Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 923 Strange fragrance. 11
The imprint between the eyebrows also gradually turned from red to black.

Like a devil.

He stared at the heavy carved door without moving for a long time, only the black air between his brows was constantly lingering, and a layer of mist was covering his brows.

I don't know what he is thinking, such as sculpture.

A person rushed out from the side hall, stood in front of him, looked at his appearance, lowered his head sadly, wanted to say something, but did not dare to say it in the end.

The two of them remained silent for a long time, until the air in the hall became colder and colder.

The black air between Liansheng's eyebrows gradually dissipated, and he looked gentle and warm again, as if the appearance just now was just an illusion.

"Do you think I've changed too?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and from the look in Qin Shiyue's eyes when he left just now, he could see the pain in her eyes.

She must have felt that he had changed.

So how could he, who knew her well, not know her psychology?

Hua Jin lowered his head slightly, and replied respectfully: "The master is still the master. From the slave's point of view, nothing has changed."

She has stayed by his side for so many years, and she has never felt that he has changed.

If one person feels that another person has changed, it may not be that person has really changed, but that this person has not grown up as that person expected.

So, let her down.

So she will feel that he has changed.

Hua Jin has such a mentality. She feels that the master is still the same master, and he still has the same love for her, and it is her fault that Qian Nong is ungrateful.

Lian Sheng sighed softly, and the sound of that slight sigh was scattered in the empty hall, icy cold, inexplicably giving rise to an infinite sense of sadness.

Standing beside him, she felt uncomfortable all over her body.

No one can participate in his grief, and no one can comfort him. Perhaps only the young girl Qian Nong can relieve the deepest grief in his heart.

It's just that Qian Nong is no longer Qian Nong.

"But, she thinks I've changed." He put his hand on his leg and moved it lightly. He didn't feel any sensation in his leg, but his heart was extremely sad.

This kind of sadness has become more and more intense in the past two years.

Now he can't even move his legs to get close to her, and he doesn't dare to let her get close.

Seeing the actions of his subordinates, Hua Jin felt a little sad, lowered his head and said, "If the high priest knows what you have experienced in the past two years, he will definitely forgive you."

If you don't know other people's past, you are not qualified to judge others' present.

In Hua Jin's view, Qian Nong is a bit unreasonable. She pursues the life she wants, and forces Liansheng into darkness.

It's her fault.

If it wasn't for the owner, she might have gone to find Qian Nong.

Liansheng raised his hand and waved at him, and said flatly, "Don't tell her those things, it seems that she has been doing well in the past two years."

Perhaps, this is the life she wants.

Hua Jin said unwillingly, "But, your legs..."

"Exhausted."

He called her coldly, Hua Jin was taken aback, and quickly knelt down, she knew that Liansheng used this method to remind her that she had surpassed her own identity.

"Master, it's the servant who is talking too much, please forgive me."

Hua Jin bowed his head there, a little trembling, but even more sad in his heart.

He is still like this, he would rather suffer in his heart than let Qian Nong feel guilty.

(End of this chapter)