slave seven seven

Chapter 130 The Warmest Day Ever

"Put her down." Xia Houling threw the knife aside and said quietly, he was actually afraid that she would die in front of him...

Blood gushed out from the palm of her hand, and Qi Qi fell powerlessly to the ground, letting someone hang her arm and drag her away.

On New Year's Eve, Qiqi was locked in a dank prison, her hands were tied with iron chains and she was sitting in a corner hugging her body. All kinds of rancid smells in the prison were disgusting. In the past two years, Xia Houling had never treated her badly. Fortunately, Xu raised her as a spoiled child, how could he, who used to beg everywhere, feel disgusted by the harsh environment.

Shui Ji was also imprisoned. In the cell opposite to Qi Qi, she was still crying, crying non-stop, her whole face was covered with tears...

Looking down at the blood in his palm, it would be great if he really died just now, so he doesn't have to feel guilty about Meng Zhao anymore, let alone be so distressed by this love all the time.

Qi Qi leaned her head against the cold wall, listening to Shui Ji's ear-piercing crying, she suddenly remembered this time last year.

At this time last year, she inadvertently mentioned that she had never observed the New Year's Eve, and Xia Houling took her to a nearby mountain to observe the New Year's Eve in a rare good mood.

On a mountaintop, with a carved cage, Xia Houling slowly talked about some of her youthful experiences, and finally fell asleep in her arms, and when she woke up, she just saw the rising sun...

That night was the warmest day in Qiqi's life.

Shui Ji is crazy, this is the conclusion reached when the jailer came to deliver the food the next day, Shui Ji stopped crying, and hummed the song that couldn't be sung or tuned over and over again, only Qi Qi could tell that it was Rao Ji My favorite song when I was alive.

If Shui Ji sat on Xia Houling's right hand yesterday, she might have been the one who blocked the sword... Shui Ji is actually a very intelligent woman, and she always knows how to advance and retreat in front of her master. Her fate would not be so miserable.

(End of this chapter)