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

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" Wu Die stood behind her and yelled into her ear. │26nbsp;│

She turned her head unhurriedly, and said indifferently: "How can a deaf person hear?"

Wu Die froze for a moment, stared at her fiercely, and said bitterly: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why should I be afraid of you?" Fu Yaxuan said jokingly.

All along, she just regarded Wu Die as a naughty child and let her do whatever she wanted.

"You...you, I hate you, you forced me..." Wu Die suddenly took out a dagger from her sleeve, rushed to Fu Yaxuan like lightning, captured her, and put the dagger on her neck.

This time, Fu Yaxuan was terrified, her face turned pale, her limbs became limp, and she shouted: "What are you trying to do, are you crazy?"

"You will be afraid too, I thought you wouldn't be afraid." Wu Die laughed grimly.

"This is a natural reaction. I'll put a sword around your neck to see if you're afraid." Fu Yaxuan retorted unconvinced.

"I'm not afraid, who dares to kill me?" Wu Die said with her eyes wide open.

"Then try it." Fu Yaxuan deliberately delayed the time by talking to her. At this time, Mo should be coming soon.

"Try it... Hey, you're kidding me, now I'm going to kill you, what are you talking about?" Wu Die was not an idiot, she saw her intention.

Fu Yaxuan didn't dare to move, carefully looked at the dagger that was shining with cold light, and said softly: "Put down the dagger first, don't hurt yourself, you can speak slowly if you have something to say."

"I have nothing to say to you. In any case, I don't allow anyone to take my cousin away."

Wu Die's eyes were so desperate, her voice was mournful, even though the wind blew her hair wildly, her hatred grew deeper.

Fu Yaxuan finally felt that Wu Die's feelings for Cui Moyao were not a momentary infatuation, but love, deep love, and she underestimated this feeling.At the same time, Wu Die's uneasiness and anxiety could kill her at any time.

"Calm down, Mo doesn't want to see you like this." Fu Yaxuan comforted in a low voice.

"You are not allowed to call him by his name." Wu Die shouted, emotionally, her hands were shaking, Fu Yaxuan's neck was icy cold.

"I don't bark, I just don't bark." She almost collapsed.

"I want you to promise to return my cousin to me, or I will kill you." Wu Die shook the sharp dagger in her hand, pointed it sharply at her throat and said, "Just insert it gently, and you will never die again." No chance to regret it."

"I...I..." No matter what, Fu Yaxuan couldn't say those words.

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When Cui Moyao came to the courtyard, he was startled when he heard a stern scream. Did something happen to Xuan'er?

He hurriedly looked towards the place where the cry came from, but what happened in the pavilion frightened him silly.

Fu Yaxuan held the dagger, and the dagger was deeply inserted into Wu Die's chest, and Wu Die desperately held the blade of the dagger with both hands, completely ignoring that her hands were cut by the sharp blade and dripping with blood.

Fu Yaxuan's eyes were bigger than copper bells, she stared blankly at Wu Die's bleeding wound, unable to recover for a long time.

When Wu Die saw Cui Moyao, a bright smile appeared on her face, and her body was limp, drawing a perfect arc.

Cui Moyao rushed forward, only had time to hug her tightly, her body was as soft as a white cloud, the blood quickly soaked through his skirt, he seemed to be stupid, just hugged her tightly.

She struggled and gasped for breath, the corners of her mouth trembling violently, he lowered his head eagerly, her voice was softer than the sound of rain: "Cousin... you finally... came..."

The sound of her panting was like a sharp knife, piercing into the depths of his heart, and his whole body was shaking, but she was actually smiling, trying all her strength: "That's great..."

"Don't talk, shhh, don't talk anymore." He wiped the blood on her lips in pain, and exhorted him softly, for fear that she would try harder.

She shook her head gently, expressing that she couldn't do it, and continued: "Cousin, I am sincere to you, do you feel it? If... I never loved you... I would not lose myself... but I ……No regrets……"

"No! You'll be fine, Die'er, hold on." Cui Moyao growled like an angry lion.

The blood trickled down the wrist bit by bit, shocking, Fu Yaxuan was insane.

Wu Die looked at his handsome face, her bloody hands had to be raised with great effort, she tremblingly caressed his tight face lines, and she spoke again, she tasted a sweet and hot taste welling up in her throat , turning into a bloodstain overflowing the corner of his mouth.

"Cousin...in the next life...I will still love you..."

She gave him a nostalgic and profound look, as if this was the last time she saw him in this life, and the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes expressed the desolation in her words.

"Die'er, the doctor is coming, you have to hold on." He hugged her, and his long arms hugged her delicate body tightly. Regrets flooded him like a tidal wave, causing him to be in so much pain that he couldn't bear it. Can't breathe.

Wu Die could no longer hear his words, she had closed her eyes.

Fu Yaxuan stepped forward and shouted in a low voice: "Dieer...Dieer, she..."

Cui Moyao pushed her away fiercely, gave her a cold look, picked up Wu Die and strode away.

Fu Yaxuan fell to the ground, looked at his leaving figure, and was stunned, Mo treated her like this, why did Mo treat her like this?

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