The Hickey of the Demon Lord: The Substitute Princess

Chapter 154

"Your hands have killed many people, but I don't think your hands will be clean for those who have achieved great things. So, from this point of view, there is no such thing as dirty." Su Min smiled faintly. After letting go, her vision is no longer narrow and long-term, and it does not bring personal anger and hatred.

Nangong Zheng never thought that she would say such a thing, which seemed open-minded and tolerant.In a blink of an eye, his eyes fell on her, and her expression was natural, without any affectation.

"You don't seem to have listened to what I said before. That's right, you seldom take it seriously and listen to what others have said calmly." Looking at his dark eyes, it seemed as if all the darkness had been sucked into it. She smiled silently, shaking her head helplessly.

Seeing that Nangong Zheng's brows were slightly relaxed, she continued to speak. "I've said it twice, I won't think about what happened before. Now that I've let go of it, where are those unnecessary and useless emotions? So, whether it's disgust or hatred, it's all gone in my heart."

She would just look at him from afar and listen to his news like an ordinary citizen without foresight, her mind was as calm as water.

He's just an irrelevant person.

Nangong Zheng stared at her beautiful face with an incomprehensible expression. In her body, the grief after being abandoned could not be seen at all.

She didn't look injured, weak, painful, nothing, not a trace left.

He looked at Su Min like this, but for some reason, he felt that she was just hiding the pain in her heart, just like her habit all along. "yes?"

Su Min's tone was very calm and gentle, without any more thorns, and asked lightly. "Did you come to Los Angeles just to confirm this matter?" Now, with a satisfactory answer, it's over.

A touch of inexplicable emotion caused him to be unable to ignore the turbulent undercurrent in her calmness, his gaze was like a torch, and he knew that nothing happened to her.

Su Min didn't have time to find out where the flickering fire in Nangong Zheng's eyes came from, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist and hugged her tightly in his arms.

His voice was deep, and he walked silently in the dark night. "It's the king's child."

"The child is gone, my lord." She reminded him of the truth now. Only Nan Gongzheng has such a tight embrace, as if to force all the air in her body out of her body.

In front of Nangong Zheng's eyes, the scene he saw in Lu Qingyang's other courtyard appeared, silently looked at her small face, and asked coldly. "He won't marry you, do you feel sad?"

"Did you come to see my jokes, make fun of me?" She frowned slightly, entangled in her heart, unable to resolve it.

Nangong Zheng stared at her for a long time, his dark eyes were dark, and the smile on his mouth was half a smile but not a smile. "No matter what you think, this king is very happy."

"It's good for the prince to be happy, can you let me go?" Her displeasure increased, she never thought about her explanation, but in exchange for his intimate hug, she never expected.

She didn't want to explore what was going on in his heart, her eyes were clear, revealing her inherent stubbornness. "Even if no one in this world loves me, I won't just force a man who doesn't have me in his heart to marry like a vicious tigress. You don't have to worry about that."

He looked at her with extremely complicated expressions, and it took a long time before he spoke. "very nice."

These two simple words brought Su Min a different feeling, and he was the only one who dared to speak out his thoughts of gloating after the woman suffered such deception and the marriage affairs turned into nothingness.

"Why do you still appear in front of me? With your current status, you should have no time to clone yourself." Nan Gongzheng finally let go of her hands, her arms crossed her chest, and her eyes turned.

He doesn't know either.

Just because I can't control my heart.

He has always been rational and calm, but now, he can't find an objective reason for himself to leave the palace and go to Los Angeles.

Just because I wanted to, I did it.

"For me, do you feel that I have been wronged and seek justice?" Seeing that Nan Gongzheng was silent, she chuckled. This man definitely has nothing to do with gentleness, but what he did has nothing to do with it. His temperament is the same.

Pressing his charged right palm, she softened her expression and said. "Don't do it again, don't hit people again."

"You feel bad?" Her gentle appearance almost made him unable to control, wanting to hold her in his arms.But the person she was talking about made him unhappy.

"You have no position to do this for me. We have nothing to do with each other. If you are really wronged and unbearable, I will do it myself, and I don't have to do it to others." She raised her hand, her eyes shone with gleam, Brighter than jewels and stars, people can't look away.

Waving her hand in front of him, she said with a deep tone and a smile. "I can also beat people."

Isn't Nangong Zheng the emperor now?He should be more like an emperor. If an emperor says it, he doesn't need to do anything himself.

There was an insurmountable silence between each other, and no one took the initiative to break it, because each other knew in their hearts that the next step was to separate.

