Chapter 144

After a whole day of tossing, bu Qingyi was finally able to go back to his room to have a rest when the moon was high.

She and Chen sui'er's room is next to each other, in the Chengyuan palace. The layout of the room is simple and there are only some necessary daily necessities, but the bed is covered with a gorgeous brocade quilt which is incompatible with other furnishings, which makes Bu Qingyi feel happy.

Of course, this kind of trick can only be played once, and Princess Xue should have seen through the truth. Maybe tomorrow, she will replace the bedding with something she really doesn't like. But bu Qingyi doesn't care. It's day by day to enjoy it. For a killer in the world, it's all in vain.

Lock the door, wash your face, walk in green clothes, lie comfortably on the luxurious bed, wave your sleeves, and the wind will turn out the candle lamp. She didn't take off her coat and just lay down in peace - she was used to being vigilant in a strange environment, and she was in a situation where she couldn't relax at all.

Bu Qingyi had a good amount of wine, but she was very sleepy after drinking. The two glasses of wine on the table brought her bursts of tiredness and urged her to sleep earlier. Bu Qingyi didn't resist this kind of sleepiness. In other words, she would rather go to sleep immediately, so that she could avoid wishful thinking and thinking of someone carelessly, which would lead to headache and amnesia again.

But she didn't realize that in her sleep, it might not be absolutely safe.

At first, the dream was messy and broken, and many people's faces and memory fragments flashed by. Gradually, the dream began to clear, that is, the room where she lived in the inn, there was no light, only the moonlight and snow reflected from the open window, and a face looking at him, pale and cold.

It's Gu rongsu. He looks at what she's saying, but she can't hear him. She can only see his lips keep opening and closing.

Bu Qingyi is very aware that she is dreaming. She can even feel a slight headache, but no matter how she struggles, she just can't wake up. It seems that there is some power to confine her in this room and lock her in this memory.

This is Did Sue lose that memory when she came uninvited that night?

“…… You don't want to leave him alone. "

In the stillness of death, Gu rongsu's voice suddenly appeared, but it was hard to understand.

"What?" Bu Qingyi asked subconsciously, and then suddenly found that she was already in the room, standing at the door, just a few steps away from Gu rongsu.

Gu rongsu looked at her, his eyes like thousands of swords, sharp and full of murderous: "all the time, Gu is pretending to be a good man, right? He seems to have said to a lot of people that his brother's death is a pity. He's very sorry, but he can't do anything about it, can he? Did he ever say that without him, if it wasn't for you, it wouldn't have happened? "

"What are you talking about?"

Gu Chaoxi's name gives way to Qingyi's head, and his head begins to ache violently. The buzzing tinnitus beats Gu rongsu's voice. She pressed her forehead with both hands, trying to guess what Gu rongsu was saying from his mouth, but her vision began to blur.

"He is The least damned It's all because of you You killed him The killer... "

Gu rongsu's voice is intermittent and hard to hear. The increasing tinnitus takes away Bu Qingyi's hearing. The terrible pain from her head to her limbs takes away her physical strength. The feeling that all her strength is evacuated makes her unable to stand. She squats on the ground with her head in her hands.

“…… What about game? I'll give you It's better to wash Yulin Make a few jars of good wine... "

Like thousands of ghosts in the howling tinnitus, whose voice vaguely across, calm, gentle, like telling a story, like whispering.

Listening to the voice carefully, bu Qingyi's headache and tinnitus gradually eased, and she finally remembered that the voice was so familiar, as always, it contained great power to protect it.

“…… "The return of ink?" Bu Qingyi finally heard his hoarse voice.

When I opened my eyes, it was still dark, but there was no gu rongsu's face as pale as death, no tinnitus that could drive people crazy, no headache that made her life worse than death, only the warmth that held her tightly.

Bu Qingyi closed his eyes at ease.

With him, there's nothing to be afraid of.

…… wait.

After Bu Qingyi made sure that she was sitting on the bed and was held in her arms by some shameless person, she took a deep breath, raised her fist, and estimated how much strength it would take to make people cry.

"Don't get excited, little girl. Don't do anything." Mo GUI left the bed wisely and quickly, went to the table and lit the candle.

The dark room was lit up in an instant.

It was quiet outside, probably late at night. Bu Qingyi looked down at his clothes soaked with sweat, wiped a handful of sweat in his fatigue, and said hoarsely, "when is it?"

"It's just past midnight." Mo GUI twisted a wet cloth towel and handed it to bu Qingyi. "You've had a nightmare for a long time. You can't wake up with a cup of tea."

