Frost shines on Qingcheng

Shen Shuang raised her lowered eyelids when she heard the words, and looked at Shen Wanrong bluntly, her words were still full of stubbornness and stubbornness: "No matter what Master says or what it is, it will not affect my loyalty and sincerity to her. .Similarly, I will not do something that will damage my relationship with her."

She belongs to Lu Qingrong, and at the same time, she only wants to be owned by Lu Qingrong alone.In her eyes, love is one-on-one, giving and receiving wholeheartedly, how can there be a little bit of sand?

What Shen Shuangzhao said made Shen Wanrong's pupils shrink suddenly, thinking what kind of tricks did Lu Qingrong use to make Shuang'er so attached to her?She said with great distress: "Shuang'er, look at your current appearance—decadent and indifferent." Shen Shuangzhao's haggard face was still stained with dried blood, and she looked rather embarrassed.

The iron chain rubbed against the ground and made a cold sound. Shen Shuangzhao stood up from the ground: "I am neither decadent nor indifferent. It's just that Master did something that disappointed Shuang'er. I can't treat you rationally like before." Thinking of the blood that Lu Qingrong shed, she felt very distressed.

Shen Wanrong was also a little accustomed to her stubbornness, and she sincerely believed that Shen Shuangzhao had been lost by Lu Qingrong, so she didn't waste any more words, and just said: "You are here to reflect on it these few days, when will you figure it out? See you again." Now Shen Shuangzhao was unable to communicate with her normally.

"I just like her, what's wrong with that? Why should I reflect on myself?" Shen Shuangzhao asked abruptly, "After living for so many years, this is the first time I want something so eagerly, why do you all stop me?" Me?" If she wanted to love Lu Qingrong without any scruples, she naturally wanted Lu Qingrong's love.

If we say that the most special thing about the first love is not the heartbeat, but the irresistible enthusiasm and dedication to the lover.Shen Shuangzhao also fell into such a trap.

Her questioning tore Shen Wanrong's heart, she never expected that one day her daughter would be like that Zhao Yueyao.Shen Wanrong twitched the corners of her mouth, as if mocking herself—maybe it was retribution.

"There is no reason. Some things are preordained before you were born."

Shen Shuangzhao shook her head: "If so, it would be a great injustice to me."

"Birthplace" has never been chosen by people.If she loses her beloved because of this, how can she accept it?

"Everyone must accept their origin." Shen Wanrong reminded, "If Shuang'er is willing to reconsider your relationship with Lu Qingrong, maybe I can tell you something about your origin."

"No need." She just got started, but was interrupted decisively by Shen Shuangzhao, "I said, I will never do anything that will affect my relationship with her. Master, let's get rid of this idea as soon as possible." The eyes she looked at Shen Wanrong were full of wariness. At this moment, she had to be on guard against everyone, against them trying to persuade her to leave Lu Qingrong and betray Lu Qingrong.

"Shuang'er, you are crazy." Shen Wanrong said calmly, ignoring her, and she left peacefully after saying that.

The prison quickly fell silent again, and Shen Shuangzhao squatted on the ground leaning against the corner of the wall.She covered her face, feeling suddenly annoyed in her heart, what did she do?Killing Zhang Shan caused Lu Qingrong to be wounded and imprisoned, and even turned against his master.She has messed up the situation step by step, and now she can't do anything other than annoy herself here.

But Lu Qingrong, please don't worry about it.

……

As soon as Shen Wanrong stepped out of the prison, someone trotted over to report that the assassin caught today had committed suicide by biting his tongue in prison.

If the jailer hadn't mentioned it, Shen Wanrong would have almost forgotten that besides Lu Qingrong, another one was caught today.That's when she felt something was wrong, the assassin came after Shen Shuang, and Lu Qingrong had fought with the assassin before, so it was obvious that the assassin had nothing to do with Lu Qingrong.So, who would it be?Zhao Yueyao?

Naturally not.

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In the middle of the night, dark clouds drifted past the full moon with the wind, shrouding a strange atmosphere.

It was still the woman in the black cloak before, but this time her subordinates were changed.

"My lord, I heard that Xuan Ming committed suicide in prison." He knelt on the ground with his head down, frowning and sad at the pitch-black land.

The woman is hidden under the cloak, and her figure cannot be seen.She lowered her eyes and said nonchalantly: "If you fail the mission and are captured, you will commit suicide. This is what I have taught you since you were young. But from your tone, it seems that there is something in your words?" Her tone was raised, but her tone was still It's cold.

"No... this subordinate has nothing to say." The man's lowered hand tightly grasped the soil on the ground, as if he was enduring his depression.

"Shut up if you don't have anything to say." The woman quickly answered his words, "Xuan Ming is dead, so I left his affairs to you."

"The Lord wants me to kill Shen Shuangzhao again?"

The woman looked up at the full moon in the night sky, but the beautiful moonlight reflected a strange color in her eyes. She slightly opened her lips, and a word floated faintly between her lips: "No..."

