The Hickey of the Demon Lord: The Substitute Princess

Chapter 45

The dull pain seemed to come from not far away, but she couldn't tell where it was.

It seems that she has lost something again, the kind of loss and pain that cannot be reversed, cannot be turned back, and cannot be regained.

Her gaze passed over the face of the second brother silently, and continued to follow him around the corner, walked into the room, and closed the door. She sat at the table, with a mess of emotions in her heart that had not yet been resolved.

Raising her hands, she untied a layer of black veil behind her head. Her eyes were reddish, and the dark eyes were full of bitterness and despair.

As Tong said, should I be glad that I have regained my freedom?
Except for Fan'er's death, the result is complete, she no longer needs to be a substitute, and she will return everything Su Yu has to her.

Anyway, that engagement, that identity, can't give her a reason to be nostalgic.

Even if she confronted Nangong Zheng face-to-face in the future, she would have said something and would not ruin her fate again.

Everything is planned, everything is thought out, and she can live peacefully like a human being.

However, she couldn't figure out the difference between gains and losses.

Mother passed away before she was sensible, and she has no experience with death.I didn't expect that it was Fan'er who felt it for the first time. She was just like herself, but only 16 years old.

Leaning on the head of the bed in a daze, she looked at herself in the bronze mirror. There were still a few abrasions on her cheeks, her face was as pale as dark, and her eyes were lifeless.

At that moment, she couldn't see a person's soul.

In the Su family, she was alienated from Su Yu, and the only one who accompanied her for a long time was this innocent little girl.

It was another sleepless night, with impulsive emotions hidden deep in his heart, wanting to convince himself over and over again that Fan'er is not dead yet.

But she was alone in a strange town, alone, and wanted to go home.

The contradictory reality and dreams were colliding with each other in her body, as if they wanted to drain her last energy and blood all at once.

In the past 16 years, Su Min, who has never felt that she has done anything wrong, feels that she is a sinner for the first time in her life. If she is content with the status quo, she will not harm the ignorant Fan'er.

She clearly knew that it would be torture to bring up the past, but she still couldn't let herself go. She was always powerless, fell asleep for only a moment, and was awakened by the nightmare again, dripping with cold sweat, feeling uneasy.

The candle on the table was burning with orange light, Su Min's expression was gloomy, and he uttered something in a low voice. "Fan'er, wait a little longer, within two years, I will definitely bring you back."

Fan'er is the same as himself, she should be well in Luocheng, she was born like this, and she should not be allowed to return to her roots after death, and she should never be left as a wandering ghost.

"Uncle, just get off at this intersection."

The sapphire blue carriage slowly stopped in the busiest alley in Los Angeles. Su Min opened the curtain, and the moment her feet stepped on the land, a burst of sadness welled up in her chest, making her unable to control herself.

Saying goodbye to the past, starting today, she is Su Min again.

Alone, she picked a small path with few people, and her body was covered with the morning light. Su Min felt that she was getting closer and closer to the Su Mansion, and her originally dead heart fluctuated somewhat.

She missed the Su family, her father, and the only relative in the world.

what's wrong with her?
Have you not been home for four months, and even forgot the way to your own home?
Su Min smiled wryly, and once again cast his eyes on the mansion in front of him, facing the clean morning light, he looked at the vermilion plaque hanging high.

The two big gilt characters of Su Mansion are more eye-catching than the scorching sun in the scorching summer.

That's right, she still recognizes the Su family, but why can't she be sure if this is still the old home?
Above the gate of the Su family, the beautiful red lanterns in the past disappeared without a trace, but now they have been replaced with a pair of plain white lanterns, with black ink stains on them forming a big character.

"Sacrifice".

how come?Su Min chuckled, her eyes were clouded with mist, she asked herself where did the strange emotions come from.

Impossible.

She held on to the door, her eyes sank, and she slammed on the vermilion lacquered double door vigorously, as if she was crazy.

It couldn't be what she thought, she persuaded her wavering heart time and time again, until the slapping hands were covered with red marks, and the palms were as hot as fire, and no one came to open the door.

The person who opened the door was Chief Leng.

According to the rules of Los Angeles, guests are strictly prohibited from intruding at home during funerals, so when the door is opened, Manager Leng's expression is very ugly.

"You are……"

He squinted his eyes and looked around. The woman in front of him was wearing a black veil and ordinary clothes, but for some reason she seemed familiar.

Su Min tore off the veil from his face, and a pale face with scars appeared in front of Chief Leng.

His eyes sank, and he bowed his hands suddenly, with a respectful expression.

"princess."

Hearing this word, Su Min couldn't help frowning, her voice was low and hoarse, but her emotions were extremely intense. "Who am I? Manager Leng, you have been in the Su family for more than 20 years, and you can even get the name and identity of the master wrong. Is there something wrong with the rice that the Su family raises for you?"

