Concubine is polite

Chapter 46 Her Unwillingness (4)

Murong Xian is still young and too innocent.It is difficult to change what is established.So, either don't forget, or you can only forget completely.She can't ruin herself because of a little nostalgia.

Murong Xian bit his lip and looked deeply at the person in the portrait again.She raised her hand, closed her eyes and tore the portrait she had drawn in two.

The delicate person in the painting has become fragmented... Just like Murong Xian's thoughts in the past five years, the fragments cannot be restored.

He just knew that what Er Niang said was true, and every word was for her own good.Only then did she realize how painful it was to tear up her five-year dream with her own hands.

Murong Xian lay prone on the table, finally weeping uncontrollably.

Seeing Murongxian suffer so much, Shangguan Yan actually felt uncomfortable too.It's just that she knew that otherwise, Xiyan's life would definitely not be easy in the future.Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, she is doing it for her own good.

Xi Yan was at the door, and the curious ants in her heart kept crawling around, making her very uncomfortable.The identity of a servant girl cannot allow her to eavesdrop so openly.

The door was opened suddenly.Xiyan was taken aback, and when she collected herself, she found that Shangguanyan's eyes were haggard, as if she had used up all her energy just now.

"Take good care of Xian'er."

"Yes."

Looking at the back of Shangguan Yan leaving.It was only then that Xiyan noticed the crying of the people in the room.

Murong Xian...was crying?Still crying so badly?But why?She has always seen her flamboyant and domineering, but Xi Yan still feels quite uncomfortable with her current appearance.Could it be that she was scolded by Shangguan Yan?According to how much Shangguan Yan loved Murong Xian, he probably wouldn't scold her.

He hesitated.Xi Yan entered the room, poured a glass of water, and approached Murong Xian.

The shredded paper in Murongxian's hand caught Xi Yan's attention.Isn't that the painting that Murong Xian was very precious before and didn't allow people to see it?How did you tear it off?
The person in the painting...that eyebrow...why does it seem a little familiar?Xi Yan secretly tapped her head, what's going on?How do you feel familiar when you see someone?
"Miss, drink some water to replenish your moisture." Xi Yan put the teacup by Murong Xian's hand flatteringly.

Hearing Xi Yan's voice, Murong Xian raised his head, his eyes blurred with tears. "Why are you here, who told you to come! Didn't you tell you to clean the toilet! Who allowed you to come!"

Murong Xian flung the teacup towards Xiyan with a flick of his hand.

Xi Yan, who didn't dodge, was hit right on the head by the teacup.The hit part hurt, the teacup shattered and fell to the ground, and the tea splashed onto Xiyan's knees.

Fortunately, there are clothes, otherwise the glass fragments will definitely hurt yourself, right?However, that blow was quite strong, and it seemed that the bruise was unavoidable.

Xiyan squatted down and picked up the broken glass.

"You haven't answered me yet!" Murong Xian grabbed Xi Yan's hand and questioned.She felt that Xi Yan kept silent, as if she felt sorry for herself because of her sadness.She doesn't want Xi Yan's sympathy.

Moved by Murong Xian's movement, Xiyan's hand slid across the debris.Beads of blood gushed out immediately.

This Murong Xian just won't make it easy for him, right?Seeing her suffer and suffer, hurt and bleed, it's uncomfortable, isn't it?

His own master was not willing to let her suffer and suffer, and he didn't want to see her suffer a little injury.But now she has fallen to this point.If the master knows, will he feel distressed?Do you want to come back quickly and take yourself away?
Seeing that Xiyan was injured, Murongxian slowly let go of his hand. "I'm asking you something..."

(End of this chapter)