Chapter 13 Bitterness, Gentleness

Zuo Zixin sat down again. She looked at the exquisite food in front of her and put a piece of chicken into her mouth with a sneer and chewed it slowly. It is worthy of being a Xiuzhen family in Yunqi mainland. The food in this manor is unique. If she is not afraid that eating too much poisonous food will be bad for her health, she will definitely sweep away all the dishes. Although modern people's bodies have been poisoned by Sudan's red eggs, Clenbuterol, gutter oil, and melamine, this ancient thing is still a pure natural healthy food.

Zuo Zixin's hand shook, the chopsticks fell to the ground, and the whole head fell on the table with a touch of ground, with faint blood stains on the corners of her mouth. A red light emerged from the body and slowly formed an entity near the table. A red dress was extremely conspicuous, with a wanton smile on the corners of his mouth. There was no doubt that this ghost was Zuo Zixin.

After Zuo Zixin stood up, she looked at Lin Yue, who fell to the ground in front of her, and pulled out her sleeping soul with a hand. Lin Yue floated out of her body and stood in front of Zuo Zixin. She looked at Zuo Zixin doubtfully and asked softly, "Are you leaving?"

Zuo Zixin curled her lips and pointed behind her, and a bad idea came to her mind. She pouted and pretended to be innocent and said, "Lin Yue, I want to tell you some unfortunate news. You are already dead."

Lin Yue turned around and saw her body sleeping at the table, with blood on the corners of her mouth. What's wrong with her? She was about to ask, but she heard a word-word sound behind her, which made her face white in an instant. She felt that she was almost unable to stand. Although the soul did not need to use her feet, Lin Yue had the illusion that she was about to stand it.

She looked at Zuo Zixin dullly and asked in a low voice, "Why did I die?"

Zuo Zixin looked at Lin Yue and felt that she had done something heinous. No wonder Lin Han doesn't like to see her weak appearance. She really looks like the little rice cake of the Fourth Master's family, with a lovely appearance, which is comparable to Sister Lin's delicate flowers and moon.

The corners of Zuo Zixin's mouth are a little unnatural, and her heart has begun to suffer, but the play still needs to continue. She had to bravely say, "Your sister Lin Han was afraid that you and she would rob her husband, so your stepmother found someone to poison this meal, and it turned out to be like this."

"Mother, is my mother going to kill me?" Lin Yue's tears suddenly rolled down. She cried low and watched her body bite her lower lip tightly. Lin Yue doesn't understand why her mother has hurt her again and again. Even if she is not her direct daughter, she is also her father's bloodline. Why is she so heartless? She never wanted to fight for anything. Why didn't she let herself go?

Mother? Zuo Zixin's eyelids jumped. Is this calling Lin Han's mother, Ren Fang? I didn't know until I went back to ancient times that this relative could actually be recognized casually. Zuo Zixin felt that this girl was a careless person. Didn't she sell her to a place like Tianxiang Building a few days ago? Why did you get out of danger and forget the scar? Obviously, he is an enemy. How can he look at Lin Yue as his relatives?

The ancients valued filial piety, which was more important than modern times. Zuo Zixin has never understood why the father kills the son and the son killing the father in the ancestral temple. Now it seems that she is clear.

"Is it no wonder you are being bullied so miserably?" Zuo Zixin shook her head and was speechless about her behavior. If in ancient times, if this kind of person meets the right person, then it is a harmonious family, but this is the world of cultivation, and the strong are respected. Her nature is crushed to death, and sooner or later she will be killed.

"I..." Lin Yue lowered her head and didn't know what to take to refute her.

"Mu Feng's soft-heartedness is not suitable for you." Zuo Zixin looked at her and said. Without waiting for her to refute, she waved her red sleeves. Lin Yue felt that her head was dizzy, and a suction came, and then she completely fainted.

"You really don't fit." Zuo Zixin reiterated after watching Lin Yue enter her body. One is to be submissive, and the other is to swing left and right. Such a combination will go wrong sooner or later. It's better to break it. Zuo Zixin sighed, and her figure slowly disappeared into the room out of thin air.

"Yueer, Yueer, wake up, don't scare me, okay?" Lin Yue fell into a deep sleep. She faintly heard Brother Feng's voice, and his voice lingered in her ears over and over again. There was a burst of sadness in her heart. Brother Feng, where are you? From then on, it is the end of the world, life and death, and I don't want to see each other.

She felt that her eyelids had become relaxed. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at a pair of anxious and bloody eyes. Lin Yue blinked and couldn't believe the scene in front of her. She was afraid that everything in front of her was just clouds. She reached out and stroked his eyebrows. His eyebrows were still so beautiful. She whispered, "Brother Feng, it's good to see you."

Mu Feng grabbed Lin Yue's hand and rubbed it on his face. He said in a hoarse voice, "Yueer, you finally woke up." I'm so afraid of losing you. It's good that you can wake up.

The first thing Mu Feng did when she arrived at the manor was to see Lin Yue, but what he didn't expect was that she saw Lin Yue lying on the table with blood on the corners of her mouth. At that moment, his heart was broken, and he was afraid of losing her like this. He did not hesitate to feed Lin Yue with the elixir his father had bought for himself, hoping that she could survive.

"Aren't I dead?" Lin Yue looked at him blankly. She didn't understand why the girl said that she was dead, but why could she still see Brother Feng and feel his body temperature? Is all this just a dream? Why is this dream so real?

"Yueer, you didn't die. How can I give up your death?" Mu Feng's mouth was anxious, and the words hidden in the bottom of his heart inadvertently blurted out.

When I said that, the atmosphere changed in vain. Mu Feng put her hand on his chest and no longer escaped. He looked at Lin Yue affectionately, with soft eyes like moonlight, which made people unwilling to extricate themselves. Lin Yue's hand grabbed her sleeve and couldn't believe what Mu Feng said just now. Did he finally say it? Her face slowly became hot and red under his gaze.

Mu Feng stroked her face with the other hand, pinned her bangs behind her ears, and showed a noble forehead. Mu Feng's eyes were stained with a trace of lust. He fell down and kissed her lips, which was as beautiful as he thought. Yue'er, it's his, that's good. He just pecked her for a moment and let her go.

Even so, Lin Yue was so ashamed that she almost hid in the quilt. Brother Feng, how can he be so Menglang? But the feeling just now was really beautiful, just like her favorite hibiscus carp, which tastes very sweet. What am I thinking? Lin Yue blushed so much that water was dripping out, and her whole body shrank into the quilt.