Dressed as the real daughter of the wealthy control group

The news of Mu Yan's visit was soon known to Xiao Ji.

After lunch, when Changge closed his eyes for a nap, Xiao Ji entered Chaohua Hall with a gloomy expression.

A faint agarwood was lit in the hall, and there was a new rain outside the window. The rain mixed with the smell of autumn flowers and plants, and it was unusually good to sleep.

Changge was still conscious in his sleep, floating in the air like a ghost, looking at himself lying on the soft couch.

When she was young, her life was like nothing. She couldn’t eat enough and couldn’t wear warm clothes. She dreamed that one day she would eat all the delicacies in the palace, wear the beautiful clothes owned by Concubine Hui, and be the most beautiful imperial concubine. Later, when she held power, she liked light folk snacks and plain skirts and thin shirts. Those jewels and treasures she got were placed all over the floor, becoming lifeless dead objects in the Chaohua Palace.

The lofty ambitions of Lingyun in the past have long since disappeared, and all the gains have been paid for.

Xiao Ji waved away the palace servants, and entered the inner hall without saying a word. The phoenix eyes looked deeply at her sleeping, and the black brocade robe was embroidered with noble orchids. Many times she felt that Xiao Ji was very divided, and his hands Holding a heavy soldier, he floats dead for thousands of miles in a rage, but he loves noble things such as orchid grass, cranes and green bamboo.

He wears black clothes all the year round, his eyes are as deep as the night, like the coldest knife in the darkness, a shadow, a reaper who hates evil like hatred, but it's a pity that she was born in the imperial palace and he was born in troubled times.There is destined to be a road of no return between them.

When Changge was wandering in emptiness, Xiao Ji had already leaned over, his slender and powerful fingertips gently strangled her slender neck, her face was deep and no emotion could be seen, she felt that it was getting difficult to breathe, and a terrible thought flashed across In his mind, he hated her, so much that he wanted to strangle her to death with his own hands.

From the first time I met Xuedi at the age of 15, she took advantage of the power in his hands to walk out of the predicament of the cold palace step by step, and then struggled to go all the way to the imperial concubine of the prison country. She always used him mostly, and now she wanted to abandon him and choose someone else. A man, as a high-ranking regent, how could Xiao Ji bear it.

Just when she was having difficulty breathing and thought she was going to be strangled to death by him, Xiao Ji suddenly let go, looked at the red marks of fingerprints on her neck, leaned over and kissed her fiercely, from the neck to the red lips, with a feeling of venting And the intensity of anger.

She was almost suffocated by the kiss, her face was faintly pale, and a trace of blood soon appeared.

Xiao Ji took off his shoes and socks, got on the soft couch, put her whole body into his arms, entangled her hands and feet, and slept on the same bed.

This sleep was unusually deep, and she didn't wake up until evening, Xiao Ji didn't leave, the hall was silent, only the autumn wind poured in from the window, blowing open the heavy curtains.

The palace people retreated outside the hall, not daring to approach.

She moved her fingers, and then saw Xiao Ji opened his eyes, staring at her heavily.

The two were speechless.

Xiao Ji's voice was slightly hoarse: "You see me now, don't you even want to say anything?"

She didn't even bother to lie to him. Back then, she smiled and kissed his chin, saying that she liked his appearance, as if it happened in her previous life.

Changge was in pain from being strangled by him, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and said indifferently: "There is nothing to say."

Xiao Ji's phoenix eyes were red, and he looked at her pale red lips, which were as pale as petals, and crushed them fiercely. His breath became unstable when he kissed her, and his chest was almost flooded with anger.He knew she didn't really like Mu Qingyi.

She just wanted to use marriage to get out of his control, and the Mu family was an excellent choice, or she was testing his bottom line again, forcing him to make more concessions, and even agree to marry her.

If he really reached that step, he would be like a bird held in her palm, he would live if he wanted him to live, and he would die if he wanted him to die.

There was no way he could back down again.Since the way here is not working for her, then he will take another way. Once she marries, he will kill him once, and if she marries twice, he will kill him twice. He will kill all the people she marries until no one dares to marry her.

Xiao Ji took a deep breath, let go of her suddenly with all his self-control, turned over on the bed, turned his back to her, and said in a low voice: "Mu Qingyi is not a good match. Such a person's heart is in Taoism, in the world, in the common people, but not in women. If you go against his way, if he chooses you, he will have to abandon his beliefs in the past 20 years.

How long have you known each other?Changge, don't be fooled by those illusory dreams, he came to Shengdu with other plans. "

Even if it is a real idler and a wild crane, once he enters the territory of Shengdu, he will be pushed forward by many interests. Mu Qingyi can't give her pure feelings, let alone give her No home for her.

She hugged the silky brocade quilt, sat up, and said lightly: "It's not him, it will be someone else, Xiao Ji, between you and me, there will be no good results in the end, either you die, or I die."

Xiao Ji took a deep breath, and suddenly turned around to look at her sullenly: "You want power that much?"

She looked past him and looked at the desolate courtyard outside the window. The golden osmanthus rain has long since fallen, and there is not even a trace of fragrance left. The story between her and him has long since ended with the withering of the osmanthus flowers.

She didn't want power, but, she was really going to die, and she was about to die tomorrow.The world of Dasheng Dynasty has nothing to do with her.

All of this is a dream, and she has tried to change it, but at every critical point, her consciousness will leave her body, watching everything happen like a bystander, and no secrets can be revealed.

"Yes." She lowered her eyes, her face indifferent.

Xiao Ji's handsome face darkened, and his eyes were faintly disappointed: "As expected of the daughter of the Qiu family, you are more greedy and ruthless than your father, elder brother, and your brothers and sisters. Everything in the past was just a show!

Qiu Changge, have you never been tempted by me?What you like is nothing more than the power in my hands? "

She looked at his handsome face with calm eyes, and smiled faintly: "Maybe, if it were someone else, I would still like him and the monstrous power in his hands, it's not because of you.

Therefore, since you have come to this day, it is better to make a clean break between you and make a difference. "

Xiao Ji's brows were sullen, suppressing his deep anger, he stood up with a flick of his sleeves.