Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 72
His mood today is indeed very wrong.

What has he done?

Could it be that he had a sudden whim, and wanted to use her as a confidant, and tell her about his dark history in the past?

"No matter what you did to those people, it is their own fault." This kind of trust may be a kind of honor for others, Song Chuxi just pretended not to understand his voice, and said nonchalantly: "The people from the Song family want to kill me, and the people from the Duanmu family want to kill you. We're just paying back. Is there any right or wrong?"

Duanmuqi said that he is not a good person, but why is she not like him?
He does whatever it takes to achieve his goal, and she is equally selfish, only for herself.

When they do things, they don't care about right and wrong, right or wrong, and there is no question of choice between killing and being killed.

Duanmuqi, who was drunk, seemed to be appeased, rubbed his chin on her face vigorously, and said with satisfaction: "It's good to have you by my side!"

That tone of voice was unprecedentedly soft, like a child's.

Song Chuxi couldn't help but nodded solemnly and said: "Yes! With me by your side, you have found a treasure. I will help you. Duanmu's house will definitely be yours."

"En!" Duanmu Qi did not evade this time, and responded calmly, but after a while, he suddenly asked: "So—do you still want to go back to the Song family?"

want to go back?

It's not whether she wants to or not, but she has to go back.

This topic was mentioned for the first time between them.

Song Chuxi was subconsciously alert, weighed quickly in her heart, and said truthfully: "I want to go back!"

Her tone was firm, without any hesitation at all.

Duanmuqi's wine seemed to wake up suddenly.

His whole body was still for a moment, and then, slowly, slowly sat up straight, pushing her out of his embrace.

Song Chuxi knelt and sat opposite him.

In the night, except for his breathing, she couldn't feel his presence.

Then, Duanmuqi's finger stretched out, but as if he had sensed something, he was able to touch his cheek precisely.

"What? Is it not good to just stay by my side?" Duanmuqi asked.

She only stays by his side, and he can indeed ensure that everything goes well and well for her without any effort, but——

This was by no means the real purpose of his decision to keep her by his side.

Duanmuqi is an ambitious person.

Song Chuxi knew that his ultimate goal was definitely not just to control the Duanmu family.

He destroyed the bond between Duanmu's family and the imperial court and Yin Shao's party, because he had already thought of a more effective way out.

But back then, he would insist on keeping her regardless of what Song Chuqi did——

In fact, in order to take advantage of her status as the daughter of the Song family, Duanmuqi—

He was aiming at Nantang at all, he wanted to use her to get the Song family into his pocket.

It's just that although she knew it well, and perhaps Duanmuqi also expected that she might think of this, Song Chuxi still didn't point it out.

She calmly looked at his direction in the dark, with a playful expression, and half-truth said: "I want to go back to the Song family, wait for my sister to come back, until I get the exact news of her—I don't allow the Song family to completely Be controlled by those people!"

The girl's voice was clear and crisp, and the tone was pleasant, but with an unspeakable firmness.

Duanmuqi's fingers gently pressed against her cheek.

In the darkness, she didn't know what he was thinking, and he couldn't see the expression on her face.

Before I knew it, there was a crackling sound on the window paper outside, and I don't know if it was because of the premature hailstorm in this season.

Song Chuxi looked back at the sound, and murmured: "It seems that the sky has really changed."

"En!" Duanmu Qi responded, but his mind was obviously not here, and he said seriously after a while: "All things should be resolved in one go within a few days, and I don't guarantee that there will be no problems. What will happen, I can always take care of you in the mansion, you should be more careful, huh?"

"Okay!" Song Chuxi obediently agreed.

Only then did he realize that this was his real purpose for coming to see her tonight.

"Then I'll go first!" Duanmuqi straightened his robe and got up.

The room was dark, and Song Chuxi didn't know the environment well, so he didn't move at all.

She originally thought that there might be a rear window or a secret passage in the Buddhist hall, which allowed Duanmuqi to take advantage of the loophole, but after a while, there was a flash of fire in the direction behind her.

Song Chuxi turned her head subconsciously.

But I saw him open the door majesticly.

"Young master!" The two women guarding the gate came up with lanterns, with a respectful attitude.

Song Chuxi was taken aback for a moment, but then she understood——

That's right, even Yue Qingyang who was beside the old lady let him drive her around. Aren't these two rough envoys casually bought and sent?
Duanmu Qi walked out without looking back.

The two women closed the door, and the Buddhist hall was once again plunged into a bottomless night.

Song Chuxi lay down again bored, and began to silently count the crackling sounds on the window paper.

Duanmu Qi walked out of the small courtyard step by step.

In the evening, snow began to fall in the sky, but the snow was not heavy, and there was no white on the ground after it fell for an hour, and when he came out of the Buddhist hall, the snow had turned into a patter of winter rain.

The rain at the end of October was very wet and cold, and it didn't feel good when it fell on the skin.

Duanmuqi walked alone in the rain, went out the side door of the Buddhist hall, turned a corner, and the two women in the courtyard didn't go back to the side room to hide from the rain until his back disappeared.

Here, Duanmuqi stopped walking just as he turned the corner.

In the rain, someone stood with an umbrella in front of the shadow of a bush.

The corners of Duanmuqi's lips curled up in a cool arc, and he raised his eyebrows to look over, "What are you doing? Are you spying on me?"

(End of this chapter)