Tyrant’s Consort Too Arrogant - Chapter 227

Yiren’s fingers moved, and the last picture in his brain was Yifu.

The garden behind Yifu.

The weather was fine and the clouds were rolling. She sat down on the porch and looked at the green vines in front of her. The caterpillars arched and wriggled over the swing.

This is not her memory, but the memory of her body.

Remember quietly.

Ah Xue

At the age of 17, Helan Kui is already a beauty loved by everyone in this area.

Every day, she carries Pei Ruochen’s bookcase and jumps in front of him. She always sends him to the teacher’s school. Occasionally, she sits down for a while, but she can’t sit still. After a while, she runs away.

At this time, Pei Ruochen can only reluctantly shake his head. Sometimes, he will think of another person.

When I was in Dongshan mountain, I always slept happily below and quietly the man.

Helan Kui is the opposite of Yi. One is always too lazy to move, and the other is always idle.

Today, too, Helan Kui pretended to sit for a while. Turning her head, she saw a fat wild rabbit running outside. She immediately screamed, picked up her skirt and ran out happily.

Pei Ruochen shook his head and smiled. The fine wrinkles in the corners of his eyes sneaked in with the smile. He didn’t feel old, but it was the vicissitudes of years.

In the twinkling of an eye, fifteen years.

You disappeared with the cemetery. Or, still somewhere in the world, waiting for the day?

The Iraqi is missing.

This is a fact.

Helan Xue finally lost her breath and asked Liu Zhufeng for the address of Wei Shi. She planned to find the door alone. Liu Zhufeng held him and said in a deep voice, “Wei Shi has called me.”

“En?” Helan looked at him inquisitively with her snow side head.

“Wei Shi said that the Iraqi is not with her.” Liu Zhufeng hesitated but said firmly: “maybe she suddenly has something urgent. You go to other places in the meeting and I’ll ask the security guards…”

Before his voice fell, he Lanxue’s figure had disappeared. The building hosting the party had a total of more than 20 floors. It would take him a lot of time to search it layer by layer.

Liu Zhufeng breathed a little relieved, and then worried again. He took the sightseeing elevator to the top floor, and then saw Wei Shi’s special plane.

Wei Shi was sitting in the cockpit, waiting for him anxiously.

“What’s going on? How’s the Iraqi?” Liu Jifeng bent down into the cockpit and asked while wearing earmuffs.

Wei Shi didn’t move, but turned to him wearily and whispered, “I know it must be ridiculous to say so, but I really don’t know what happened. She… She’s dead.”

Liu Zhufeng seemed not to listen. He sorted out the earmuffs, turned his head and urged, “take me to see her right away.”

“Chase the wind…”

“Take me to her, now!” Liu Zhufeng whispered, with a serious expression that Wei Shi had never seen before.

Wei Shi also stopped talking nonsense. She also put on her helmet and pushed up the control handle.

This plane is dedicated to Weishi. She is the pilot.

The plane flew over Macao.

The stream chased the wind and looked down from the window.

The lights are on.

If something happens to Yi Ren, how should he explain to he Lanxue?

He gave up everything for her and came here.

Something happened to her.

Day, if Helan snow does anything, Liu Zhufeng can understand.

The plane soon arrived at Weishi’s residence, the gambling king’s residence, which was still frightening in the modern era of land and money.

He met Iraqi.

The little body, lying in the middle of a pile of instruments, was pale but peaceful.

“Yiren.” he went over and held Yiren’s hand.

Cold hands.

“I saw her feel sick and faint in the bathroom. I wanted to… But I didn’t know…” Wei Shi was very upset when she looked at the sadness on Liu Jifeng’s face. Liu Zhufeng, who has always played with life, ate her to death with his careless smile. Unexpectedly, he also has such a sad expression.

Their relationship with him may be really unusual.

“It’s none of your business.” Liu Zhufeng calmed down and didn’t scold Wei Shi. He was just gloomy and didn’t know what he was thinking.

Wei Shi was relieved.

But after watching the expression of Qingliu chasing the wind, she became worried again.

Always knew that he was unpredictable.

The current chasing the wind at this moment is not unpredictable, but… Far away.

Far away, no longer belongs to her world.

“Do me another favor and I’ll take her back. Remember, if Helan Xue comes to ask you, you just say you don’t know.” Liu Zhufeng made a decision after his initial shock and sadness. “Don’t tell anyone about it.”

“En…” Wei Shi stared at the dignified stream chasing the wind, and couldn’t refute it at all.

The helicopter rose again.

On the other side of the island.

Dugu Xi finally sent off the last guest. She just turned around and saw he Lanxue standing alone in the hall.

Look at her from a distance.

Handsome face, always confident, calm and indifferent face, dejected.

Dugu Xi raised his eyebrows and looked at him. He Lanxue was about to say something. He Lanxue suddenly looked up with tears in his eyes.

He is crying.

He’s crying!

“Something happened to her.” he Lanxue looked at Dugu Xi and said blankly, “my heart suddenly hurts. It hurts like something was dug away.”

