The concubine is always domineering: the code name of this palace is the lore

Chapter 175 Leng Wuxin, I am the one who has always stood by your side (3)

The posture of the two is too ambiguous, more like a hug.

The girl's voice was extremely soft, and her breath reached Nangong Wushang's delicate earlobe, revealing a little blush.

"Three chances. Everyone says that things are only three times. Nangong Wushang, you forced me three times. I still don't feel wrong. I remember saying that you just relied on my liking." The girl's voice was ethereal: " ··········································································································································································································································································································​​ ,protect yourself!"

Because it's not that I love you so much that I have to, so when it comes to danger, I can really turn around without hesitation.If there is such a day, can she really do what she said?
Three times, he forced her like that, because he knew she couldn't do it?If for him, her liking is just relying on, then she would rather not like him at all.

"Nangong Wushang, you and I are the same kind of people after all. You have forgotten that people like us would not lose ourselves for another person if we hadn't reached an absolute situation. People like us, more than Be ruthless to others, and be ruthless to yourself. If I were ruthless to myself, I would really choose to give up on you!"

Nangong Wushang's expression was extremely complicated.

He naturally knew that Leng Wuxin's words were true and those words were false.

"I······"

"You don't have to say anything, let's separate for a while."

Interrupting Nangong Wushang's words, Leng Wuxin suddenly turned sideways, flung his sleeves and left.

And outside the gate of Shenyue Tower, the young man in purple who rushed over had beads of sweat on his forehead, and anyone could see the joy in his big purple eyes.

It was Luo Hanyi who arrived after receiving the news.

It's just that he didn't expect to see such a tragic scene when he arrived.

In the hall of Shenyue Building, the body of the scholar was thrown aside, the ground was covered with blood, and the face of the strange and beautiful boy in red was pale, and he looked at Leng Wuxin who left without looking back with a complicated expression.

That look clearly wanted to persuade him to stay, but he didn't know why, after all, he couldn't speak the words to persuade him to stay.

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(End of this chapter)