C49 (2/2)
Qi Yanjun's heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness. His voice and eyes seemed to be blocked. He could not say anything.
He got out of bed and went out of the bedroom. He carefully closed the door and made no noise.
Blue Yue's face remained unchanged, and the corners of her mouth held a touch of ridicule.
Look, how gentle.
Before, all she wanted was his tenderness and love.
Now, she's not rare.
From the hospital to Liyuan, for lanyue, it's just like a prisoner changing a prison.
The last time she lived here, she tried to escape. But this time, she just felt that it didn't matter. Every day, she stood in front of the floor window, watching the sun rise and fall, watching the night fall and disappear. Day by day, in her heart, she had no idea of time. She was quiet and silent, like an old woman waiting to die.
”Young lady, this is the tonic that the young master asked us to stew for you.”
Mother Zhang sounded with a flattering voice, put the silver ear bird's nest in the tray aside, and couldn't pick out any flaws in every move respectfully, ”little madam, please, it's not good enough if it's cold.”
“……”
LAN Yue didn't look back and didn't respond.
Zhang Ma was embarrassed, but she didn't dare to persuade her again. She put the tonic down and went out. Half an hour later, she came in again. She found that the tonic was still there. She took a look at the figure standing still in the original place, collected the cold tonic and replaced it with a new one.
LAN Yue can not drink, but they are servants.
Time flies by in a day.
Dusk shrouded the land, as if covered with a layer of mysterious black yarn. Qi Yanjun went back to the pear garden in the bright moonlight, and looked at the housekeeper coming up. His lips were straight.
”She How are you today? ”
Who is she at a glance? Mother Zhang bowed her head respectfully.
”Like yesterday, I didn't eat anything.”
Qi Yanjun stooped to put on his slippers. His peach blossom eyes darkened. He replied and knew. Then he walked upstairs quickly.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw that she still kept the way he left in the morning, standing in front of the window, dazed. She shivered in the cold autumn wind, and her skin color was blue. But she seemed to be unconscious and motionless, which made Qi Yanjun feel angry.
”Blue Yue!”
He clasped his wrist, threw her all over the warm bed, and then covered her up, his voice was a little angry. ”It's just a child, but you are so nostalgic? Or is it the father you are reluctant to give up? ”
“……”
LAN Yue's indifferent eyes finally showed a touch of satire, like a sharp sword. Qi Yanjun's heart shrank.
Every time he saw her eyes, he was timid.
Dare not look straight.
”Sorry...” He helped his forehead, and his face was hidden in the gloom. It was unclear, ”I just...” I care.
Blue Yue closed her eyes, as if she was going to sleep. In the dark, her forehead was touched by a cool touch. Next second, she heard the sound of him getting out of bed. The footsteps came out of the bedroom, and soon she came back again. A strong smell of rice caught people's greedy insects.
”Open your mouth.”
With a low voice of command, blue Yue said nothing.
”Unless you want me to force it down.”
“……”
LAN Yue opened her eyes. In front of her was a spoonful of fragrant congee. She did not refuse, but opened her mouth and ate it.
However, her attitude made Qi Yanjun's heart sink. He would rather she quarreled with him, and quarreled with him, than ignore him directly.
After a few mouthfuls of porridge, LAN Yue pulled the quilt and closed her eyes again.
Qi Yanjun didn't force himself to take a bath. When he came out, he only had a bath towel around his waist. He had a strong waist with beautiful lines. His wheat skin added sexy temptation. Every inch of muscle was just perfect. He dried his hair, lay down and held her in his arms as usual.
Whether she was awake or not, he stroked her long hair with his long, slender fingers. His tone was light but majestic.
”Lan Yue, you are the wife of Qi Yanjun all my life.”
No matter how much he hated her, there was no denying that he could not let her go.
In that case, he will keep her even by any means.
Blue Yue's eyelashes quiver slightly. I don't know how. There is a sentence in my mind - Blue Yue. In a hundred years, you will be buried in my Qi's ancestral tomb.Is it only when she dies, or when he dies, that their entanglement stops?
A crazy idea is like a vine, twining in her heart, blue Yue quietly opens her eyes, slowly retreats from Qi Yanjun's arms, sits on one side, with the light moonlight, staring at his unique handsome beauty face, with a flash of hatred at the bottom of her eyes, with a heavy look.
She slowly extended her hand to him.
If she strangled him, would she be free?
Blue Yue's thin and white fingertips are particularly beautiful in the moonlight. When her fingers are only a few centimeters away from Qi Yanjun, she suddenly takes back her hands, has some blood colored lips and purses white. The weird light in her eyes is snapped off, and she laughs silently.
What about killing him?
Can her children come back?
Can she be the carefree blue Yue again?
No way.