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

She was no longer aggressive towards him, yelling hysterically, only a touch of indifference, endless indifference, like a static living body, this feeling was very bad, as if she wanted to keep a distance from him. 【26nbsp;】

What should he do with her?How to conquer her stubborn will, what kind of enthusiasm can be exchanged for her smile?

She is like an ice sculpture, beautiful but cold, transparent and indifferent, making people afraid to touch her.

She didn't say a word, and when she saw him push the door out, she was still there in a daze until Yun'er came in to serve her.

When they left the inn, they continued on the road, and Lu Jiaojiao followed behind with her servants.

But she became much quieter, always staying far away from Fu Yaxuan, and sometimes she would glance at her, but her eyes were weird.

Of course Fu Yaxuan didn't see it, the scenery outside the window dilutes her worries.

There are countless wild chrysanthemums all over the mountains, swaying in the breeze, and the fragrance is pleasant. In this endless nature, all worries are put aside, otherwise, people will live in vain.

The chrysanthemum is the friend of all literati, and the poems praising the chrysanthemum have been chanted by ancient and modern literati.

Desiring to hear about the love of autumn, many people don't know, murmured and knocked on the east fence with his hands behind his back.

Who will hide alone if you are proud of the world? Is it too late for the same flower to bloom?

Why is Pulu Tingshuang lonely, and Honggui's cricket disease can be acacia?

Don't say that there is no talker in the world, so why not explain the words in a few words.

This song "Ask the Chrysanthemum" by Cao Xueqin is Lin Daiyu asking herself.But she, Fu Yaxuan, is neither Sister Lin nor Baochai, her fate should be in her own hands.

At the time of yellow, the car went up a hillside. Outside the car window, the sky was full of sunset, and the hillside was full of flowers, which was extremely magnificent.

Thinking of seeing many relatives soon, Fu Yaxuan clenched his hands even tighter, and tears came out of his palms.

In the distance, in the swamp, under the rays of the setting sun, a thin layer of water vapor evaporated, and the water vapor reflected the sunlight, reflecting magnificent and colorful colors, which looked like a mirage!

A few long-legged cranes are wading through the water and pecking for food. The scene is much more vivid than the pictures!

In the distance, a dark cloud is getting thicker and thicker.

Yun'er looked at the sky and sighed, "How can there be clouds in such a good weather? The clouds seem to be on the top of Yangming Villa."

Han Gao corrected him aloud, "That's not a cloud, it's black smoke."

Yun'er murmured: "Smoke? Why is there smoke?"

Fu Yaxuan looked into the distance, and it really was a cloud of black smoke, spreading far away, and there was a smell of burnt things in the air.

Could it be that something happened to Yangming Villa?Fu Yaxuan's face sank, and his heart became anxious, wishing he could fly away immediately.

Cui Moyao saw her worry, wrapped her small hands in his big palms, and comforted her softly, "It will be fine, don't worry."

"Yeah." She rested her head weakly on his shoulder.

As if he felt that something was going on, Han Gao rode forward even faster, the horse neighing and galloping.

At the end of the road is Yangming Villa. When Han Gao reined in his horse, he was stunned, and Yun'er was also stunned.

Fu Yaxuan broke away from Cui Moyao's hand, and jumped out of the carriage impatiently. She was suddenly dumbfounded, and her body limply collapsed. Luckily, Cui Moyao ran forward to support her body.

In front of me, where can I see the villas surrounded by mountains and rivers, where are there any pavilions, towers, pavilions, flowers and trees... There is nothing, just ruins, smoking ruins.

The scorched smell floats among the ruined walls, a piece of emerald green water and green fairyland, now it only falls into a cruel scene like hell.

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