Vampire cute baby tomb robber

355 Never thought of hurting (4000)

Nangong Baiye's chest was slightly tight, and his eyes were long, as if he was looking through her at someone from a long, long time ago.

Nangong Baiye knew that the person he missed was probably his former self.

So obvious and depressing.

It's just that Nangong Baiye couldn't understand.

Yes, she couldn't understand.

If a person lives for a lifetime and loses his memory, it means starting anew.

She didn't want to hurt him, but she couldn't accept him.

Whether it is physically or emotionally, she can only think of him as a demon who made a contract with her, nothing more.

Nangong Baiye withdrew his eyes from him, stretched out his hand to push away his embrace, kept the distance between them, and walked forward.

Beiming Liancheng stood in the darkness of the heavy snow, the strong wind whizzed past, rolled up his big fur cloak flying around, far away, motionless for a long time...

Behind him is the setting sun, red and eye-catching.

None of the guards waiting around dared to step forward, they just looked at the tall and straight figure, standing proudly in front of the Xuanwu Gate, silent as night.

After a while, he paced back and forth, his figure flickered slightly, and he could only see the faint phantom when he moved quickly...

In the distance, Nangong Baiye had already reached his destination, half hidden behind the stone wall, listening to the conversation inside, his eyes were bright.

"Doctor Huang, let me say it again, get out of the way!" Nangong Rongguang's voice sounded very cold, with a unique sense of oppression.

The imperial doctor faltered: "Young master, this humble minister is just a doctor who sees a doctor, so don't make things difficult for this humble minister. The Seventh Prince came down just now, and His Majesty didn't even allow him to enter the Chaoyang Palace. It is very difficult for this humble minister... …”

Chaoyang Palace?

Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes, glanced at the heavily guarded palace, turned around and disappeared into the twilight.

Nangong Rongguang was still dealing with the imperial physician, but there was a gloomy hissing sound in the palace. Nielong licked the corner of his lips and smiled, with a strange expression, which made people puzzled.

A black shadow hovered from the grass, with his head bowed down, his hoarse voice was like a poisonous snake uttering a snake letter: "It seems that if the emperor is not released, the people at Nangongyuan will become suspicious."

"It doesn't matter." Nielong laughed, and said viciously: "Anyway, you have broken through the seal, and it doesn't matter if you have the emperor as a puppet."

Heiying bent over, looking very small: "Even so, we have to be on guard. The adult is about to be born, so we can't make any mistakes. Only when the current situation is stable, the plan will go smoothly."

"I understand." Nielong stretched out his hand and stroked his lower abdomen, with a sinister smile: "Don't worry, I already have a solution, just do something to distract them..." As she spoke, she twisted Turn your head, the corners of your mouth are slightly hooked, sometimes.The onmyoji who has gone bad is scarier than anyone else...

Sunset, Qufu.

Qu Chuxiao woke up from her sleep drenched in cold sweat, looked at the beam with fear, and shouted: "Come on!"

The personal maid came in hurriedly: "Miss, the servant is here."

Qu Chuxiao forced herself not to think about the dream just now, and looked back and forth in the room with a dry mouth, but she couldn't see Nangong Rongguang's figure.

She got up from the bed agitatedly, put on her embroidered shoes, and went to the window with her hands slightly tight.

The servant girl hurriedly followed, and put on a red cloak for her.

Qu Chuxiao looked out the window, her eyes dimmed, she had a dream, in which Nangong Baiye found out everything she did back then, and announced it to the world...

It seems that she shouldn't have kept Mo Niang from the beginning.

People should be killed directly, and there won't be so many things later.

Up to now, that woman still has an extraordinary place in Nangong Rongguang's heart.

Childhood sweetheart, huh.

Since she can snatch Nangong Rongguang over, she can make Mo Niang shut up forever...

Qu Chuxiao lowered her head and looked at her smooth arm.

What puzzled her was that her demon brand had disappeared.

The unprecedented sense of relief made her happy for a while, so she didn't worry about the devil girl.

Thinking about it now, no matter how stable her position is now.

As long as Mo Niang is alive, it is very possible to take Nangong Rongguang away from her...

Qu Chuxiao tightly clenched the hand hidden under the wide sleeve, and then let go.

She still doesn't do enough.

Let the devil girl have self-knowledge, and clearly realize what she is!

