time is my shadow

Chapter 183 Chapter 184 Silence is better than sound (11)

Before Ye Shaoqi had time to say anything, 007 left without giving a chance. In an instant, the surroundings returned to normal, but the book was still in Ye Shaoqi's hands.

"Such a big book, can't it be smaller?" With a book as tall as yourself, you can walk by reciting it. If you carry a book on your back, it is estimated that the return rate is 90.00%.

After all, it is rare for a book to be so big. Books in this world are very small and thin.

Ye Shaoqi thought in his heart, suddenly the book seemed to have spirituality, he could understand Ye Shaoqi's inner voice, suddenly it became very small,
"A book that understands human nature, such a cute book, good boy, good boy, so that you can always look at it without worrying about strangeness."

Qiu Qiu in Ye Shaoqi's hand looked at the changes in the book, and his expression showed surprise, "Mother, mother...Qiu Qiu wants to read it too..."

"Come, come, let's watch together."

Ye Shaoqi opened the book, thinking about Bo Luo, but a picture appeared in front of Ye Shaoqi, no, it should be a video.

"Mother, mother...there is nothing inside...Mother, why do you open your eyes to look at it?" It's so strange, there is nothing in it, it's just paper, there is no blank word.

"Oh I got it.

"Qiuqiu, don't make noise, mother is watching, this thing can only be read by mother alone, mother will tell you later, okay?" Don't let Qiuqiu make trouble, flipping it over and over will affect your reading Feeling.

"Okay, mother, mother Qiuqiu went to play with Bo Ye, but Bo Luo hasn't come back yet."

"Go." Ye Shaoqi squatted down, put his hands on the ground, Qiuqiu slipped from his hands, and he disappeared in a flash. As expected of a gopher, this speed is still very fast.

Ye Shaoqi reopened the book, she turned to the first page, thinking of Bo Luo's name, and Bo Luo's appearance, a picture appeared after a while.

There was heavy snow, white, and the sedan chair was moving forward slowly. However, there was an unsightly scene. Four or five prison cars came one after another in front of them. Each prison car was full of people, and the word "servant" branded on the shoulders could be vaguely seen.

The cars and sedan chairs of the prisoners slowly criss-crossed.

The snow wind passed again, and a person came out of the sedan chair, and that person showed a face that was all over the country and the city.

"Boluo!"

The voice caused thousands of ripples in an instant, and the slaves in the prison car suddenly woke up and stood up to look at the sedan chair. One after another, their faces quickly became ferocious and distorted, "Demon girl! Our blood is not dry yet! You are tossing and turning Chenghuan in the arms of a man from the enemy country! You have no shame at all!"

"Bo Luo, are you worthy of your dead father and thousands of dead souls?!"

"I curse you to die! Bitch!"

"It turns out it was you who betrayed us. I never expected it to be you! You bastard, it's not enough that you harmed your parents, you also harmed all of us. You can't die a good death, you must not die a good death! !"

In the rickety sedan chair, Bo Luo folded her hands in front of her knees, her eyes were calm.

"Han Xin, is this the surprise you told me?" Bao Luo looked at everything around her indifferently, then turned around randomly, and looked at that person.

Didn't he say that he would persuade his relatives, but what does this scene in front of him mean?
Why are people in their own country imprisoned and made into slaves? Among slaves, only subjugated slaves have this word.

On the white horse, Han Xin was wearing a wedding gown, with a trace of coldness and indifference on his body. Hearing this, he turned to the sedan chair to look at Bo Luo, with mockery in his eyes, "Otherwise, what surprise do you think? If it wasn't for the Prime Minister's Mansion Those secret guards, those secret guards who are comparable to the Imperial Guards, how could I like you, a cold and cold person like you?"

Bo Luo is 20 years old this year. Because of Han Xin's love, she gave up everything. She rarely even sees her parents, but every night, she looks up at the night sky and misses her relatives and relatives far away. It's a beautiful word. , supporting her through one cold night after another.

However, her relatives died in vain because of her own decision, and she was stigmatized after death, a crime that she could never wash away in her entire life.

A month ago, my mother sneaked out and gave me a large dowry, without telling my father, "Luo'er, mother doesn't have any requirements, I just hope you can be happy, child, no matter what you send, you have to remember that mother will give you a lot of money." By your side, if that person treats you badly, you must come back, mother will protect you."

"Bo Luo, you are the pillar and heir of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Are you sure you want to give up all this for an irrelevant person and an uncertain future? If you dare to follow that person, the heir of the Prime Minister's Mansion will not blame me." You're welcome!"

"Bo Luo...don't leave...this is your home..."

"Bo Luo, please don't leave, father... can't bear you..."

Bo Luo faced his hands, trying to recall everything that had happened in the past. The more he thought about it, the deeper the chill in his body became...

This is her husband. She worked desperately and dedicated everything, but in the end, he still let her down.

Bo Luo was silent for a long time, Yan Nuo nodded slightly, and said in a soft voice: "Ever since I was sensible, I have learned all the skills to kill..." Bo Luo spoke in detail, but she was the only one who was absorbed in it, as if she could Seeing everything at that time, I knew that the voice in my arms became smaller and smaller in the end, and finally there was no movement, "I always thought you were my ideal, my true son, everything to me, but it turned out to be my fault, It's because I think too much, it's because I ask too much, I could be happy, but I gave up everything for an unwarranted relationship... Han Xin Han Xin, you really make me chill, you are really worthy of your name... ..."

"It's because you are too stupid to blame others. This king only married you back for business. If it wasn't for your original status, this king wouldn't even look at you. You are cold and quiet all day long, making people look bad. What do you think you are?" Han Xin said, then threw off the red dress on her body, and the white dress appeared, when getting married, the most taboo thing is white, and white means silence.

White is the garment worn by the dead.

"Come here, give the bitch what this king prepared." With heartlessness and indifference, she didn't care about Bao Luo's feelings, as if it had nothing to do with her.

Same as irrelevant people.

The man brought the clothes in front of Bo Luo, and what appeared in front of Bo Luo were mourning clothes.

"You...you deceive people too much!"

"I have prepared everything for you. Your parents have passed away a long time ago. How can you be unfilial as a child?"

"What did you say!" Bao Luo's face was pale, her hands trembling.

father, mother...

(End of this chapter)