Concubine is polite

Chapter 257 Memory Recovery (2)

Did you hide?Murong Zisu walked in, stood on tiptoe, leaned out, and took a second look inside.The sudden thrust from behind made him lose his balance and fell forward.

"what!"

"Pfft!"

Murong Zisu, who was flapping his limbs in the water, looked back to his senses, and the one standing on the shore turned out to be Murong Xian.

Murongxian was wearing a white jacket, her small face with a little makeup was wrapped in a snow-white fox fur coat, the snowflakes fell on her body, it was as beautiful as a painting.If you ignore the schadenfreude look on her face.

He wanted to ask for help, but was swallowed back at that moment.Instead of wasting energy begging someone who will never save you, you might as well think about how to get ashore.

Murongxian never expected that when she came to Shang Ruxue's appointment, she unexpectedly saw someone she hated for a long time.At this moment, she was in front of him, by the pool.Except for Du Juan, his dowry maid, there is no one here.Just a little push can make her suffer.

Murong Xian didn't just think so, she also did it naturally.

"Miss, should we leave quickly?" Du Juan was afraid of killing someone.

Du Juan has not forgotten that Xi Yan was said to have died of drowning.This time, with the same face, the same method of death must be used, which is too evil.Last time she didn't sleep well for several days.

Murong Xian glared at her, "You are worthless. You are stupid, you go out now, in case someone sees you. Wouldn't it be suspicious to find this woman dead?"

Du Juan blinked and looked at the woman thumping in the water. "What do you say, miss?"

"Wait." Just waiting for her to drown.Then she called for help, and when the time came, she said that she was meeting with Shang Ruxue here, but seeing Murong Zisu accidentally slipped and fell into the water, it was more convincing than absconding in fear of crime.

Fortunately, Xiyan already knew some water skills, so she wouldn't be drowned so easily.However, the clothes on his body were originally made of cotton cloth and silk, and their water absorption capacity was not weak.With that fur cloak, it feels even more valuable in the water.

After strenuously undoing the cloak that was fastened to her body, the blood in Murong Zisu's hands and feet seemed to have stopped flowing, but she couldn't stop the sliding limbs.The icy pool water kept pouring into her nasal cavity and mouth, making her five senses were frozen and gradually lost consciousness.

You won't really be dying, will you?

Murong Xian on the shore looked at the dying Murong Zisu, and felt nothing but joy in his heart.

This face was the first face Murong Xian hated for so many years.She wondered if other people would feel this way.There is a person in life, no matter what he/she does, he can't change his hate her.

If Murong Zisu knew what Murong Xian was thinking, he would definitely vomit blood.Some people are really shameless.Can a person's life be harmed casually for a reason that is not a reason?

Su Qinghe, who was watching this scene not far away, felt a splitting headache after a moment of panic.Such a familiar scene, such a familiar process, and even such a familiar face... Like a seal that was opened, those dusty memories were activated at this moment.

It is also such a winter, a cold winter.I was pushed into the cold pool water, and there were also people on the shore who didn't care about your life or death.They can't wait to watch you die, their cold eyes are more chilling than the cold pool water.

(End of this chapter)