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All of this happened so suddenly that it was as if he had just had a dream, but in the end, he still didn't want to sincerely wake up and accept this cruel reality.

Why, why did she want to wake up? The sea of people was endless, yet why did it have to be her? And why did she want to marry such a cruel person?

The wind before the rainstorm blew against her body, stabbing at her again and again. On her body, in her heart, there were scars after scars. After stepping on the uneven rocks, they had finally completed the road that led to the entrance of the courtyard.

Luo Shang stood at the doorway. The tall stone wall, the Wu Tong Tree which towered into the sky all around her, and the sudden gale, she slowly raised her forehead. The sky in all four directions were covered by the trees, leaving only a small hole.

Violent winds recklessly invaded her body, the force of the wind scraping against her face. This kind of pain was far less than the slap he gave her. The scattered rain began to fall, and the sound of the leaves on the trees being blown by the wind became louder and louder.

There were no dark clouds, no thunder, only gloom, only the incessant wind and merciless rain.

The raindrops fell on the top of her head and slowly flowed down along her high forehead. They flowed through her eyes and moistened her closed eyelashes.

Is it important who I love?

So what if he loved her?

If you want, I can treat you like Yue'e.

His suddenly changed expression, his cold words, sharp eyes, and vicious palm really wanted to crush her heart.

Luo Shang slowly opened her rain-soaked eyelashes. She swallowed the tears that she had to resist, and walked down this muddy path.

Seeing that her shadow appeared at the mouth of Hu Tong, Ah Yu ran over hurriedly with her oil-paper umbrella in one hand and the cloak he prepared for her on her other arm.

The umbrella covered her head, blocking out the rain, blocking out the wind. But why was his heart still in pain?

"Miss …" I … I'm sorry, it was servant that hid this from you. But Miss, Madam and the General didn't mean to deceive you, they also have their own difficulties, you must … " Looking at her pale face and at her helpless and miserable eyes, Ah Yu did not continue.

Her face was dripping with rain, not a single tear mixed with it. It was so indifferent, so calm. Worry, uneasiness, heartache.

Luo Shang did not look at her, she only looked at the hazy scene in the distance, with faint lips, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and her calm face revealed a calm expression, as though nothing had happened.

"Yes," she said faintly. I believe in them, I believe in you, and … Trust him. I can only believe in myself, not myself. "

After she finished speaking, she walked into the drizzle with a smile on her face.

Ah Yu sobbed as he watched her back, every step she took caused her body to tremble. The umbrella was quietly blown away by the wind and splashed with mud, dripping into the rain. Ah Yu crouched down and cried while covering her lips.

What was right? What was wrong?

Luo Ke had told her that this was just a political marriage and he had never told her that it was a plot to repay his debt through revenge.

Nalan Rongya helped her insert a pearl into a hairpin and sent her into the palanquin.

From the moment she sat on the red sedan chair, they had already known about all of this. They knew that she would be dragged into this hatred in her entire life, that this was Leng Shaoyu's revenge, and she was the bargaining chip that knew nothing about everything.

She wasn't the only one who pretended to be blissful in her previous life. Leng Shaoyu, Luo Ke, Nalan Rongya, Zhuo Jin, everyone in the Luo Family.

What was real?

She cared, she trusted, she loved, she lied. What was left of his loved ones, his loved ones, his friends?

Gently taking a step, he walked onto the stone bridge and stood on the bridge. Luo Shang looked at the raindrops that were dripping into the pond water, which was stirred up waves after waves.

What he loved most about her, he said, were her eyes.

He said he liked to watch her dance.

He said that he would treat her well in the future.

He had said so much, but none of it was for her sake. His vision became more and more blurry, and the amount of tears that he was about to shed was also increasing.

"An umbrella was raised high above her head." If you want to cry, just cry. I can lend you my shoulder. "

The man's upright body stood behind her. He was dressed in the clothes of a noble and noble young master from before. He looked down at her with a cold expression that was not a smile on his face. I said you'd regret it. He wouldn't love you at all. "

Hearing his words, Luo Shang did not give him a single glance, and directly started striding towards the stairs.

A force grabbed her wrist and pulled her over, her charming eyes turning cold.

"If you are here to mock me, then, as you wish." She still didn't look at him. Her eyes were dispirited and her voice was cold.

