V2.Chapter 59

He gazed at the flowers on the street with such an expression. His white and delicate fingers were unconsciously pinching up the cuffs, and his voice was dry. He didn't know what to say.

For a long time, long to two people's breath can be heard, Yan cenxuan only hoarse way: "when will you be able to cure?"

In other words, what he wanted to ask was when she began to look like this. This is what he has been asking these days, but he has never had the opportunity to ask.

Just then the words to the throat, but also pondered and hesitated for a long time, just asked.

The eye bottom of the flower on the street quickly across a different color, the palm cage and loose, loose and cage, and finally is loose down.

"Nearly four months have passed since then."

The implication is that four months have passed, and four months is enough to change many things.

Yan Cen Xuan Mou delimited a few minutes trance color, murmured in a low voice: "it was so long in the past."

The expression in Mo Shang Hua Mou calms down, can't rise half cent billows, "before Liu Qianqian died long ago."

She died in the dungeon of that day, under the great injustice and countless grievances, and those who killed her are still at large.

Her eyes in the flow of the very fast and a touch of bright color, even if the rotation to restore a calm.

However, what she said did not mean that. It depends on Yan cenxuan's understanding.

Sure enough, Yan cenxuan gathered his eyes and thought for a while, and then understood her meaning. Only when she was forced by the situation, she had to grow up, but in order to survive.

Or, she is now full of hatred

He Mou color cluster ran dark down, in the heart sighed a sigh, "I all know."

"My name is mo Shang Hua It seems to see that his eyes are dim, and the flowers on the stranger hesitated for a moment, and then he opened his mouth with concentration: "for four months, only you know it."

Yan Beicheng, who was hiding in the dark, was suddenly cold. A deep dark color poured out of his eyes. The slender palms hanging down from his side were tightly clenched, and the blue veins on the back of the hands burst out.

Only you know

This sentence constantly echoed in his mind, and it was like magic Zheng. He was so angry that he could not help breathing.

Fortunately, he found out his mistake in time. He adjusted his breathing back and left quickly. In a moment, he disappeared in the house.

The flower on the street is a sharp eye color, suddenly stand up, eyes light from every place in the house slowly swept.

"Who is it?" Yan cenxuan instantly understood, sat up straight, and tried to raise his voice.

"The slaves, the maids, the maids." Immediately outside the house came a servant girl's voice of fear.

Yan cenxuan turned his eyes and looked at the flowers on the street. Seeing her gently nodding her jaw, he was relieved. "It's OK. It's late. You go to change shifts."

The night duty was done in turn. Now that the servants outside woke up, it was inevitable to hinder them from speaking. It was better to send them ahead.

"Yes." The servant girl outside the house also low a sigh of relief, should a, then quickly rolled the bedding down.

Flowers on the street side eyes coagulate outside the window, servant girl knows the figure of Suo Suo, I don't know why, the heart always faintly feels wrong, but I can't say what's wrong, and my heart is very tight.

"What's the matter?" Seems to see the wrong flowers on the street, Yan cenxuan eyebrows light wrinkle, see no one else at present, eyes can not help but vent some worries.