Chapter 499

Time passes day by day.

Perilla was shut up in a dark room, out of sight, can only count three meals a day to calculate the time.

After calming down, she slowly began to think about something.

Zixuan told her that the death of the evil prince was caused by the poison of the little shadow of his close eunuch, and the little shadow is still missing.

But she knew very well that the murderer was herself. How could she become a little shadow?

What happened? It seems that someone planted the blame on the little shadow in order to get rid of himself.

Although Zixuan said so, zisu was very clear that Xiaoying could not be the murderer.

On the contrary, Zixuan's words made her more suspicious of master Longjing.

She knew very well that the little shadow was not afraid of crime at all, but was knocked unconscious and taken away by the master.

Jiequan Zimeng said, really have to let perilla doubt.

Is master really responsible for all this? After he succeeded in poisoning himself, he didn't want to be involved, so he took a small shadow to be his scapegoat?

Zisu was extremely reluctant to believe her conjecture and imagine her most trusted master as a bad person, but all kinds of evidences were put in front of her, which forced her to think so

Her guess, she thought, was probably the truth.

I'm afraid all this has something to do with her master, Long Jing.

If it's true, what should she do? How to calm the anger in my heart and face the master? How to give the dead prince a confession?

A month later, perilla finally came to light again.

These days, she is locked up day and night with nothing to do. In order not to let her imagination go on all the time, she can only place all her mind on the cultivation of martial arts.

In just one month, her internal force has broken through the fifth level and reached the sixth level.

As her internal power increased, her strength became stronger and stronger.

As soon as she got out of the dark room, perilla was like a runaway wild horse. She knocked down all the people who blocked her way, rushed to the stables, rode on her little black horse, and ran out of the country.

She's going to find Long Jing! Ask her master!

No matter what the answer is, she needs to know the truth!

Although she has been locked up for such a long time, she is extremely resentful of Ziyang, but at this moment, she can't find Ziyang to settle the accounts. She just rushes to find Longjing in a hurry.

The little black horse under her is still a gift given to her by the evil prince before the autumn service. The purple perilla never thought of it. Now the little black horse is still there, but the person who gave her the little black horse is no longer there.

As long as you think of the death of the evil prince because of yourself, as long as you think of what he said to yourself before his death, perilla's heart is like a knife.

That feeling may be difficult for people who have not experienced it.

You obviously hate a person, hate to want him to disappear in front of you, but when one day he really disappeared, you find that you don't hate him as much as you think.

Even, will be sad because he left.

Especially when we know that his disappearance is caused by our own stupidity, it not only strikes us, but also makes us feel guilty.

The words that the evil prince said to himself before he died have been ringing in Perilla's mind

Those words rang over and over again... Made her feel more and more bored

It was evening when he was released from the darkroom, and now it was almost dark.

Driven by perilla, the little black horse ran all the way and soon arrived at the courtyard where Longjing lived in Yangcheng.

Perilla didn't wait for the little black horse to stop, so she quickly turned over and jumped off the horse's back and nearly fell down.

After stabilizing herself, she turned and ran towards the courtyard.

"Master! Master

Zisu pushed open the door of the yard and cried as she ran inside.

The side of the Perilla blossom just right, a cluster of a cluster, bright and beautiful.

But at the moment, she had no intention to appreciate it.

When Xu heard her call, the door of the room opened from the inside, making a "creak" sound.

The pace of Perilla stopped suddenly.

Excited, she gasped, her eyes fixed on the man who appeared at the door.

She's dressed in white. She's a fairy. Who else can she be if she's not her master, Long Jing?"Master..." perilla murmured, feeling that the master's cry was very obscure.

Seeing the appearance of perilla, Long Jing's face was slightly stunned, and soon recovered as usual. He said indifferently, "su'er, here you are. Come in

He said, glancing at her, turning and walking towards the house.

Perilla standing in the middle of the yard, surrounded by Perilla flowers, the whole person looks very confused.

Looking at the master's figure disappearing at the door, her eyelids shook gently. After taking a breath, she moved her legs and followed him in.

When the Perilla came in, Long Jing, dressed in white, was standing at a small wooden table, holding a teapot in one hand and a teacup in the other.

"Sit down." Long Jing said lightly.

Looking at a man dressed in white as snow, the Perilla shakes his spirit and listens to him. He goes to the table and sits down.

"Try the new sun dried tea." Long Jing said, will pour their good tea to her in front.

Perilla looked at the tea in front of her, listened to his calm tone, did not know where a gas, suddenly rushed to stand up.

"Is it you?"

She asked in a dumb voice, looking directly at the person in front of her.

This is her master, the one she respects most, even the one she likes most.

If she could, she really didn't want to question him like this, but she came here today just to find out the truth.

She doesn't want to be in the dark.

Especially being cheated and used by the person who cares most

This is the last thing she can accept.

"Is it you or not?" Perilla accentuated the tone.

Although she didn't ask specifically, she knew he understood.

Long Jing's hand holding the teapot was slightly stiff, and he soon regained his composure.

"Drink tea. You can't taste it when it's cold."

"Long Jing!" Zisu gritted her teeth and stared at the man in front of her.

This is the first time that she called out his name with her surname instead of the usual sweet master.

Long Jing's eyes were slightly stunned. He finally put down the teapot and looked up.

"Is it you or not?" Perilla looked at him and asked again.

This time, her voice was hoarse, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

Long Jing's eyebrows slightly folded, quietly looking at the Perilla.

After a while, he said, "if it's me, how would you like to stay?"

His voice was as flat as ever, as if he were saying nothing.

If it was me, how would you be?

His words echoed in Perilla's mind, and the whole person froze.

"Do you admit it?" She shook her eyelids and suddenly two tears came out uncontrollably, "Long Jing, you executioner! I hate you