The Cold-blooded Emperor's Vengeful Concubine

The butterfly dreams of flowers among the flowers, the flowers love the cold snow and the butterfly loves the flowers.

The butterfly flutters among the flowers, showing its most graceful figure, spreading its most beautiful wings, and sucking the sweetness of the flower stamens...

In the three years in Butterfly Valley, she had not really appreciated everything in it. Tomorrow she would leave this place where she had been reborn from the ashes, and she suddenly felt a little reluctant...

In this strange world, she had nothing, no relatives, no children, no love, only a heart full of hatred.

She lingered among the flowers, closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the butterflies dancing around her. Perhaps there would never be the simple and innocent days like these three years again, as she had to face the man with such deep scheming.

"Cough cough." The cold cough sound interrupted Yun Jingman's immersed expression.

She opened her watery eyes and saw the spotless white clothes fluttering in the wind. She put away her relaxed expression and said, "Master."

"Ah."

Yun Jingman raised her eyes and stared at Gu Yue. The setting sun shone on Gu Yue's butterfly-shaped mask, reflecting warm light. Although Gu Yue was tall and slender, he was very thin and frail, indifferent and distant. She never understood him. There was always a gap between him and no one could cross it.

The more mysterious something is, the more people will explore it, and Yun Jingman is no exception...

"Will I leave the valley tomorrow?" Yun Jingman said lightly. As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." After living with Gu Yue for three years, even her temperament has become indifferent.

"Yeah." He replied neither loudly nor softly, speaking little and showing little emotion. Gu Yue is always like this.

"Where should I go?" In fact, she had never worried about where she was going. The final destination must be the Xuanhuang Palace. She was just making small talk.

"Xuanhuang Imperial Palace." He was very frugal with words and was unwilling to add even one more word.

"What identity should I go in?" He crossed the fingers of his hands and clenched his thumbs, and no matter how calm and composed he appeared on the surface, he could not erase the deepest trembling in his heart.

"Dancing girl." The person who had been facing away from Yun Jingman slowly turned around, "and Zi Yan."

With his back to the setting sun, Yun Jingman couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could vaguely see the refracting butterfly-shaped mask, a mysterious man.

"What about the master?" For some reason, the words came out so abruptly.

"Stay in Butterfly Valley." It was rare that he would answer her question.

"Master, won't you join us? Won't you personally supervise our actions?" Thinking of the sword flowers dancing in the moon, and the harmonious sounds of the zither and the flute, he was also a sentimental man, why was everything he did so indifferent, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

"You want me to go?" Gu Yue didn't know why she blurted out such a sentence. Perhaps it was the blurry sunset that made everything go a little off track.

"Yeah." Yun Jingman also nodded stupidly.

As soon as the words came out, they both fell silent, staring at each other in silence...

"Master, can I ask you a question?" It was Yun Jingman who broke the awkward atmosphere, changed the subject, turned around and stopped looking at Gu Yue.

He was a fan, but she didn't want to be obsessed.

It hurts once, it's over...

"Yeah." He returned to his usual distant and indifferent attitude.

"Master, why did you save me?" Although she had asked this question before, and he had answered her that it was out of hatred, but even if it was out of hatred, why did he save her, a dying useless person?

If she wanted to seduce Baili Haoxuan with her beauty, get close to him and then kill him, she believed that Zi Yan also had the ability to do so. Zi Yan's charming and beautiful face was not inferior to Baili Haoxuan's harem of three thousand concubines. Therefore, hatred alone was not enough to convince her.

She is no longer as innocent as she was yesterday.

"Because, I hate you." He answered the same as the first time.

"I don't believe it." Yun Jingman shook his head in denial.

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the reason." Gu Yue said lightly, then took a step forward, flicked his sleeves and left.

"Master, one day, I will make you tell me the reason in person." Yun Jingman shouted at Gu Yue's back.

Gu Yue continued to move forward without stopping.

The butterfly-shaped mask conceals all his emotions and thoughts, and no one knows what he is thinking...

I won't say it's because of you, even though it's actually because of you...

Because, that person is you, so...