Mo Ran didn't speak, but after a long time, he smiled brightly.
"It's a good one. Only one owner lives in one pavilion. It's a good story."
He Shi Shiran stepped on the cold stone surface with bare toes and neatly trimmed feet, the veins on the back of his feet were faint, and he stopped in front of Song Qiutong.
Then Mo Ran raised one foot, and with the tip of his toe, he tapped Song Qiutong's chin, making her look up at him.
"Have you been holding back these words for a long time in your heart?"
He looked at her panicked face, and smiled: "Empress Song, there are many things in the past, I haven't asked you properly, since you said some heartfelt words to me today, why don't we Come on, let me talk to you."
"Let's start with the recent things. On the day I went to the Snow Palace, I obviously locked Chu Wanning in the bedroom. Tell me, why did he appear in Kunlun Mountain? Who lifted the ban for him, let He came to find me?"
Song Qiutong trembled suddenly and said, "I don't know!"
She was too eager to argue, and even forgot to mention the concubine's identity, but used "I".
The ink burned and laughed, and he said: "Okay, if you don't know this one, then I will ask you the next one. That year I appointed you as the empress and asked you to assist the summit of death and life. At that time, because Chu Wanning was disobedient, I was imprisoned in the water prison to reflect"
When he mentioned this matter, Song Qiutong couldn't help turning pale, and his lips couldn't help trembling.
"You visited him by exploring the prison. But you were despised by him"
"Yes, yes." Song Qiutong hurriedly said, "But Your MajestyAh Ran, I told you about this all those years ago. Master Chu told me to get out of the prison, and there were many insults in his words. He not only scolded me I, and His Majesty scolded me together, I was so angry at the timeI"
"I know." Mo Ran smiled slightly, "You were too angry at the time, but Chu Wanning was a felony, and he could not be punished without the permission of this seat. So you punished and ordered people to live Ten of his nails were pulled out, and a thorn was nailed into each of his fingertips."
Song Qiutong's eyes were full of panic, and he argued: "Your Majesty, when you came back, you praised me for a good job!"
Mo Ran smiled: "Ohreally?"
"You you said that people who speak dirty words should be treated like this. You told my concubine at that time that the punishment would be lighter. If he speaks rudely again next time, you canyou can stop it His ten fingers" The more she spoke, the softer her voice became, and finally she looked at Mo Ran's creepy smile, and fell limply on the ground, with tears in her eyes, "Ah Ran"
Mo Ran sighed softly, and he said with a smile: "Qiu Tong, it's been too long, what I said back then, what I didn't say, I have forgotten."
"" The woman clearly guessed Mo Ran's thoughts from just now, but when she heard this sentence, her body still trembled violently.
"I've always been dreaming these days. I dreamed that day, I came back from the Yin Mountain and went into the dungeon. I saw his hands were festered and full of blood" Mo Ran said slowly, and at the end, the voice suddenly Tighten it tightly, with a cold light in his eyes, "I am not happy."
Song Qiutong said helplessly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty No, Ah Ranyou listen to meyou calm down and listen to me"
"This seat is not happy."
Mo Ran didn't seem to hear anything, and lowered his face expressionlessly, looking coldly at the woman curled up on the ground.
"You coax me, okay?"
With his frosty look, coupled with such a proud begging, even though Song Qiutong has been with the king and the tiger for so many years, he can't help getting goose bumps all over his body, and even his scalp is numb. She smelled the wind and rain, raised her dark brown eyes, and looked up at him with a small crouch. She crawled over and fell on Mo Ran's ankle.
"Okay, Ah Ran can say whatever he wants, what Ah Ran wants me to do will make him happy? I must do it well do it well"
Mo Ran leaned over, pinched her chin, and raised her face.
He smiled, very cute and innocent.
It was as if when he first saw her at Confucianism Gate, he revealed two deep dimples sweetly, pulled her sleeves and said, "Little Junior Sister, what's your name? Oh, don't be afraid, I don't want you to be afraid." Hurt you, you talk to me, okay?"
shudder.
After many years, he almost used the same expression, the same tone, but said something different.
He said sweetly and gently: "Qiu Tong, I know that you are sincere, and I am willing to do anything to make me happy"
His fingertips stroked her soft lips.
&nb?In this way. Mo Ran said, "I'll ask him." "
He went to the depths of the water pavilion and came to the red lotus pond. Chu Wanning's body was lying there, and it was no different from falling asleep.
Mo Ran sat on the ground, he held his chin and said, "Master."
The wind sent the lotus fragrance, and he looked at the man who was blushing in the pool, the man with his eyes closed, and suddenly felt that he had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say.
For Chu Wanning, he always seems to have a very full emotion, but the emotion is too mixed, there are so many ups and downs in it, he can't taste whether he hates this person more, or has more other feelings, he really I don't know what to do with this person.
He once told himself that leaving Chu Wanning by his side was just to vent his hatred and satisfy his selfish desires, but later Chu Wanning died, but he left behind this body that could no longer be lingering with him, and the graves had already been erected Good, but not willing to bury.
In fact, what's the use of keeping this cold, motionless, and speechless corpse?
He probably doesn't know himself.
Having experienced too much, the initial little clean thing has been completely submerged.
When Chu WanNing was alive, the two of them rarely had a peaceful time together.
Now that Chu Wanning is dead, there is some cruel gentleness between the dead and the living. Mo Ran often visits him, carrying a pot of Lihuabai, just watching and not talking much.
At this moment, with the rebel army encircling the mountain, he knew that his life span would be exhausted, and Chu Wanning's body was the pinnacle of life and death, the only old man who had been with him forever.
Mo Ran suddenly wanted to have a good chat with this cold corpse. Anyway, Chu Wanning was already a corpse. He couldn't resist or scold him. No matter what he said, he had to listen obediently.
But he moved his mouth and his throat choked.
In the end, I only said one sentence.
"Master, please take care of me." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com