The concubine's concubine is very charming

Chapter 169 Your words don't count
Chu Yichen's eyes were shining brightly, and his jade-like pupils gradually became deeper. He stared at Su Mo'er intently and said:

"This king is good enough, don't worry about falling in love with me!"

Not a question, not a temptation, but a declaration of his confidence in her.

The scissors that Su Moer had just taken suddenly slipped from her hand and pierced the pulp of her middle finger. A red bean-like blood came out of her fair skin and stood upright in the red halo of the room.

Chu Yichen picked up Su Moer's light and bright wrist one step faster, lifted it gently, and under her helpless gaze, kept putting that finger on his mouth, and then put it on his lips. sucking in.

Su Mo'er was struck by the warm and humid touch of his fingers in her mouth, and couldn't help shaking her whole body.Chu Yichen felt it, took her finger out of his lips, and gently put it back on her side, but his man didn't leave, but moved a little closer, and came behind Su Mo'er, He stretched out his hand and gently wrapped her in his arms from behind.

He felt her struggle, and he tightened his embrace a little until his arms were completely tightened. She was in his iron embrace, unable to struggle any more, only waves that were more urgent than the waves. breathe.

"Chu Yichen, your words don't count!" Su Mo'er's heart was beating violently, looking at everything around her, her thoughts were in a trance.

"Don't move!" Chu Yichen's voice was a little strange, and it was also fatally bewitched: "Just a moment!"

Just as Su Mo'er was about to speak, Chu Yichen really did what he said and let go of her. Almost instantly, his people were already standing on the ground looking at her, refreshed and full of smiles.

Su Mo'er looked at the window grilles on the kang, then at the uncleared dishes on the table, and at this prosperous and lively room full of peasant atmosphere, her delicate brows frowned, and her eyes were full of entangled anger.

Chu Yichen watched her silently glaring at him with threatening eyes from sideways, and said with a smile: "This king keeps his word. Don't be an example!"

Su Mo'er still didn't speak, her slanted eyes narrowed, her face darkened even more.

"I promise!" Chu Yichen made a serious face on purpose, and said in a serious manner, but it was as if he was teasing a child.

Su Mo'er didn't speak, stood up with a dark face, picked up the cloak at hand and fastened it, and strode out without talking to someone again.

The quiet courtyard, the snowy ground, the creaking sound of footsteps on it, Su Moer kept running, kept running, there was a ball of anger burning in her heart, but she had nowhere to vent, she wished she could just keep running like this At the end of the snow field, there is no need to look back.

Finally unable to run anymore, she stood in the snow and hunched over, gasping for breath.

The sunset is all over the sky in front of me, and the large red plums on the mountainside are in full bloom one solar term earlier than at the foot of the mountain.The last halo of the setting sun was magnified infinitely, covering this silent manor in a golden light.Before she knew it, she walked towards the direction where the red plum blossoms were in full bloom.
Su Mo'er felt that the self-willedness in her bones was successfully detonated by Chu Yichen again after that time in the ancient tomb.She didn't know if that person had hurt her more, but she just didn't want to look back.He just felt that when he turned around, he was victorious.She just couldn't stand him being so domineering, authoritarian, and machismo, daring to treat her like this again and again.

I don't know how long I have been running, but the fragrance of plum blossoms is getting closer and closer.

She raised her head, and finally saw the plum forest not far away.The blossoming plum blossoms exude a burst of fragrance, which is so fragrant that Su Mo'er feels drunk even at this distance.

Those small and inconspicuous plum blossoms, dazzling red, bright red, especially beautiful, stood proudly in the cold wind, withstood the blowing of cold wind and snow, but did not give in, and still persisted standing.

"You like plum blossoms?" Chu Yichen's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Su Mo'er didn't look back, and continued to walk in the direction of Meilin.

She really likes plum blossoms, and more like snowy winter plums.Not only is she obsessed with the aroma of plum blossoms, but the most important reason she likes it is the toughest flower.There is a poem that says, "The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."In the cold winter, plum blossoms are proud of the frost and snow, not afraid of the cold, not afraid of ice and snow. When other flowers wither and fall, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, unique, standing proudly in this ice and snow.Even in the severe cold of more than minus 20 degrees, it can "sparse shadows and slant water, shallow water, dark fragrance floating moon dusk", smiling proudly.

Plum blossom is also the most selfless flower.It is willing to be lonely and indifferent to fame and wealth.There are also times when plum blossoms are blown to one side or left to right by the bitter cold wind. At this time, it always bears it silently, never complaining of injustice, never complaining of injustice.It is not annoyed because it misses the beautiful spring; it is not frustrated because it is not accompanied by butterflies; it is not lost because it lacks companions.

In her previous life, she always used the spirit of plum blossoms to encourage herself. No matter what kind of fate God arranged for her, she insisted on walking the right path, being a good person, and not giving up on herself.Although she didn't know who her parents were, let alone whether they were still in that world.But she has always had a dream, to live a good life, to live a good life, if God arranges for them to meet her one day.Whether they are poor or rich, disabled or healthy, high-ranking or peddling, she wants them to be proud of themselves.

Thinking of this, Su Mo'er suddenly calmed down, and all the previous anger and annoyance disappeared.The man behind him has a group of wives and concubines. If he faces south and faces north in the future, in his eyes, all unmarried women in the world may be his women at will.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, it is impossible for Su Mo'er to have any intersection with such a man.

Thinking of this, Su Mo'er's angry, entangled, resentful and willful little daughter's expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by a rationality and calmness that did not match her age.

Chu Yichen's gaze has been watching every inch of Su Mo'er's expression. Just now, she was infatuated with all kinds of innocent and romantic feelings like a little girl, but seeing her like this now, the expression on his face couldn't bear it. I couldn't stop getting cold.

On the mountainside, two people under Hongmei stood side by side, neither of them spoke.Only the sound of falling plums falling with the sound of the wind can be heard.

"This red plum was planted by my mother herself back then. She said that after she died, she hoped that there would be a red plum here." Chu Yichen's voice was carried far away with the wind, and the faint echo made the lingering sound even more confused .

"Your mother is a proud woman, she is not suitable to live in the palace." Su Mo'er calmly looked at the plum trees in front of her, maybe which one really carried the soul of a generation of beauties, her own thoughts It seems to understand.

(End of this chapter)