There was no need to pay attention to the words of a disappointed person, especially a disappointed woman. For any woman in the world, the shoulder they wore when they were in despair was undoubtedly the best medicine.

Leng Mufei smiled as his eyes narrowed, his lips revealed a trace of evilness. For you, there are a lot of options. For example, follow me. "

"She smiled sweetly and looked at him." "Why, why me?"

"What?" Leng Mufei was momentarily baffled by her sudden words, and the grudge in her eyes, for some reason, was an ominous premonition.

Luo Shang smiled and leaned towards him. Like a beautiful chestnut in the night full of thorns, she enunciated word by word, "Li — — me."

The two of them looked at each other. There was no breathing, only the sound of the falling rain.

Everyone in the royal family had their own agenda and plans for their own gains. They could do anything to achieve their goal, even sacrifice anyone who didn't matter. Whether it was Leng Shaoyu or Leng Mu flying.

Her cold, proud eyes blinked as she walked down the bridge stairs, her thin, slender figure gradually disappearing into the rain.

Leng Mufei's smiling eyes instantly turned deep, and his face that was filled with slowness gradually turned black as well. He didn't know how Luo Shang found out, and when. However, with Luo Shang's intelligence, it was normal for him to discover some clues.

Yes, he was using her, from the day she entered the house, from the moment he saw her. He had approached her, saved her, helped her. He was using her.

His goal was very simple: he wanted to take away everything that belonged to Leng Shaoyu, his throne, including his woman.

Leng Mufei was like a gust of wind, sweeping by without the slightest intention of staying behind. He would not develop any feelings for anyone.

He had used her, but he had never imagined that he would fall in love with her. Now that things had gotten to this point, he could no longer have any concerns about being lenient.

When Leng Mu Fei turned around, he saw that the County Princess Chaoyang was standing right under the bridge. There was no one by her side, they were just quietly looking up at him.

"Is that true?" Her voice was shaky.

The gloominess suddenly dispersed. The man had a playful smile on his face as he leisurely walked down the stairs and asked an unknown question in reply. "What's true?"

"Have you really been using Luo Shang and her to deal with your brother?" Leng Yuxin walked towards him. She had heard their conversation just now.

Not long ago, Liu Er had told her that the King Han had come to the manor, she had planned to not see her brothers for a few days, and only after cleaning up did she hear that something had happened at the Phoenix Bedchamber realm, because of Lady Yue'e.

When she thought about Luo Shang's personality, and how she was afraid that something might happen, she immediately rushed over. However, she did not want to hear this conversation from under the bridge.

"Don't let your thoughts run wild. Your body is weak. Hurry up and go back." Leng Mufei patted her shoulder with a smile.

Leng Yuxin shook her head. What do you plan to do next, kill Luo Shang, or kill me? "

Ever since she came back from Qiangu, Leng Mufei had acted as if he was a different person. She could not see through him any more. The smile in her eyes always carried a hint of chilliness. From beginning to end, they had also sent people to monitor his every move. Those people had mysteriously disappeared.

"How could I hurt you, and how could I bear to hurt her? "Go back, you're still my good sister."

Leng Yuxin dodged from the hand that he stretched out to caress her own face. Aren't you afraid that we'll tell this to brother? "

"Hearing that, Leng Mufei smiled and spoke with certainty." She won't, you … "Not to mention."

If one were to say, Luo Shang would not wait until now. Leng Yuxin naturally did not want to see the two brothers become enemies, and she would not do so.

He was always like this, unmoved even when the sky collapsed, as if everything was already under her control. Leng Yuxin had a nagging feeling that the man in front of him was definitely not Leng Mufei, who had sent him into a sedan seven years ago when they were married.

"After so many years, you know what your brother has done to you. Don't be so cruel to him. This isn't fair."

Fair? His fairness had been denied him since his birth.

"He laughed softly, his expression not changing to one of gentleness." That's for me and him. Stop plugging people in. I'm afraid that the unmarked cemetery won't be able to accommodate their corpses. "

Holding the umbrella in his hand, his long robe fluttered behind him as he walked out of the courtyard.

Leng Yuxin's body trembled as she leaned on the wall behind him. He had already known this a long time ago, were those people all killed by him? Could it be that the meekness on the surface was all an act?

Since when did this person become so terrifying?