Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 897 Su Lan is my real sister! (4)
But what is the relationship between her and the Liao family?
Pang Sheng's mind suddenly became chaotic.

"It's none of your business! If you don't want to die, you can ask for good luck in the future, and don't fall into my hands!" Song Chuxi gave him no time to think carefully, and gave him a cold sideways glance. He warned: "Here I advise you not to come again, let alone act rashly. Yin Shao probably doesn't know your real background, right? Including the relationship between Pang Jing and Miss Liao's family—if you don't want Pang Jing to die There is no burial place, and there is no soul to support in the future, so don't run here anymore."

Yin Shao has a kind of obsession with the people of his Liao family who wants to kill them all. Su Lan is his concubine. Based on this alone, he will never tolerate the fact that Su Lan was married before.

At that time-

She definitely wouldn't let Pang Jing and Su Lan live in peace after death. If they dug their graves, it would be possible to turn their bones into ashes.

Song Chuxi's words were definitely not alarmist, and Pang Sheng knew about Yin Shao, so he knew it.

He shivered again, but his mind was full of thoughts, thinking about the possible relationship between Song Chuxi and the Liao family.

And after Song Chuxi put down that sentence, he really didn't stay any longer, and left steadily.

"Miss—" Yan Hua hurriedly led someone to greet her, "Here—"

He was still worried about Pang Sheng.

"Don't worry about him," Song Chuxi said.

She could understand Pang Sheng's hatred for Su Lan. In this man's view, letting Su Lan be buried next to Pang Jing was an insult and trample on Pang Jing.

But Song Chuxi is more sure that——

Pang Sheng didn't dare to confront her.

She had already clearly warned that if Pang Sheng dared to move here again, the consequences would not be something he could bear. Even if he didn't care about his own life, he couldn't ignore Pang Jing's undead under the Nine Springs.

"Then—shall we go back to the city now?" Yan Hua asked again, looking at the sky with a worried expression, "At this time, the city gates are closed."

"Go back." Song Chuxi said, not stopping, "The weather is not good, and it's night again, let's walk slowly, it won't be long before the sun should be up."

Yan Hua nodded, and just about to order the people below to lead the horses, Song Chuxi raised his head inadvertently, only to see a man standing with a big cloak flying on the hillside in front of him.

Song Chuxi frowned subconsciously.

Yan Hua was even more nervous and looked sideways at her.

Song Chuxi paused, thought for a while and said, "Forget it, it's not convenient to travel at night, so just take a break here and come back after dawn."

The person opposite seemed to fully understand what she was thinking, and instead of coming this way, he turned around and walked towards the two dilapidated houses.

Song Chuxi didn't hesitate, and followed her steps. When she opened the door and entered, Duanmuqi was wrapped in a heavy cloak and standing in front of the dusty, tattered table. Put on an old oil lamp, also dusty.

There was still half a can of lamp oil in the oil lamp, but because it had not been used for many years, it gave off a very pungent and unpleasant smell after being lit.

Duanmuqi frowned tightly in disdain, and finally let it go.

Song Chuxi walked over and spoke first, "Why are you here?"

She knew that Duanmuqi would send someone to watch her, it was a tacit secret, so she didn't even question her.

"Knowing that you will definitely not be able to go back tonight, and thinking that you must be bored on this barren mountain, I came here to accompany you." Duanmuqi said casually, with a half-truth and half-false tone, and put the fire bag back into his arms.

Song Chuxi didn't find fault with his words either.

She knew that since he could find her here, he would naturally know about her going to the Prince's Mansion to meet Yin Shao.

She pursed her lips and lowered her eyes slightly.

Duanmuqi stared at her and waited for her for a long time, but he was still disappointed in the end.

As a last resort, he took a deep breath and asked, "Among Song Jiu and me, you chose her after all, didn't you?"

He has said many times that she should not let her meddle in the Empress Dowager Song's affairs. He has used all kinds of methods, soft and hard, but she just insists on going her own way and refuses to agree.

Song Chuxi knew that it was wrong for her to go back and forth like this, so she pulled the corners of her lips stiffly, but she didn't avoid looking into his eyes and said, "I didn't give up on you! I just made a new choice between Duanmu's family and my aunt. Now I just want to save her life, as long as you don't push her and don't push me anymore, I won't stand in your way."

She looked at him sincerely.

And this kind of reality, Duanmuqi and her have been together for many years, but they have never seen it.

In front of him, she was always used to telling lies and acting on every occasion, so that he would never ignore that she would also be a person with sincerity and emotion.

This was the first time that she took off all her arms and defenses, and faced him with such a real side.

Two people, looking at each other.

She was obviously still tough and domineering, but at this moment, Duanmuqi felt a distinctly sour warmth flowing in his heart, and suddenly felt her almost desperate thoughts.

It seems-

Liao Sulan's death dealt a greater blow to her than anyone imagined.

"Didn't you meet her yourself? This matter has reached the point where I am no longer in control." Duanmuqi looked at her, and the always wanton and flirtatious smile in his eyes receded and returned to her. The most real side, "Isn't it good for you to withdraw? Since you insist on keeping the care and hatred of the past, then be decisive and straightforward, and draw a clear line with the current Song family. Isn't that good?"

"But—" Song Chuxi looked at him, turned around suddenly, walked slowly to the window like a wandering soul, looked at the cold and windy night outside and said, "I can't imagine that if one day, my body All the weaknesses and handles have been forcibly removed, what will I look like."

As she spoke, she looked down at her palm and murmured: "You should have found out about my past and life a long time ago. There were times when I thought I was just a piece of cake. Killing weapon, I never think about what will happen in the future. In those days, I was able to get out of it for a short time, but this time, I am afraid that once I fall into it, I will never be able to get out again. "

Su Lan's death was actually enough to drive her crazy, but she deliberately tried to temporarily suppress this impulse.

Being able to persevere until now is still calm, she has really tried her best, and——

I don't know how long it can last before it will completely collapse and explode.

And her so-called past——

(End of this chapter)