Her voice was clear and ethereal, but in the winter, it seemed so cold and distant. Su Jingqian's expression condensed slightly, and his eyes fell on her faintly, "You and I both know very well that there is nothing in this world at all." The so-called destiny is just a matter of playing chess and seeing how the more skilled person makes the move."
Lin Wanwan couldn't help but raise her lips and smile. There was a hint of coldness in her indifferent smile, "Yes, Lord Dongchen has always been a master of chess. He is naturally superior in skills and has every plan."
Su Jingqian caught the flash of ridicule on her lips, his eyes dimmed a bit, and then he sighed helplessly: "You really think I took advantage of you."
Lin Wanwan frowned but said nothing.
He stared at her deeply, his eyes gradually becoming complicated, "Do you really think that I brought you here specifically because I knew that City Master Shen was kind to Jiang Huailang, so that I could use you to convince Jiang Huailang?"
Lin Wanwan still didn't speak, she just glanced at him coldly, with a hint of sarcasm on her lips, and the underlying meaning was self-evident.
Su Jingqian's eyes suddenly darkened, and there seemed to be an undercurrent surging in the deep and unpredictable eyes, hiding a kind of emotion that was difficult to capture.
He stared at her in silence for a while, and then slowly said: "Why don't you think about it, the news about your Beiluo Division City Lord's Mansion has always been extremely secretive, and it is difficult for others to detect it, not to mention that this happened more than 20 years ago. , Even you don’t know, how can I know?”
His words were like a beam of light penetrating through the dark clouds, giving her a glimmer of hope in the gloom, but in the blink of an eye, she was suppressed again.
In fact, after talking to Nie Yache just now, she did feel a lot more enlightened. She could stand in Su Jin's position and understand him and tolerate him. But as for him taking advantage of her, she But she couldn't forgive him easily.
She was resentful towards him, but in this resentful emotion, anger far exceeded hatred. She could never truly dislike him. She still had a glimmer of hope for him. Perhaps human nature is such a contradiction. , people always look for hustle and bustle in loneliness, but also long for silence in the bustle... Only then did she understand that disappointment and hope, hatred and deep love can coexist in the same heart.
This kind of contradiction and entanglement made it difficult for her to face it calmly.
She was silent for a long time, then turned to look at him. There was a bit of coldness in her eyes, like a red plum blooming proudly in the white snow, with an inexplicable coquettishness in the coldness.
"Yes, you may not have been able to find out before, but when Lord Dongchen asked me to hand over the Feihua Order, didn't you already know that the news about the Beiluo Division City Lord's Mansion has always been controlled by Feihua Pavilion, and now the Feihua Order is in your hands , you want to check, but how come you can’t?”
Su Jingqian looked back at her silently. Their eyes met in mid-air, and they both saw a trace of indescribable disappointment in each other's complicated eyes.
"You do not trust me."
Su Jingqian felt bitterness in his heart, and then he looked away without leaving any trace, and was the first to break the silence.
His voice was very soft and light, like a cloud floating in the air, waiting for the wind to blow gently before it would disperse; but his tone was very heavy, as if something had hit him. On his heart.
This was supposed to be a question, but he turned it into a statement.
Lin Wanwan's heart felt as if it had been lightly pricked by a needle. It was a little sour and a little painful. Su Jingqian's four short words made her feel helpless, desolate, lonely and sad. meaning.
Facing Su Jingqian like this, she couldn't bear it, but she couldn't compromise because of it, nor could she try to convince herself to forgive him. The feeling of being betrayed by someone she trusted was just like when he abandoned her. Just like on the snowy mountain, for so many years, that incident has always been a thorn in her heart. Whether it is pulled out or not, it will always hurt.
"I have always trusted Lord Dongchen..." She slightly raised the corners of her lips, her smile was like a bottle of fine wine, but the cup was filled with sadness, "...the means."
Her answer made Su Jingqian's heart gradually sink, and there was a hint of melancholy that was difficult to resolve between his slightly frowned eyebrows.
"Then you..." His eyelashes trembled slightly for a few times, and when he looked at her again, his eyes were complicated and unreadable, but there was a hint of persistence in them, "Can you trust Su Jin?"
It was not Emperor Jingren, the king of Dongchen Kingdom, but Su Jin. This was the first time that he had clearly distinguished the two in front of her.
Lin Wanwan's heart tightened, as if there was a string tightening there, stirring the entanglement and hesitation in her heart, making her not know how to answer for a moment.
After being separated from him for many years, she originally thought that he had become a stranger. She was resentful, defensive, and untrustworthy towards him, and even had a desire for revenge. However, after getting along with him for nearly a year, she discovered that although The white clothes on his body have now transformed into black robes, but his heart seems to have never changed, and she can still see the shadow of his past in him.
Even though she was still worried about what happened back then, his silent care and dedication without asking for anything in return made her gradually let down her guard and open up her heart little by little. She even had feelings about what happened back then. A little suspicious, she thought that maybe the crack between them could be repaired.
She wanted to tell him that she was actually willing to believe him, but his use today was like a merciless slap in the face, which instantly knocked her back to her original shape, restoring the cracks between them that were about to be repaired. As is.
Thousands of thoughts were surging in her heart. The anger, unwillingness, disappointment and resentment were growing like weeds in her heart. She wanted to ask him why he had to pay so much for her and why he was so good to her. He clearly She had already seen hope, but why did she have to crush it with her own hands?
But when the words came to her lips, she could not say them honestly. She was afraid that his answer would be too warm, which would shake her and make her lose her guard. She was even more afraid that he would deliberately say something in a cold tone that would make her heartbroken. Lung's words pushed her away completely.
She stared at him, her red lips moved, but in the end she just asked: "Can I still believe you?"
When Su Jingqian heard this, he smiled softly. The skylight and white snow were so bright, but the light could not shine into his deep eyes. It was so quiet and deep, as if shrouded in a dark night. , showing a bit of lingering desolation.
"Yes, Beiluo Division is indeed an important chess piece for the Dongchen Kingdom."
He closed his eyes sadly, then raised his eyes and glanced at her, but that glance contained too many emotions, heavy and heavy, and his eyes seemed calm and firm, hot and persistent.
"But you, Lin Wanwan, are definitely not a pawn to Su Jin. Su Jin has never thought of taking advantage of you, not before, not now, and never in the future."
Lin Wanwan was stunned for a moment, feeling as if her heart had been hit hard by something. Suddenly, there was a breaking sound in her ears, and the tight string in her heart was broken.
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