Broken Princess: Don't Come Over, Lord Wolf

The candles in the house flickered, perhaps because they were afraid of the strong wind outside, and jumped a little uneasily.

Nangong Mei stared at the constantly beating candle flames, small flames reflected in her dark eyes, and asked lightly: "How serious is my poison?" She could feel that her body was too weak, and Her vitality is also constantly passing away.

"This..." Zi Yuan looked at Nangong Mei in embarrassment, not knowing how to speak.

Turning around, the pitch-black eyes looked at Zi Yuan, and said calmly: "Say, I know my body well."

Zi Yuan hesitated, but looking at Nangong Mei's dark pupils, he had no choice but to say: "If you still can't find Tianshan Snow Lotus after a month, you will die." There are not so many opportunities for Tianshan Snow Lotus.

Nangong Mei didn't show any extra expressions, and said calmly: "I see." It was more serious than imagined, but it was also reasonable.

Seeing Nangong Mei's indifference, Zi Yuan became a little anxious, and said nervously: "Miss Nangong, we will definitely find Tianshan Snow Lotus! And you have taken the life-extending golden pill, it won't be only one month!"

Nangong Mei looked at Zi Yuan's tense appearance, and there was a trace of warmth in her heart. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and she said: "Zi Yuan, you remind me of a friend of mine here, and also the only sister." , the only woman who gave her warmth, although she betrayed her in the end, she didn't want to hate her, but kept the happiness and warmth she had brought her in her memory.

A warm current flowed through his heart, and Zi Yuan said flattered: "Zi Yuan is just a servant, how dare he be compared with the girl's friend."

"She used to be just a maid." Nangong Mei's eyes were a little blurred, and there was a touch of sadness in her eyes, "But she was very good to me. If it wasn't for that man, I think we would always be the best Sister." Juta's death was the deepest pain in her heart.

Zi Yuan clenched his slender hands into fists, and said firmly: "Some people are worthy of trust!" If a pair of sisters fell in love with a man at the same time, then one of them was destined to be hurt, and the love between the sisters was bound to be broken. If it is true, it will not change.

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Nangong Mei's mouth, and she said sadly: "I want to believe that her love is true." It was not that simple for Phanta to help her when she approached her at the beginning, but she no longer wanted to go. Thinking about it so much, trusting someone is actually a beautiful thing, even if it would be stupid.

Nangong Mei's sadness seemed to have infected Zi Yuan, and she said courageously from nowhere, "Actually, you should also trust me, he really loves you."

Pain flashed across Nangong Mei's dark eyes, she shook her head and said, "Believe in anything and don't believe in love anymore. It is the abyss hidden behind the sweetness, and there is only endless pain and torture." In a few words, she no longer blames Luo Ming, but she can no longer stay by his side, at least not now, her life may be lost at any time, even if Luo Ming cares about virginity complex again I can't bear to lose her again.

He cares because of deep love!Falling in love with his broken slave is destined to change his whole life.

The sky was cloudless, with gusts of autumn wind sweeping across the sky, and the scarlet maple leaves dancing in the sky.

Behind the farmhouse is a small hill, and the hill is a forest of maple leaves. The red of the mountain is burning tirelessly, vowing to burn the sky dry.

Occasionally, there will be some scarlet fallen leaves floating into the yard, and with the withered and yellow fallen leaves, the maple leaves will look so coquettish and unique.

Nangong Mei sat by the window and looked at the maple leaves that flew down from time to time, and asked Zi Yuan beside her, "Are there any maple trees around here?" Since the imperial palace, she has been infatuated with scarlet maple leaves. Every time the color pricks her heart hurts, but she is obsessed with this feeling.

Zi Yuan nodded and said: "Well, there is a large maple tree on the mountain behind."

A gleam of light flashed in Nangong Mei's dark eyes, she turned her eyes to look at Zi Yuan and said without refusal: "Help me to have a look."

Zi Yuan looked at Nangong Mei in embarrassment, and said, "Miss Nangong, your body is still very weak and you can't go out." Luo Ming asked her to take care of Nangong Mei, and she must not let Nangong Mei have any surprises.

Nangong Mei looked at Zi Yuan indifferently, and repeated again: "Help me to have a look." If she didn't take strong measures, Zi Yuan would definitely not agree to let her go out, and she could only use the identity of the master Come to force her.

Zi Yuan looked embarrassed, nodded after hesitating for a moment, reached out and carefully lifted Nangong Mei up, not forgetting to tell: "Be careful! If you feel uncomfortable, I must take you back!" Luo Ming still couldn't Rejecting Nangong Mei's request, let alone her little maid.

