Chapter 890

Although Ziwei tried her best to remain calm and natural, the sternness in her eyes flashed by, but was easily caught by Qian Duoduo, who had been paying attention.

Unexpectedly, the girl I brought out from Piaoxiang Pavilion with my own hands, not only did not have the slightest intention of repentance, but even had the idea of ​​​​fourteen?

The smile on Qian Duoduo's face was instantly frozen.

"No need, I still have some things to do on the 14th, so I'll leave right away, just take care of Ah San."

Ziwei was a little absent-minded, and didn't see Qian Duoduo's slightly changed attitude.

After saying 'oh', he turned and went back to his room.

She stood by the window in a daze for a while.

In her mind, she kept thinking that if Qian Duoduo and Long Muchen left, they would definitely hinder the plans of the First Prince, and maybe put the First Prince in danger.

This anxiety gradually expanded in Ziwei's heart. After thinking about it, she wrote a note casually and threw it out of the window to vent her anger.

At the corner of Fenghuang Yufei, a black figure immediately appeared, picked up the note, nodded at Ziwei, then turned and disappeared into the night.

When Ziwei came back, she was holding a jug of fine wine in her hand.

At this time, Qian Duoduo and Long Muchen had already left.

Only Long Yutian was sitting alone in the gorgeous private room, listening to the little song, leaning on the soft couch with a leisurely expression, his fingertips were still beating rhythmically with the tune.

There is not even a follower around.

Seeing Long Yutian who was so calm and calm, Ziwei relaxed a lot from her nervousness.

He walked slowly to the table, put the suet jug on the table, and filled a glass of wine himself.

"Third Master, this is the precious white jade that Mr. Qian buried in the backyard. It's a pity that this is a banquet for Mr. Qian, but she left first."

Long Yutian took the wine glass, sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose, and a strong aroma of wine came to his face.

But the eldest prince is extraordinary, the poison mixed in this wine can be colorless and tasteless?

Long Yutian put the wine cup on the tip of his nose, but he didn't drink it, instead he started chatting with Ziwei.

"Duo'er has a temporary affair with Uncle Fourteen, so now I can only let you drink and chat with me."

Ziwei's eyes were fixed on the wine glass in Long Yutian's hand, although she was very anxious, she couldn't express it too clearly.

So he also smiled and chatted with him a few words.

"Third Lord, I have heard about the affairs between my family Qian Zong and you. Originally, you were a match made in heaven. The golden boy and the jade girl are enviable, but now you have come to this point. Don't you feel it is a pity?"

Long Yutian's eyes dimmed all of a sudden.

Turning his head to look at the bright moon outside the window, it is so holy and beautiful, but he can only look up and cannot touch it.

"It's a pity, this king regrets it, but he doesn't blame it, because everyone has to take responsibility for what they do, just like I once caused Duoer to suffer so much, and now she chooses to leave I am the consequence that I have to bear."

Long Yutian turned his head and looked at Ziwei with clear eyes.

"Ziwei, you have to know that the most painful thing in this world is to regret, but there is nothing you can do, it is irreparable. You can only shoulder the sins you have committed alone, and think about your own repentance."

Except that Long Yutian had revealed his thoughts to Long Yintian before going to the execution ground.

This is the second time for an unfamiliar woman to see her fragility and sorrow.