Quick Wear: Boss, she won again by doing nothing

Chapter 370: My Lord, Get As Far Away As You Can (94)

Of course Xing Rong would run, and run very thoroughly!

When Di Huan returned to the wooden house and the snow house again, they were already empty, with only the howling cold wind and the drifting snow.

They all seemed to be laughing at him for actually believing what Xing Rong said.

Di Huan stared at the clear mirror-like water, little liar...

From that day on, he began to look for people again.

He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but every time he seemed to find her, she would always run away the day before.

She seemed to know his whereabouts very well...

It is autumn now. Xingxuan is lying leisurely on a recliner, with a green bamboo forest in front of him.

If Ling Yi were here, she would definitely recognize this place.

Xiaowei: Little Star, why do you always hide from the Lord of the Realm?

Isn't it all over?

Now that all the bad guys are dead, she can go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion and no longer have to play the role of an arrogant and domineering lady to bully him.

It’s great that the Lord of the Realm doesn’t have to live with a mask on anymore!

Xing Rong: If he cared about what happened before, he would definitely come to settle the score with me.

Xiaowei: (confused) Doesn’t he not care?

Xing Rong: If he doesn’t care, then my waist... will never get better.

Xiaowei clapped his paws vigorously, that’s right!

Why didn’t it think of it!

Abbot Minghui walked out of the wooden house, holding a teapot and two cups, and placed them on the stone table next to her.

He gently picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of freshly brewed bamboo leaf tea.

A faint tea fragrance floats in the air, making people feel happy and relaxed.

"Miss, would you please try the new tea I made to see if it suits your taste?"

Xing Rong lazily propped herself up, picked up the teacup he placed in front of her, and took a sip.

Instantly the mouth is filled with the fragrance of bamboo, the fragrance lingers on the lips and teeth, and the fresh and sweet tea flavor slowly slides down the tip of the tongue to the throat, fragrant and mellow.

She narrowed her eyes in enjoyment and curled her lips in pleasure, "Not bad."

Minghui chuckled, picked up another cup of tea, tasted it lightly, and then put the cup down with satisfaction.

The surroundings fell into silence again, and the only sound was the breeze blowing through the bamboo forest and the sound of bamboo leaves rubbing against each other.

After a long time, Xing Rong suddenly broke the silence, "Little Bald Head, after so many years, you haven't changed."

Hearing her words, Minghui looked towards the bamboo forest not far away, as if the scene of their first meeting was replaying before his eyes.

At that time, he was just an ordinary person.

At that time, he was covered in blood, leaning against a bamboo, dying, and the body of his beloved lay quietly beside him.

Xing Rong was walking slowly through the bamboo forest, holding a candied haws in her hands and a bag of chestnut cakes in her arms. She glanced at him casually, but continued walking without caring.

A few days later, when she passed through the bamboo forest again, she found that his soul was still guarding himself and his lover, motionless.

Xing Rong sat down next to him holding a bag of chestnuts, and started to peel and eat them with a "crunch".

She asked calmly, "Why don't you leave?"

He said quietly, "If I leave, I won't be able to find her."

"You know, she's dead, and her soul is gone. Even if you keep waiting here, she won't come back."

He didn't reply and just stayed there quietly.

Later, Xing Rong stayed with him there for three days, and Tian Jie came to find him.

Tian Jie squatted in front of her, "Xing, why are you staying here and not going back?"