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Most of Ling Yan's health has recovered, but because of being ill for too long before, she has lost a lot of weight, and her mental state and complexion are not as good as before.Qiurui helped her to take a walk in the yard, the autumn was getting stronger, most of the flowers and plants planted in the yard withered.Ling Yan was hurt by the scene, and felt sad in her heart: "I haven't looked after them for a few days, and they were already withered when we saw each other."

"Miss, don't be sad, wait a few more months, and they will grow back again."

Ling Yan sighed silently: "It will germinate and bloom, but unfortunately even if it grows out, what I see is not the original appearance. What's more, people, how can they come back to life after dying once?" Speaking of this, she I couldn't help but think of Shen Shuangzhao, feeling sorry for a while.

"Miss, did you think of Shen Shuangzhao again?"

Ling Yan didn't answer, but just exhaled a long breath, but her brows were furrowed a bit.

Seeing how sad she was, Qiurui also felt lost, and tried to comfort her: "Shen Shuangzhao's death has something to do with Miss, but Miss saved her life in a critical moment a few years ago. It doesn't count that the two owe each other. Besides, it's been so long, you don't have to blame yourself anymore. "

Ling Yan turned around and said sadly: "How can there be no reason for this kind of thing? If you really want to say that you don't owe each other, then I should be the one who saved her life, and she saved my life. Instead of killing her."

Qiu Rui was speechless, she bit her lower lip, and the fingers of her hands hanging in front of her were twisted together, revealing the entanglement in her heart.

Ling Yan felt sentimental for a while, and felt that the wind outside was too strong for her body to bear, so she wanted to go back to the back room.When she turned around, she happened to see Qiurui's weird expression.She asked, "What's wrong?"

Qiu Rui avoided her sight, trying to divert Ling Yan's attention away from the topic: "Miss, I will help you in."

Ling Yan stood still, not intending to move at all. She stared at Qiu Rui and asked tentatively, "Qiu Rui, do you have something to hide from me?"

"No...no." Obviously lack of confidence.

Ling Yan didn't ask any more questions, but said: "I have been with you since childhood, and I have always been honest with you. If there is anyone I trust in the world, it is you."

How could Qiurui bear such words, Ling Yan's move of "advancing through retreat" made her submissive.She suddenly felt guilty, and lowered her head: "Miss, it's not that Qiurui wanted to hide it from you, it's just that your physical condition was worrying a few days ago. First, I've already forgotten about it, and second, I was afraid that I would say that you were too excited. The body can't take it."

"So, what is it?" Ling Yan asked impatiently.

"It's Shen Shuangzhao..." Qiu Rui's voice was much weaker.

Ling Yan frowned, rolled her eyes: "She..."

"Shen Shuangzhao is not dead."

……

It was night, Ling Yan was sitting in front of the table, the candlelight in the room made her face a little yellow.

Qiu Rui persuaded softly: "It's getting late, Miss, you'd better take a break."

Ling Yan's chin was raised slightly, making the profile of her face even more beautiful.Her voice was cool: "I'm thinking about something."

"I'll talk about it tomorrow. The night is as cold as water. If Miss doesn't sleep anymore, I'm worried that you will catch the cold again. Your body is not fully recovered yet." Qiu Rui's words were filled with deep worry.

Ling Yan couldn't hold her back, so she sighed, as a compromise: "I happen to be a little tired, so go fetch some water, I'll go to sleep after washing up."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Qiurui opened the door and went out.Ling Yan lowered her head, still thinking about it.The wind is really strong tonight, even in the house, you can still hear the rustling sound of the leaves being stirred by the wind sweeping through the bamboo forest outside.She subconsciously looked at the window, but her heart trembled in fright.

Outside that window was the bamboo forest, and at normal nights, one could only see the black shadow of the bamboo outside the house, but tonight, Ling Yan saw a strange figure.Judging by the figure, he was still a tall and burly man.

A man broke in in the middle of the night, and Ling Yan knew that the person who came was not good.But before she could fully react, the window was opened, and immediately, the man rolled over and entered the room.

Ling Yan stood up abruptly, stepping back: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

The man was wearing a night uniform and his face was covered, but by looking at his figure, he could be recognized as the man who was saddened by Xuan Ming's death in the woods that night.

"Miss Ling, don't panic. I don't want to hurt you. I came here tonight to discuss something with you."

Ling Yan stared at him defensively: "Who knows if you have malicious intentions?"

The man smiled: "Li Family Medicine Store."

Just four words easily set off waves in Ling Yan's heart: "What do you know?"

The man was about to answer when he heard footsteps.

"Miss..." It was Qiu Rui.

Ling Yan's gaze still stayed on the man, and she calmly asked Qiu Rui: "What's the matter?"

The sound of footsteps stopped abruptly, and Qiu Rui stood outside the door: "Maybe it's been too long, and the weather is cold, and the hot water I prepared for you just now is cold. I was afraid that the lady would get tired of waiting, so I came here to know There will be a sound. Miss, wait a while, and I will go to boil the water again."

Ling Yan's brows were still frowning: "Okay, you just go."

The footsteps outside the door sounded again, and Qiurui got permission to boil water.

"Miss Ling..." the man called out.

Ling Yan pursed her lips tightly, and it took a while to let go of her skeptical attitude: "You can start talking about your so-called 'discussion'."