Chapter 612

After a long period of indifference in Song's resignation, she finally decided not to wait for her death, not to endure the neglect and contempt of those eunuchs and maids.

"Don't worry, madam. Your majesty will come." The little maid in waiting looked at her and comforted her carefully.

After listening to this, Zhou Ruoyan's mood did not get better, on the contrary, it got worse.

Now she has no love. Even the maids in the palace are not as smart as before. They can't even comfort people!

"Don't talk too much." Biting his teeth, Zhou Ruoyan's expression was ferocious for a moment.

The little maid in waiting was startled by her expression. She quickly calmed down and stood with a low brow.

After a long wait, Zhou Ruoyan finally saw Song Ci again.

It's just a pity that Song Ci is here. Looking at her, her expression is very cold, and her tone is even more impatient.

"Tell me, what do you want to do when you lead me to death." Song Ci shakes his sleeve and asks, sitting on the throne.

Zhou Ruoyan's weak appearance was choked by his words. His expression changed constantly. For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with it.

Seeing this, Song Ci sneered and looked at him with profound meaning.

"I thought it was the most shameful thing you've ever done to get into the draft team, but I didn't expect that you would break the bottom line again."

Recalling Zhou Ruoyan's high position, the expression on Song Ci's face is more and more thought-provoking.

Zhou Ruoyan intuitively slapped himself heavily on the face, which was very painful.

After sitting there for a while, Song Ci clapped his hands, then stood up and said, "since you have nothing to do, I'll go first."

After that, he turned and left, with a clean back, without the slightest nostalgia.

Zhou Ruoyan looked up at him, his head full of anger gradually woke up, and finally remembered his ultimate goal this time.

She wants to regain the love of Song Ci, not to have something else to do with him! Zhou Ruoyan stressed again and again in his heart that the suffocation in his heart slowly dissipated.

"Wait a minute," Zhou Ruoyan quickly rubbed his face, made a weak gesture and began to shout.

Song Ci thought that Zhou Ruoyan only hated himself now, but he never thought that he had heard the other party's recovery clearly.

Looking back with great interest, Song Ci squints at her, waiting for her next words.

Forced to bite the tip of his tongue, Zhou Ruoyan did not suppress his emotions, let the tears of pain wantonly flow.

In this case, she slowly looked up at Song Ci and asked in a sad voice, "Why are you so ruthless? Don't you forget our previous love? Anyway, we used to grow up together! "

With a more comfortable posture, Song Ci's eyebrows gradually wrinkled and his expression was complicated.

Zhou Ruoyan didn't know what he was thinking and didn't want to know. She only knew that if she wanted to turn over, she could only seize this opportunity!

Try hard to recall the beautiful memory between them. Zhou Ruoyan's emotional narration, tears falling in his eyes, is really a pear blossom with rain, which makes people feel pity.

Song Ci's toes moved, and the same picture appeared in front of his eyes, which made him a little stunned for a moment.

Waiting for this opportunity! Zhou Ruoyan's eyes suddenly lit up.

She turned and looked at the maid beside her, her eyes blinking wildly, like a cramp.

Almost in an instant, the little maid immediately thought of Zhou Ruoyan's plan.

With her heart beating violently, she walked step by step to the burning censer nearby, and took out a small black pill from her sleeve.

Standing next to the censer, she subconsciously turns to look at Zhou Ruoyan, only to get an angry stare and silent urge from the other side.

"Fight!" The little maid thought of it in her heart. She held her breath and put the black pill into the censer.

A slight burst of charcoal fire sounded in her ears. The little maid in waiting was startled and trembled uncontrollably.

"Useless things." Zhou Ruoyan reprimanded her trembling in his eyes.

However, seeing the final shape of his design, Zhou Ruoyan's psychology was still filled with pride.

She drooped her eyelids and suppressed the emotion she shouldn't have in her heart.

Zhou Ruoyan keeps his former weak appearance and gets closer to Song Ci. Finally, the whole person leans on him.

Song Ci didn't know what Zhou Ruoyan had done behind his back. He just felt hot and dry in his body, and cool in his contact with Zhou Ruoyan.

In this case, Song Ci did not hesitate to hold each other in his arms, as if he did not remember that he just stepped on her dust.

Zhou Ruoyan's eyes did not change, but his face was very red, and his hands brushed Song Ci's chest."Your Majesty," Zhou Ruoyan called out in a low voice. His tone rose slightly. He seemed to express his doubts, and he seemed to hook Song Ci.

The palace maids had already voluntarily retreated, and Zhou Ruoyan's actions became more and more unbridled.

The next morning seems to be particularly fast, the day also seems to be particularly cold.

Song cimeng opened his eyes, looking at the familiar and strange decoration in front of him, his face gradually covered with frost.

Although he was addicted to gentleness in these days, it doesn't mean that he didn't even have a little wisdom.

Song Ci never admits that the man who seems to have lost his intelligence yesterday is himself!

He turned around and quietly looked at the people sleeping next to him. After a while, he stretched out his palm abruptly.

He stuck the tiger's mouth in Zhou Ruoyan's throat, and the rest of his fingers kept exerting.

The sudden suffocation makes Zhou Ruoyan wake up quickly. She looks at Song Ci in horror, and at the same time, she raises her hand to scratch him.

Just when Zhou Ruoyan thought he was going to die here, Song Ci's tight arm suddenly relaxed.

Zhou Ruoyan was moved by the fresh air.

There is no time to ask more, she breathes greedily, at the same time, she does not forget to roll aside in embarrassment, to open the distance between herself and Song Ci.

Looking at the purple on the white skin, Song Ci's expression became more and more ugly.

Now, all traces on Zhou Ruoyan's body are reminding him of what happened yesterday, how crazy he is, and how irrational he is.

With a sneer, Song Ci said, "it's much more real than yesterday."

Raising his hand to touch his throat, Zhou Ruoyan glared at him fiercely and asked, "are you just turning your face and denying people? Where did I offend you and let you treat me like this? "