Dressed in Chinese Clothes: Allure

"So, Ruyue is really not the one who hurt me. This matter is due to other people's intentions, right?" Hua Chang didn't care about etiquette at the moment, she raised her head high and looked directly at the indifferent Murong Jun.

"Then what's the matter? The dead are not qualified to be wronged." Murong Jun seemed a little careless.

"What, what did you say?" Hua Chang's face was ashen, with a look of disbelief.

"Okay, that's all for today, you go back." Murong Jun didn't want to get entangled in this matter, he waved his sleeves a little impatiently.

"I don't believe that Ruyue won't die," Hua Chang said unwillingly.

"Hua Chang. Remember what I told you before." Murong Jun's eyes suddenly became stern, and such a cold tone reminded Hua Chang of the reason why she was locked in a small black room.

He had told her never to go against his will.So, is he warning her now?It's ridiculous.She has been hovering on the edge of death over and over again, the last time she closed the small black room, what will it be this time, she is looking forward to it.

Hua Chang looked at Murong Jun with a smile.With a touch of relief.However, it looks so dazzling.

"I remember, but I didn't say to abide by it. Anyway, I'm just a bird in the master's hands. I can be crushed to death at any time. I die sooner or later." Hua Chang smiled at the storm brewing in Murong Jun's eyes, At this time, there was a trace of pleasure in my heart.

A beautiful smile appeared on his face, and in an instant, the scenery was beautiful.

"I, I hope I can die and understand."

"There is a kind of cruelty that makes life worse than death. Since you want it, I will make it happen for you." Murong Jun's expression finally became undulating, like a trace of ice-breaking flowers on the glacier of thousands of years. Although it is beautiful, it is extremely dangerous.

Hua Chang had long been prepared to face the punishment, but seeing his heartless face at this moment, her heart trembled uncontrollably.

Soon, Xi Xiang came in from the door and told Murong Jun that Ru Yue's body had been brought over.Hua Chang didn't care about the pain in his leg, struggled with his body, and rushed out immediately.

Murong Jun seemed to give Xi Xiang another gesture, but Hua Chang had no time to take care of it.

"Ru Yue!" Hua Chang screamed, and she fell to the ground.Touching Ru Yue's already cold body, she looked sad.

At this moment, the slender Pu Yu burst into tears, and the mournful cry made Hua Chang even more desperate.

Hua Chang's blurred eyes looked at everything around him.

The flowers are no longer fragrant.The green bamboos are no longer green, and even the red bricks and tiles have turned gray.Why is the world like this?She asked the sky, but no one answered her.

After a long time, Xixiang came to Huashang's side and helped her up.

"Girl, get up, your leg is still hurt."

"Injury, hehe. Leg injury. Since you care so much about my leg injury, why don't you care about other people's life and death." Hua Chang was a little hysterical.

"Actually, in my opinion, you don't have to be so sad at all, because this person is not worth it at all."

"Xixiang, it's rare for a man of few words like you to persuade me." Hua Chang smiled, but her tone was a little sarcastic.

Xi Xiang frowned slightly, but did not refute Hua Chang.He continued, "This woman named Ruyue was originally a spy, but the young master discovered some clues, but was discovered by this woman. She wanted to set the blame on him and divert the young master's attention. In the end, she exposed herself instead."

"Why did she frame me? There are so many people in the house." Hua Chang obviously didn't believe it.

"Because you go out the most times, if you are planted as a spy, it is easier to fabricate evidence. Before you were locked in the small black room. This woman disclosed the news to her master. In order to stay here for a long time, she even Put those notes on your bed, and once you die, her framing will be successful, because dead people can't speak." Xi Xiang explained Hua Chang's doubts and said no more.

Xi Xiang seemed to be inadvertent, Pu Yu, whose cries gradually weakened, passed by the tip of his eyes, and his expression was unclear.

"How did this happen, how did this happen? Puyu, is this true?" Huashang suddenly grabbed Puyu's thin arm, startling Puyu.

Pu Yu, who was in a panic, had no chance to answer Hua Chang, she just kept crying.

Hua Chang sat on the ground numbly, until she was forcibly lifted up by Xi Xiang, the mechanical body didn't seem to be her own.

At some point, Murong Jun was already standing behind Hua Chang.The four eyes met, Murong Jun was still so calm and indifferent, but she was always so embarrassed.

Suddenly, Hua Chang thought of something.She didn't know where the strength came from, she broke away from Xixiang suddenly, and staggered towards the yard.Standing for a long time made her legs hurt even more, but at the moment she couldn't care less.

Although he is limping, his stubborn figure makes people feel distressed.

"Why can you ignore everything so naturally, why do you act so cold-blooded towards everything so easily. Murong Jun, your heart is made of iron."

Hua Chang knew that her words were too much. In this era, these words were enough to cause her to die ten thousand times, but she would rather die than live in such torment.Since she can't choose the way of living, she must always retain the dignity of death.

"You want to anger me, let me kill you directly." Murong Jun's expression looked a little scary, Hua Chang knew that he had successfully angered Murong Jun, but at this moment, his heart was not so relaxed.

"Kill me, let everything about me disappear in this world." As he said, Hua Chang rushed into Murong Jun's study, picked up the scroll on the desk, and was about to tear it apart, but there was a pair of hands faster than her. , bound her in his arms.

Hua Chang couldn't move, but he didn't stop struggling for a moment.The sharp nails directly pierced Murong Jun's wrist, and immediately, a strange blood flower bloomed on Hao's wrist.

The sudden pain did not make Murong Jun give up restraining Hua Chang, but Hua Chang had already given up struggling.

After a few seconds of silence, Hua Chang still did not move, and Murong Jun let go of his hands, but the blood on his hands was getting more and more.

"Hua Chang, you lost." He returned to his previous calm, but at this moment, he was even more indifferent.

Hua Chang didn't answer, but just quietly stared at the remaining blood in the room.

"Magnificent mountains and rivers are always accompanied by bloody sun, Huashang, you have found the purest paint." Murong Jun seemed to have discovered some new land, and there was a hint of joy in his tone.

Sure enough, his actions surprised Hua Chang.

The white fingers dipped in a bit of blood and lightly touched the continuous mountains. The position was very ingenious, like a rising sun, or like a blood-colored setting sun.

Hua Chang stared blankly at the picture scroll, this originally simple picture formed in her mind, at this moment, was given a new life by Murong Jun.

When the mountains and rivers are eternal, don't forget the tragedy of the bloody setting sun.