Uncle, this palace is not going to sleep tonight

Chapter 209

With a sad smile, she said helplessly: "As expected, he is still blaming me..."

"Qing Yun, I believe in you. Even if everyone in the world wants to kill Brother San Huang, you won't. But Qing Yun, you must know how Brother San Huang died, right?" Chu Qingyu bit her lips, hating him. Said: "Although the third brother is not in good health, I don't believe that he will go with the father because of worry. The third brother is not so fragile, he... has always cherished his life very much."

Liu Qingyun looked at Chu Qingyu and almost blurted out the truth, but she swallowed the words back into her stomach.

You can't tell Qingyu, and you can't tell Ziluo, otherwise they will definitely kill Murong Rongyan!Then, like her, she suffered for Ziyan, and even gave her life for it.

Ziyan is gone, she must shoulder Ziyan's responsibility, protect the people he cares about from any harm.

Gathering her mind, Liu Qingyun stared at Chu Qingyu, and said softly: "Qingyu, I do know how Ziyan died, but I can't tell you. But please believe me, I will definitely avenge Ziyan and seek justice !"

"Qing Yun..."

Looking at Liu Qingyun's firm gaze, Chu Qingyu nodded slowly after a long while, "Okay, I won't ask, I believe you."

"Thank you..." Liu Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, and a sense of loneliness gradually stained her eyes.

On this road, there is only one Liu Qingyun, no one knows what she will face in the future, maybe it is Chu Jinyu, maybe it is Murong Rongyan... Revenge is not easy.

During the daytime in July, the sun was like fire.

It was a chilly night in July.

The guards and maidservants retreated, and the bright red clothes let the wind blow up the yarn, and the fine rain disrupted the vision. The pavilions, towers, pavilions, carved railings and jade structures were all brought to perfection in the hazy rain.

The paper umbrella propped up a dry piece above the head, staring blankly at the temple.

Not crying doesn't mean there is no pain, but to keep a touch of sadness for the dead.

Quietly, there was an extra breath behind him, as cold as ice.

"Why?" He looked at her dazzling red dress and asked in pain, "Why! I used to trust you so much, but you violated my trust. You... tell me, why?"

"Zi Luo..." she said, her voice was as ethereal as clouds blown away by the wind, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"I don't want to listen, I'm sorry! These three words can't bring back my third brother, nor can I regain my admiration and trust in you!"

Closing her eyes, she refused to be weak at this moment, "Zi Luo, Zi Yan is dead, you must learn to accept this fact."

Only by accepting the painful reality can you truly grow, even if you hate me.

(End of this chapter)