Chapter 539

Dongling recalled and Xiahe bit by bit, will eventually face the inquiry of Liang Yuan, at the moment as long as you close your eyes, in front of you is Xiahe's sleeping face.

Liang Yuan takes a brush and knocks on the table. Dongling opens her eyes and looks at Liang Yuan calmly.

"I know everything Liang wants to know, but I want to see Xia he again."

Liang Yuan looked at the sky outside and nodded, indicating that Biwu took Dongling to Xiahe's house.

Xia he's clothes had been worn back, and there was a strange smell in the room, which was the smell of death that Wen jinniang said.

Biwu pushes open the door and looks at Dongling with a wooden face. He doesn't mean to let Dongling and Xiahe be alone. Dongling doesn't mind, so he walks in.

Biwu watched Dongling walk to Xiahe's bed step by step. After a long time, Biwu raised his feet and walked to the bed. He squatted down and felt for a while on the ground. A brick was dug out, revealing a dark hole.

Biwu holds the candlestick and goes to Dongling. He looks at Dongling holding out a big wooden box from the cave. When he opens it, there is a pair of embroidered shoes stained with mud. The pattern is the same as the one on Dongling's feet now.

"Take it. This is the evidence Liang asked for."

Dongling hands the box to Biwu. Biwu silently steps back and looks at Dongling kneeling in front of Xiahe's bed. She reaches out her hand to touch her cold face.

"When she was young, she loved to go to the water side when she was angry. I asked her why. She said that when she looked at the angry appearance in the water, she would not be angry. The angry appearance was not the most beautiful."

Dongling's hand swam from Xiahe's forehead to the bridge of his nose, and then moved from the bridge of his nose to his cold white lips. Biwu looked at Dongling's action, felt a chill for no reason, and subconsciously rubbed his arm.

Dongling lovingly looks at Xiahe's face. After touching her face for a long time, she takes it back and sits on the foot with her knees in her arms.

"Xia he is pulling a handkerchief by the koi pond. I go to persuade her to be a servant girl as Chunhua said. She is not willing to be a servant girl. She has a cold face and wants to cut off all these years with me. She says that she wants to be a concubine of the prince and a master."

Dongling's voice of peace and sorrow rings in the room. Biwu listens quietly. Dongling leans against the bed and closes her eyes to recall.

"When she wanted to leave, I reached out and grabbed her sleeve. She threw away my hand in disgust and said that she regretted knowing me all her life. Ha ha... She hated me so much when I mentioned the past... "

Dongling's tears are like a broken pearl necklace, rolling down her skirt. Although Biwu can't understand this kind of love entanglement very well, she can be hurt by the people she cares about. It's like a thousand arrows pierce the heart, a thousand knives and a thousand axes.

Biwu stood and felt numb in his legs, so he squatted down and put the candlestick on the ground. He also sat on the ground and listened to Dongling's story about how he killed Xia he.

"Xia he went back to her room. I went into her room when people didn't pay attention to her. I know everything about her. I know that she sleeps lightly. I'm afraid that it will affect her appearance if she can't sleep well at night. I specially spent a lot of money to prepare pills with the least side effect, which will be dissolved in water before going to sleep. I quietly put one in her teapot, and then asked for forgiveness with tea instead of wine. I watched her drink that cup of tea, and then fell asleep.... "

Biwu's eyes appeared that picture, as if watching Dongling put the sleeping Xiahe on the bed, devoutly kissing Xiahe's still soft and warm lips, and then wrapped the white silk around Xiahe's slender white neck with tears.

Dongling holds the sleeping Xia he in her arms, because she has worked hard since leaning on the red chamber. Compared with Xia he's soft and boneless, Dongling is equivalent to a man.

Holding Xia he on the stool, Dongling raises her arm, and Bai Ling goes through the beam. After tying the knot neatly, Dongling slowly goes down from the stool to the ground. Looking at Xia he who is holding his head down, Dongling is in great pain.

"I love you, but you are so kind to me, so want to leave me, I can only use this way to keep you."

Xia he doesn't have any response. Dongling withdraws his hand. Xia he's body falls down and is strangled by the white silk on his neck. In his sleep, Xia he has no breath and doesn't even struggle.

Dongling was stunned to see for a while, put down the stool, took off his embroidered shoes and hid them in the place where Xiahe always hid money, then crept back to his house.

Back to the room put on spare embroidered shoes, Dongling as usual work and everyone with dinner, did not show any difference, until heard the scream of Qiusi just rushed out of the room, just along the crowd into the courtyard of Xiahe.

Biwu stood up slowly and patted the dust on his body.

"Killing her in the name of love satisfies your selfishness, but destroys the infinite possibilities of the rest of her life."

Dongling looked up at Biwu, suddenly excited.

"No! I'm saving her! The great prince and the imperial concubine are like glue, the original concubines are rarely asked, not to mention her?! I've tried my best to persuade her to ignore it and say that if she refuses, she is dazzled by the so-called status, power and money

Dongling excitedly stands up and looks at Biwu with a calm face. The feeling of getting recognition from Biwu almost drives her crazy.

Biwu turned to look at the beam, and his voice answered indifferently.

"Perhaps her refusal to you is that you are not the same people, but you are always reluctant to let go. In the past, she has politely refused you? Only you know that best. "

Biwu said and left. Dongling sat down on the stool, thinking back on Biwu's words, and looking back at them from the beginning, Xia he always showed a pair of dimples when they expressed their love.

"Ah Ling is just like my sister. I remember all the good things you did to me."

It turns out that from the beginning to the end, it's all one's own wishful thinking

Dongling's eyes blurred again, so many years full of love, originally thought also got a response, did not expect that from the beginning to the end is Xia he again compromise to accommodate himself, rather than his own thought.

Biwu goes back to Dongling's room and says the rules of Dongling's killing Xia he in a nutshell. After Liang Yuan's hard work, he holds up the document and blows it, looking out at the bright sky.

"Let Dongling draw, give it to the prince, and we can go back to the house of Liang."

When Biwu walks to Xiahe's room with the paper in his arms, Dongling is sitting by Xiahe's bed, gently watching Xiahe's corpse, with a dagger in his abdomen.