Dream Broken You Pavilion

When Jing'er woke up, she found herself lying on the bed with a thin blanket covering her body. Her neck and body were in pain. Her eyes were slightly open, and a light gray gauze curtain came into view. She was lying on a bed. A soft and unfamiliar big bed.

"Where is this?" With a severe headache, she propped herself up on the bed and slowly sat up, raising her eyes and looking around.

The room is very spacious, made of pure mahogany, with carved beams and painted columns, and ink scroll paintings hanging on the wall, which is very delicate and elegant. There are rows of carved window rails on the north and south sides. Come in, glowing with a red halo.Near the head of the bed is a nanmu dressing table, the table is very clean, except for a round bronze mirror, there is only a wooden comb, where is this?Whose bedroom is this?

Secretly wondering, she lowered her head and looked at herself, only to see that she was wearing a brand-new white tulle gown, but it was made of high-quality silk fabric. Wow, this is not my own dress, where is the wedding dress on my body?The cramping headache made her hold her head tightly with both hands...

In a trance, I suddenly remembered a group of men in black holding swords and chasing and killing Xiao Han covered in blood. Xiao Han's eyes were red, and while fighting hard, he shouted anxiously at himself: "Jing'er..."

Jing'er was startled, and cried out in a low voice: "Xiao Han!"

She jumped out of bed, ignoring her shoes, ran to the south window with bare feet, opened a window and looked out, and suddenly found that she was on the second floor, and outside the window was a dark jungle, not far away. There are towering and rolling mountains. The dense jungle on the mountain looks eerie and terrifying in this darkening evening. Jing'er is stunned. This is in the mountains, but she is actually on the mountains? !This gave her a creepy feeling, she poked her head out and looked downstairs, the second floor was a full two feet above the ground, if she wanted to jump down, according to her body, she would be either dead or injured, rambling on. If he escaped, it would be a matter of life or not.

She ran to the half-covered north window and looked out. This was the corridor on the second floor, and she clearly saw a dense forest under the dim yellow afterglow in the distance.Going left along the corridor, there is a staircase leading to the courtyard below. The courtyard has a wall more than ten feet high, with torches burning everywhere, and some black-clothed guards walking back and forth with long swords on their waists...

Jing'er was dumbfounded, she was really in the deep mountains in a daze, and judging from the clothes of those people, it seemed that they were the men in black who intercepted and killed the welcoming team halfway.

There was a creaking sound of lightly stepping on the floor beside her ears, and someone was coming, Jing'er was secretly startled, she hurriedly returned to the bed and sat down...

The door was pushed open, and a girl came in with food. Seeing Jing'er sitting, she said softly:

"Girl, you are awake, eat something quickly."

"Don't eat." Jing'er was upset.

"Girl, you have been sleeping for two days, you can't do without food."

"take it out."

"You should eat, even if you want to escape, you have to have the strength to walk."

A man's voice came from outside the door. The voice was very young, but his tone was inexplicably gloomy, and a chill rose from Jing'er's back.

A young man eight feet tall walked in slowly with his hands behind his back.But I saw him wearing a dark blue gown with large sleeves reaching the floor, a narrow aqua blue leather belt around his waist, black waist-length hair loosely loose, a black embroidery on his forehead, a thin face with sharp edges and corners, and a fair complexion. His complexion was as cold as frost, his handsome eyes were also piercingly cold, and the corners of his lips were raised mockingly, making no effort to hide the sarcasm.

Looking at Jing'er with a hostile face coldly, she said to Xue Lian in a deep voice, "Go out."

"Yes."

Jing'er didn't get up, but vigilantly looked at the man called "Young Master" in front of her, suppressing her anxiety, and asked, "Who are you?"

The man stared straight at the woman who was "robbed" by him, and a strange arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth, "Shang Wuyang."

"Shang Wuyang?"

Jing'er frowned, and turned around quickly in her mind, but she had never heard of this name before, and asked again: "Where is this?"

"Fulong Mountain'Xiaoyuntian'." Shang Wuyang's voice was cold.

Jing'er was even more puzzled, "What is 'Xiao Yuntian'?"

"My home."

Shang Wuyang stared at Jing'er as unscrupulously as if watching a captured prey.

