Where is Xiangsi Mingyuelou

Cheng Jinyun is dead.

A black gun shot out from nowhere, a fatal blow, straight to the heart, without the slightest pain.

Yu Manli looked gloomy: "I think..." She quietly drank a glass of wine.

He hesitated to speak.Mingyue vaguely guessed what she was going to say, but she didn't dare to speak clearly.

"Tell me, what about Mingtai?" Yu Manli was a little drunk, her expression was ethereal, and her face turned red.

"Ming Shao likes her so much." Then he lowered his eyes, "In short, he doesn't like me, he only likes her, but she is dead now." Her eyes fluttered, "Then what should he do? ?”

Mingyue took the wine glass from her hand and put it on the table.

"Sister Manli, you are fine." She said softly, "Let him go, let yourself go too. It's better...it's better to just go away and never come back. Don't you like freedom the most? Mingtai is in a slump now Well, he will not be able to sustain the mess at Shanghai Station. No one can control you at such a good time..."

"...I won't leave." Yu Manli's eyes flickered, "If I leave again, he won't be able to live."

speechless.Things in this world are not that simple.

The same is true of women's hearts.

The two looked at each other and let out a deep sigh at the same time.

After the accident, Mingyue didn't want to stay in Ming Mansion anymore.Every time she passed by Mingtai, she could feel his burning killing intent.He was like air to her.He walked past her blankly, as if she didn't exist.

Minglou also had a gloomy face all the time.They didn't laugh anymore, and she didn't dare to.

It's like a grave here.

Minglou is busy in the government every day, and Mingtai also lives more often in underground contact points.Mingyue had some time to breathe, and occasionally went to play with Chen Mingxuan.She was wearing a tall feather hat and holding his hand, and the two walked among the crowd.The moment he tilted his head, Mingyue thought, it would be great if the person beside him was Minglou.However, she also knew clearly in her heart that she and him would never be able to walk arm in arm in the sunshine together.

Luxury can anesthetize people's nerves.Mingyue stopped applying rouge and wiped it off with a wet towel.She looked at the exquisite young face in the mirror and was fascinated for a moment.

He lifted the mirror with one hand.What am I doing?Watching plays, riding horses, and watching lanterns.Wearing a foreign dress to attend a reception.

I am kidding myself.

Everything happened.Those things from the past became imprinted on my body.No matter how much you want to forget, you can't forget.

It's telling me I'm a failure.

I am a deserter.Thinking of Minglou's face, Mingyue's disappointed look, Mingyue's heart twisted.

This is a very real thing.Escape, no use.

She packed up, straightened her dress and went downstairs.Mingtai returned home and hurried upstairs.The moment the two passed by, Mingyue already had a plan in mind.She stopped, her voice cold and calm.

"Mingtai."

As if Mingtai had a premonition, he stopped.With his back to him, he leaned half against the railing.

"I want to talk to you."

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