Tyrant Be Good, I'll Love You

At night, the palace was covered with a thick layer of silver light. Every single gust of wind seemed to disperse the silver light into the air, causing the snow to flutter and fall onto her shoulders. Her waist-long black hair seemed to want to wrap around her with the same silver light.

Once again, a gust of cold wind blew through the snow. Shen Zhi Qiao couldn't help but shiver as her scattered thoughts instantly gathered together. She stopped running and looked around. A hint of confusion gradually appeared in her clear eyes. She felt as if she was not even sure where she was.

She really wasn't familiar with this palace. When she walked out of the Dragon's Nest and followed south, she didn't remember the way back either. It was only now that she realized that she couldn't remember the way back at all.

Shaking her body, she rubbed her hands together. When she touched the snow on her arms, she shivered and lowered her head to look. Her eyebrows knitted together as she remembered that she had left the demon to Shen Shuzhi …

He took a deep breath, crossed his arms, and jumped up and down on the spot, pushing away the cold.

He stared at the three small stone paths in front of him, wondering which one he should take.

The weight on her shoulders caused Shen Zhi Qiao to be slightly shocked. A trace of white light shone from the back of her eyes. Her heart shrunk as she looked up.

His facial features were still as deep as he remembered them, his eyes were deep like the ocean, closely surrounding her. Inside, there was a love that she hadn't seen in a long time, yet was familiar with. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and he seemed to have lost some weight, his chin was pointed, and one could vaguely see his face, but he was still so handsome that it was hard to look at.

Shen Zhi Qiao was stunned for a moment. She wasn't sure if the person who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes was real or fake. After all, after she left, she hadn't even dreamed of him.

Perhaps, she was afraid of dreaming, afraid of thinking, afraid of reminiscing, afraid of missing the bone. Indeed, she had never once dreamed of him!

"It's really you?!" His voice was filled with astonishment.

As for whether this surprise was real or fake, only the person in question knew.

His voice was like a magnetic field, attracting her whenever he spoke. She had always felt that his voice was the most gentle one in the world.

Shen Zhi Qiao's mouth twitched. Her expression was as cold as the snow in the night. However, no one knew that the excitement she was hiding in her heart was about to burst out from her chest.

Warmth gradually began to rise from his body. Shen Zhiqiao turned his head to look, only to see that his shoulder had already been draped with a large, dark gray woolen blanket. He was very familiar with it.

However, her gaze was caught by the big hand gently resting on her shoulder. Her cold expression slightly wrinkled. She slightly retreated, avoiding his touch. She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

She never expected to see him in the palace. Perhaps, she had just promised to disperse after she left. She had some expectations in her heart, maybe she would be able to catch a glimpse of him from afar.

However, when she really met him, even though the distance between them was so close, she felt that it was a bit too sudden, unreal, and even a bit contradictory. After all, the parting before was too unbearable, and she wasn't prepared to meet him again.

She rejected him …

Qi Mujing stared at her with a pair of black pupils. Her eyes were filled with lustful desire, but she slightly clenched her hands and put them behind her back.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the previously silent air. Raising his head, he saw a firework that was even more blossoming than before, causing him to be dazzled, and it seemed like it was filling up the entire starry sky. It was like stars that were being shattered one by one, and it was so beautiful that Shen Zhiqiao's eyes narrowed due to the pain.

She raised her head and looked at the sky. Qi Mujing looked at her, concentrating but thinking in a hundred ways.

A fireworks feast, he thought.

She thought, the person beside her is still the same person. It's just that the timing is wrong, the location is wrong, my state of mind is wrong, my memories cannot be returned.

Breathing in deeply, Shen Zhi Qiao retracted his gaze and looked at him. However, his gaze was pierced by the gentleness that was about to spill out from his eyes. He frowned and spoke in a voice that was as calm as water:

"It's the empress dowager's birthday party today, shouldn't Marquis Zhong stay at the banquet?!"

"The banquet is too boring, so I came out to take a walk." When Qi Mujing said this, his eyes were still staring at her face, not letting the slightest change in her expression go away, "Why did you appear in the palace?"

To him, this question was meaningless. He knew better than anyone why she would appear here. It was just that he was selfish enough to want to hear her voice.

Shen Zhi Qiao frowned, "What's wrong?" Is it that I'm not allowed to appear at the empress dowager's birthday banquet when you're allowed to appear? "

Qi Mujing's clear jaw was slightly taut, and his hand that hung below him was gently resting. However, the hand behind his back had already been clenched into a fist, and one hand was holding back.

Her voice was cold and firm. Although she didn't want to admit it, she was no longer the delicate Shen Zhiqiao who only knew how to circle around him.

Such an understanding was like a small knife, cutting a hole in his originally confident belief. All of the certainty flowed out of the crack bit by bit.

"Shen Zhiqiao, you're not allowed to fall in love with others!" He blurted out these domineering words, but it was too late for him to take them back.

Shen Zhi Qiao's face twitched uncontrollably. The grief from his eyes couldn't be stopped, and in the end, all that was left was a cold smile.

"Qi Mujing, don't you think it's funny that you said that yourself? Whether I love others or not has nothing to do with you now? " He growled, "On what basis are you commanding me now? And what identity do you have to say these words to me? Don't forget, you've already given up on me!"

Qi Mujing's body trembled, and a hint of apology and pain appeared in her black eyes. The sadness in her eyes was so obvious, he finally knew how much damage the incident at the house of the Marquis had done to her.

His silence, the apology in his eyes, seemed to suggest how miserable she had been for the past six years.

With a cold smile, he said, "Qi Mujing, I sincerely hope that this will be the last time we meet. We won't meet again in the future."

After she finished speaking, she didn't even look at him and decisively turned around. Perhaps, the reason why she wanted to see him was because of her final farewell.

Qi Mu Jing, from now on, you are only my life will pass by the scenery, perhaps charming, but other than that, nothing else.

He thought he wouldn't cry for him anymore, but the moment he turned around, his eyes were blinded by the water light. He pointed at the corner of his eyes to remove the moisture in them: Qi Mujing, last, thank you!

Thank you for six years of companionship, thank you for six years of stolen love, thank you for letting her lonely soul get six years of roost, hope you are happy, is my only and final blessing!

The moment she resolutely turned around, Qi Mujing clearly heard something breaking on his heart. It hurt so much that it was hard for him to breathe, his eyes bulged, and his throat seemed to be choked by a ruthless big hand, as if spitting out a single word would take his life.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as she disappeared before his eyes bit by bit, never to be seen again.