The boss always wants to kill me

"Think about it again." Wuming suddenly lowered his voice, and explained the day's events in an orderly manner, "That day, you and the prince were in the same carriage. Because of my attack, the horse was frightened, and the carriage lost control and flew out of the cliff. I fell off the cliff with several Ouchi guards, but you were saved by me."

Cangbi closed her eyes, racking her brains to recall the events of the day that she had never experienced. Except for the number of people in the car, the memories in her mind were consistent with what Wuming said.

"Just think about it, is there a man with the same face as you sitting next to you, with gorgeous clothes and a sword inlaid with jade?"

Wuming's voice like a spell made Cangbi's memory more and more blurred. In a trance, it seemed that there was indeed another self sitting beside him. In the accident, he got out of the carriage and fell off the cliff: "It seems... there is such a person."

"The emperor has never treated you as a human being. To the royal family, you are just a chess piece ready to be discarded at any time." Wuming said loudly.

Cangbi is still recalling carefully, her mind seems to have been stuffed into a mess, the more she reasoned, the more confused she became, the place where she was hit that day felt piercing pain, Cangbi covered her hands, and closed her eyes in pain .

"Do you want to eat?" Wuming ended the topic without authorization, and took out a steamed bun from his carry-on bag and handed it over.

Cangbi's eyelids opened a line, the hunger just now was submerged by the headache, and she pushed it away casually: "I'm not hungry."

The carriage drove out of the forest and stopped on a flat place, Wuming turned his back, sprinkled some of the sweat medicine he carried with him on the steamed buns, wiped it carefully, and stuffed it into Cangbi's hand: "At least eat some." It seemed that he was conscious of his tone Not strong enough, and added another sentence: "If you don't eat, I want you..."

"Yeah." Cangbi didn't talk back and didn't answer, took the steamed bun, took two bites without taste, stared blankly for a while, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

I don't know when, I woke up dimly, in front of my eyes was a light yellow tulle bed curtain, and when I turned my head, a dressing mirror with silk sash was placed securely beside the bed cabinet. In Lian Yunge's own room, he couldn't help but bury his head in the soft pillow, and rubbed his head for a long while: "I'm finally back..."

The door opened with a creak, and there was a plate of oily and tender tofu on the cloud, his face was as cold as ice as before, and he sat silently on the side of the bed.

"Lian Yun, why did you kill me? Why did you sacrifice to the sky?" Cang Bi stood up and grabbed Lian Yun's arm.

Lian Yun remained indifferent, just brought the tofu under Cangbi's nose and moved it back and forth.

Sliced ​​green onion accompanied by sesame oil, and the fragrance of soft tofu penetrated into the nostrils, making Cangbi instantly feel that those are nothing, and stretched his neck to grab the tofu, but Lian Yun withdrew his hand, just not letting him touch it.

"Lian Yun?" Cang Bi tilted her head in puzzlement, and then tried again. After going back and forth like this five or six times, she couldn't eat tofu, but Lian Yun's figure was pushed further and further away, gradually faded, and finally turned into a wisp The black smoke disappeared in front of him.

"Lianyun!" Cangbi suddenly rolled off the bed, and staggered forward a few steps, trying to catch some clues, but she didn't touch anything, but her body suddenly fell flat, and fell to the ground with a bang. .

"It hurts..." Cangbi stood up rubbing her forehead that was sore from the impact. It was not a familiar room in front of her, but a small corner in a carriage. She fell asleep and fell off the seat, hitting the wooden box with her head. This way of waking up is not attractive at all.

Maybe it was because of sleepiness, the smell of tofu in the dream still lingered in his breath, Cangbi turned around dying, and saw rice and delicious dishes beside the seat, the biggest plate was oily tofu, and on the plate was a shiny Silver Spoon - It turns out it wasn't a hallucination.

Cangbi was overjoyed, and suddenly it was no big deal to get hit on the head, picked up the spoon, shoveled violently, wiped out the big meal, licked the sesame oil from the corner of his mouth, and then noticed it belatedly. Arrived, the carriage has stopped.

Lifting the curtain of the car, Wuming was not on the stand, Cangbi got off the carriage, looked around, he was at the entrance of a dilapidated village, not far away was a brook that would not stop flowing, Wuming was squatting by the stream , Fill the kettle with water.

"Master, that tofu..." Cangbi walked to the stream, looked down, and saw her face reflected in the clear water, her eyes widened in shock, "My face... why did my face change like this? !"

The ripples in the water made the reflection dizzy, but on the side of that distorted face, a large hideous scar was very clear. Cang Bi touched the scar, and tears flowed down her eyes.

As a demon, he doesn't know what his prototype is, and he doesn't have demon power. If it wasn't for this flawless face, even Cang Bi would have doubted his identity. He is very clear about who he is relying on for success, but now, the face that he thought should be the biggest bargaining chip is gone...

"You..." Wuming panicked for a moment, threw the kettle casually, and broke Cangbi's face, "Why are you crying?"

"It's so ugly, Lian Yun definitely doesn't want me." Cang Bi burst into tears with snot, completely ignoring the tears flowing on the scar, making the uneven edges warped.

Wuming took a palm of water and carefully wiped Cangbi's face: "It's not ugly, why would you not want you, it's all fake."

"You're not Lianyun, how do you know, he put a knife on my neck to worship the heavens." Cangbi spewed out all the resentment that had been smothered in these years, regardless of the cruel man in front of him. Will the master do something to him, "I like him so much, but he didn't show it at all, and he wants to kill me."

The nameless hand paused, and finally wiped Cangbi's face clean: "Look again, it's the face I changed for you in the morning, it's gone, it's still the original beautiful face."

"Huh?" The blue and empty head finally slowly absorbed Wuming's words, and slowly shone towards the stream, and the reflected face was still as flawless as before, "Fake?"

"Fake." Wuming got up and walked towards the carriage without looking back, "If someone likes you, they will definitely not abandon you because of your looks."

"The reason why Lianyun abandoned me was because he never liked me." Cangbi murmured, "He doesn't like me, so what's the use of me having this stunning face."

Wuming jumped off the carriage quickly, walked to Lianyun in two or three steps, held Ruyu's palm, and left Cangbi's back: "How do you know that he abandons you, even if he hurts you for a while, how do you know?" He is abandoning you."

"He didn't abandon me?" Cangbi asked eagerly as if she had lost her soul and was driven all the way to the carriage, waiting for a verdict.

Nameless's black pupils were bottomless, and he solemnly replied: "No."

Cangbi let out a long breath, as if the white silk that strangled his neck for a long time had finally loosened, but he felt something was wrong, Wuming didn't know Lianyun at all, so what he said just now was all nonsense: "Master, how do you know..."

"I don't know." Wuming put on the ruthless expression of not getting close to strangers again, "If you come out with something wrong, I will kill you."

The conjecture that suddenly formed in my heart was immediately dispelled by the person in front of me. Lian Yun's frosty face seemed to be frozen for tens of thousands of years. How could it be the person who talks harshly all day...

But this seemingly fierce master actually bought tofu for him to eat, which is obviously not bad.

Cangbi looked sideways at Wuming who was staring ahead for a long while, and with a thought, she slowly brought her lips together.