Chapter 256 Imprisonment
Autumn rain fell from the dark sky, slowly soaking the land, and the withered and yellow leaves were scattered in the autumn rain, scattered in the soil and slowly disappeared.

The maple leaves in the distance swayed in the drizzle, and there were continuous pleasant sounds, but everything was drenched in rain, so it couldn't help but look a bit gloomy.

In the depths of the forest, in a village surrounded by mountains and rivers, a plain-clothed woman was sitting in front of the window, raising her hand to lightly touch the cold rain flowers, with a terrifyingly indifferent expression.

The plain-clothed woman's cheeks were a bit thin, but she still couldn't hide her beauty. From a distance, she looked like a beauty in a splash-ink painting. Her long hair was gently scattered behind her. There was no other decoration in her hair except for a ribbon. .Just getting closer, I feel that her brows are cold, her temperament is clear, and there is a chill all over her body.

A servant girl pushed the door softly and came in. Feeling a chill in her face, she couldn't help shaking her body. Seeing the woman in plain clothes, she couldn't help but frowned. hand, and then directly closed the window, and said in a rather resentful tone: "Madam, it's cold, you are not in good health, you can't catch the cold, don't enjoy the rain anymore. Last time you were sick, the young master almost killed us Everyone has been dismissed, so stop messing around now."

The woman in plain clothes sat quietly by the window, and after listening to the maid's words, she just closed her eyes lightly, and didn't say a word.

The servant girl silently watched the action of the woman in plain clothes, a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes very quickly, and soon, the servant girl's expression returned to her previous appearance, and she lightly poured a cup of hot tea from one side, slowly Slowly put it in front of Yin Qingge, and said indifferently: "Madam, Miss, even if you are angry, you can't ruin your body by anger. In that case, Fen Rong will feel distressed."

The woman in plain clothes couldn't help but slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were full of awe, and she looked straight at Fen Rong.

Seeing this, Fen Rong couldn't help but smile, with a perfunctory expression on his face as if he wanted to complete the task, raised his hand to pick up the hot tea again, put it directly in front of the woman in plain clothes, and said with a light smile: "Miss, you and I have been together for many years. The love of master and servant, I will not disrespect you, you are suffering from cold today, you should drink a cup of hot tea to warm your body, and this servant will go to boil some soup and medicine to nourish the body later, so as not to catch the cold again."

The plain-clothed woman stared at Fen Rong coldly, her face was still cold, nothing changed, she just looked straight at Fen Rong without reaching out to take the cup of hot tea.

Seeing this, Fen Rong's expression froze, and he couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the teacup, then he smiled lightly, and said softly: "Forget it, Madam and Young Master have a deep relationship, and they must want Young Master to feed them, how about Now, servant girl, go find the young master."

As soon as these words came out, the plain-clothed woman's complexion suddenly became gloomy. She raised her hand to take the cup of hot tea, drank it directly, and then smashed the teacup onto the table beside her.

Only then did Fen Rong smile in satisfaction, reached out and put the teacup away, and said with a smile: "Madam is right to do this, the body is my own, why bother myself."

The woman in plain clothes closed her eyes lightly, she didn't pay attention to Fen Rong's words, her expression was indifferent.

After Fen Rong put away the things in his hand, seeing the woman in plain clothes, a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes, he turned his head to look at the empty path, turned around and closed the door, and said with a smile: "Ma'am , you hate me so much, is it because I betrayed you? Or is it because you already know that I am not really a fan?"

Yin Qingge's ten fingers hanging on both sides slightly tightened, his heart was full of coldness, and he didn't want to raise his eyes to look at Fen Rong.

"Ma'am, although the young master likes you, it's just because he hasn't got you yet. When you are worthless, the young master will kick you away. At that time, if you want to make such a show again, you may not be able to do it again." I have a chance!" Fen Rong's eyes were full of sarcasm, and his tone was even more sarcasm.

Yin Qingge opened his eyes lightly, looked at Fen Rong in front of him with slightly cold eyes, and said coldly: "Get out!"

"What did you say? You let me go! Why did you let me go!" Fen Rong was startled when he heard the words, but he didn't expect Yin Qingge to speak suddenly. You must know that Yin Qingge hadn't spoken for more than a month.

Yin Qingge stared at Fen Rong coldly, his eyes filled with sternness, his voice was hoarse and deep, and even colder, he said coldly, "You killed Fen Rong!"

"Yeah, so what if it's me, you useless trash, can't you just watch her die in front of you like that?" Fen Rong's lips evoked a cruel smile, which was especially lovely to watch. Terrified, he smiled and said: "You should thank me, thank me for destroying her face in the first place, instead of killing her directly. It was my kindness that gave you the chance to meet."

"Heh..." Yin Qingge sneered, his face was full of coldness, and he said coldly, "I will kill you."

"Then kill me! Come and kill me if you have the ability! You trash!" Fen Rong covered her lips with a low smile and said in a sarcasm.

