Daughter of a High Sect: Abandoned Concubine Reborn

Chapter 250 Heart-piercing memories

Xuanyuan Jincheng stared fixedly at Ouyang Feixue's expression of repelling others thousands of miles away, feeling as if something was blocked in her heart, feeling stuffy.

"As long as he can come, can't I?" Xuanyuan Jincheng's tone was almost questioning, and that cold expression made Yingyue gasp, while Yingjie looked at him defensively. .

Ouyang Feixue just felt that his words were inexplicable, and she gouged him out with hatred, not wanting to get entangled with him, she turned around and was about to go back to her room, Xuanyuan Jincheng was angry, and stepped forward to hold her back, but Yingjie stood in front of him .

"Second prince, my lady doesn't want to see you, please stay." Yingjie said expressionlessly. Xuanyuan Jincheng looked at Yingjie who dared to stand in front of her, with mixed feelings in her heart. Since when, they have been looking at her His eyes were so distant, even though there was all kinds of anger and anger in his heart, he tried his best to suppress it.

The violent ups and downs of his chest explained all his moods at this moment.

The master does not welcome her so much, and he is not a boring person. She just thinks that she is sorry for him about the matter with Xuanyuan Jingyi.

She never knew that the biggest rift between Xuanyuan Jingyi and him was that what he strived for was what he disdained to have, and he hated him for always being dismissive of everything.

Since he didn't fight from the beginning, why didn't he persist until the end, and fell in love with the woman he loved.

Xuanyuan Jincheng stared deeply at Ouyang Feixue's indifferent back, and a hurt look flashed across her eyes.

When I came here, I mustered up so much courage, but when I left, it was also very heavy. The lonely back fell into Yingyue's eyes, and I couldn't bear it.

Yingjie held her hand, shook her head at her, and then slowly took back the steps she took.

Xuanyuan Jincheng left without much reaction, Yingyue couldn't hold back seeing Ouyang Feixue as if nothing had happened.

"Miss, the second prince, he?????" Before she finished speaking, Ouyang Feixue cast a cold look over her, making her swallow her words abruptly.

Yingjie sensed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between the two of them, and said, "Yingyue and I went to the kitchen to have a look." After speaking, she dragged her away without waiting for Yingyue's reaction.

"Now, you have to always remember that we belong to the young lady, and we can no longer think about the second prince." As soon as she went out, Yingjie looked at Yingyue with a bit of reproach, and Yingyue nodded sullenly.

"Miss has her reasons for doing things. There are many things we can't ask about, you know?" Yingjie said patiently. After getting along for so long, she has a good grasp of Ouyang Feixue's temperament. She knows that Ouyang Feixue has always been A very independent person, what she decides, she can't let others make irresponsible remarks.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, the sun set in the west, the bird came back, and after a simple dinner, Ouyang Feixue fell asleep under the service of Yingjie and Yingyue.

After Xuanyuan Jincheng left during the day, Xuanyuan Yidie came to pester her for a long time again. She was already exhausted from dealing with that eccentric little princess.

I don't know why, seeing Xuanyuan Yidie's innocent smiling face, her mood will become extraordinarily relaxed, it seems that happiness is also contagious, but occasionally thinking of her unborn child, her heart will feel a piercing pain.

But no, it's another night.

In the transition from winter to spring, the spring thunder rolls and the rumbling disturbs the dream. Ouyang Feixue has already fallen asleep, but is abruptly awakened by the nightmare.

There was cold sweat on her forehead and back, and every night when there was thunder and lightning, that heart-pounding night would always resurface in her mind over and over again.

How much she wanted to forget that horrible night, but some memories, the more you want to forget, the clearer it becomes.

On the other side, Xuanyuan Jingyi's expression was no better than that of Ouyang Feixue when he heard the rumbling thunder. He thought of her helplessness and fragility every time there was thunder in the past night.

Simply put on his clothes, and braved the pattering rain, he didn't even have time to hold on, so he ran in the rain with his head bare, and didn't stop until he reached the door of Ouyang Feixue's room.

He came in over the wall, and landed in a place where there were heavy flowers, and the soil was very soft, and his shoes were embedded in the soil, so he just stood there, too lazy to move.

When he went out, he had already prepared the jade flute on his body, and the raindrops dripped drop by drop from his hair.

Along with the sound of raindrops and the melodious flute sound, I remembered that the people in the house had already folded their hands around their knees and buried their faces in their knees helplessly. The appearance of curling up together would make anyone feel distressed.

Except for Xuanyuan Jingyi, no one knew that Ouyang Feixue had such a helpless and fragile appearance.

She closed her eyes tightly, frowning, and the corners of her pale mouth were marked by severe teeth bites. I don't know if she was dreaming or waking up, but slowly, the hands that were holding her knees loosened slowly. down, and the breathing gradually became even.

Just like that, after an unknown period of time, the rain gradually stopped, and the thunder also stopped. Xuanyuan Jingyi felt that his feet were a little stiff, and he moved slightly, which was full of soreness.

The wet hair was attached to his face docilely, but the sexy thin lips were a little pale.

He moved his feet with some difficulty and walked towards the outside. Looking at the sky slowly opening up, he smiled helplessly. In this life, she is probably the only one who can make him do endless stupid things .

That night, Ouyang Feixue didn't seem to wake up. When she looked at the wet yard, she looked at Yingjie, who was cleaning up the dead leaves blown by the wind, and asked softly, "There was a thunderstorm last night." Is it?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Yingjie replied casually, seeing Ouyang Feixue's expression, she was a little suspicious.

"It's okay." Ouyang Feixue murmured softly, stroking the coat on her shoulders.

The weather was a bit cool after the rain, Yingjie saw that Ouyang Feixue was not wearing any clothes, she just put on a simple dress and came out, afraid that she would catch a cold, so she stepped forward and said, "Miss, let's go into the room and add some clothes. "After finishing speaking, he helped Ouyang Feixue into the house.

As she turned around, Ouyang Feixue noticed the deep footprints in the dirt in front of the window, and her heart skipped a beat. These were clearly the footprints of a man, how could a woman's feet be so big.

Only then did she vaguely remember that she seemed to have heard the sound of a flute last night.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Ouyang Feixue stopped suddenly and refused to leave, Yingjie followed her gaze, and there was a pair of footprints in the soil between the flowers.

"There was someone here last night." Yingjie chuckled. She saw Xuanyuan Jingyi when the sky was just getting bright in the morning. She thought his walking was a little weird, but it turned out that his legs were numb after standing for a long time.

(End of this chapter)