Chapter 52 Chapter Fifty-Two: Sad Blossoms Fall

Yinrong's tears were pouring down like rain, but she smiled like a lunatic, and said, "You said it yourself just now, back then, you could have taken me away from Su Xu by force, but when you got angry, Su Xu would no matter what. Nor would you have the courage to stop you. But you didn’t! You just told me that you tried your best! Did you really try your best? Is it over?" There was a booming sound in my head, my body became weak and weak little by little, and even my eyes seemed to be blurred from shock.I just felt cold sweat dripping down my chest, my chest became more and more stuffy, and I fell down in the chair, unable to speak.

Yin Rong on the other side wept and said to the King of Han: "Miss Rong San is weak, she can't compare to the pu willows of concubines, please take pity on me, my lord!" Li Yuanchang laughed, pushed her away, and shouted: "How to pity women, do you want me to teach me?" Yin Rong hurriedly backed out with Xiao Xi, her pale hand did not forget to cover the door behind her back. Facing Li Yuanchang who was pressing down like a mountain, my whole body was corroded by waves of fear, and my cold hand touched the still hot tea.I picked it up, threw it at the beast, and shouted with all my strength: "I am the daughter of the emperor's old friend, how dare you do anything to me?"

Li Yuanchang's obese body is very dexterous, and he quickly dodged my weak blow, grabbed my wrist, dragged me to the living room, and said: "If you are not Rong Jincheng's daughter, I am afraid It's not that tasty! Li Daozong and I both fell in love with that Mei Luoluo back then, but it's cheaper than Rong Jincheng! Anyway, that Mei Luoluo is not as tender as you!" I suspect that during the tea I just ate, I have already moved my hands and feet. When I was dragged on the ground by Li Yuanchang like a cat and dog, I didn't have any strength to struggle, and my wrist was pinched by him and it was about to break.

I didn't care about Hanwang and Mei Luoluo's old accounts, I tried my best to raise my head, almost exhausted all my strength, and bit Hanwang's hand hard. Li Yuanchang groaned in pain, and let go of his hand. I took the opportunity to roll and crawl, and I staggered to the outside of the house. At this time, the scalp tightened, and severe pain came from the roots of the thousands of strands of black hair.I screamed, and was grabbed by Li Yuanchang's black hair. I saw the jeweled hairpins scattered all over the ground, accompanied by falling black hair, and was dragged all the way to the bed, and thrown on the bed like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Li Yuanchang had a ferocious expression on his face. He pinched my chin with one hand and covered it like a fan with the other. He slapped me on the face with two clear and harsh slaps.My ears were buzzing, and a string of salty liquid flowed from the corner of my mouth, with a bitter bloody smell. Before I could let out a scream, Li Yuanchang had already ripped off my clothes and rushed up like a wild boar. At first, I could still hear myself crying, howling, asking for help, calling: "Qingyao, Qingyao, save me, Qingyao, Luoluo!" The original white and flawless body was covered with bruises and bruises, the originally clear face was completely dull like dementia, blood was hanging from the corner of the mouth, the eyes were wide open, but empty and dazed, neither pain nor pain. Know how to call, don't know how to hate.

Finally, the beast let out a sigh of relief, and then looked at the beauty who was raped by him so that she lost her human form, let out a smug and satisfied smile, pinched the beauty's face again, and said: "Little beauty, Get comfortable! Next time, this king will make you more comfortable!" He stretched himself, got up and put on his clothes and left. That body of Rong Shu'er was no longer clean, no longer beautiful, no longer flawless, but my escaping ghost still slowly floated back into that body, completely out of my control.Maybe, apart from Rong Shu'er's body, my soul in this other world has no way to live.

I was still numb, staring blankly, looking at the somewhat yellowed curtain, feeling no pain, no hatred, or even someone coming to me. Yin Rong brought a basin of hot water, and walked in with tears in her eyes. She scrubbed my body while talking. She looked at me with pity, guilt, and unspeakable jealousy. Her mouth opened and closed, obviously saying something for me. I also really want to hear her explanation for my kindness and revenge, but I tried my best to prick up my ears, but I couldn't hear what she was saying clearly. I tried to move my body, but I did move slightly, but I felt completely numb, as if the body no longer belonged to me.

That Yin Rong helped me wash and change my clothes, and then started calling me again. The shape of her mouth clearly should be calling me sister Shu'er, but I just can't hear it. I tried my best to hear it, and opened my eyes wider and wider, but I still couldn't hear it.My world has been completely isolated from the outside world. Yin Rong stood up, stared at me blankly, bit her lip hard, resisted something, but finally couldn't help it, cried out with a "wow", covered her face and ran out. I vaguely heard the cry when she was about to leave, as if I still sighed in my heart, I only felt that my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and I couldn't tell whether it was dizziness, tiredness or fatigue, and I had gradually lost consciousness.

This sleep seemed to be very long, and I had many dreams, even more than all the dreams since I entered the Tang Dynasty combined. First, the third lady and Rong Hua'er. I almost forgot about these two people after I entered Beijing, but in my dream, they were clearly beside me, planning how to deal with me; , and I fell into the water; The water was white and icy cold, covering my nose and eyes; I struggled hard, struggled, and finally poked my head out and took a breath. But when I looked up, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, completely covered with snow.Mother, grandmother, and Jing Qian were sitting around a bonfire, talking about something. I knew they must be talking about me, where I was, and how I was doing, so I called out to them as I struggled.

But they ignored me, they were still talking, talking, with sad faces; beside them, a large snow wave rushed down from the top of the mountain; Looking at another large expanse of white snow, I was overwhelmed. I was suffocating, thinking that I would die, but when I turned around, I was already in my Shuyuan room, the curtain of Die Lianhua was shaking slightly, Qingyao's eyes were as gentle as water, and murmured to me: "Shu'er, I will marry you on the day we get married... After the wedding ceremony, the old lady will be tested for success." No, no, I want to escape, I don't want to be intoxicated in those watery eyes again.

Another pair of eyes floated up. Under the moonlight, shining like stars, it was Su Xu.He brushed Shi Qing's robe elegantly, and said leisurely: "Miss Rong San, why do you have to suffer so much?" I look up to the moon, the moonlight is like water, the millennium remains the same.Nung, moon and new moon.But in Yueying Wandering, where is the Iraqi back then? I heard someone sigh behind me, and when I turned around, Luo Luo was leaning towards me with her petite and soft body, giggling and hugging me, saying: "Shu'er, if I were a man, I would marry you, and it wouldn't be anyone else's turn. " "Book, book!" Someone has been calling, calling me?Am I not dead?Am I still alive?I'm Yunxiyue?Or Rong Shuer? I tried my best to open my eyes, only to feel that I was in someone's arms, warm and soft, but trembling. Dongfang Qingyao?Is it Qingyao?He finally found it? I reached out and tried to touch the man's face.The face is smooth, but wet.Is it tears?Still sweat? I opened my mouth and called Qingyao's name. The man couldn't hear me, and asked anxiously: "Rong Shuer, what are you talking about? What are you talking about? Rong Shuer? Wake up, Rong Shuer!" I suddenly remembered who this person was. There is only one person who always calls me by first name and last name.That swordsman with steely wrists and steely muscles, Hegan Chengji. Not my Dongfang Qingyao.I dropped my hands. It's just very strange, when did He Gan Chengji's chest become so soft and warm?