Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

Ever since the diagnosis, Mi Qianqian didn't notice that Jiang Luoyu's expression was wrong, so he waited boredly for Murong Hao to send him back, but after waiting and waiting, he still couldn't wait, he ate all the snacks , I couldn't bear it any longer, stood up, and asked the maid to see Murong Hao, the maid knew that he was the master's guest, so she didn't dare to neglect to take him there immediately.

After half a cup of tea, Mi Qianqian saw Jiang Luoyu walking quickly towards the other side from a distance. After asking the maid, she knew that Jiang Luoyu also went to the study to find Murong Hao, so she couldn't help but take a few steps forward thinking To catch up with him, Jiang Luoyu walked faster and faster, and never gave him a chance to catch up. Although there was a smile on his face, there was a chill in his heart.

No matter how dull a person is, at this time, he gradually feels something is wrong, Mi Qianqian murmured a few times in his heart, and finally slowed down his pace, watching Jiang Luoyu quickly walk into Murong Hao's study.

Hearing Dudu's knock on the door, the man in Xuanyi, who was writing a dossier with his head down, trembled his fingers, closed his eyes, raised his hand and put down the pen.

"Come in."

The person who pushed the door and walked in was indeed the person he expected. Unexpectedly, he came to the side with a smile, and his steps were very light, and his words were soft and tentative: "I'm still reading the file, what are you doing these days?" Don't take a break?"

Murong Hao felt a bit of bitterness in his heart, he raised his head and stared at his face, when the man spoke, he had already

Already having an ominous premonition, he still looked serious, and said word by word: "There have been a lot of things in the Ministry of War these days, sorry.

"

Jiang Luoyu lowered his head, picked up the teacup in his hand, and glanced at the patterns on it lightly, as if he was absent-minded or peeping at the expression of the person beside him, his fingers flicked over the blue teacup , After a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, his voice was soft as if he didn't want to disturb anything: "I didn't want to ask, but I really couldn't help it."

Murong Hao stood up, his dark eyes were illuminated by the sun, and a hazy light flashed: "If you have anything to say... just say it.

"

The moment Jiang Luoyu saw his eyes, Jiang Luoyu couldn't help being in a daze for a moment, subconsciously raised her fingers, wanting to touch those crystal eyes, but before he could raise his hands, the words spit out from his lips : "Blood Coral, did you secretly instruct Sleeping Star to put it in my medicine?"

Murong Hao's slender fingers trembled, and they were slowly clenched in the sleeves. He felt the familiar breath pouring into his nose, and the softness of his fingertips moved on the contours of his eyebrows. He let out a breath, but still responded lightly: "...

That's right. "

Before the words were finished, Jiang Luoyu withdrew her hand instantly, her dark eyes were so deep that no emotion could be seen: "Why didn't you lie to me?"

"I can't lie to you." Murong Hao slowly opened his eyes. The tenderness in those eyes was still soft, but there was a determined silence. He wanted to raise his hand to touch the man's cheek, but Jiang Luoyu Raising his hand to easily move away, watching the inexhaustible coldness in the man's eyes and the gradually rising hostility, he reluctantly wanted to pull out a smile, but in the end he didn't twitch the corners of his lips.

"I don't want to lie to you either."

Jiang Luoyu snorted, and the gentle and soft smile on the corners of her lips turned into a mocking and cold expression: "Why don't you tell me

?,,

Murong Hao put down his hands in a slump, wanting to escape from such gazes and expressions immediately, but he couldn't move his feet no matter what: "You

Will not agree. "

"Since you know that I don't agree, why do you still make up your own mind!" Jiang Luoyu's eyes were fierce, and her fingers tightened his neckline. Unexpectedly, seeing him still silent and refusing to speak, her anger burned more violently than before. Get up, no longer suppress your voice, "Murong Zhaomin! Speak!"

The man in Xuanyi didn't raise his eyes to meet him, his lips moved for a moment, and after a long time he lowered his voice and murmured: "I don't want to make excuses...but if there is another choice, I will still do it."

Just now with Jiang Luoyu's loud shout, all the maids and double waiters outside the door knew that something might happen inside, so they were too timid to go forward. Frowning, hearing that Jiang Luoyu and Murong Hao's voices were wrong, he immediately wanted to step forward to break up the fight, but who knew that just as he secretly opened the door, he heard a low growl head-on.