Qu Chuxiao's eyes turned, and she looked sideways at the maid standing beside her: "I heard that the family has been trying to find a wife for Brother Luo recently."

"Yes, Miss." The servant girl replied softly, "There are people visiting the main house every day, so it's very lively."

Hearing this, Qu Chu smiled slightly: "Auntie and the others are interested?"

"It's a good young lady who has been with Madam for the past two days." The servant girl answered very carefully.

Qu Chu's thin lips curled up slightly: "We went to see this young lady, we've been here for two days, and we haven't invited her to drink tea yet."

"Yes." The servant girl lowered her eyes.

Qu Chuxiao turned her back and laughed, with a dark air under her eyelids...

At night, Chang'an Avenue is crowded with people, except for the bleak and deserted Rosemary, the surrounding inns and teahouses are overcrowded.

When this time comes, it is the busiest time in the capital. Whether it is a scholar studying hard in Beijing or a person from the world, they will come out to stroll around the long alleys, eat and write at this time.

As soon as Nangong Baiye came out of the palace, he went straight to the teahouse.

It was different from when I went, there was no one around, and it was somewhat awkward.

Even Mo Niang was asking, "Why didn't you see the Seventh Hall?"

Nangong Baiye took the abacus from her hand, and flipped it casually twice.

Seeing her like this, Mo Niang didn't say much, she just handed over the account book on the counter to Cha Xiaoer, found a seat by the window in the hall and sat down, Sushou poured a cup of tea for Nangong Baiye.

Nangong Baiye just took a sip when he heard a familiar voice from the counter: "Call your boss over here."

Mo Niang poured tea with her finger slightly, and she glanced at Nangong Baiye with a calm expression: "You drink tea first, I'll go and have a look."

Nangong Baiye hummed, holding the tea bowl with his finger, looked at Qu Chuxiao who was standing in front of the counter, and frowned slightly.

Qu Chuxiao didn't seem to see her eyes, with white sand around her face, she said in a soft voice: "Sister Mo, it's great that you are here, I brought my friends here today, just want to be here with you Have a few cups of tea. This friend of mine rarely goes out and has never been to this tea shop, so you can introduce some special tea to us."

"Miss Qu, you don't have to be so polite. I don't like tea, but Biluochun is fine." The woman following Qu Chuxiao was wearing a well-crafted navy blue dress and a sable cape, so it was not hard to tell her origin.

Qu Chu smiled sweetly, pulled her hand over, and put it in her palm: "Sister Lipo, what are you talking about, you are the one Luo Ge likes, when I came, my aunt told me to let you I love to take care of you, although the tea in this tea shop is good, but it is divided into first, second and third class, how can a woman like Sister Li Po, who is both talented and beautiful, be casual."

Mo Niang was smart, and when she heard this, she also understood why Qu Chuxiao came here. She was lazily leaning against the counter, her long curly hair hanging straight down to her legs, and her fiery dress matched her Her brows and eyes are more refined and cold.

That Li Po seemed to have known her a long time ago, raised his head and smiled at Mo Niang, then looked at Qu Chuxiao, with a bit of shyness on his face: "Mr. Luo and I just met..."

"Sister Lipo, you're bluffing." Qu Chuxiao said softly, "Brother Luo, he's been a bohemian since he was a child. I've never seen him care so much about anyone. Auntie and the others like it." You are very satisfied, where is the friendship you have known for a few days..."

Nangong Baiye paused while drinking tea, and looked at the smiling Mo Niang, his chest tightened suddenly, feeling empty and aching.

She is still the same.

Even if it is uncomfortable, you have to pretend that you don't care.

Just like a queen standing on the battlefield, no matter when and where, she will always have a beautiful smile, without showing any weakness.

Perhaps, except for myself, no one can know.

When she smiles, she is the loneliest...

"You two ladies." Nangong Baiye walked over and put his hands on Mo Niang's shoulders with a smile: "If you want to talk about family matters, you can go home and talk."

Qu Chuxiao turned her eyes around and smiled softly: "Sister Baiye, you are all open for business, so it's not good to drive out the guests who come to drink tea like this, we have paid money after all."

"Have you paid the money?" Nangong Baiye chuckled, turned his head and told Cha Xiaoer: "Return the money to this young lady, and go outside to set up a sign saying (We don't welcome any Qu family members) These few words."

