Chapter 664
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The summer in the capital was always hotter than other places. The chirping of cicadas outside the carriage was filled with impatience. It was as if there was a large furnace not only in the sky but also underground. However, at this moment, when Ning Shu personally tore apart the layer of cotton in front of her, she fell into an ice cellar that had been hidden for a long time. The bone-chilling cold came from all directions and condensed into a thick layer of ice, trapping her, him, and everyone else in this situation.
Every pore of her was stimulated by the cold, but her thoughts became clearer because of it. "So my three failed marriages have an explanation. Cloud Leaf was accidentally implicated by Consort Ruan and was used as a chess piece. Consort Ruan was willing to commit suicide in the end because she had reached an agreement with Empress Cao, using her life in exchange for Cloud Leaf's safety. Qi Huaijin died because he was too dazzling. When the Cao family had no successor, he gradually grew into the pride of the capital and became the face of the Lu and Hou families. No matter what, the Cao family had to kill this tiger that was about to grow into a child. As for the cause of Young General Song's death, perhaps it really was an accident, or perhaps there was some hidden discord that we have yet to find out. Heavens, I should have thought of it earlier! I should have thought of it earlier! "
If she had thought it through earlier, perhaps everything could have been salvaged. She wouldn't have had a one-month contract now. There was only one month left …
Her chest was filled with heavy rain. She couldn't control it and wanted to flood out. She wanted to ignore everything and drown the entire city. However, she didn't dare because she knew how sensitive the person in front of her was. Even if she leaked a trace of emotion, it would be caught by him.
Therefore, she pretended to be angry and took a bite of watermelon, swallowing the sourness in her heart. Then she pretended to sigh in annoyance. "All day long, I didn't expect to be pecked in the eye by the goose. Master must be scolding me in the underworld for not learning enough and disgracing the school."
Xiahou Qing smiled faintly. The curve of his mouth was like a swallow flying over a beam. "I didn't know the true face of Mount Lu. It was just fate that I was in this mountain. I fell deep into it and was deceived until now. You and I are about the same. We are a perfect match. "
Ning Shu rolled her eyes at him and quietly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She chuckled and said, "Who's a perfect match for you? In your dreams."
Xiahou Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "It's too late to regret it now."
Ning Shu squinted and teased, "If those young girls outside see that the fairy-like Heir of Xiahou has such a rogue side, how will they react? I'm afraid his jaw will drop. "
The smile on Xiahou Qing's lips deepened. He leaned back and leaned his elbows on the Shu-embroidered cushion behind him. His voice was as lazy as the cicadas outside. "So, are you jealous?"
His skin was already very white, and under the contrast of the black cloth covering his eyes, it was even more frighteningly white. Her lips were slightly red because of the watermelon she had just forced into her mouth. The snowy white, the deep black, and the bewitching red. His posture made Ning Shu's heart beat like a drum at a glance. She was completely out of order.
Blood rushed to her cheeks. The person in front of her was not an immortal. He was obviously a demon. Moreover, he was the kind that specialized in bewitching people and seducing their souls.
However, if she was subdued so easily, she was afraid that she would never be able to raise her head in front of this person again. Ning Shu rolled her eyes and also raised her eyebrows with a smirk. "Isn't it because Heir of Xiahou heard me mention the advantages of each of the three husbands and was jealous first?"
Xiahou Qing pressed his lips and suddenly got up and pulled her into his arms. Thousands of black hair hung down. His voice was like autumn rain and spring flowers. "Are you jealous? Do you want to taste it?"
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