Video Sandu

Chapter 76 In Your Heart, What Am I?

"Zi Xi, what is your intention to slander me so much in order to force Zi Chu?"

Huayang looked at Zixi with a look of complacency in his eyes, and he didn't cast a glance at the musicians on the ground, even if it was pity.

Zi Xi bowed down and apologized, "My father died suddenly, my son and minister were so sad that they misunderstood the mother, and hoped that the mother would forgive me."

The musician is dead, so it's useless to say anything, he was careless, he missed a move, and he lost everything.

It's just that I can't help but feel funny in my heart. If he has to know about such a woman who has worked so hard to protect such a woman, how will he feel?
A farce ended with one life, Zixi lost and Zichu won.

On the way back, he didn't feel too much frustration. What flashed in his mind was the musician.

In his cognition, a man should make meritorious deeds and strive for meritorious deeds. A man should aim high and give up everything for a woman... Oh, how stupid!
Entering the inner hall, he saw Fan Ya, her black hair was scattered and she was wearing a white undershirt, she didn't react much when he came back.

She is well-informed, and she must have known what happened in the front hall.

Unexpectedly, Zixi did not hear her cynicism.

In the past, every time he failed, this woman would taunt him, but he was not used to being so quiet today.

After washing, he went to the bed, Fan Ya was still sitting at the table, the wind from the window came in slowly, and the blue hair on the woman's shoulders fluttered along with it.

She quietly flipped through the bamboo slips, and Zixi looked at her side face, his eyes were like stars, as bright as the moon.He suddenly thought of such a sentence.

"Fan Ya," Xu Mo said, "what is love?"

Looking at the bamboo slips, Fan Ya paused, wondering why he would ask this suddenly.

"...My mother said that love is a sharp weapon and a poison." She continued to turn over the bamboo slips.

"Then... what about you to Zi Chu?"

The conversation between the two is relatively warm at the moment, Zixi endured it no matter how much she endured, and still asked.

"He's my direction." She blurted out.

Since she left Zhao country, she lost her father, queen mother, and her noble status as a princess. The only one who supported her alive was Zi Chu.

The faint answer was not to fight against He Zixi, but to tell the truth.

His heart felt as if he had been punched hard, and he felt uncomfortably bored. He knew that she would never forget Zichu, and he knew it all along, but when he heard her talk again tonight, he felt even more uncomfortable than usual.

"what about me?"

"You what?" Fan Ya turned his head, he was a little inexplicable tonight.

She was thinking that he lost to Zichu, and she felt uncomfortable. She didn't argue with him tonight and asked him to rest earlier. Why is he endless?
"In your heart, what am I?"

Or should I ask, what is he?
Raising his eyes, he met his dark eyes, where they were as deep as usual, but there was a little more emptiness.

"It's getting late, go to bed early." Inexplicably, not wanting to hurt him, Fan Ya interrupted the question.

The candle was about to go out, she got up and was about to call someone, but someone grabbed her by the arm.

"This question is difficult to answer?"

But Zixi refused, he got off the bed suddenly and stopped Fan Ya.

Is this man finished?
Fan Ya glanced at him, trying to shake him off, but the man was too strong, so she could only answer.

"What do you think?"

She smiled cleverly and raised her lips, with the sarcasm that Zixi was used to seeing in her eyes, "I was expelled from the Zhao territory, and without Zhao Guo's support, I had to find a place to rely on. At that time, you were the best choice."

The candle had already been extinguished, and the surroundings became dark in an instant, but Zixi saw her eyes clearly.

Bright, moving, and full of disdain, "You are just a piece of dead wood that I am eager to support."

The branches and leaves outside the window were rustling, the cold wind was blowing, and his heart was a little colder, and the hand holding the jade wrist could not help but exert force.

She frowned, but kept her head up and looked at Zixi, unwilling to admit defeat.

"Creak," there was a crisp sound, it should be that the wind was too strong, and the branches and leaves outside were broken.

In the darkness, Zixi slowly let go of her.

To her, he was just the fallen branches and leaves, never cherished, never cared about.

The dead wood is still useful, but if it is useful, she should be able to bear it, right?

Heh, the corner of the man's lips tried to smile, full of sourness.

No longer looking at her, Zixi returned to the bed and slowly closed her eyes.

"This man was extremely daring. He actually assassinated in my palace and injured the king by mistake."

He and his men broke into the Yonghe Palace, Huayang's clothes were disheveled, his father fell to the ground, Huayang pointed at the musician and said angrily.

The musician's eyes were full of disbelief, and he fixed his eyes on her tightly, as if he didn't believe that she would say such a thing to protect herself.

But despite that, he still didn't betray Huayang, he would rather commit suicide by hitting the pillar, and he didn't say a word that was harmful to her.

What does Hua Yang think of him?
A thing to pass the time when you have nothing to do, or a scapegoat to be dragged in danger?
Thinking about what happened tonight, he suddenly felt like a rabbit died and a fox was sad.

There was no tit for tat, no sarcasm... Fan Ya turned around lightly, and saw the person on the bed who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed.

He's... a little weird tonight.

In the past, he would have sneered back at her and said, "If it wasn't for the marriage, I wouldn't even bother to look at you..." Such words, but not tonight.

He was lying on the side, Wei'an's body was a little more lonely, did she say too much?
Her head was buzzing, some strange emotions welled up in her heart, and her mood also became irritable. She didn't make anyone angry anymore, and she sat back on the chair by herself.

After closing the window, the weather was still a bit cold, she put on her coat and sat in a dark corner, her eyes could not help but glance at Zixi.

Come to think of it, he was also very upset tonight.

In fact, she also couldn't figure it out, the seamless strategy was actually lost to a musician?
In order to protect others, sacrifice himself, I really don't know what he thinks.

After staying on the ground for a long time, she guessed that Zixi had fallen asleep, she hesitated for a while, but it was too cold, so she got on the couch.

He covered himself with a quilt and wrapped himself up tightly. She looked at it for a while and decided to go outside to find another quilt.

Just about to get up, she was pushed down by a hand, and she fell on the bed.

The man still closed his eyes and threw the quilt to her in the dark.

Fan Ya, "..."

This man is pretending to sleep.

Taking a breath, she covered her body with the quilt, glanced at Zixi who was sleeping on the inside, and suddenly realized, "Aren't you cold?"

The man did not return her.

Well, she's making fun of herself.

With a cold snort, she closed her eyes and began to fall asleep, deciding not to talk to him anymore.

Just thinking about this, he obviously felt the sound on the bed, the man turned around, sneaked in, and squeezed into the quilt with Fan Ya.

"Aren't you cold?"

Fan Ya couldn't help but sneer.

Zi Xi, "...Did I say that?"

This heartless woman really doesn't care about him.

"If you don't answer my words, you will naturally acquiesce." Fan Ya didn't push away his embrace, and her mouth was still unforgiving.

(End of this chapter)