"Get out!"

The sound immediately scared Mi Qianqian backed away tremblingly, and ran to the corridor outside in desperation to avoid being hurt.

"Tell me, why do you make up your own mind?!" After Mi Qianqian was scared away, the two people in the room still faced each other with stern expressions. "Is it because you think that I have become so weak after marrying you as a women's double, and I can't fight against your Murong family, or is it that your heart has been fed to the dog at some point?!"

"I won't explain."

As if stabbed by these words, Murong Hao supported the table beside him with trembling fingers. There seemed to be a layer of darkness spreading in his eyes. When he looked deeply, he would find that it was an indelible loneliness and regret. When Luo Yu came into contact with this kind of gaze, it was as if someone poured cold water on his head, and his anger was completely extinguished into ashes.

"I won't regret it either."

While the two were talking, the sky slowly turned overcast, a dark cloud rolled over and moved closer, and soon there were dripping raindrops. The summer sky was like a child's face, and the drizzle was lingering. After a while, it gradually became pouring rain, and the sound of clattering covered all the silence in the world.

The door of the study was suddenly pushed open, and everyone immediately held their breath and dared not speak. Only Mi Qianqian unconsciously widened her eyes and looked at the figure gradually walking out from behind the door. When she found out that it was Jiang Luoyu with a calm expression, she just tried Walking out of the corridor with an umbrella in hand, when he was about to step forward and speak, Jiang Luoyu was followed by Murong Hao who looked extremely strange.

Mi Qianqian originally wanted to go up to him, but seeing the two of them standing in the middle of the courtyard without an umbrella, letting the heavy rain rain down on their heads wet their clothes and long hair, Jiang Luoyu turned her back to Murong Where did Hao stand, as if he had forgotten that he was standing in the rain at this time, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his lips, but it seemed to have a tragic meaning. He seemed to be holding something in his hand, just because he was a little far away. Hidden in the sleeve, so some can not see clearly.

"Zhaomin."

The long purple-gold tassels were drenched, Jiang Luoyu slowly raised her head, letting the cold rain drench her cheeks, the blood on her lips had long since lost color, an extremely illusory beauty surged from it, and after an instant, she The continuous rainwater disappeared completely, and his tone was very calm, as if he had seen through something indifferently.

"Do you remember what I said on the wedding night?"

Murong Hao stood behind him, staring at his back with fixed eyes all the time, he curled his lips when he heard the words, but the expression he showed didn't look like a smile, his voice was hoarse and determined, and there was no trace of regret in his tone .

"sorry."

His pale thin lips opened and closed, and the sound of rain almost drowned out his voice.

"I betrayed you—do it."

The sound of the rain was getting louder, and a golden arc rose from under the purple sleeve, soaking the rain and hitting the other person's chest.

It was a sharp dagger with a sheath of pure gold.

The scabbard mixed with various gemstones in the golden light fell heavily on the rainwater, splashing a small puddle.

The sharp point of the knife slowly penetrated into the Xuanyi, and the dark red blood rolled down along the spine of the knife like broken beads, spread in the puddles at the feet, and turned into thin threads after a while , It disappeared in an instant, and the sharp blade shone with bright silver light in the wind and rain, which was extremely sharp and hurt people's hearts.

The golden knife fell into the rain with a clang, the hand holding the handle fell slowly, and the lavender clothes fluttered in the wind and rain, without being caught by the other hand, and disappeared in the long and boundless dark In the corridor.

Mi Qianqian saw that the man in Xuanyi who stayed in the same place bent down, lowered his head and covered his chest, and when the dark red blood trickled down his fingers one after another, he already felt a little bad, so he immediately sank and stepped forward a few times. Stepping forward, he took out the golden sore medicine from his sleeve and handed it over, glanced at the golden dagger that fell on the ground, and brought a pill to his lips with the other hand.

Murong Hao didn't care about the pill on his lips, he just clutched his chest and slowly lowered his body, his blood-stained fingers clenched the pure gold dagger, and after returning it to the scabbard little by little, he lowered his body with great difficulty. With the dagger pinned to his waist, the blood still couldn't flow from his chest, and soon the ground around his feet was stained red with blood.

"General!"