ninth junior sister

Chapter 102

He stopped and stared, thinking that the sea was like a tide, as if a gust of wind rolled up a huge wave and slapped it on the reef, making a clank and crisp sound.

Actually, when Ling Xiaoruo was playing the piano just now, he should have known that she loved someone else.

It turns out that the person she likes is Junli, the owner of Yueji Palace!
It turned out that I was the one who ruined other people's marriages!
It turned out that he was the culprit!

With this realization, the hand hanging by the side inadvertently clenched a white robe.

In the prehistoric universe, there was suddenly a terrible silence, and it seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world, isolated from the world.

Obviously, in this place, he is a superfluous person, no one needs him!

Suddenly, Yun Jingxuan narrowed his phoenix eyes, his white robe rolled up like snowflakes, he turned around and walked out quickly. When he got out of the courtyard, he walked forward quickly and left the Ling mansion. After walking out of the Ling mansion quickly, his steps became more and more Quickly, it was already galloping in the end!
He flew up to the eaves on cloud steps, traveling like the wind, and arrived in the dense bamboo forest beside Qianshui Lake in a short time.

With a wave of his cloud arm, a slender bamboo branch was already held in his palm, his right hand moved, and he danced a vigorous sword flower. He folded his waist and said in his mouth: "The new moon is beautiful, the night cold lake is quiet and the mountain is fighting. Get up and scratch your head, the bamboo shadow is thin across the window. It’s scorching the sky, but the cup is passed on when you are idle. Do you know? After the crows sing, the return is as strong as wine.”

Under the whirling moonlight, the bamboo leaves glowed with a gloomy whiteness, reflecting Yun Jingxuan's pure white clothes like snow.

His handsome figure shuttles and rolls among the bamboo forests, sometimes soaring into the sky, sometimes leaning down to strike, and sometimes whirling and dancing.The black hair broke through the shackles of the golden crown, flaunting it wantonly, winding like a spirit snake.

Yun Jingxuan waved the bamboo branch desperately like this, and when he completely exhausted his body's ability, he finally knelt on the soil with one knee, held the bamboo branch and completely buried the top in the ground.Mo hair fell down like a waterfall in an instant, covering his handsome face.

"what--"

Suddenly, he raised his head and roared in a low voice.

A dull roar startled countless nightingales, and they flew away in terror, leaving only a clear glow of moonlight behind.

"Why?" Yun Jingxuan threw away the bamboo branch in his hand, and roared in a low voice: "Why did I do this? Who am I?"

How can he have feelings for another woman after he has hidden one woman deeply in his heart?Why does he always regard her as Ziqing, just because of the resemblance between her brows?Just because she is equally stubborn and strong?Why did he gradually care about her thoughts, why did he feel a little heartbroken when he saw her holding hands with others?

why? !

When he was very young, when he saw his father lingering among the girls in the harem, when he saw his mother and concubine turning her back to leave those bitter tears, when he endured the cynicism of the princes of the same age, he had He swore that in this life, he would only marry the woman he loved, and she would only marry her alone.

With this belief, he has gone through more than ten years. When he was 20 years old, his father gave him two concubines. He didn't want them at first, but his father was furious, so he had to accept them. After taking them back, he told them that he could use the golden cicada to get them out of their shells. Chumei agreed to leave, and after some back and forth, he asked her to feign death to send her away from Linyi, while Ruxue was unwilling to leave and stayed in the mansion until today.

After so many years, there has never been a woman who has walked into the apex of his heart and lived in his atrium.He thought that he would never love again in his life, so when Shangguanrou asked him to marry her to avoid the fate of being married far away, he went to ask his father to marry her, because in his opinion, anyway, He will never love again, so wouldn't it be the same to marry anyone?Rou'er is a woman he has known since childhood, and marrying her is better than marrying someone he doesn't know.

However, the encounters in life are always so tormenting.

At this time, he met Ziqing, that eccentric woman full of intrigues.

This woman, with her dazzling splendor, was branded on his heart.

However, this woman who was branded in his heart didn't like him.Before he had time to express his feelings in the future, she disappeared into the vast crowd with her love for Zizhan.

Because he liked it, he began to resist, resisting the woman he was going to marry back to the mansion, resisting everything about her.

What's ridiculous is that after resisting and struggling, he saw her and Ziqing as the same person in a trance.

"Thorn—" A long bamboo shaving pierced into the palm, and the blood slowly flowed down along the lines in the palm.

The pain instantly spread to all limbs!

He wants to use pain to alert himself, he doesn't want to be a half-hearted person like his father!In his life, he can only love one person!Even if that person has left him!

Between the bamboo groves, the wind suddenly picked up, and the bamboo leaves swirled around, one by one, falling on Yun Jingxuan's lonely and cold figure.

The moonlight is like silver, and the slanting wind pierces, making the snow-white figure look more and more desolate and haggard in the wind.

In the Ling Mansion, red lanterns hung high above the eaves, gently swaying with the wind.

It was originally a clear night, but because of the serious illness of old lady Ling, it became sad and dignified.

In the room, the candles were flickering, and wax tears trickled down the red candle walls, forming layers of tears.

Seeing that grandma put her hand in Junli's, Ling Xiaoruo questioned softly: "Grandma, what are you talking about?" Why did she suddenly entrust herself to Junli? How could she be like this? She and Junli have only met each other a few times, so how can there be any entrustment?
While speaking, Ling Xiaoruo slowly pulled out his hand, and when Jun Li felt her hand detached from his palm, a chill came over his heart.

Grandma patted Ling Xiaoruo's hand, coughed and said: "Ahem... Ruo'er, don't think that grandma's eyes are dim when she gets old... Cough cough..."

Seeing that grandma was coughing badly, Jun Li patted her on the shoulder and said softly, "Grandma, please speak slowly."

Grandma waved her hands and said, "It's okay." After a pause, she continued, "That Prince Jing...Grandma knows that he doesn't like Ruo'er...so...Grandma will entrust Ruo'er to you..." Everyone didn't know, but she secretly ordered the servant girl to help her watch at the gate of the mansion. She knew that Yun Jingxuan hadn't come to welcome her, but the family members didn't tell her to avoid her sadness, because she loved this man the most. granddaughter.

Ling Xiaoruo frowned slightly when he heard the words, and replied: "Grandma, Ruo'er will take care of herself, the palace master has a lot of things to do, how can he have so much free time to take care of me?"

How could her grandma say such a thing?Although she would eventually reconcile with Yun Jingxuan, how could she ask Junli to take care of her?He has his own business to do.Besides, she wasn't weak enough to be cared for.

(End of this chapter)