Chapter 87: Rain falls, rouge tears fall, pear blossoms play with begonias (11)

Author: melon crisp

Chapter 87: Rain falls, rouge tears fall, pear blossoms play with begonias (11)

Xiao He raised his chin and looked at Song Ci. The orange candlelight reflected on his face, and the dancing candlelight left a shadow on his fair cheeks. His eyelashes were very long.

Those strange eyes are extremely beautiful, but they never want to look at her, and even if they look at the emotions in those eyes, they are extremely weak.

Her thin lips parted slightly: "You are really hypocritical."

Those dark eyes concealed such other emotions and were so bad, and the words he spoke were like a knife drawing blood from a person: "It's just a dog, why are you pretending to be so noble?"

Song Ci's voice was cold: "I have nothing to say to you."

"Do you have something to talk to others about?"

Xiao He said playfully, mentioning Dong Qi unintentionally.

Song Ci's face turned ugly: "What did you do to him?"

"It's nothing, just a few beatings and a few days of imprisonment." Xiao He looked at the expression on Song Ci's face quite proudly and continued: "So this is unacceptable? I even imprisoned humans and tigers together.

It’s in a cage.”

Xiao He said jokingly: "I just don't know if my little baby is full~"

The color drained from Song Ci's face instantly, and the sadness in his eyes became obvious, almost noticeable at a glance. His voice was cold and bitter: "How can you be such a rogue?"

When I thought that Dong Qi might have been swallowed by a tiger, I felt even more sorry.

He was his benefactor, but after all, he was the one who harmed him...

The young man twitched his lips and said softly: "Kill me."

The emotion in Xiao He's eyes gradually faded away from the tyranny in his heart. He grabbed Song Ci's collar and threw her to the ground. He bent down and looked into her dim eyes, feeling inexplicably flustered.

His prey actually wanted to die for an unrelated person!

The depression suppressed the violence in his heart and surged up: "You want to die? Do I allow it?"

"Song Ci, you are so kind. When did you make me so angry? Are you happy?"

Song Ci endured the pain on his back, turned his head to one side, and slowly got up from the ground.

"Okay, very good. I really didn't intend to touch Dong Qi, but now it seems he must die."

Song Ci's face turned pale, as if she had been deceived and tricked, she felt disgusted, "Xiao He, you...!"

"Me what?"

Xiao He laughed, "Do you want to save his life? It's very simple, either tell the whereabouts of Song Yishan, or be my dog ​​honestly!"

Song Ci did not answer, but the tips of his fingers holding the robe turned white, leaving heavy wrinkles on the fine brocade.

Xiao He knew that Song Ci was a tough guy and would not reveal the whereabouts of Song Yishan, but as long as he was honest and did not prevent him from doing other things, he could actually let him go...

Let him go?

Is it possible? Impossible!

It's ridiculous. Let him go. Who would let me go? Let my mother, concubine, and father go free?

Xiao He's voice was cold and full of threats: "You just think that I don't dare to kill you, so you are so confident?"

The young man's voice was colder than the ice and snow in Kunlun: "Whatever you think."

Xiao He calmed down, sneered, and patted his cheek: "You'd better be good. It's your own choice this time, and abide by your duty as a slave."

He played with the jade ring on his thumb and said with a smile, "And have you forgotten something?"

Song Ci looked at him in confusion, looking at him with such a sinister look that she always felt that something bad was going on.

Xiao He took out a contract from the wooden box and showed it to him, "This is your deed of betrayal. The person who signed it is your favorite mother."

The dazzling red color made her pupils shrink subconsciously, the expression on her face changed from calm at the beginning to unbelievable, and her lips were pursed tightly.

My heart was suddenly hit by a raging wave, and the salty seawater felt bitter and astringent in my mouth.

The feeling of pain and anger that made her overflowed from her chest, almost suppressing it to the point that it almost broke Song Ci's nerves.

Song Ci calmed down in her heart:

Is it painful?

Do you want to continue to protect her safety for the rest of her life?

The painful voice in my mind sobbed: She must have her own reasons, mother, she loves me...

Song Ci was silent. When the obsession dissipated, he licked the corners of his dry lips, and his originally sluggish eyes returned to their original color.

"Want it?"

Xiao He put the things in his sleeves and joked: "It depends on your performance." After speaking, he stretched out his finger provocatively, gesturing for the young man to come over.

Song Ci looked at his amused look, lowered her head, and completely brought herself into the original owner. The indescribable humiliation made her fingers tighten by her side.

He has to go out to find the truth behind his father's departure. He has to find his mother and ask questions. He can't be trapped in the palace forever...

The only thing he can do now is to get back the deed of betrayal so that he will not be so controlled by others.

Those eyes as cold as frost and snow flashed with determination.

The young man's fingers were clenched and turned white, and he walked over obediently.

Xiao He suddenly laughed when he saw Song Ci holding back his anger and letting him play with him like a dog: "If I had known you were obedient, I might have let you go mercifully, but who made your bones so hard?

Woolen cloth."

Song Ci's voice was trembling, and the emotions hidden under her long eyelashes were undetectable, and she asked: "As long as I listen to you, will you give me the deed of betrayal?"

Xiao He raised his eyebrows, a streak of light flashed across his dark pupils, curled his lips, and smiled evilly: "Of course."

"But I'm thirsty now. Pour me a cup of tea."

Xiao He waved his luxurious gold-threaded moiré sleeves, and pointed to the cold-cracked cup on the table to the young man as if giving alms, "The one that looks good, use that one."

Song Ci stood up to pour him water and bent down to hand it to him. Although the young man had a low-brow look, his heart was definitely not so calm.

Xiao He took a sip and threw the cup aside, frowning: "Do you want to burn me to death?"

Song Ci's clothes were splashed with tea and she knelt down to pick up the cup again.

When he poured the water just now, the water was at the right temperature and not too hot. He knew that he was just trying to cause trouble for himself.

Don't explain too much. No matter how much you say, as long as he has a thought, it will still be your fault even if it is not your fault.

Song Ci rarely spoke, and Xiao He kept lowering his head to scold him. The young man closed his ears and refused to listen. When he finished speaking, he said calmly: "Little prince, it's very late, you should go to bed early."

"Don't leave. Didn't you listen to what I just said?" Xiao He called to him.

"Listen, it's all about the young prince."

There was not much emotion in Song Ci's eyes, which made Xiao He angry.

"You are not allowed to leave today. You will serve me tomorrow morning."

Song Ci twitched the corners of her lips, her brows and eyes were still cold, but her tone of voice changed slightly: "Young prince, I have never served anyone before, so I'm afraid I won't be polite enough, so just find someone else."

"I said you are the one I want you to serve. I won't see you tomorrow morning. Let's wait and see!"

Song Ci stood up and bowed to him: "Young prince, rest in peace."

Xiao He angrily picked up the tea set given by the emperor on the table and threw it at the door.

Song Ci heard the movement in the room and left without hesitation.
Chapter completed!