for all, and you will be free. Will your parents and brothers be sad? You can't see it, what? I won’t care about it anymore, because the dead are unconscious..."

"Enough, Yun'er, I don't want to be a wimp, I don't want to!" She roared, but she was as weak as a cry.

"Miss..." Yun'er was a little frightened.

"Help me outside for a walk."

"Yes." Yun'er was both surprised and happy, and quickly put on her coat and helped her out of the house.

The breeze blew by, bringing a trace of coolness to the heart, with a touch of lotus fragrance, and projected tranquility to the impetuous mind, making the field of vision so peaceful.

The eyes are full of lotus, the nose is full of fragrance, quiet and elegant, you can forget how many unpleasant things.

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