Although Zhang is extremely hateful, Zhou Ran's villain posture is even more disgusting. Bai Rutong sat back on the bench and looked coldly at Zhang. Zhang's voice has been hoarse, still in the confinement period of the body has been weak. Her face was as white as a sheet of grey.
Looking back, Bai ruotong lowered his head and took a mouthful of water.
The next thing is between Zhang and Bai Shutang. No matter what the outcome, it has nothing to do with Bai ruotong.
"As a man, you have no responsibility. What's the use of keeping a man like you?"
Bai Shutang kicks Zhou ran in disgust. When he wants to draw the sword, Zhang holds his hand tightly.
"Zhang Shi, I thought you were a proud man, but I didn't expect that you were so humble. Is this man really worth your intercession? Believe it or not, I'll kill you now
Bai Shutang growled in a low voice.
Zhang shook his head: "master Hou, you don't have to do it. If you want me to die, how dare I not do it? I will kill myself now..."
When the rain fell, she suddenly drew out the sword from Bai Shutang's waist and pushed it to her throat. A group of people in the hall looked at her with round eyes. They were stiff and did not dare to come forward.
"What are you doing?"
Bai Shutang asked.
"The Lord wants my life, so I should give it to him. Zhaoxin doesn't ask for anything else. He just asks the Lord to bypass zhoulang. Zhoulang is innocent. It's all my fault. I'll take it on my own.
The Lord has long wanted my life. Since the death of LAN three years ago, the Lord has always wanted my life. I will give it back to him now. "
Zhang said, the sword in his hand stabbed into the fragile neck, and wiped it hard, blood splashed. The old lady and her sister-in-law couldn't help but close their eyes and didn't dare to see such a bloody scene.
The sword fell heavily on the ground with residual blood. Zhang's eyes were blurred. Looking at Zhou ran, he moved his mouth slightly and read a sentence: "the moonlight tonight is so beautiful..."
Zhou Ran's blood seemed to be frozen. His eyes were tight and scarlet in his eyes.
What a beautiful moon tonight
She still remembers what he said to her.
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and scatter, and the jackdaws are surprised. I know when I will meet you on a blind date.
The everlasting longing for each other, my heart is long, my memory is long, my heart is short, and my heart is so short. Note: words of autumn wind)
On a full moon night in autumn, Zhang Zhaoxin walks in the corridor. The moon is bright, but there is no one to appreciate it. Her parents, who are not yet hairpin years old, are already looking for her husband's family, but Zhang Zhaoxin is not in a hurry. It's hard to marry a beautiful woman, but I haven't found a spoony yet.
She walked to the courtyard and stood alone in the pavilion. Round table with a pot of wine and a dish, the man ate a dish, looking at the stars and the moon.
Zhang Zhaoxin walked with him. It seemed that he could smell the slight sound of his steps. The man looked back. It's a pretty scholar's face. Wearing a round collar and green robe, her eyes are like stars. When she touches her eyes, she turns away affectionately.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Zhaoxin asked.
"Xiao Sheng, Zhou ran."
Zhou ran said, but did not dare to meet her. Zhang Zhaoxin started to smile. She did hear from her father that there was a proud student under his seat who would be able to wear a red robe in time. This is Zhou ran.
She saw his eyes dodge and said with a smile, "Why are you hiding from me? Don't talk to me? "
"I..."
Zhou ran hesitated and couldn't answer why. Her smile became more and more bright. Wherever his eyes turned, she would go, which made him blush.