Chapter 44 His Majesty’s Journey to the Last Days (24)

After arriving in S city for the last rest, the group stayed at a farm.

The sky was dark and thick as ink.

Ouyang Mingming left the crowd at night and came to the empty pasture alone.

Turning off the flashlight, the whole person merged into darkness.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly shouted: "Who asked you to follow me!"

The figure behind him stepped forward, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "I see you are alone...I am a little worried about you."

Su Muyao's voice sounded, soft and weak, with a hint of grievance.

"Nothing!" Ouyang Mingye turned on the flashlight and controlled the direction of the wheelchair.

"Tomorrow night—" Su Mu Yao watched helplessly as the other party passed by her, but he refused to even give her a look.

really--

Si Zhu suddenly changed his face and glared at Ouyang Mingye.

When she noticed that the man's hand was slowly raised and hesitant, a smile of success appeared on her face.

Su Muchao was overjoyed, closed her eyes, tilted her head and felt the warmth from the man's palm.

Under the night, the dark eyes became more and more sinister.

Ouyang Mingye covered his heart and watched in silence as Sizhu entangled the man.

When he turned around, he saw a bright little face approaching his eyes.

Ouyang Mingye finally raised his head and looked at the woman with hazy eyes through the afterglow of the flashlight.

No, no, she would never admit that she would lose to her.

Ouyang Mingye thought that this woman was probably sick, and she looked affectionate even after being hurt.

His voice was very weak, but it was like a sharp ice knife, which made her heartache unbearably.

Ouyang Mingye suddenly tilted his head and looked at Si Zhu, who was walking briskly: "Didn't you say you would hold him back?"

Su Muchao was carried away, and Yu Heng wanted to stop him, but Sizhu suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

Su Muyao took a deep breath, raised her hand to cover the back of Ouyang Mingye's hand, and spoke softly, with a hint of bewitchment: "Mingye, I am very pleased with you. From the first moment you appeared in front of me, my whole heart was filled with excitement.

Beating for you..."

It wasn't until the warm liquid rolled down that she realized what had happened. She covered the hideous wound, and blood overflowed from her fingers.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the man with a sickly smile in front of her in horror.

"Tomorrow night, we shouldn't be like this."

Ouyang Mingye sneered, his pale face even more arousing under the light.

Ouyang Mingye chuckled, showing a touch of pity: "You are really stupid!"

"There are so many beauties in Your Majesty's harem, am I still missing one?"

Ouyang Mingye remained silent and did not move his hand away.

Su Muchao bit her lip tightly, her eyes dim with tears, as if the two of them had gone back to the past.

"If you fall down twice in the same place, what else is stupidity?"

Her tears were like broken beads, and her eyes were full of pleading and sadness.

"Originally, I wanted to kill you." Ouyang Mingye sighed and said with some regret: "It's a pity, she just wants you to live."

He was obviously the one who took the initiative, and he obviously hurt her as much as his eyes. Why on earth did it become like this?

Seeing the unfamiliar expression on this familiar face, a trace of violence surged in his heart.

"..."

"Is it you?" Ouyang Mingye raised his flashlight and shone it on the man's cold face. His tone was a little surprising.

"How could you say that?" Su Muyao's voice was choked with sobs, and even more accusatory, "Before getting engaged to Yu Heng, I asked you... not only did you reject me harshly, but you also spoke extremely harshly.

humiliation……"

Si Zhu glanced at Su Muchao and immediately covered his eyes.

Su Muchao stepped forward and half-crouched in front of Ouyang Mingye. Seeing his weak appearance, she felt extremely distressed.

Facing this person with a devil's soul hidden under this exquisite human skin, Su Muyao could no longer look at her at all charming. She wanted to run away, but her body began to weaken.

Recalling that scene again, she could still feel the pain and despair at that time.

"So, here I come!"

She leaned over and hugged the man: "Mingye, you are not a waste, you will always be the strongest man in my heart."

Yu Heng looked at the woman on the ground with very complicated eyes.

After hearing Ouyang Mingye's question, Si Zhu put down his hand and looked confident.

"Mingye, I know you still have me in your heart, otherwise why would you be merciful?"

Ouyang Mingye: "..."

"Ah - my face, my face..."

"Brother Yu Heng, it's so dark, I'm so scared!"

Feeling the unfamiliar atmosphere, Su Muchao was a little intoxicated.

As if she wanted to understand something, Su Muchao resisted the pain and smiled.

"Before, we clearly..."

"Brother Yu Heng——" The voice was sweet and delicate, as if it could drip water.

Ouyang Mingye said nothing, and the smile on his face faded. He looked very calm, and seemed indifferent to the beauty crying.

It’s so scary, it’s so irritating to the eyes!

"What was I like before?"

His tone was very cold.

"Why?"

"Ah!" Su Muyao, who was immersed in a sweet dream, suddenly screamed and moved her face away from the man's shoulder in disbelief:

The next second, burning pain came from his face.

Ouyang Mingye raised his flashlight and drew a circle in the night, and soon someone rushed over.

The world was spinning for a moment, and he fell heavily to the ground. Before losing consciousness, he saw a familiar figure walking over.

Yu Heng bent down, intending to pick up the unconscious man, when he suddenly felt a pulling force and someone grabbed his sleeve.

[Host, are you learning how to change faces in Sichuan Opera? And, is it really okay in front of him? 】

"I was too sad and angry at the time, so I agreed."

Su Muchao couldn't see behind her, but she could feel it. Although her back was scratched by something sharp, it didn't go deep.

He raised his left hand and gently stroked Su Muyao's cheek.

"What?"

"Why are you doing this to me?" Su Muyao walked a few steps quickly, stopped Ouyang Mingye's wheelchair in front of her, and complained: "You were not like this before!"

"Why don't you get the people away?"

But compared with that time, Su Mu Yao felt that his attitude had softened a lot. There was a hint of joy in her heart, and then a little more pity.

She couldn't figure it out before, but after experiencing so much, she suddenly understood something.

Could it be that……

Maybe, it's because of that person.

"I'm just a waste now, and I don't deserve your love."

Seeing Su Muchao being taken away, Yu Heng's hand became stronger and he was about to lift Sizhu hanging from his body.

Sizhu suddenly raised his leg and attacked the man's most vulnerable place.

Yu Heng subconsciously bent down to avoid it, but was bitten hard on the neck.

So hard!

Feeling that she seemed to be sucking his own blood, Yu Heng's furious mood suddenly disappeared.
Chapter completed!