Nangong Mei nodded, leaning almost all of her body weight on Zi Yuan, and slowly followed her to the outside of the house.She was a little excited in a depressed mood, she hadn't walked out of this room for many days, and the maple leaves all over the mountains outside attracted her attention.

"Miss Nangong, take a break first." Zi Yuan looked at Nangong Mei worriedly, fearing that her pale face would pass out at any time.

Nangong Mei nodded, not daring to hold on anymore, her body was too weak.

Zi Yuan helped Nangong Mei to sit down on a stone by a small stream, washed the handkerchief in the water, then carefully wiped the sweat on Nangong Mei's forehead, and said worriedly: "Girl, there is still time to go up the mountain." After a long journey, your body may not be able to hold on, shall we go back?"

Nangong Mei shook her head, and said firmly: "Where I want to go, even if I climb, I must climb!" This is the principle of a killer, and it is also the principle of survival.

Zi Yuan was startled, she suddenly found that Nangong Mei's perseverance was comparable to the beliefs of the dead men, they would never give up if they failed to achieve their goals, but it was different, the dead men only obeyed the orders of their masters, and the masters wanted to die by themselves She would never say no, but Nangong Mei lived for herself and had her own heart.

Nangong Mei is proud, cold, but also so charming. Even a woman like her can't help being moved by her unique charm.

Nangong Mei naturally didn't know what Ziyuan was thinking, and she didn't have the heart to observe and guess, her dark pupils looked at the maple leaves all over the mountain not far away, and all her thoughts were immersed in that red patch.

Red like blood, flame like fire, like red blood burning in the passage of time, like a woman in a wedding dress dancing in the sky, so dazzling.

This is the color she is most familiar with, scarlet.Since she was a few years old, she has been dealing with this color, and it is like this every day, touching the reddest blood.

This is also her most distressing color, brilliant red.She watched that woman marry Luo Ming in a red wedding dress, and she also lost her first child while wearing this wedding dress.

The scarlet color has long been the deepest pain in her heart, and it has cut so many knives in her heart.

She is obsessed with the scarlet maple leaves, the blood-like color, constantly reminding her that there are some things that must never be forgotten, and she must not lose herself, the more pain in her heart, the more sober she can be.

Not long after, Zi Yuan helped Nangong Mei continue to walk towards the mountain, and two slender figures walked slowly in the mountain.

On another mountain in the distance, there stood a tall and slender figure, with long and narrow eyes staring at the frail person obsessively, with sad emotions flowing in the eyes.

The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and the scarlet leaves covered the ground with a thick layer, covering the other plants in this forest.

This mountain is not high at all, but Nangong Mei can only climb halfway up the mountain, and has no strength to go any further.

The top of the head was covered with scarlet trees, and there was a thick layer of maple leaves under her feet. She sat on the ground casually, supporting her body with her palms so as not to fall down.

In autumn, the air is cool, driving away the heat of summer, but it doesn't make people feel cold.

Nangong Meijue's beautiful face was pale, with beads of sweat on her forehead, she looked up at the red trees, her dark pupils were full of satisfaction.

Zi Yuan looked at Nangong Mei's haggard appearance, with infinite worries in his heart, looked hopefully to another direction in the forest, and quietly disappeared in the forest.

The surroundings seem to be too quiet, and the quietness is abnormal.Nangong Mei retracted her thoughts of being intoxicated by the maple leaves all over the mountain, and looked around vigilantly with her dark eyes.

Zi Yuan was not there, and there seemed to be a person standing behind her, but that person was not Zi Yuan.She is sure.

She suddenly turned sideways, looked at the person standing behind her with cold eyes, and after a moment of astonishment, she said coldly: "Why are you here? Where's Ziyuan?" The weakness of her body made her sensitivity worse. , I don't know when Zi Yuan left, nor when Luo Ming came, so that I don't know how long he stood behind her.

Luo Ming stared at Nangong Mei sadly and said, "Are you so reluctant to stay with me for a while?"

It was as if her heart had been stabbed by a sharp and hard object, and every cell in the pain was trembling, but her eyes were still cold, and she said heartlessly: "Yes."

Pain flowed through his long and narrow eyes, and the distressed voice seemed to come from the bottom of his heart: "I'm sorry."

The haughty Wang actually humbly said sorry, she was really amazing at changing him!

The wound in her heart hurt even more, she turned her eyes away and stopped looking at him, and said indifferently: "It's already too late." She was afraid that he would find the pain in her eyes and the faint tears.

"Why is it too late? Is it just because of a drunken mistake that we are going to destroy all our feelings?" Luo Ming's voice was slightly raised, and his long and narrow eyes were bloodshot.

Nangong Mei's pale lips drew a cold arc, and said ruthlessly: "Why bother? Why do we become what we are now, don't you still understand?"