Nangong Zheng's gaze was locked on Su Min's body tightly. Although she was close to him, even though the embrace just now, like her fragrance, was still on his chest, but he just looked at her like this, But can't have her.

He is the one that even Su Min can't touch by a single hair.

She did say that she should let go of those things that ordinary people can't bear, but her heart is hidden deeper, hidden in a corner that no one can see or touch.

She smiled back, but saw that his brows were secretly locked, forming obvious wrinkles.He pursed his lips tightly, his face was slightly ugly on top of his angular handsome face.

She tilted her head in confusion, examining Nangong Zheng's expression.The more she looked at it, the more she felt that his face seemed paler.

"what happened to you?"

She asked softly, but he waved his hand without answering. Just when he was about to turn around, Su Min stopped him.

She stretched out her slender hands, and gently covered her rigid handsome face, the skin under her fingers was so cool that she was surprised.Only sick people, or people who are injured and have lost blood, can have such a cold body temperature.

"Could it be..."

Has toxicity flared up this month?
She whispered, but he was noncommittal.

Nan Gongzheng's eyes sank, her soft catkins seemed to be the brilliance of spring, which slightly melted the ice and snow in his heart, but before he could lust after the temperature of her fingertips, she had already withdrawn her little hand.

It seemed that at that moment, the huge pain was taken away by three points of An Ran.

She felt very sad in her heart, as if she had lost something for a moment.

She did something she wasn't supposed to do, and she retracted her hand in embarrassment as if she had been burned. She hardly dared to meet his black eyes, and said something softly. "It's so late, don't go."

"What did you say?" Did the night wind blow away her soft voice, or did he hear hallucinations? Nangong Zheng's voice revealed an innate magnetism, but concealed a bit of hoarseness.

Su Min stopped answering him, smiled at him, and walked straight into the room.

Because she understood that the distance between them was an insurmountable gap, that they were walking two completely different paths, and that their identities were different, she suddenly felt relieved and became more relaxed and casual.

Having encountered all kinds of people and things, what else in this world really scares her?
She lowered her eyes and smiled, stood aside, wiped her hands, and looked back at him slightly when she heard footsteps behind her.

"It seems too mean to throw a patient out of the house."

In Nangong Zheng's heart, he had never been a man who was willing to show weakness. Even if the pain was worse than death, he didn't want anyone's sympathy.

Because those, to him, are more heart-wrenching than poisons, and they must not be touched, otherwise, they will become addicted.

But perhaps it should be fortunate that after taking her poison that day, it was the only bridge that could soften her heart and maintain the relationship between them.

She raised the curtain with a calm expression and a calm tone. "It's so late, you can spend the night here and leave tomorrow."

Under the moonlight, a bewitching smile appeared on that stern handsome face.The smile softened his hostility, he was no longer cold, on the contrary he looked more handsome and alluring, she was instantly fascinated by it.

It turns out that he can laugh!
Her heart warmed up, and her fear melted away bit by bit...

"It turns out that I can stay overnight."

The smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and the tone seemed a little mocking, but he didn't know if it was self-deprecating or talking about her.

Su Min turned her face away, stopped looking at him, took out a new silk quilt from the cabinet, walked to the soft couch beside her, and said in a calm manner.

"It's late at night, let's rest."

"It should be this night, it's hard to fall asleep." His smile gradually faded away, and he lay on the bed, but his expression didn't improve at all. Only by observing carefully could he see the faint flashes of his veins, and his whole body was tense and unable to relax. pain of.

Su Min kept silent, put down the quilt in her hand, stood by the window sill, silently looking at the night and moonlight outside the window.

The next moment, she stretched out her hand and closed the wooden window.

Picking up Guqin from the long platform, she sat at the round table and turned her eyes to him, seeing that he had closed his eyes and was sleeping with his clothes on.But his brows were still furrowed, and the heaviness had not yet been lifted, as if he was on guard like a general waiting to set off.

How could this be the appearance of going to bed peacefully?
She placed the qin wood in front of her, and the catkins were covered with cold strings. She hadn't touched the qin for so long, as if she was unfamiliar with a child who had never touched and learned.

She pursed her lips and smiled, allowing the warmth of her fingertips to be sucked away by the coolness of the strings. In the next moment, she let the melody in her heart flow out from the provocation of her fingertips.

This one is An Shenqu.

Nan Gongzheng's ears were filled with a soft and fresh melody, which seemed familiar. He was not a literati, and he didn't know much about the rhythm of playing the piano.

(End of this chapter)