MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 25 Flower in the mirror, moon in water (1)

025 Flower in the mirror, moon in water (1)

Zongzheng worrylessly said: "You don't care, but the king cares! The king's life ... there will only be a wife, it can never be you. You still go home and be ready to be your bride."

There was a shock in the bottom of Man's heart, and he lifted his eyes to the glance of Shang Zongzheng's worry-free eyes. There was a soft light in the depths of his cold eyes, and through her eyes, straight into the heart, he trembled gently. The two looked away at the same time, their eyes were drooping, looking in different directions.

Zhao Yun held the unsheathed sword in Leng Yan's hands in front of her, and fell to the ground suddenly, crying. After a moment, she raised her head, and the expressionless Zongzheng screamed in despair, "I No! Brother Brother Worry, how can you be so cruel? Let me marry someone, and I ... would rather die! "

Zong Zheng looked at her without worrying and looked at her, and said, "My lord hates being threatened by anyone. If you really want to die, please do it." With a throw of his sleeves, he went straight to the carriage without turning his head. Zhao Yun looked at his heartless back, grinning utterly, despairing, and murmured: "Okay, okay, since Brother Wushou doesn't want me, then I, I'll die to show you." He ran into the chariot and was shocked. He hurried forward to stop, but listened to Zongzheng's worry-free voice, "Leng Yan, stop her."

Zhao Yun looked happy, and said, "Brother Wuyou, I know you still have a little concern for me, don't you?" She remembered that when she was very young, she went to the palace with her father. Brother Wuyou would take her to play and treat her. well. Later, Gui Guiyun died, and she never saw her brother Wuxin sincerely smile to anyone. He was always indifferent and cold, and would not let anyone approach him. But she just likes him, likes his perfect appearance, likes his aristocratic temperament, and even likes his indifference, no one in his eyes, likes everything about him. She looked at the perfect man in her eyes with almost admiration, and her eyes glowed with hope.

Zongzheng Wuyou seemed to be missing, but looked indifferently: "My king doesn't understand what it means to care. If you want to die, there is a palace wall over there, don't let blood stain my king's eyes."

Zhao Yun couldn't believe the expressionless man inside the car. Her whole body was shaking, and her tears couldn't stop falling like a broken bead. The hope that had just risen in her eyes immediately turned into more intense despair. , Trembled: "You, you ... brother worry-free, you are the coldest-hearted person in the world ... I hate you !!!"

Zhaoyun ran away in tears, and Manchan was still in his place, and he had not returned to God for a long time. She looked at the perfect face like an immortal and watched him manipulate a person's love, hate, and death with such a calm and indifferent expression in a short moment. I wonder if he should be affectionate or ruthless?

Zongzheng worried that she was standing on the spot and had no intention of getting on the car, and frowned, "Aman, get on the car."

Manyan took a deep breath, looked up at the starry night sky, and said softly, "No worries, have you ever tried to walk back from here?"

Zong Zheng stared at her with no worries, thinking about it, one jumped out of the carriage and waved at the driver, and the carriage left by itself.

The wind in early summer lifted their hair and fluttered lightly. They walked side by side on a quiet, uninhabited path, quietly, silent. Man Yan walks very slowly, the road ahead is dark, and the side is invisible, just like her future, her heart is depressed and depressed, and a little upset. There are really not many days like this. Habit is a terrible thing. In the future, there will no longer be such a person, who will quietly listen to her about things that no one in the world can understand; nor will there be another person to accompany her every day to play a game, unable to tell the difference ...

"You have a mind?" Zongzheng Wuyou asked suddenly.

Manxi casually responded, "Yes."

Zong Zheng was worried for a moment. She didn't expect that she would answer like this. Looking at her half-drilled eyes, it was a bit clearer than before. Thinking of all that happened this night, her emotional changes seemed to be from Princess Cong Lechang's selection The beginning of the moment. He frowned, stopped and held her hand very hard. "For Fu Cho to marry Princess Rongle?"

Man looked back at his eyes and nodded, "Yes."

Zong Zheng was shocked, his eyebrows were locked, and he looked at her frank eyes, pursed his lips for a long time without saying a word, his hands tightened unconsciously. It was painful, but he didn't break free, only slowly said, "No worries, treating a woman who loves you deeply ... is really cruel."

Zongzheng slowly let go of her hand, turned around, and said lightly, "I don't like her." He walked in front of himself, followed by Man, and watched his elegant back. Shrouded in the thick night, cold and lonely. I don't like it again! Because he didn't like it, he refused so thoroughly, leaving no hope, he was such a man. If he really likes someone, I wonder what it will look like?

