Lang Xin Ru iron

Chapter 28

That year Murong Xuanji was 15 years old, innocent and dazzling, it was the flowery age when love first blossomed.At the Jiji ceremony, she met a man whom she could never forget and get in her life.

At that time, Song Ruoxun had just been promoted to the prime minister. He was dressed in white and sat at the head of all the officials, pouring and drinking by himself, with an outstanding demeanor.Letting the aloof Murong Xuanji look at her wantonly, she didn't look sideways or humble.

He is like a bright pearl, completely overshadowing her brilliance as the protagonist. His skin as white as jade matches the color of his clothes, and there seem to be layers of brilliance floating all over his body, reflecting his surprisingly handsome face. It's like a banished fairy.

This kind of him is destined to make her obsessed for life, and this kind of encounter is destined to make her unforgettable forever.However, in a person's life, some encounters are gifts, while others are sins.When she was young, she would not have known that in the dark, it was predestined by the heavens...she was the latter kind of person.

Shu Ran was lying on the bed with her eyes closed tightly, beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, her lower lip was biting with a row of white teeth, she was immersed in a chaotic dream and couldn't extricate herself.

Liu Ruohu held the wooden comb in her hand, carefully combed her messy long hair, inserted the white jade hairpin between her black hair, and straightened it with her hands.He looked at her sometimes with resentment and sometimes with sadness, and his handsome face was full of sadness, which made people more and more intoxicated the more they looked at her.

The cold fingertips traced the soft contours of Shu Ran's cheeks, Liu Ruohu sighed softly, and murmured: "I'm really crazy to treat you so well and do these stupid things for you."

In fact, Shu Ran knew that he was kind, but she couldn't speak now, the scenes in the dream flashed by, and she felt that she was almost not her.

In the haze, there seemed to be a slight voice whispering, calling her name: "Shu Ran...Shu Ran."

Shu Ran frowned fiercely, seeing this, Liu Ruohu put down her comb, soaked the handkerchief in the water basin brought by Jiang Yousi, wrung it dry and slowly wiped off the beads of sweat that were constantly gathering on her face.

"Who are you? How do you know my name is Shu Ran?" Shu Ran said loudly in her heart.

The voice seemed to be smiling, "I am in your heart, I am Murong Xuanji, so I naturally know your name."

Shu Ran suddenly calmed down, and there seemed to be a cool air flowing slowly in her body. She felt as if she was in a clean bamboo forest, and even the dark colors in her dream became gorgeous.

In such a situation, a young girl floated slowly to her side.

In the dream, Shu Ran was kneeling on the ground, staring blankly at this young girl. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with long hair reaching her waist and a light blue shirt. There was an indescribable coldness in his eyes.

This face is all too familiar to her. After traveling here for so many days, she will see this face every day when she looks in the mirror. This girl is none other than Murong Xuanji.

"You...how could it be you? You...are you alive?"

"No." Murong Xuanji shook her head expressionlessly, slowly raised her black eyes, and a glamorous color flashed across them, "I haven't survived, and I won't live in the future."

"Why?" Shu Ran couldn't help asking.

Murong Xuanji lowered her head and stared at her: "If I hadn't taken something that didn't belong to me, others wouldn't be hurt, and then others wouldn't have a chance to hurt me."

One person is happiness, two people are life, and three people are life and death.In the war between Murong Xuanji and Chu Jiangqiu, Chu Jiangqiu was the victim, and Murong Xuanji was the chief culprit who destroyed her and Song Ruoxun's peaceful life.Whether it is Song Ruoxun, Chu Jiangqiu, or even the common people, they all think so.So even Murong Xuanji thought so too.

Shu Ran was extremely sad when she heard her say this: "Don't be so negative, Song Ruoxun still likes you."

Murong Xuanji smiled at Shu Ran, knelt down and stroked her cheek, "You are a few years older than me, maybe I should call you sister. Sister, if one day, someone suddenly came to say that you are a bad woman, You are a murderer who destroys other people's happiness, and everyone in the world accuses you, will you still persevere?"

Shu Ran bit her lip, looked at her, and said nothing.She asked herself, what would she do if someone came to say that she was a third party one day?
"I'm so scared, I'm afraid to experience that kind of life again." Murong Xuanji stood up, with unusual strength condensed in her thin body, "I have been sleeping in my body these days, and it was your arrival that made me survive." Go on, I am very grateful to you, let me see the answer I want to know."

The more she said, the smaller her body became, and the lighter her color became, and gradually, it became almost colorless.

Shu Ran became anxious, and stretched out her hand to grab her, but it penetrated her body, "Why...how did this happen?"

Murong Xuanji turned around slowly, looked at Shu Ran, and stepped back step by step, where there was bottomless darkness, "In this world, there are probably only two people who will listen to my nonsense seriously, one is you, One is my mother."

A tear fell unconsciously from the corner of Shu Ran's eyes, looking at such a fragile Murong Xuanji, she could only use the only excuse to keep her, "You know Song Ruoxun likes you, right? You have persisted for three full years, you can't just let go what……"

Murong Xuanji smiled again, with mischief in her innocent eyes, "Sister Shu, didn't you say that you want to live? If I come back, you will disappear, you and I... cannot coexist."

Shu Ran was blocked by this sentence and couldn't say a word.

