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Chapter 139 Chang Ji Xiting Sunset, Intoxicated and No Return (55)

"Yes."

Xiao Ci answered very readily, almost without hesitation,

After the words fell, the hall fell into silence.

There was dead silence in the house, and a person stood outside the door for a long time.

The thin figure was only wearing a blue robe, and the exposed skin looked more and more pure.

Then, I heard Ye Yu's faint voice coming from inside the room.

"I'm willing to fall."

There was a slight breeze outside the hall, the branches and leaves were falling, and there was a rustling sound, and Ye Yu's deep and magnetic voice also slowly drifted into his ears.

"I will marry her." Xiao Ci's tone was extraordinarily calm, and there was a turmoil in the interior, and he said extremely bloody words in a casual tone, "I will pull out the tongue of anyone who dares to say that she is not."

"You can't either."

Xiao Ci is still dressed in white as snow, he will not hide it, if he likes it, he likes it, and if he likes it, he will definitely get it.

What about Yan Ran?

Ye Yu's heart suddenly felt dull, but he didn't know why.

He stared at Xiao Ci with deep and sharp eyes, as if he wanted to pierce him.

After a while, Ye Yu said calmly: "It's okay to make trouble, but it's not okay to marry."

"You clearly know the grievances between her and me. It is the greatest kindness for me not to kill her. Don't trample on my bottom line."

There was silence in the living room.

When Ye Yu said these words, he didn't blink his eyes, and his expression was as calm as water.

If Xiao Ci didn't know him well enough, maybe he would have been fooled by his indifferent face. He clearly understood that what the other party said was just against his will.

I'm afraid that even he himself doesn't know how terrifying the eyes are at the moment, distorted like a beast lost by jealousy, yet he wants to maintain his superficial human appearance.

Silence spread for a long time.

Suddenly Ye Yu's tone was cold: "The skins are all the same, and there will be a day when you will get tired of them. When the time comes, just leave it to me."

"I will kill her myself."
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Yan Ran was squatting by the river, waving a sprig of dogtail in his hand, stirring the calm river.

From the clear river, she could see her own blurred shadow, and——

When she turned her head, a tall figure stood behind her at some point.

The man looked at him condescendingly, his brows and eyes were slightly cold, and Yan Ran's heart trembled when he saw it: "Why do you..."

Before he finished speaking, only Ye Yu's voice was weak——

"Your Majesty is really a good means. Even Xiao Ci can die for you. It seems that I underestimated you."

Yan Ran paused, and unconsciously tightened her hands in her sleeves: "I..."

"You can be regarded as an emperor after all, but you are willing to be so humble." Ye Yu said every word, "Do you know that the death of your blood relatives is also due to Xiao Ci's contribution."

Yan Ran looked at the calmer and indifferent emotion in his eyes than the river, and then thought about what he heard at the door just now, and his nose became astringent: "...how can you say that about me?"

"Your Majesty, please ask for more blessings."

Ye Yu seemed to feel disgusted if he stayed for a second longer. After saying that, Ye Yu wanted to leave without even looking at her, but the next second, his sleeve was grabbed.

Yan Ran looked into his eyes and asked softly, "Do you hate me that much?"

"Actually, sometimes you don't need to be merciful or kind to me, because in my opinion..."

It will only make life worse than death.

Ye Yu just pulled back his sleeves: "Your Majesty is worrying too much, please respect yourself."

Even though his tone didn't fluctuate much, Yan Ran was still sensitive to the disgust he unconsciously revealed.

Yan Ran was stunned in place.

In an instant, she only felt that her heart seemed to be cut open, bloody and bloody.

Yan Ran pursed his lips tightly, swallowing the fishy smell rising from his throat: "You make me respect myself..."

"You make me respect myself? How can you do that?"

She took a deep breath, tightly clutched her palms, and was so angry that she couldn't even speak. For a while, she was at the point of aphasia.

He just felt more and more bizarre, he didn't understand why the Ye Yu standing in front of her was completely different from the Yi Yu in the dream, except for the identical face, everything was very strange to her.

She was confused and in pain, shouting with red eyes.

"You are not my brother Xiaoyu!"

"He's not as bad as you!"

After the words fell, there was silence.

The breeze blowing over was cool, but to Yan Ran, it was like ice and snow covering the sky, making her shiver.

But Ye Yu's voice was colder: "I'm Ye Yu."

Yan Ran froze all over.

She looked into Ye Yu's black eyes, and she felt as if she had fallen into an abyss, and the wound on her heart seemed to be torn open by someone, dripping with blood.

That's right, Ye Yu is just Ye Yu, never her brother Xiao Yu.

Even if it is, he is no longer the brother Xiaoyu.

In past and present lives, there are too many variables.

Yiyu was kind to her in the previous life, and there is no reason to always be kind to her in this life, not to mention the deep feud between the two of them, which is a gap that can never be bridged.

Yan Ran wanted to say something.

But as soon as she opened her lips, the bloody smell in her throat suddenly became stronger, she could only bite her lips tightly and endure it.

In the end, not a single word could be uttered.

And Ye Yu had already stepped away, not aware of her strangeness at all.

Yan Ran stared at his receding back until he couldn't see anymore, then couldn't bear it anymore, covered his eyes, and started to cry with sobs.

Tears, sobs, trembling.

The thin and slender figure seemed to arrive as soon as the wind blows, the sun did not shine on her body, and the shadows of scattered branches and leaves were interlaced and mottled on the blue-green fabric, which was a sense of sadness.
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Yan Ran fell into the river.

Fortunately, this movement was spotted by the guard standing beside him, and he jumped down quickly.

It was a big commotion, there were eager footsteps coming and going back and forth in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the imperial doctor was almost dragged here.

Fortunately, there is no serious problem, the imperial physician still said that, the body is weak, and the depression in the heart is too heavy, and if it goes on for a long time, it will be life-threatening.

Xiao Ci looked at the pale and bloodless person on the couch, closed his eyes, and clenched his fingers.

He turned around and walked outside the hall.

Taking a few deep breaths, he still couldn't suppress Tyranny, the veins on his forehead bulged, he punched the wall, the pain spread from his fingertips to his wrists to his arms, he was panting heavily, blood was dripping from his knuckles, his hormones soared under anger.

In my mind, I still saw the scene of Yan Ran dying and wet, so fragile that it seemed that he would disappear in the next second.

Her face was very pale, and the corners of her eyes were very red, as if she had cried.

Someone must have bullied him severely.

There is probably only one person in this world who can push Yan Ran to that point.

Yan Ran is timid and afraid of pain, she is afraid of death.

But this time the falling into the river was somewhat real.

Xiao Ci, who had never been afraid before, was now so useless that he was a little dizzy from fright. He squatted down slowly with his back against the wall, but his agitated and trembling emotions had not been calmed down for a long time.

　I'm going to start abusing the male lead (sharpen the knife and burn the oil)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)