Zongzheng Wuyou suddenly paused, looked back at her with a smile, mysteriously said, "Look at you looking tired, I'll take you to a place."

The bright moon is bright, the stars are black and velvet in the night, and it is dazzling. In the early summer night, the breeze is still a bit cool. Looking at the hot spring pool water in front of the wonderland in front of her, she took a deep breath and asked softly to the Zong Zheng behind her, "This is where you are bringing me?"

Zong Zheng stepped forward without worry, stood next to her, looked at her sideways, and smiled, "How is it? Is it ... beautiful here? Like it?"

The man slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand and held up a pool of water, and the water drops slipped from the slender fingers of white as jade. Under the reflection of moonlight, they looked like crystal clear pearls, feeling warm. Gradually passed from the fingertips along the arm to the heart, the mood disturbed by the marriage in the hall was calmed inexplicably by the dark and quiet atmosphere. Zongzheng sat down on the grass next to her, and lay down with her arms behind her head, and said gently, "It's beautiful, isn't it? I came here for the first time, and you feel Again, I can't say anything, I just want to ... quietly feel all this. "

After a while, Man-man whispered, "Thank you, worry-free."

Zongzheng Wuyou tilted her head slightly. Under the faint moonlight, her clear eyes were as bright as stars in the night sky. He smiled softly: "Aren't you tired? People are in a quiet place, it's easiest to relax themselves, especially People like you ... who don't even want to be tired to see. "

It was a long time, and she didn't want to let people see it even if she was exhausted. Yes, she was indeed such a person, but why was Zongzheng worry-free? The same caution, the same good at hiding their true side. Thinking of this, she raised her eyebrows lightly and squinted back at him, "each other."

The words didn't end, and both of them couldn't help but smile. They stared at Zongzheng worrylessly and gradually accepted the smile on his lips. The silent bitterness in his heart quietly came up again. Such a relaxed and talkative day Will there be more in the future? She, a lonely soul who has traveled for thousands of years, is so lucky to be able to meet someone who has no worry about the Zong Zheng and can talk with her about ancient and modern times and agree with her modern thoughts. However, the invisible hand of fate has mercilessly pushed them to where they are today. What would Zongzheng do if she knew she had cheated him like this? She felt a little pain in her heart, and for a while she didn't dare to think about it any more, but she was just out there.

Zongzheng didn't worry that she no longer spoke, and her heart was a little strange, so she sat up, reached out and held her chin directly, facing her low face directly to him, wondering, "What happened to you?"

A pair of crystal clear eyes stared straight into his eyes. The clear eyes were slightly sad, as if waiting for him to answer something. Zong Zheng could not help but move his fingers slightly, stroking her delicate face with his fingers. Manyu stared at him for a long time, as if after a decision had been made in his heart, Fang difficultly said, "No worries, if ... I am going to marry someone, will you be happy for me?"

Zong Zheng froze for a moment without worry, his eyes were carefully examined on her face, and then he chuckled: "Oh? Are you marrying someone? Who do you want to marry?" His fingers repeatedly lingered around the corners of her lips. Rippling ripples in her heart, her mind was already chaotic. Zongzheng only looked at her with a smile, her eyes flickered, and she waited quietly for her reply. Manyu did not expect that he would reply so plainly, gritted his teeth and said, "I, I ..."

Zong Zheng sighed without worry and whispered softly: "A man, I know who you are going to marry." Man was startled and looked up at him, only to see that Zong Zheng Wuyou had a little enthusiasm in his expression at this moment. The light was burning, and his evil spirit took the corner of his mouth and said to her clearly and firmly: "Because the person you can marry ... only me!"

With a scream of exclamation, as the word of my character fell, she had been struck down on the grass by Zongzheng Wuyou instantly. The faces of the two were close at hand, and her rapid breath was clear and audible. He jumped abruptly on the ground, one hand tightly hugged her slender waist, the other hand gently stroked her face, and murmured, "Aman, you are mine, you can only be mine."

All of a sudden chaos in her heart, all this came too suddenly. She still had time to sort out her thoughts, and reasonably reminded her that she should keep her distance from the man in front of her. However, the feeling in his heart was so fond of being close to him, like watching him jealous of her, and expressing his displeasure directly like a child. Once the ** spring buds were irrigated, there was an irresistible increase, and Zongzheng Wuyou could no longer hold back his desires and kissed her lips. The unique fragrance of the woman's body was blown to his face. He only felt inside his body. Infuriating silently, like trying to break through something. 2k novel reading network