Hearing this, Qu Chu's stingy and soft face was a little unnaturally distorted, she looked at Nangong Baiye, tried not to let her hostility show, she only hooked her thin lips, and innocently opened her big eyes: " Sister Bai Ye, how could you go so far!"

"Miss Qu." Nangong Baiye clasped his fingers on the account book, and smiled handsomely: "I opened this store, and it is my right to let anyone come and not let anyone come. I don't think I am too much. Rather, As soon as Ms. Qu came, she asked our boss to accompany you by name, did she come to pick a place?"

Qu Chuxiao pretended to be wronged: "I didn't mean that, but the relationship between Sister Mo and Brother Luo has always been very good. Sister Mo is so many years older than Brother Luo, and she must still remember many embarrassing things about Brother Luo when she was young. I just brought Sister Lipo over here, thinking of drinking tea and chatting at the same time, I didn't expect to make Sister Mo so unhappy..."

When the devil heard this, she laughed softly: "About Qu Luo, wouldn't it be faster to ask the old lady? What are you trying to tell me when you come to me this time? Qu Luo is going to marry a wife, so I'm a little self-aware? Qu Chuxiao, Qu Chuxiao, you think too much, if possible, neither you nor Qu Luo, I don't want to see it."

"Really..." A hoarse and evil voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Mo Niang looked back, and saw Qu Luo standing outside the door in fur and fur, with big snowflakes falling down on his shoulder pads.

The silver armor and the blood-red robe make people feel that he has noble features and evil charms.

Mo Niang looked at him and said flatly, "Yes."

"Then why do you want to come back?" Qu Luo paced over, his dark eyes were filled with frost that had never been seen before: "If you don't want to see us, just don't go back to Beijing."

Mo Niang chuckled lightly and said in a lazy tone, "I also have things I want to do."

"What do you want to do is to avenge the Mo's family, or just to see him again?" Qu Luo raised her thin lips, with a cool evil charm in her voice: "Sister Mo, you really don't change your mind. Do you think Nangong Rongguang will marry you according to the agreement at that time?"

Mo Niang's thin lips slightly raised: "No, didn't you say long ago that I am no longer the eldest lady of the Mo family, and I am nothing without this halo."

"I've said so many things, Sister Mo obviously forgot everything, so I just remembered this one sentence." Qu Luo leaned over, reached out to lift Mo Niang's long hair, and smiled evilly: "It really makes me People are moved."

Mo Niang didn't take a step back, and no matter what actions he made, there was always a faint smile on his face.

At that moment, Qu Luo felt unprecedented pain.

He remembered his childhood.

She stands in front of him and beats those young masters who bully him black and blue, and won't let him suffer any grievances. Whatever the Holy Majesty rewards her, she will take it to Qu Mansion and give him half of it.

But now, she told people that if possible, she didn't want to see him at all...

Ah.

Qu Luo raised his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more evil: "I am indeed going to marry a wife, but it probably has nothing to do with you, does it?"

"You also want to post to me?" Mo Niang hesitated, her eyes were like ink: "I probably won't go."

After hearing her answer, Qu Luo's hands clenched violently: "Chu Xiao, you heard me, and I won't do this kind of thing in the future."

Qu Chuxiao answered yes softly.

Qu Luo turned around, the corner of his robe rolled out in a hunting arc with the north wind.

Qu Chuxiao looked at Mo Niang, and slightly hooked her thin lips. The two of them passed by, with a soft voice: "It seems that someone told you before me, what is your identity, Luo Ge is obviously stronger than me. clever."

Mo Niang didn't move, her back was straight, yet mature and beautiful.

She always knows how to hide her truest emotions.

This is what she learned in prison.

Can't lose, let alone cry...

"Demon lady." Nangong Baiye opened his dry and thin lips, feeling that he should say something.

But Mo Niang looked back from the pedestrians who left, and the corner of her mouth slightly curved: "Okay, clean up, you and Boss Pei have an appointment to meet at night, I will help you make tea."

Nangong Baiye looked at Mo Niang who was making the tea set jingle, walked over, hugged her waist from behind, and rubbed her head: "Hey, if you are sad, I can drink with you."

"This is a tea shop, what kind of wine do you drink?" Mo Niang lowered her voice and smiled lightly, "I'm not sad."

Nangong Baiye hummed, looked at the broken porcelain bowl under her hand, and stopped.

If not sad.

Why are my hands shaking...