C562 (1/2)
Just as she was about to turn back, Chu Leng asked to take off her gown and criticize her.
”It's getting cold. Be careful.” Chu Leng asked.
Ink string month only feel a warm heart, said: ”thank you.”
”Tonight I hear a lot of people in the city, and there's a fight. Is there something wrong with the city?”
They had already gone into the field.
Mo Xianyue suddenly looked up at the stars and sighed.
”Chu Leng asked, do you know how cruel the world is?”
Chu Leng asked to be silent for a while, return a way: ”I know.”
”Do you know how cruel human beings are?” She was in a bit of a mood.
”I know.” Chu Leng asked, still saying so.
”Do you know that some people's cruelty is appalling, that hellish scene, do you know?”
Chu Leng asked, suddenly caught her hands, let her struggle is not to let go.
Chu Leng asked, looking directly at her, ”you are tired enough. Don't think too much. That will only make you more tired.”
”I'm just feeling for a moment. It's OK.”
”Every place has its own rules of existence, and you don't have to care too much.”
”Well, I know.”
Seeing her like this, Chu Leng asked with a sigh, ”I know your mood is hard to calm down for a while, so say something else.”
”Say what?”
”Like what happened to you before.”
What happened before?
She grew up in Mojiabao. There was nothing to say except training and fighting. She was very happy when she came to the palace.
”There's nothing to say about the past.”
”Since you don't want to say it, and I don't want to, say something you like.”
”What I like?”
What she likes is really nothing. She has strict training since childhood, and the less things she takes for her tasks, the better.
”If it's really what you want Should be the kind of carefree day, nothing to think about, sleep every day to wake up naturally, hungry to eat, eat to play that kind of day, is not very ambitious
Chu Leng asks a Leng, ”isn't your days in the palace like this?”
”Although the days in the palace are similar to those just mentioned, there are essential differences.”
”What's the difference?”
”No matter how comfortable the life in the palace is, it's also in the palace, which gives me the feeling that it's a cage, but it's different outside. No matter how tired or bitter it is outside, as long as you live happily and yourself, that's the real life. The difference lies in freedom.”
Freedom!
Chu Leng asked, wondering why she was so eager for freedom!
Mo Xianyue said: ”if one day, I would like to grow old in a place where no one knows me.”
There are too many things in the world that make her feel cold and tired, but she can't compete with the rules of the world, and finally she has to avoid them.
If you can't stir it up, can't you hide it?
Perhaps in a word: her heart is tired!
Since her mother died, she has been living under these rules and growing up slowly. Until now, she finally has the strength to escape.
”If one day you Will you take me with you
Chu Leng asked a strange sentence, ink string month also don't know how to answer is good.
Every time she thought about it, she thought of someone.
A person who doesn't know what the relationship is.
Nangong Hao!
She and his relationship has not been clear, said it was husband and wife, but the agreement, said it is not, he is still short of the last line of defense, all are occupied by him. But she couldn't like him because she was a thief.
Why?
Why do you think of him? He's overbearing, cold, and doesn't know how to pity others. In front of him, Chu Leng asks her tenderly and thoughtfully. She cares for him everywhere. No matter where he is, he is hundreds of times better than that smelly man. But why do you always think of him?
Is it because I miss the life in the palace?
Or is he infatuated with wealth?
No matter how good, he is always the prince, is the next master of Tianyue emperor, and he is just a thief, absolutely no reason to be together.
A lot of wishful thinking, wake up, found Chu Leng asked staring at her.
Ink string on the face a red, way: ”see what?”
Chu Leng asked and said with a smile, ”you look very charming just now.”
Ink string on Jiao angry way, ”glib.” He gave him a free blow.
Who knows just hit on his arrow wound, Chu Leng asked originally recovered face, suddenly turned pale again, he forced to bite the root of his teeth, forehead big sweat, flowing on the cheek.”Sorry, I I didn't mean to Mo Xianyue looks at her injury.
Blood spilled from the wound and dyed the gauze red.
”I'll help you go back and change your dressing first.”
Chu Leng asked and nodded. Ink string month again carefully help Chu Leng asked medicine bandage, for fear of touching the wound, so this bandage took a lot of time.