Campus belle's cultivation master

The moon is bright and the stars are thin, and the wind is cool.

Xue Yuwei sat in front of the window all day without moving, staring at the spider web under the eaves.

The bees stuck on the web were entangled by spider silk layer upon layer, and had stopped struggling for a long time.

Can people really get rid of the shackles of fate?

The girl used to think she could because the man gave her hope.

But now she feels like the bee in prison, unable to earn, unable to escape

The people who gave her hope in the past also gave her despair.

"Maybe I am a dispensable person in your heart all the time." Xue Yuwei supported Bai Nen's chin with her jade hand and thought silently, "I'm going to get married tomorrow, you know..."

Squeak.

When the door opened, a group of people came in with mahogany trays and placed them neatly on the table.

"Miss Xue, tomorrow is a day of great joy. You have to get up early and put on your make-up. Please rest early."

Xue Yuwei is still sitting there quietly, silent.

Behind him came a low sigh, and immediately those people gently withdrew.

It's late at night. It's chilly.

After a long time, Xue Yuwei got up and walked slowly to the table. Her delicate white hands caressed her delicate jewelry and red wedding dress

"It's beautiful." She thought about it and suddenly felt a little funny.

At her age, she should have walked in the campus, looking forward to a better future. But he was bound here and became a gift for the friendship between the Liang family and the Ji family.

She's not the first, and she won't be the last. The children of those aristocratic families seem to have boundless scenery on the surface, but in the end, they can't even control their own destiny, so they are forced to bow down under the family interests.

Dong Dong! Dong Dong!

There was a very regular knock outside the door. It was quiet, but it was quite clear in the silent night.

Xue Yuwei had seen through this kind of hypocritical trick for a long time. She simply ignored it and sat down on the chair beside the table.

After a while, the knocker was impatient and went into the room.

Under the age of 30, the appearance is really handsome, but in the eyes, it seems that there is always a lingering sullen, far less clean and pure than that person.

Ji family, Ji Taichu.

The man went to the table and looked around Xue Yuwei's delicate body. A smile suddenly rose on her tight cheek: "Yuwei, why don't you open the door for me?"

Smile too fake, like a thick mask.

Xue Yuwei didn't say a word. Ji Taichu seemed to be used to it for a long time. She said to herself, "Yuwei, we are going to get married tomorrow. I haven't heard a word from you since you stepped into Ji's house. "

"Is it hard... The woman I want to marry is still a mute?"

There was still a silence to greet him, which was too normal.

Xue Yuwei didn't look at him and cast her cold eyes outside the door.

Fan Bo stood respectfully under the eaves, aware of the disappointment and reproach in each other's eyes, and a little embarrassed, he moved to the side, and even had the idea of escaping from here.

He hid his identity in the Xue family of Huacheng and worked as an old housekeeper for so many years. Watching Xue Yuwei grow up, even a man with a hard heart will have some feelings.

"Yuwei, I know you have someone else in your heart, but I don't care." Ji Taichu cleared his throat and sneered, "as far as I'm concerned, as long as I can get you, it's enough."

"Give up your meaningless struggle and have a good sleep. Tomorrow is a day of great joy." He caressed the exquisite wedding dress and narrowed his eyes slightly. "After tonight, I'm afraid it's hard for you to have a chance to sleep alone, ha ha..."

Xue Yuwei's delicate body shuddered, and her calm eyes finally set off a wave.

Ji Taichu was keenly aware of it and said with a smile: "the Ji family has been handed down for thousands of years. You are the descendant of the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty. You should be glad to be married into such a prosperous ancient family as a young lady."

"As for that hairy boy, you should die early. What is he? Do you deserve to rob women with me? "

Xue Yuwei raises her pretty face and stares at each other without blinking. Her eyes are full of contempt.

No matter how deep that person hurt her, it is still hidden in the softest place in the bottom of my heart, and can not tolerate anyone's touch and insult.

Ji Taichu was infuriated and slapped.

However, the girl did not flinch at all, even her eyelids did not jump. So straight at him, eyes cold to cold.

"Ha, ha..." Ji Taichu's palm stopped in mid air for a moment, shook and fell down again, "you deliberately want to make me angry, right? I won't beat you. I'll break your pretty face. How can I get married tomorrow? "

He took two steps back, turned abruptly, went out and slammed the door.

Xue Yuwei watched him leave, and her tight body gradually relaxed.

She leaned forward slightly. Her jade hand held a gold hairpin in the tray, and a trace of determination rose slowly at the bottom of her eyes.

"Who got me? You dream... "Her beautiful cheek rippled with a smile," tomorrow, I'll give you a big gift. "

Can a person get rid of the shackles of fate?

She already knows the answer

Ji Taichu walked in the garden path in a hurry. Her face was gloomy and her forehead was blue: "bitch! This bitch! After tomorrow, see how I'm going to ravage you! "

"Young master." Fan Bo followed closely behind and said cautiously, "the young lady is weak on the surface, but in fact she has a paranoid personality. She's still thinking about the boy. She can't get rid of the knot for a while. You might as well postpone the wedding for a while. Maybe... "

"Fart!" Ji Taichu coughed violently and yelled, "do you think I can wait?"

He made a blunder, and his face suddenly changed: "the invitation has already been sent out. If you change the date of your marriage without permission, isn't that to make people laugh? Don't say that again

"Yes." Fan bowed quickly and lowered his voice deliberately, "young master, and that hairy boy, he is really the incarnation..."

"I look like a fool to you?" Ji Taichu patted each other on the shoulder, "Lao Fan, you've been out all these years, you're almost blind! If that boy is really the master of heaven, can he let his woman fall into my hands? "

As his voice fell, he strode away with a sneer.

Fan Bo looked at his back and sighed deeply. The wrinkles on his old face were deeper.

I'm also a true cultivator. How can I not even know the master of Huajing