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

"Then can I say a few words to you as a mother?" Yi Jing glanced at him and asked softly.

"Mother, don't say that. Just say what you have to say." Fu Dingyun twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment.Mother, it's not clear that she is shabby for him.

"Mother wants you to marry Xiangxiang." This young couple is simply a match made in heaven.

"I won't be fragrant." Fu Dingyun replied firmly.

"Why? Did Xiangxiang treat you badly?"

"Xiangxiang treats me very well, but we are like brothers and sisters to her, just like me and Xuan'er, do you understand?"

After Fu Dingyun finished speaking, he turned and opened the door to leave the room. He didn't want to discuss this matter anymore, but when he opened the door, he saw Xiangxiang standing at the door.

"Xiangxiang?" There was an unignorable surprise and guilt in his tone.

"Brother, I..." Xiangxiang lowered her head, clutching the handkerchief restlessly.

"Did you hear that?" he asked softly.

Xiangxiang said nothing, just nodded, her face frowning, as if she was about to cry.

Fu Dingyun said in a harmonious voice: "Junior Sister, I'm sorry for you."

He didn't give Xiangxiang any more comfort, and brushed away from her. Xiangxiang seemed to feel a cold wind blowing towards her mercilessly at this moment.

Fu Dingyun knew clearly that the best way not to disappoint her was not to give her hope. He didn't show Xiangxiang any affection, and he seemed ruthless like this, but it's always better to do this kind of thing sooner than later.

The three people inside and outside the room all stayed there.

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It was night, after all, he couldn't bear the torture of heart, Fu Dingyun walked to another courtyard, this time he no longer climbed over the wall, but opened the door directly.

Ouyang Dandan sleepless every night, sitting alone under the lamp to pick flowers with silver needles.

Ever since she was imprisoned, she has cultivated her mind and nature, kept her ears to nothing, and no one would care about her life. Probably no one in the world will remember her anymore.That's fine, only in this way can she forget her killing.

The door was pushed open suddenly, and a long and slender figure stood at the door. He was so tall that he almost reached the door.

Ouyang Dandan didn't expect anyone to come, let alone him.

The silver needle in his hand fell to the ground immediately, and it was difficult for people to notice the sound of the tiny sewing needle, but in this lonely night, it was so clear.

They shouldn't have had any intercourse, but now, their hearts are in a mess.

After a long silence, Ouyang Dandan spoke first.

"Second Young Master... are you okay?" Her voice trembled a little, and she could hear it very clearly in the silence.

"Very good." He kept his eyes on her face, she was thinner and haggard than when she came.

"The...injury...has it healed?" Her heart was still aching, and she wished she had been hit by the sword.

When she spoke, her eyes revealed indescribable emotion, how should she open her mouth for the wound she caused herself?

Fu Dingyun's right chest was actually badly injured, the sword wounded the meridian, it would take a long time to fully recover, but fortunately, thanks to the third brother's superb medical skills during this period of time, he recovered so quickly.

"The wound is fine." He avoided Ouyang Dandan's sight, and said again: "I came today to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Ouyang Dandan's mood was heavy. I'm afraid that if nothing happened, he would not come to the prisoner's place.

"You leave here tomorrow." He said in a calm and calm manner.