I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

It was not early when Jiang Lao came, just when Shen Xiuying roared hoarsely.

She stood aside, hearing the last and seeing the last.

It's hard to see the whole picture in the tube, but she is already convinced of something.

With the dark guards next to her, Princess Xiang, Shen Xianying... She thought he was different from what she had dreamed of in her dream, and then she realized that some of his temperament was still the same as in the dream, but he hid in front of her. .

She was frightened and annoyed, but she was not afraid.

The person who was most different from the dreamland turned out to be her.

Rong Ming was very disturbed.

She felt it. Even though she didn't want to see the mess in this prison, she raised her head from his arms, her voice trembled slightly, "Go home first."

...

In the heavy snow a few days ago, the snow fell on the ground so thick that the feet creaked.

Jiang Lao walked ahead, Rong Mingxing behind her.

Through the moonlight, he looked at her hairpin in the bun, the faintly visible neck under her neckline, the slender shoulders and the petite figure shrouded in the cloak.

He held the hand warmer she wanted to send him, but there was no warmth in his palm.

Even if everything is strategizing, it is inevitable that there will be times when a hundred secrets are missing.

His footsteps finally stopped, and he bluntly said: "My method of dealing with people has never changed. If I don't drive people to a dead end, I am worried that I will let the tiger go back to the mountain, leaving people with a way out, and I will suffer revenge in the future. ."

He looked at Jiang Lao's back, and no longer took a step forward, "If you are afraid of me and can't accept it, just hide away and don't let me find it again."

The voice was low, like a threat.

He didn't say the reason, but Jiang Lao just understood it.

She followed her footsteps, and wanted to ask why she was afraid, but when she looked back, she saw that the snowy ground was covered with moonlight, and Rong Ming bowed his head slightly, standing a step away from her, his face I don’t see the bloodthirsty and viciousness that I had just been in prison, reflected by the bright snow and moon, the thin jaw line became voluminous and blurred, the whole face seemed to be shrouded in cold mist, even though the boyishness has faded, and he He was still alike when he was young, with a docile and beautiful appearance, and his expression uneasy and restrained.

How can he look so beautiful, but he doesn't have any kindness in his bones.

Jiang Lao found it absurd, but also reasonable.

She asked, "What if I don't run far?"

Rong Ming looked down at Xue and was silent for a long time before he muttered word by word: "Lock it up, lock it up, and don't show it to others. You can only look at me. For generations to come, it belongs only to me."

His deep voice was full of paranoia and exclusivity. Jiang Lao frowned as he listened.

Upon seeing this, Rong Lu consciously took a step back.

He suddenly raised his eyes slightly and smiled faintly, with a gentle and affectionate smile and a very soft voice, and repeated, "If you are afraid, hide away, don't, don't let me find it again."

He spoke slowly and earnestly, his eyes were the same as before, restless and restrained.

Jiang Lao looked at his movements and eyes, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He confessed that his temperament was not good, but he kept his posture very low.

On the way back, he shrank his head in the corner of the carriage and fell frustrated all the way, without touching her or looking at her. At this moment, he took the initiative to step back three steps...

She would rather be bruised and bruised than her body, and couldn't bear to hurt her at all, this kind of generous appearance...If there weren't those dreams, I'm afraid she would really believe it.

Jiang Lao walked step by step along his retreating footprints.

The snowflakes creaked when she stepped on them, and after three steps, she stood in front of Rong Chen.

She looked up at the man and asked, "You really let me run far?"

Rong Chenchang kept his head down.

Whenever Jiang Rao was by his side, his sight could always be completely occupied by her.

She was very close to him, so close that if he stretched out his hand, she could embrace her whole in his arms.

With his strength, even if she struggles, she can't escape.

He put his hand behind his back, with beautiful eyes hanging down, concealing the paranoia and madness in his nature, and calmly said: "Now I am not enough to be an enemy of Ning'an Bo Mansion. If you want to leave, it is best now. "

"You didn't want to stay in Jinling."

