Chapter 62: The Bright Moon
Yun Qianran quietly went up to the third floor. There were nine rooms on the third floor, each of which was decorated with her heavily in money. This place was also the most profitable place in Mingyue Tower.
When he walked to Mingyue's door, Yun Qianran knocked on the valuable carved flowering wooden door. Just as he was about to knock, he heard a furious voice from inside: "Get out! Get out of here! If she doesn't come, what's the use of you staying here! Get out!" The man's voice was enchanting. Even if he was hysterical at this moment, it still made people curious. How does a person with such a voice look like.
Yun Qianran listened to the sound inside and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that he was really angry this time. He sighed helplessly. Yun Qianran knocked on the door, and then said lightly to the inside: "Mingyue, open the door, it's me."
As soon as Yun Qianran's voice fell, she could only hear the sound of various porcelain bottles crackling in the room, which made her frightened! You know, the room is full of antiques! They are all silver!
"Mingyue, open the door quickly, I'm here." Yun Qianran was anxious, knocked again and continued.
Now, the people inside seemed to hear it, and then they saw the door being pushed open, and then a bunch of coaxed them, and about a dozen people ran out in a bang.
When everyone ran out, Yun Qianran looked inside in the direction of the door and saw the man in a water-blue brocade robe sitting dejectedly on the ground, his delicate peach blossom eyes hanging low, and his eyes were filled with darkness.
Three thousand black hairs were scattered randomly on the ground, with a golden and jade belt tied around his waist, and under his thin eyebrows, his peach blossom eyes looked extra enchanting. Under his high nose, his thin lips were slightly pursed, unable to express his charm.
At hand, the broken porcelain pieces were stained with dazzling blood.
Wait... Bloody? Yun Qianran, who was originally admiring the beauty, was confused. He moved along his body and saw blood flowing out on the man's wrist. There was blood on the side of the table. It was obviously caused by the casual wave of the group of people just now when he came to stop him from committing suicide.
Is this man really crazy?
Without saying a word, Yun Qianran walked in, hurriedly found the emergency medical box in the room, then squatted in front of the man, and said angrily: "Are you crazy?"
The man looked down at Yun Qianran, and a smile appeared on his thin lips. This smile was like a poppy flower blooming, which was fascinating. After laughing, the man pulled back his hand, picked up the porcelain piece beside him, and paddled it up again in front of Yun Qianran. His voice was strange and enchanting: "Crazy? Yes, I've been crazy for a long time. Haven't you always regarded me as a madman?"
There was a smile hidden in the man's voice, but Yun Qianran believed that this was definitely not a normal smile!
Is this guy really crazy?
He hurriedly grabbed the porcelain piece in his hand, Yun Qianran rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, and said in the attitude he used most commonly to him: "Tell me? What did I do wrong this time?"
Yun Qianran's voice was gentle, with a hint of seduction.
Upon hearing this, the man's eyes flashed slightly, and then lowered his eyebrows and said, "Why?"
"Ah?" Yun Qianran was stunned.
"Why get married?" The man changed his depressedness and obedience just now, and excitedly grabbed Yun Qianran's shoulder, looking at her with a crazy look on his face.
Damn! Is it for this?
Also, can you not arrest someone suddenly? It’s very scary! I felt guilty in my heart, but Yun Qianran gave him a smile, very gentle, for fear of scaring him: “There’s no way, the imperial edict.”
Chapter completed!