"It's not that I don't believe you, but since there is a better way, why do you have to take the risk?" After Beiling said this, he stopped looking at Yao Qianzhu and got on the carriage on his own.
After opening the curtain, Bei Ling realized that the carriage was surprisingly large and had all the facilities inside. Bei Ling couldn't help but wonder if he was planning to go on a trip?
Si Yanlan sat upright and looked at her with a smile, his face soft. Such a gentle Si Yanlan was something Bei Ling had never seen until they met him. Si Yanlan used to be very gentle, but not like this.
In the past, there was always a little sadness in his eyes, but now, although he can't see a trace of it, there is no sadness or worries in the past. He looks much more relaxed and at ease.
Beiling got into the carriage and sat on the right side.
Yao Qianzhu, who was outside the carriage, had a cold face. Hearing Bei Ling's words, he wanted to refute, but he had no choice but to sigh and finally got into the carriage.
Li Mu looked at this scene and smiled lowly, then got on his horse and started driving.
However, what they didn't know was that just a few seconds after they left, a man in white robes walked out from the shade of the black trees and stared in the direction they left. Behind him was a man in black clothes.
woman.
"Why, do you regret it?" The woman in black looked at the direction in which the black carriage was leaving, with a sarcastic smile on her face, "Don't forget, you made your own decision in the first place, and now it's too late to regret it!"
The man in white robe glanced sideways at the woman in black without saying anything, turned around and left.
"Ha." The woman in black chuckled, leaving behind a lot of disdain, and followed the man in white robe away.
Somewhere in Holy Spirit College.
"Lord, they are gone."
"Gone? He left too?" The woman in purple lay charmingly on the chaise longue. Her purple robe was pulled back to her waist, revealing her white and delicate skin. Her delicate collarbone was exposed, with a hint of charm. Purple
There was a turbid atmosphere in his pupils, there was charm in his voice, and the room was filled with the atmosphere of love.
"yes."
The woman in black lowered her head and answered, not daring to raise her head to look at the woman in purple for fear of seeing something she shouldn't see.
The woman in purple knew what the woman in black was afraid of seeing, so she curved her lips and smiled with deep sarcasm.
After staring at Zi Mo for a long time, the woman in black finally spoke slowly: "Zi Mo, how many years have you been with me?"
Zi Mo didn't know what she was going to do, so she answered truthfully and fearfully, fearing that she might get into trouble if she gave the wrong answer: "My lord, it's been two hundred years."
The woman in purple clothes stared at her thoughtfully and smiled lightly: "It's been two hundred years. Zi Mo, are you still innocent until now?"
Hearing this question, Zi Mo's face turned pale instantly. When he opened his mouth, he found that he could not say a word. He raised his head in horror and looked at the aloof woman. He saw that the woman always had an indifferent expression, without any emotion.
Looking at her, a destructive smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The woman ordered a man who was leaning on her: "Go down and take care of me."
The man said submissively: "Here." Then he walked towards Zimo step by step.
Zi Mo fell to the ground, looking at the man approaching him step by step, and backed away in fear. Men are men after all, and they are always stronger than women. He pushed Zi Mo Qi on him.
The woman in purple looked at this scene calmly, her nonchalant look made her look extremely indifferent.
"Oh, you have been with me for two hundred years and you didn't know that what I hate the most is the person who dares to covet me! You are just a flower demon and you dare to have evil thoughts in your heart! Ha, just bear with it!"
After the woman finished speaking, she disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Only the man and woman were left in the room having sex...
"Aren't you afraid that she will come to you if you ruin her morality like this?" The woman in purple sat barefoot on the swing, her clothes were already neatly dressed, and behind her was a strange man squeezing her shoulders.
The woman in purple was very dissatisfied when she heard this: "That girl is nothing to be afraid of. I just ruined her one hundred years of practice, and she still has two hundred years of practice!" When she said this, the woman in purple said it very reasonably.
It was very relaxed, as if this was already the greatest favor to Zimo.
"Ha. You are still like this after all this time..." The man in white robe thought for a moment and said one word: "So, so domineering."
The woman in purple smiled lightly, charmingly: "Xue Yu, why do you always use this word to evaluate me? Is it possible that you only learned this word when you were with Mu Beiling?"
I don't know what the woman in purple said, which made Xue Yu's expression change slightly, and then returned to his normal state. Xue Yu waved his hand to signal the unfamiliar man to leave, and looked at her: "I never thought that one day, I would be used by you.
."
Hearing this, the woman in purple chuckled: "Really? There are so many things that 'you have never thought about'. Do you need me to tell you one by one? Haha."
"Ha. After all these years, you still refuse to take any loss, even if it's just verbally."
"You really understand me."
"Forget it, I'll help you get what you want, and we won't owe each other anything from now on." Xue Yu said solemnly, but the listeners always regarded it as a joke.
The woman in purple didn't say anything, but gave a mysterious smile: "We don't owe each other, this word is never used to me." After that, the wind blew, the leaves fell, and the people disappeared here.
Xue Yu looked at the empty swing, his brows filled with fatigue.
Did he do the right thing or the wrong thing?
I'm afraid only time can tell him the answer...
…
A few days later, a black carriage drove into the capital of the Chinese Dynasty. The carriage walked slowly and leisurely, not attracting many people to stop, and finally it stopped in front of the gate of the Duchen Palace.
When the guard at the gate saw that it was the prince's carriage, he immediately dismounted respectfully to welcome his prince's arrival.
The other one had already hurriedly ran into the mansion to tell Princess Side, who was still living here, the great news.
Inside the mansion.
Song Yangyu looked at the table full of vegetarian dishes and sighed. She had no intention of eating. Since the prince left the palace, she had no big thoughts and began to devote herself to Buddha and started eating vegetarian food.
Her sister once told her to leave here and go back to the Song Dynasty, so as not to suffer any more. However, she did not agree. She thought that since she married the prince as his concubine, she must be worthy of being the concubine of Duchen.
Name. Since the prince has left home without knowing when he will return, someone needs to support the palace, and she is undoubtedly the best candidate. Guarding the house for the prince will allow him to have a hot meal and drink on the day he wants to come back.
A mouthful of hot soup.
Sighing again, Song Yangyu just remembered the chopsticks when he saw the gatekeeper running in in a hurry with a happy face.
She frowned slightly displeased: "Why are you so panicked?"
"Concubine, the king, the prince is back!" the guard stammered, his face full of joy.
"Bang--" The bowl in his hand fell straight to the ground without holding it firmly, and the celadon bowl broke into pieces along with the rice.
Chapter completed!