"go."

Jiang Lao glanced at him, lifted the hem of the Lv Emei cloak, and turned around.

There was footsteps behind him.

Really gone.

Standing on the spot, Rong Ming clenched his hands tightly, and pressed his heart a little bit to his bones. He gathered his eyebrows and started to regret it.

A voice rang from behind him.

"Think you lost the bet?"

Rong Lu turned around suddenly, behind him, Jiang Luo was looking at him with a full smile on his face.

She didn't go far at all, but stepped on the snow and stepped on a few steps from heavy to light.

Her eyes were clear and lingering, but also lingering. He said a word twice, and she asked again, "Do you really let me run far?"

If the unfeeling and cruelty in his nature are hard to get rid of, she doesn't think he can really be tolerant.

Rong Ming's fist was loosened and clenched. He looked at Jiang Lao. Those dark and cold emotions receded like a tide, and the lake surface became clear. It became alive at once, his eyes were like threads, silky circles. Yes, tangled and paranoid, entangled with Jiang Lao's figure and shadow.

Jiang Lao said, "If you tell the truth, I won't leave."

The night was silent, and the palace lanterns under the corridor cast shadows of branches on the ground.

There was a bit of firmness in her gentle voice that forced him to tell the truth.

Rong Chen finally released his curled fingers, his tone was slow and difficult.

"……will not."

He knew that he pretended to be generous and let her go, she would not go.

If he really dared to leave, he could always find her back.

"Have you ever killed innocent people indiscriminately? Support Cheng Chen?"

Rong Ming shook his head.

Jiang Lao was finally satisfied, took that step to Rong Ming, hugged him and said, "I won't go."

"I won't be afraid of you either. The second girl Shen deserves her crime. She deserves to end up like this."

It's just that she had never thought that she would see him killing someone out of her dream.

She heard Shen Yanying's words.

She herself had experienced such absurd things as knowing the funeral in her dreams. Shen Xianying said that she had lived for two lifetimes, and she believed it.

What's more, there are so many things in Shen Xianying's words that only fit her dreams too much.

He was also willing to celebrate his thirty-year birthday.

Jiang Lao wanted to laugh and cry. She was afraid that the little bit of blood in her heart was for the blood in the narrow cell, but not for him. She even had the strength to coax him, "The words of the second girl Shen, you Don't take it to heart, it's all nonsense."

"She died in your hands and she was unwilling to do so. Maybe she meant to instigate separation. You really wanted to let me go. Didn't you fall for her?"

Her tone was deliberately relaxed, and she thought to herself, even if she felt that what Shen Xianying had said, what she had lived for two lifetimes was true, don't let him know for the time being.

He was so upset.

He just said that he was not, it was to let her fully understand what his usual goodness and pity are all about.

Blame her for being too indulgent, blame him for being too smart, and for giving birth to an innocent and charming appearance, which is completely deceptive. He had benefited from her with this method and knew it would work. He sells well and sells badly, but he retreats for advancement, and changes his methods to get what he wants.

In essence, changing is unscrupulous, but she looks a little confused.

She didn't marry him because he was well-behaved and pitiful. If she didn't like him, how could his methods work with her?

Jiang Lao couldn't laugh or cry, and felt a headache. It was because she was too lazy. Once her life was comfortable, she didn't want to think too much, long before her brother came to talk to her. She saw the clues several times, but did not think about it.

"Don't do this anymore." Jiang Lao kept sighing, "Otherwise, if the two are only between, the general aggrieved one of them, it sounds like it won't last long."

She didn't think that only this moment could force him to tell the truth, but the days would change longer and she was not eager for a moment. Her voice was soft and soft, and she stuffed her hand into Rong Zhao's hand, only some words before her. I was ashamed to face him, but now it seems necessary, "I never thought about staying in Jinling before. But now, you are my chosen path, more important than my thoughts of traveling. Where are you, where will I go."