"Who do you say is trash?" A gloomy male voice suddenly came from behind Fen Rong, and then the door was gently pushed open. Tan Su was holding a red oil-paper umbrella, with a pale face. Full of indifference and coldness.

Looking at Tan Su's appearance, Fen Rong couldn't help but a trace of obsession flashed in his eyes. His eyes touched the coldness at the bottom of Tan Su's eyes, and his body couldn't help trembling. Then Tan Su knelt down and said anxiously: "Master, forgive me, but this servant made a slip of the tongue for a while, and this servant realizes his mistake."

Tan Su cast a disdainful glance at Fen Rong, and immediately turned his attention to the woman in plain clothes. A faint smile appeared on his lips, and he said lightly, "A Nian, I didn't expect you to be in such a long time." It was only because of an irrelevant person that I opened my mouth to speak."

Yin Qingge closed his eyes lightly, suppressed all the emotions that had surged up just now, and continued to remain silent.

Seeing this, Tan Su couldn't help flashing a trace of coldness in his eyes, walked slowly to Yin Qingge's side, raised a hand to lift a strand of her hair, and said in a very calm voice: "A Nian, you really don't say a word. Would you like to tell me?"

"Master, Yin Qingge's thoughts are not here at all, master, why waste your thoughts, slaves really like... like..." Fen Rong looked at the scene in front of her angrily, her fingers were clenched tightly, and finally couldn't help it. I couldn't stop shouting, but in the end, I couldn't say it anyway.

Tan Su heard that the eyelids moved slightly, and immediately turned around to look at Fen Rong who was kneeling in front of him, his deep eyes were full of indifference, his cold fingers raised Fen Rong's chin, and he looked at Fen Rong with eyes that seemed obsessed , a gloomy look flashed across his face, he curled his lips and said, "You deserve it too?"

Fen Rong froze, stared blankly at Tan Su, and then fell heavily on the ground. There was a long and thin scar on her white neck, and dark red blood slowly oozes out along the scar. Slowly stained the entire ground.

Tan Su took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped his hands indifferently, then threw it directly beside the dead Fen Rong, turned around and looked at Yin Qingge lightly, and said softly: "It's a bit dirty here, I'll change it for you again." house."

After finishing speaking, Tan Su walked directly to Yin Qingge's side, took off the cloak behind her and covered her, then directly hugged Yin Qingge by the waist, and walked slowly towards the outside.

Yin Qingge raised his eyes and stared at Tan Su coldly, his eyes were full of disgust, and then he closed his eyes lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Put me down."

Tan Su paused, looked down at Yin Qingge who was tightly closed in his arms, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Let you down, how is this possible? You are my wife .”

With an extremely cold smile on Tan Su's lips, she carried Yin Qingge into another room, and the maids in the room retreated immediately upon seeing this.

The room was burning with high-quality silver charcoal, which was warm and warm, without the slight chill of the room that had been blowing cold wind just now.

Tan Su carried Yin Qingge to the edge of the bed and sat down. Seeing Yin Qingge's pale face and messy hair, he couldn't help but raise his hand to tidy her up gently, then reached out to hold Yin Qingge's hand, and said in a gentle voice: "I specially prepared this room, take a look, do you like it?"

Yin Qingge closed his eyes and never opened them, but Tan Su didn't seem to notice it, and directly pinched Yin Qingge's chin and took a bite, watching Yin Qingge open his eyes a little angrily, and then let go with a smile Yin Qingge said softly: "Ma'am, you and I are going to be married soon. Your wedding dress was too ugly at that time. I spent time preparing a new one. You can try it on later."

Yin Qingge looked at Tan Su coldly, his eyes were full of disgust concealed by satisfaction, and said coldly, "Don't go too far!"

"Too much? Ma'am... I just prepared for our big wedding, how could it be too much?" Tan Su caressed Yin Qingge's cheek, lowered his head and kissed her neck affectionately, and said lightly: "Ma'am, do you think this is too much?"

"Let me go!" Yin Qingge's eyes suddenly flashed a cold light, piercing Tan Su directly, and said in a cold voice.

Tan Su smiled, slowly let go of Yin Qingge, and said with a light smile, "Madam, don't worry, you and I haven't come to court yet, so I won't touch you like this."

"It's just that I've prepared the wedding dress for so long. If Madam doesn't want to try it, isn't it a waste?" Tan Su caressed Yin Qingge's cheek lightly, shaking his cold fingers behind Yin Qingge's earlobe from time to time, and then Chu nodded heavily, seeing Yin Qingge's body slumped on the bed in an instant, couldn't help but smile with his lips curled up, and said softly: "Madam, do you want to try?"

Yin Qingge didn't have any strength in his body. Looking at Tan Su who was smiling with his lips curled up on one side, a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his fists, there was nothing he could do.

(End of this chapter)

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