Dugu Xi didn’t know how to react.

They always give her too many surprises.

The Iraqis who always think they are weak will also be so resolute and firm.

Helan snow, which has been calm and strong, will be so fragile.

“I don’t know where she is.” Dugu Xi lowered his eyes and said faintly, “but you really don’t have time. Go find her.”

She doesn’t look like lying.

He Lanxue stood in the hall for a while, then turned around and walked away quickly.

His back has not always been tall and straight, so in a hurry. Hasty and uneasy.

Dugu Xi looked at him silently, watched him disappear at the corner of the porch, and suddenly sighed.

Those who love the clock can really make people lose all their square inches and forget themselves at a loss.

It’s just that she never met.

She walked out at random. When she got down from the elevator, the lights were still on outside.

“Shifu.” just after walking a few steps, there was a low cry behind him. Then, one hand reached out and grabbed Dugu Xi’s hand, warm and firm.

Since Helan was unparalleled, few people have held her hand. Even if they get along day and night, they have never had such intimate behavior of holding hands because of their identity and their own scruples.

However, Liu Zhufeng now holds her like this, and she doesn’t feel abrupt.

Liu Zhufeng’s footsteps were in a hurry, so he dragged her to an empty court behind the hall.

“Chasing the wind?” Wei Shi, who was already inside, suddenly turned around when she heard the footsteps at the door,

I saw Liu Zhufeng holding his stepmother – originally, holding his stepmother was not a big deal, but their feeling was far from that of mother and son.

It’s no wonder that Mrs. Xi, Liu Zhufeng’s stepmother, is a rare beauty.

Wei Shi suddenly became vigilant, but Dugu Xue quickly threw away Liu Zhufeng’s hand, and her inexplicable feeling disappeared.

“Master, is there any other way?” Liu Zhufeng led Dugu Xi to her side and asked anxiously.

Dugu Xi looked at her for a long time. The pale girl gave her too many unexpected girls. There is no breathing.

“Master!” Liu Zhufeng stared at her and said word by word, “help her.”

He had never asked her so seriously that she was a little confused and asked subconsciously, “why?”

“Because… They are my friends.” Liu Zhufeng sighed, “also because I don’t want to be disappointed.”

Since when, the matter between Helan snow and Yi people is no longer their own.

It carries the accomplishment and expectation of too many people.

“Help her.” Liu Jifeng stared at her and repeated these words.

Dugu Xi looked at him quietly.

Helan snow has searched all the places around.

My heart is getting more and more painful. I can’t breathe.

Something’s dissipating, he knows.

A very important and important thing was lost. He clearly noticed its departure and cut it inch by inch from his bone and blood.

That night, he reappeared in front of Liu Zhufeng.

Liu Zhufeng seemed to know that he would come to him, and wine glasses had been placed on the table.

The red liquid in the glass was shaking.

“Where does Wei Shi live?” he Lanxue asked.

Liu Zhufeng looked at him and stopped talking.

“Where is Wei Shi?!” he Lanxue suddenly rushed over, grabbed his collar, picked up Liu Zhufeng and asked.

“It’s none of Wei Shi’s business.” Liu Zhufeng sighed, “ah Xue…”

“Don’t call me that!” Helan Xue stopped coldly, then stepped back, “I’ll find her. She must have taken the Iraqi.”

“Ah Xue…” Liu Zhufeng ignored the collar torn by him and whispered, “there is no Iraqi in this world.”

Helan snow seemed unheard of. He still turned around and pulled the hairpin just picked up from the liuzhufeng table.

The hairpin that Iraqis put in their hair today.

His steps are faster and faster. Leave quickly. Leave the stream and chase the words that the wind is about to say.

“Ah Xue, the Iraqi is gone!” Liu Jifeng stood up and shouted at his back: “she’s dead! This time, you can’t catch her! It’s over! It’s over!”

“Shut up!” he Lanxue suddenly turned around and his eyes were ready to crack. “What are you talking about? She was still here, talking and laughing, still by my side!”

Sound and smile, so fresh.

“You will come to Macao to gamble. Didn’t you also discover this secret? You know, she can’t stand it anymore – ah Xue, listen to me. Yi really doesn’t exist, but…”

However, she is still there, but she is no longer Iraqi.

Just like five years ago, I gave up the body and the leisurely soul and returned to the place where you met.

You will not know each other and isolate time and space. You are lonely in her time, she is forgotten in your time.

It’s a pity that he Lanxue can’t hear the words behind.

Heartache, the whole body was lingchi, the pain can not be stopped, piece by piece, a little, broken, flesh and blood blurred.

He tasted a fishy sweetness in his mouth.

The front of Helan snow was blurred.

I seem to see her, but I don’t seem to see her.

The river is dense.

The Iraqi squatted on the other side, his hands supporting his jaws, and still smiled heartless, quiet and insightful.

Gradually blurred.

I look at your afterlife face by the Sansheng river.

But——

I can’t see your face clearly