Director Leng had never seen such an aura before, his complexion changed, and he changed his explanation in a sophisticated manner. "I was wrong, Second Miss."

He apologized again and again, with a look of sadness in his eyes. "Second Miss, please forgive me. I've been so busy these days because of my master's affairs."

"About my father?" Su Min seemed to lose his soul in an instant, and repeated that sentence numbly, but there was only a blank in his mind.

Chief Leng nodded and said something in a low voice. "Second Miss, my condolences and condolences."

I am sorry for your loss?

Whose sorrow?

Who?
The dark tide in Su Min's heart was surging, as if a wave had knocked him into a sea of ​​no one, he kept sinking and drifting, and couldn't find a way out.

Standing in place, she was unable to decipher the simple four words, and she lost all blood in an instant.

"Where's my father?"

With a sway, Su Min stabilized her footsteps. What happened to her? It seemed that her whole body was floating on the clouds, and she didn't realize it was real when she was alive. On the contrary, she was more like a walking dead.

Manager Leng quickly reached out to support her, with a solemn expression: "The funeral is going to be tomorrow, if you come back one day later, you won't be able to see the master."

"Why didn't you inform me? Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?" Su Min shook off his hand, full of excitement and indignation, growled loudly, and her eyes were red.

"I sent someone to the capital, probably two days ago, but I didn't see you, Miss." Director Leng told the truth.

Su Min couldn't say a word, and walked into the plain white main hall in a trance, his eyes were full of sadness, which could not be expressed in words.

Hesitating in her footsteps, she dared not go to that heavy wooden coffin, for fear that the person lying inside would really be that face.

It is clear that this is the truth, but her heart cannot accept it.

What she said was unfamiliar even to herself.

She glanced at the servants around her with calm eyes. "Let them back down, I'll keep watch tonight."

Manager Leng waved away all the servants with a big hand, his eyes tightened, and he couldn't take his eyes off the scars on her face. "Second miss, it's better to ask the doctor to take a look at these wounds on your body."

"Where's that woman?" Su Min seemed unable to hear Director Leng's words, his eyes fixed on the black and white elegiac couplet, and he left an inexplicable sentence expressionlessly.

Director Leng frowned, and continued to ask. "Second Miss, what do you mean?"

There was still no extra emotion in those dark eyes, let alone a single tear. "Don't ask what you know, if you don't understand what I say, it will be a waste of my father's respect for you."

"Madam has been overworked for the past two days, and she cried to death several times before she was supported by someone and went to the house to lie down."

"Are you heartbroken?" With a sneer, there was no warmth in Su Min's eyes.

Manager Leng suddenly felt a little strange, this face was obviously still the same as before, but this second lady has become different.

She was originally a warm and pleasant woman, not squeamish, not pretentious, but now she is indifferent, why did she become a different person, like an innate temperament!

She glanced at the manager coldly, lowered her voice, but possessed a lot of strength. "Mr. Leng, it is your responsibility to control the mouths of the servants in the house and maintain the peace of the Su family. Don't mess up the rules just because my father is gone."

"Of course, Miss." Manager Leng responded respectfully.

Su Min's eyes suddenly became sharp and cold, scanning the face of Chief Leng, his tone was cold and uninterested. "About my appearance, if there are any rumors, the first person I will pursue is you. I hope you can remember."

"I will not let any of the servants in the mansion say a word, please rest assured, miss."

Before the words finished, he saw Su Min turn around and leave. Her back was slender, and it seemed that the news of Master Su's death was about to overwhelm her.

This scene made him feel a little unbearable. She seemed to be about to collapse in the next moment. In the whole world, there was no one or anything to miss.

Who said that a woman's sadness must be crying?

Walking into the main courtyard, Su Min's footsteps were hasty, and her weak body seemed to be about to collapse several times. She hadn't eaten rice or had a good night's sleep for two days and two nights, but the only power in her body came from a steady stream of anger.

Pushing open the door of the room, she strode towards the bed, threw off the scarlet silk quilt, and said loudly, "How can you still sleep?"

Mrs. Su suddenly woke up from her sleep, she couldn't believe that the person so close was actually Su Min.

"When did you come back?"

On the crystal face, there was no weakness at all, and Su Min's eyes seemed to be filled with coldness. "This is my home, if I don't go back here, am I going to wander around?"

"Aren't you in the palace of the capital?" Mrs. Su looked Su Yu up and down at this moment. Her outfit made people doubtful.

Su Min threw her off the bed, and when she thought about that position, where her father used to sleep peacefully, she couldn't tolerate this woman occupying this house, this bed, every scene and every thing here.

(End of this chapter)