The Demon Empress: The Snake King Imprisoned
Chapter 93 What I Lost
Chapter 93 What I Lost
"Yes, I'm back." I raised the corners of my mouth and smiled at her. I just walked straight to the inner hall. Why did she ask me that I was back?Instead of where have I gone?
"Xiao Tie, do you know where I went?" Did they already know where I went before?
Xiao Tie smiled maliciously, with shyness on Yuanyuan's face: "Yes, the prince sent someone to tell."
Has Nangong Junxie sent someone to talk about it?But when I was with him, I didn't see what he said to other people, and I didn't see him contact with others. The prince is worthy of being a prince, and he is really powerful. I can only sigh silently in my heart.
Since they all know that I am with Nangong Junxie, what about the fake Junxie?What else would he do this day?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help speeding up my pace and walked towards the inner hall. I pushed open the door of the bedroom with a 'bang' sound, and looked around. It was empty inside, just like my stiff heart, nothing, empty.
I lowered my head in frustration, and I asked myself with a tangled brow, what exactly were I expecting?What is the little hope in my heart?What is the faint longing in my heart?What is the tip of the nose that is sore every time I think of it?
Even if you want to ignore it, it's hard to ignore the pain that arises every time you see his sad eyes, it's so sharp and painful, even the pain is so familiar.
I think again, what have I lost? Is it a memory or a heart full of holes?Or both?
But... Is it the familiarity that is too familiar to cause trouble again, or is it my own heart?
Slowly moving towards the bed, every step I take seems to feel the deep sense of powerlessness, so weak that I have no strength, no strength to walk to the bed that is close at hand, and finally I can only walk to the bed. Half of it fell down on the cold floor...
I smiled wryly, even pulling the corners of my mouth felt so far-fetched. Sitting cross-legged, my strength seemed to be drained. I buried my head deeply between my legs, and started to move my fingers one by one. hands tight.
(End of this chapter)
"Yes, I'm back." I raised the corners of my mouth and smiled at her. I just walked straight to the inner hall. Why did she ask me that I was back?Instead of where have I gone?
"Xiao Tie, do you know where I went?" Did they already know where I went before?
Xiao Tie smiled maliciously, with shyness on Yuanyuan's face: "Yes, the prince sent someone to tell."
Has Nangong Junxie sent someone to talk about it?But when I was with him, I didn't see what he said to other people, and I didn't see him contact with others. The prince is worthy of being a prince, and he is really powerful. I can only sigh silently in my heart.
Since they all know that I am with Nangong Junxie, what about the fake Junxie?What else would he do this day?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help speeding up my pace and walked towards the inner hall. I pushed open the door of the bedroom with a 'bang' sound, and looked around. It was empty inside, just like my stiff heart, nothing, empty.
I lowered my head in frustration, and I asked myself with a tangled brow, what exactly were I expecting?What is the little hope in my heart?What is the faint longing in my heart?What is the tip of the nose that is sore every time I think of it?
Even if you want to ignore it, it's hard to ignore the pain that arises every time you see his sad eyes, it's so sharp and painful, even the pain is so familiar.
I think again, what have I lost? Is it a memory or a heart full of holes?Or both?
But... Is it the familiarity that is too familiar to cause trouble again, or is it my own heart?
Slowly moving towards the bed, every step I take seems to feel the deep sense of powerlessness, so weak that I have no strength, no strength to walk to the bed that is close at hand, and finally I can only walk to the bed. Half of it fell down on the cold floor...
I smiled wryly, even pulling the corners of my mouth felt so far-fetched. Sitting cross-legged, my strength seemed to be drained. I buried my head deeply between my legs, and started to move my fingers one by one. hands tight.
(End of this chapter)
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