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Not far from the Phoenix-resting Chamber, there really was a deep and quiet path, and it was a very remote place. There was only one path that led to Ethereal Opening, and it was an uneven path filled with stumbling, and stepping on top of it caused bursts of pain, and her heart was wandering in this place.

The flourishing branches and leaves crossed each other to cover the entire area, not leaving the slightest gap. Finally, she stood under the tall and thick wall, the weeds grew to the middle of the wall, and an unspeakable pain surged up in her heart. She was afraid that everything was exactly as Yun Xiu said.

The metal door was locked, but when she touched it, it quietly slid down and landed at her feet. She was such a clever woman that she would fall for such a small scam. Was it because he loved her too deeply, or because she gave him too much.

The door was slowly pushed open by her, and a large area of dry, forget-me-not hanging down on the two sides of the courtyard appeared before her eyes. Clenching her fist tightly, Luo Shang stepped onto the weeds as she walked step by step towards the door that was tightly shut red-brown colored.

Only after her hands paused for a while did she have the courage to push open the door. In the corner of the screen, the curtains of the Golden Salamander Bidens fluttered in the sky, and a faint fragrance of Tian Zhu floated in the air. It was as if there was a faint fragrance wafting in the air, and white silk hung from the beams of the houses.

On a tall golden table, there were all kinds of offerings. In the middle of the table, there was a tombstone made from Nanmu wood.

With a glance, she saw a few bloody words on it. Love Wife, Bai Yuee's Tomb.

Loving his wife. She was his wife. What did he count as?

Luo Shang was completely stunned, her mind was completely blank, with every step she took, the Tian Zhu fragrance would make her unable to breathe.

Bai Yuee was already gone, that was his past, she shouldn't bother about it. But why, why did he have to live in the past, why did he bring her into the same world as himself?

There was an empty tombstone erected next to the tombstone, there were no words on it. This was what Leng Shaoyu wanted to be able to prepare for Yue after she died.

Luo Shang laughed speechlessly. Just as she reached out her trembling hand to touch it, an ice-cold voice sounded out from behind her. Why are you here? "

What a familiar voice, even though it was a question.

She turned slowly, smiling, and looked at him.

The man looked at the tombstone and the surrounding undamaged before turning to her. His expression suddenly changed. A cold light burst out of his ice-cold eyes. The gentleness had long since vanished from his eyes, leaving behind only coldness and anger.

His tall figure closed in, and his condescending face was once again the same as before, causing people to feel fear in their hearts.

"Such cold words, such cold words, it's as if a long, thin ice bar had sunk deeply into my heart." Who let you in here? What did you do? "

Luo Shang looked at him, her eyes filled with tears, trying her best to not let it flow. She suddenly laughed, and raised her head, meeting his cold eyes. What do you think I can do? What would I do with a tombstone? "

"The reason why you're so excited is just to hurry up and get the tombstone. If you saw it break, what would happen?" She was almost able to joke around as she pursed her lips and said these words in front of his eyes.

Seeing Leng Shaoyu's cold face darken, he frowned. The viciousness in his eyes seemed to be able to pierce through her.

"Kill me? "Haha …"

After a delicate laugh, a fierce slap resounded in the room.

This slap was much heavier than usual. It was so ruthless. In the blink of an eye, Luo Shang's body fell onto the ground.

She slowly stood up and stared at him with her beautiful eyes. She smiled at him as she wiped the blood from the corner of her lips with her finger.

Leng Shaoyu retracted his cold eyes. This kind of Luo Shang made people's heart ache. She was so arrogant, her eyes seemed to be indifferent to everything, but at this moment, there was only sadness, but also a faint smile.

He reached out to touch her face, but she pulled away.

Luo Shang's nose turned red and her eyes turned completely red. Not a single tear escaped as she slowly said in an exceptionally calm voice: "Your beloved wife is her, then what about me, what do I count as?"

"Why didn't you tell me that there had always been an irreplaceable existence for her in your heart? You let me live in the Phoenix-resting Chamber, and let me dance that Meng Yi Wu. You... "How can you be so selfish and cruel?"

"Is it important who I love? "So what if my love is given to her?" His voice was low, but his face was still handsome. There was a thick gloominess on it, and the ruthlessness in his eyes gradually dissipated. Leng Shaoyu believed that even if he loved Yue, he would still be able to give his anything.

It was because this woman was too dissatisfied.

After listening to his words, Luo Shang actually laughed out loud, as she swallowed the tears in her heart. What can you do if you give her love? But I gave you love, what should I do? "

If she had known from the beginning that she would not come, she would not have been tempted by him.

She was so arrogant, how could she be willing to be someone else's substitute?

Leng Yuxin said that he was a person who loved others. Once she loves someone, she would not let them go. But unfortunately, the person that the man in front of him was in love with, was never him.

If she didn't come here, was he going to hide it forever, for how long, for the rest of his life?

Luo Shang pursed her lips that were filled with bitterness, she slowly undid the jade pendant on her waist, only half of it was given to her by him the day they left the city. She thought that they could really turn white, but the dream still woke up like this.

"This is something that belongs to her. I'll return it to you, and from now on, we won't owe each other anything." With tears in her eyes, she placed the jade pendant on the table, turned around, and left with her initial faint smile.

Could she really not owe him anything? She had already given her heart to him, so how could she take it back?

Leng Shaoyu frowned, his slender and long black eyes couldn't bear to look straight at his. He grabbed Luo Shang's arm that was turning around, a faint worry carried in her cold voice. What do you mean, we owe each other nothing? As long as you are willing, I will treat you as if this had never happened before and will treat you as if you were Yue. "

A chuckle passed. With half a glance of flirtation and disdain, she slowly moved his hand away. Without hesitation, she said, "I don't want to."

He turned around and walked out.

She was unwilling and unwilling, only willing to become a substitute that would never be able to obtain his heart.