Raiders of villains, I am always attacked by villains

Chapter 107

Even if the rain does not know that spring will go, it is clear that the summer is deep.

When did he realize that he was always used to sitting alone on the edge of the corridor, looking at a pond of koi?
The Yuan Palace has never been so quiet.Except for the maid named Xiaoxiao who she brought with her has been crying for several days, she seems to be in the mansion... and has not left any trace of her existence.

Since childhood, Ning Zhiyuan was different from others.He was taught by his father to learn to restrain his edge, to be sensible, and to take into account the overall situation.The emotions of those children of the same age seemed to be a mistake in him.

He has been doing very well and is self-centered. Even when the father and the king picked up another wife from the outside, and the mother and the concubine held him and cried for a whole night, his heart was not disturbed.

In his heart, women themselves are very troublesome things.He had also seen Ning Xiao's mothers and concubines of all kinds in the imperial palace, which one of them didn't have a beautiful face and a beautiful appearance?He obviously has such a weak face, but when it kills another person, he will never be soft-handed.

The more beautiful it is, the more dangerous it is.

As far as he can remember, Ning Xiao must have escaped death several times since he was a child.

If the outside is not clean, is the house really that clean?
He knew that the daughter named Mrs. Xing was strangled to death by his own mother and concubine.He knew that his mother and concubine, who usually looked virtuous and weak, would take out a witchcraft doll and stab them needle by needle in the middle of the night, saying the most vicious words.

An ordinary life would always be hidden under this masked peace, either to fight for power, or to retreat to the mountains and forests.

Before that princess married into the door, he never thought about this issue clearly.

If the interesting Rongxiu girl I met before was like a blatant rain, then Wanwan should be like a breeze.

You don't feel a thing or even feel anything when she brushes by.But the lingering warm touch left on the body is so soft that one's heart wants to tremble.

Clean, such a clean person.Smiling willfully, even the lingering smile at the corners of the brows and eyes is like the spring breeze blowing on the willow branches.

When she looked at you, her eyebrows were raised and her eyes were sassy.When she was drunk, she was as cute and coquettish as a furry pet.

Only she seemed to come to him without any purpose.

He knew it from the beginning, but why did he pretend to be calm and gave her the bottle of poisoned wine with red eyes when the hatred was accumulating on him?

Perhaps, the perennial cold-bloodedness has already numb the cold heart.

Regret, endless regret.

Ever since that day when the courtyard was full of apricot blossoms, since that day when he watched her resolutely jump into the Qushui River, he tried to recover something, fished for his last treasure in the icy river.

But that person was like quicksand deposited in memory, and sank to the bottom of the water together, as if he had never been there.

My heart ached to the point of convulsions, and when I hated it so much, I wished I could kill myself with a sword.But he still had a big revenge to pay. After he dealt with Prime Minister Bai and avenged his father, he began to sit in that small courtyard day after day, staring at the small gazebo where he used to play with her.

She counts him as lonely all his life?It has been since she was gone.

I no longer have the heart to look at other people, to care about power.Sitting quietly and drinking two taels of her favorite Tanghua Niang every day is the moment he feels the warmest.

The flowers in front of the hall bloomed and fell, and when I walked past the apricot hall that day, I could see the fragrance of the trees again.

Ning Zhiyuan picked up a flower on the ground, the wind beside him looked like his father and Mrs. Xing.wrapped him up.

He raised his head in a daze, his red eye sockets were so empty that there was no color, and a man murmured hoarsely from under the tree.

"If it's you who come back, can you bring her to me next time..."

Even in a dream.

　Who said they wanted to watch the episode last time? ? ?arranged! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)