blue face disaster

Time passed quickly, and the injuries I suffered from the beating healed within a few days.Shen Mo recovered very slowly, but he had never seen such spirit.

Every time I look at him, he just has a cold face, leaving me with a desolate back.But that back view can also make me fascinated and intoxicated, and I will never return.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, that Shen Mo was poisoned by a poison called cinnabar tears for no reason, and spit out black blood. When the oriental genius doctor came, he took care of him without eating or drinking for a few days before he was saved.

I thought it wouldn't be Dad.After all, it is always useful for me to move the prince out. Besides, my father is an upright man and will not do sinister things.Naturally, she didn't bother Shen Mo.

But when he saw me recently, he just lamented, his eyes were full of embarrassment and loss, or... despair?

I can't see through his eyes.

I am even more confused about who poisoned Mr. Shen to kill him.

I can't bear to guess whether it's the princess or not. What she said that day is very likely, but she has a noble status, so I can't guess randomly.

Since Shen Mo is fine, I shouldn't hold her accountable, I just let her know her mistakes and correct her mistakes.

Now her goal has been achieved.Shen Mo doesn't even want to see me now.I guess it was my fault, thinking that I intentionally poisoned him to kill him, and then went to save him to win favor.

As soon as I go to his place now, he keeps coughing, presumably to signal me to leave quickly, otherwise he will cough to death in front of me.

Hey~

My Shen Mo, do you know how much I love you?

I betrayed my country and my family to protect you, and never left, even if I offended that Bai Muyan, I never blinked my eyes.How do you have no place for me in your heart.

In the middle of the summer night, I couldn't fall asleep after thinking about it, so I plucked the strings under the gazebo, trying to relieve my boredom.

The sky is full of stars, and the night is as deep as ink, just like the eyes of the person I love.Now it's time to turn to God for comfort.My piano skills are not good, and I wanted to play some sad tunes, but I couldn't find them.

I had to turn over and over again a poem of autumn wind, and all my thoughts were integrated into this refreshing song.In the dark night, this song is long, and my heart is full of sorrow.

How could Shen Mo change his mind?I am haunted.

There was a gust of wind, a sword shadow pointed at me, the tip of the sword was shining, and a murderous aura rushed towards my face. Under the dark night, there was quite a murderous atmosphere, but it just violated the song of injury.

I smiled and said, "Brother Qing Yu, you are so confused, it's fine if you don't listen to the music well, and you even rush out with a bright sword to scare people, but you changed your career and became an assassin?"

Xia Qingyu put away his sword and put it on his back, his eyebrows drooped, and the wind picked up his hair, which scattered in the wind. He was dressed in a black robe, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like an assassin.He sighed, "You have hurt me."

"But you lost your vitality for saving Shen Mo that day?" I felt that I was really sorry for Xia Qingyu. He has always been accommodating to me in every possible way. He is handsome.

I ask him for everything now, but it's because of Shen Mo, who will be jealous of anyone after all.

He was very proud, his eyes were blurred, he felt dizzy, and he lost his usual calmness.

"Who am I?" He brought that beautiful foul face closer to me and said, "That little thing can't hurt me at all."

I have been friends with him for many years, but I don't see when he was so close to others.

Although that other person is me.

"How I have hurt you, yet you just talk about it." I held my breath and looked at this handsome man from a close distance.

I asked knowingly, he must be jealous, but I don't know what it feels like, I can't tell, and I don't believe myself.

He continued to lean forward, his lips were close to my ears, which made me blush instantly.

Even if she is jealous and wants to talk about love, this provocative method is not inferior to the prince at all!

The air gradually filled with the faint sandalwood on his body, and the smell of wine. Has Xia Qingyu been drinking?To be honest, I haven't seen him drink yet.

I thought to myself, it seems that my heart was hurt by me, and I will definitely make up for it someday.

"The piano you play is terrible, but I've been here to listen to you for half a night, Ah Si, do you think you have harmed me?" He breathed out a wet breath that smelled of alcohol.After all, my head fell on my shoulder and fell asleep quietly.

It turned out that I was thinking too much.

He kept sleeves again.

But he scolded me for playing the piano badly, and I couldn't stand it.

He listened to it for half the night, and I sniffed it even more.

I looked at him carefully, he tasted pretty good wine, so he wouldn't go crazy like me after drinking.Especially the cinnabar between the eyebrows, which is more eye-catching and breathtaking.However, he seems like a very cute but confused assassin.Instead of taking human life, he threw himself into a trap.

Throw yourself into a trap?assassin?

I really want to thank this brother Xia, with such a drunk appearance, he can wake up the dreamer with a single word, and gave me a good way to make Shen Mo change his mind.I plucked the piano two or three times at will, and the sound of the piano merged into the wind, looking for the distant place where the leaves were swaying and rustling.

The night is still young.

Changle Weiyang.

This song is not bitter.

It's this song of bitterness that brings out the pain that shouldn't be there.

The dark night is like ink, like infatuation and intoxication, and only when one is infatuated can one get drunk.