Murong Xuanji didn't stop leaving, the darkness gradually surrounded her, she smiled and said the last sentence to Shu Ran: "I'm sorry for many people, but I can't help it... I don't want to hurt others, I don't want to hold on to others , I don’t want to look at the surface but forget the heart, I don’t want to live... I’m tired, I want to be relieved, whether he likes me or not, I want to die.”

Shu Ran just watched her disappear, watched her disappear into ashes, watched her leave, motionless, without saying a word.

Yes, people are still selfish after all, and she is also selfish, she is really selfish and selfish, she doesn't want to die, she doesn't want... In a word, tears flow like springs.

Liu Ruohu watched tears flow from her beautiful closed eyes, sighed softly, picked up a drop with his jade finger, put it into the red lips, and sucked it carefully, then he frowned slightly... It was so bitter.

As if sensing something, Song Ruoxun who was in the prime minister's mansion also frowned, but he didn't move because there was a person sitting in front of him, it was Chu Jiangqiu.

Wearing a white shirt, Chu Jiangqiu knelt beside Song Ruoxun, grinding and laying paper for him. She had been doing these things for three years and was already used to them.

Song Ruoxun sat cross-legged in front of the table. Seeing her like this, she closed her eyes, "I don't want to talk anymore. If this continues, there will be no result. Go home."

"Go home?" Chu Jiang Qiushui had tears in his eyes, "Isn't this... my home?"

Song Ruoxun put down the writing brush in his hand, and there was no expression on his handsome face: "I married you back then, following my father's last wish. Both of you and I were dependent on each other when we were young. I treat you like my own sister. "

"Sister?" There seemed to be an unknown smile in Chu Jiangqiu's eyes, "But I don't want to just be your sister."

Song Ruoxun breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and walked to the window, and stood with his hands behind his back, his white robe fluttering with the breeze, "I have no other feelings for you, you should have known it three years ago, even if I marry I won't touch you even if I leave you."

"Yes, I know, otherwise I wouldn't have insisted on marrying you." Chu Jiangqiu stared at the man with a fairy-like face in front of him, smiling mischievously, and his eyes were unpredictable.

"The thing I regret most in my life is marrying you."

There should be nothing more hurtful than this sentence in this world, right?Song Ruoxun lowered his eyes and sighed.

However, Chu Jiangqiu said: "I don't regret marrying you." She stood up and walked to him, Song Ruoxun couldn't help but turned and looked at her, only to see her smile slightly, "If you don't marry the one you love , it is the same to marry anyone, what I regret the most is getting to know you."

So far, the conversation between the two is over, but their entanglement is far from over, and there is another person involved in this entanglement, that is Shu Ran.Although Murong Xuanji has left, her body is still there, and now this body is worthy of the name Shu Ran.Others will never know, though.

A ray of warm morning light shone into the princess' bedroom through the open window.Strings of white jade bead curtains glowing with soft luster danced in the wind, and one could vaguely see a pair of lovers sleeping on the gorgeous phoenix bed inside.They were covered with soft blankets, and traces of tossing and turning last night could still be found.

Shu Ran slowly woke up from her sleep, only to feel that her body was heavy, and she thought it was because of a big dream all night, but when she opened her eyes wide, she realized that there was a person lying beside her, and that person's slender jade arms were crossing her body. It was so natural to her.

She just stared at him like this, and he suddenly opened his eyes amidst this unblinking gaze.

"Girl, are you awake?" Liu Ruohu blinked her confused eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Shu Ran looked at him and burst out laughing.

Liu Ruohu seemed puzzled, "Why are you so happy?"

Shu Ran remained silent, moved out of his arms, turned over and got off the bed.Beating his shoulders, recalling what he said and saw in his dream last night, he couldn't help but feel relieved... Men are... so scary... Sure enough, it's better to remain ambiguous. Although it is cold and indifferent, at least it won't hurt too much... …

Liu Ruohu followed her out of bed, but her complexion was paler than yesterday, and her expression was more tired, looking extremely tired.Shu Ran turned around and saw him sitting by the bed like this.

"Why do you..." The conversation with Murong Xuanji in the dream is clearly engraved in her mind, but the past between her and Song Ruoxun has disappeared, and the words Murong Xuanji said, as for whether others believe it or not, she does anyway up.

Believe it, the mood will naturally be much more comfortable, on the one hand, because there is no need to feel sorry for Song Ruoxun because of Murong Xuanji, on the other hand, because there is no need to worry that one day he will disappear inexplicably.

Liu Ruohu shook her head, stood up and walked to Shu Ran's side, bowed her head and kissed her snow-white neck, and said with a smile: "You worked all night last night, which made me so tired, today, you can serve me well... ..." At this point, he stopped talking leisurely, and a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes squinted at Shu Ran, making her whole body go numb.

But it's a pity, if he did this on weekdays, Shu Ran would definitely be stunned by him.But today when he did this, Shu Ran laughed even harder.With her gaze, she could see that there were two dark circles on Liu Ruohu's snow-white melon-shaped face. The peach blossom eyes that were originally charming and ecstatic now looked very happy.

When Jiang Yousi was called in by Liu Ruohu who seemed to be unaware, he happened to see this scene too.Although it was faint, it could still be distinguished on that fair face.Jiang Yousi couldn't help looking at Shu Ran, who was half lying on the bed with his stomach in his arms, smiling facelessly.

This pair of masterpieces appeared yesterday. I believe everyone can guess who created it.

(End of this chapter)