In his cold and presumptuous eyes, Jing'er suddenly felt how sad it is to be meat on someone else's chopping board.

"Excuse me, Mr. Shang, since this is your house, why did you arrest this girl and bring me to your house?"

One side of Shang Wuyang's mouth was raised, revealing a mocking smile, he suddenly moved, and he was less than half a foot in front of her, Jing'er let out an exclamation, and pressed his back tightly against the bed rail, looking at the person who was close at hand. With that icy face, Jing'er instantly felt a sense of suffocation, she forced herself to control the fear in her heart, and scolded: "What do you want to do?"

Shang Wuyang lowered his head, and from Jing'er's strong and calm eyes, he clearly saw his handsome and cold face, and a strange smile crossed the corner of his lips, "What do I want to do? Of course I want to marry you Be my Mrs. Yazhai."

"Marry me?"

Such a beautiful and warm word, uttered by such a cold-blooded person in such a frosty tone, instantly became lifeless and lifeless.Jing'er couldn't help but sneered,

"I'm Xiao Han's wife, I don't need you to marry me."

"Have you worshiped the church yet? If you haven't worshiped the church yet, then there are countless things to do, and you can naturally become my wife."

Jing'er gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Unless I die."

Looking at this pair of pure and spotless eyes, the scene at the foot of the mountain floated in Shang Wuyang's mind: she held a long sword across her neck, and looked calmly at Xiao Han who was fighting hard in the melee. At that time, she , the expression is such a fortitude and persistence.

Suddenly, a nameless fire rose from his heart, and a cold light shot out from his eyes.

With a crisp sound of "snap", Jing'er was slapped severely by him and fell heavily on the bed. Stars flashed in her eyes, her face was in burning pain, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her lips.

Looking at Jing'er's frightened eyes, Shang Wuyang seemed to have gained great satisfaction in his heart. He slowly stretched out a big hand towards her, stretched out a finger, and gently lifted the hair between her forehead. With disheveled hair, the back of her fingers brushed the red and swollen skin on her face, the corners of her thin lips slightly raised, revealing an unrestrained meanness, and murmured:

"That kid really has a good eye. The daughter of the Wu family is beautiful and intelligent. She is as beautiful as a flower and has superb medical skills. It's a pity. Now I see how you worship."

Jing'er gritted her teeth and said, "What did you do to him?"

"What's the matter? Hehe, don't worry, I won't let him die, otherwise it won't be fun." His hands pinched her thin shoulders so that she couldn't move.

What Jing'er saw in his eyes was the taste of teasing, the kind of murderous teasing, which made her feel inexplicably ashamed, and she struggled hard.

"Move again, believe it or not, I'll kill you?"

The cold words and the warm breath from her mouth blew onto her face together.

Jing'er really stopped struggling.She clearly knew that all her struggles were futile.

"Are you just treating me like this, a woman who has no power to restrain a chicken? It's so graceful."

"Really?" He let go of his hand, stood up straight, looked at the prey in front of him, and sneered, "Don't make unnecessary struggles, I Shang Wuyang won't eat hard and soft. You don't want to eat, okay, I'll just eat it." Starve you for three days. How about we try?"

Jing'er sat up and looked at him calmly, speechless, with a fearless smile on her lips.It seems to be saying: try it, who is afraid of whom? !

Shang Wuyang found that he really hates seeing her eyes like this, is it fearless?Is it tenacious?Is it a provocation?Or ignore?This makes him always have the urge to hit people.

"Come on."

The girl who delivered the meal came in, "Young master, Xuelian is here."

He kept staring into Jing'er's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "From today onwards, there is no need to deliver food to her."

"Yes." Xuelian took a peek at him, didn't dare to make a sound, and silently packed up the food and took it out.

The air was silent for a moment.

"Why did you arrest me?" Jing'er asked.

"Ha ha…"

His smile was like the wind escaping from the ice cellar, and it was chilling, "It's okay to tell you, I can only say that you little sparrow was out of luck and jumped into the cage where I caught the rabbit."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" Shang Wuyang seemed to have heard a big joke, he suddenly laughed out loud, turned around and left, walked to the door without looking back and dropped two words: "Destroy the Phoenix!"

Hearing his footsteps gradually drifting away until they disappeared in her ears, Jing'er was at a loss, "Dismantling the Phoenix?"

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