I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 283 Don't Trash Me
"It's really serious." Quan Jue approached her again, and said word by word with sharp eyes: "Su Tian, ​​don't make yourself look pious, you were the one who recruited me first, and you said we were married before. I was really happy at the time to be together for the rest of my life, I really thought that we could live forever, but you tell me now that this is just a game?"

Su Tian was so oppressed by his cold eyes that she could hardly breathe, she shrank her shoulders, feeling a little cold suddenly.

Cooling down, she thought.

Her whole world lost its warmth and began to cool down.

"It's just talk, there's nothing to do." Su Tian shook her head weakly, "You are a man, Quan Yi, if a man can afford it, you have to let it go. Be more straightforward, and don't let me look down on you."

The veins on Quan Juan's forehead twitched, and the voice forced out from between his teeth: "Su! Sweet!"

Su Tian sighed, and she heard her old-fashioned comforting Quan Juan: "Okay, just take it easy, you will always meet the next one."

"Shut up." Quan Yu couldn't stand her light, nonchalant tone, and interrupted her words decisively.

"Then tell me." Su Tian let out a lazy breath and stretched her waist in a completely careless gesture.

Quan Juan focused on looking at Su Tian in front of him, and said word by word: "I ask myself that there is no hypocrisy from the beginning to the end. I will give you my whole heart. It doesn't matter. You don't have to like it, or you can hate it." Me, but don't spoil me, okay?"

He had just finished speaking, but the eyes of the person in front of him slowly turned red, as if he had been bullied by the sky.

"Why are you crying?" Quan Juan looked at her, his heart full of emotions calmed down a little.

Obviously he should be crying, right?

She pierced his heart so full of holes that she cried herself?
Now, he looks like a villain.

Su Tian turned around silently, turned her back to Quan Yu, and tried to wipe away the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hand, her voice choked up, as if she had been wronged: "Why do you push all this on me? You Why don't you find the reason from yourself? You obviously said you love me, but what have you done for me? At this point today, do you feel that you have no responsibility at all? "

What she said was half-truth and half-false, using anger to cover up the fragility and distress in her heart.

The fist on the side of Quan Juan was clenched. On the back of the hand with well-defined joints, two blue veins protruded faintly, and there was a shallow tooth scar on the wrist. The pit is almost invisible if you don't look carefully.

Quan Juan looked at her back, but his mood was in a trance.

Is he too much?

Suddenly there was a feeling of emptiness in my heart, the remaining oil lamp had reached the end of its lifespan, and with a soft "pop", the whole room fell into darkness again.

The air became more oppressive and dull, only the sound of sobbing from time to time, Quan Yu didn't speak, his eyes were a little dazed, as if he was remembering something.

He is the youngest son of the Northern Ming Dynasty, but when everyone else is nestling in the arms of his mother and concubine, he has to worry about what he will eat for his next meal, and how he will survive the sudden drop in the cold temperature at night. , How can I avoid being bullied when I wake up the next day, and how can I fight back when I am called a wild child?

(End of this chapter)