Bu Qingyi wiped the sweat from his face and glared at him: "how can you be here? This is the harem. It's a capital crime to intrude without authorization. You're tired of it, aren't you? ""Do I have a choice?" Mo GUI seemed to have been wronged. He sighed hypocritically, "I miss you so much that I can't sleep. I really live like a year. I'm in a muddle. I'm already here when I come back."

"Fart, if it wasn't for many inquiries, would you know I was in the dew palace?"

"Maybe This is called "the heart has a soul?"

Bu Qingyi said nothing, grabbed the pillow and threw it at Mo GUI.

Shameless, shameless Besides these, what other words can be used to describe him? Bu Qingyi can't help but resent that she doesn't have much knowledge. If she can be as eloquent as those ladies, she has to write tens of thousands of words to scold him.

"Well, don't make any noise, be good." Mo GUI didn't know what his face was. When he returned the pillow, he reached over the top of Bu Qingyi's head and touched it. He said solemnly, "actually, I'm here to tell you that Qianhua has found the antidote for uncle Qin. When I came here, I spent a little money. It took me a lot of time to find out which room you lived in. In order to prevent others from hearing me, I didn't knock at the door. When I came in, I heard what you said. It seemed that I was trapped in a nightmare. "

"I dreamt that Gu rongsu came to me that day. Vaguely recalling something, he seems to say that the death of master fengxiao is related to me and the cabinet leader, but I really can't remember what happened, and I don't know if he has explained it to me. " Bu Qingyi knocked hard on his forehead. He was very angry with himself. "I don't know what's wrong with his brain, but there's something wrong at this time. I really want to poke it in with a sword!"

Just now, he felt her in a cold sweat, and heard her murmur in her dream. Mo GUI was already distressed. Seeing that she tortured himself so much, he took a cold breath and grasped Bu Qingyi's wrist.

"Be honest and don't blame me if you dare to do it yourself again!"

"my body, I has the final say, which garlic do you want to count on? What, you owe me money? " Bu Qingyi rolled his eyes.

She looks like a rogue, familiar people are used to it, do not take it seriously, Mo GUI is more common. But tonight, somehow, he didn't seem to be interested in joking and took it very seriously.

"Do you know that every time you deliberately joke, it's hard to get off the subject?" Mo GUI didn't let go of Bu Qingyi's hand, but looked at her and made her eyes nowhere to hide. His eyes, with a direct sense of coercion: "you think you can face it calmly, in fact? Every time you deliberately stagger the topic, isn't it to avoid talking about our relationship? Do you just hate my advances? "

He tried to be nice to her and wanted everyone to know that she was special to him. But what about her? Over and over again, he tried to use jokes to dispel the atmosphere he deliberately created, as if he didn't want others to know about their relationship.

Indeed, she said it's not the right time for her to come back. But in Mo GUI's opinion, the relationship between them should not be as simple as that between master and slave or between friends, at least not to the point where she desperately needs to cover up.

It felt like she was ashamed to admit her feelings for him.

"Don't you think you should give me an explanation?" Mo GUI is approaching again, and there is no way to escape when he is near to the foot of Qingyi.

Bu Qingyi took a deep breath and suddenly put out the candle with a wave of his hand.

She didn't want to be noticed in the middle of the night.

The renewed darkness brought a long silence. Bu Qingyi didn't know how to answer Mo GUI's question, and Mo GUI didn't continue to ask. They were very close, but they seemed to have an insurmountable barrier.

After a long time, Mo GUI let go.

"If you had told me from the beginning that I was amorous, it would have been better than it is now." His voice was as light as a sigh.

In the dark, bu Qingyi could feel his breath away. His heart was like his wrist, little by little, from hot to cold, as if he had returned to the piercing ice coffin.

Is he leaving?

I always feel that once he goes, he will never come back.

"Why don't you give me any time?" Bu Qingyi whispered, holding his head in his hands.

The distant footsteps suddenly stopped.

"I've given you, and I've been giving you time, waiting for you to sort everything out. But later I found out that no matter how long I gave you, you didn't have any change, saying that you wanted to prove something Heart in your own chest, still need to prove? You just don't want to take that step. Since it is meaningless for me to give you more time, and I can never wait for the answer I want, then... "

Mo GUI's words didn't finish, but he and she both knew what the words were.

He is not the kind of tangled person. No matter how much he likes it, if she doesn't want to, he will choose to let go.

Bu Qingyi suddenly didn't know what to do, and his mind was blank.

Has been used to his existence, in his gentle poison, he is going to let go?

Finally, she understood that his patience was limited."You wait, I..."

The sudden panic let buqingyi subconsciously jump out of bed, but she didn't have time to reach out, suddenly hit a headache like lightning, let her eyes a black, fell forward.