Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 968

"Although he is a very good person and is also very good to me, I just do not like him very much and want to distance myself from him." Wei Yuanwei added a few more words.

After Cang Chu heard this, he let out a light sigh, "It doesn't matter, it'll be fine after a month. When I get the antidote from Feng Yin, you'll be able to recover all your memories."

These words seemed to be said with sincerity for Wei Yuanwei's sake.

And Wei Yuanwei only coldly thought in her heart, that Cang Chu really does have a Seven Apertures Mystical Heart, and that he's too hypocritical.

"That's what he told me. Let me be patient for a while." Wei Yuanwei followed what Cang Chu said.

"I'll try to shorten the time I have left. Mu Jin really cares about you, and he should accommodate your feelings a little, but, you know, he's a man too. He has normal needs, and you're his wife, yet you're unwilling to get close to him. Cang Chu lowered his eyebrows and smiled warmly at Wei Yuanwei.

Wei Yuanwei stood at the side and didn't speak, instead, she clenched her hands tightly inside her sleeves. Why did she see in Cang Chu's eyes that kind of feeling of "just need you to be happy and I'll be fine"?

Was Cang Chu doing this for Mu Jin?

Or was it meant for her?

"I'll try my best." Wei Yuanwei said softly, then turned his eyes and asked: "You are the master of the Su'er, then what is your relations.h.i.+p with me? Why do I feel like your relations.h.i.+p with Mu Jin is rather good. "

"We are very close friends, and as for my relations.h.i.+p with Mu Jin, we used to be master and servant, but now … They are also master and servant, and work under him. They can probably be considered his subordinates. " Cang Chu seriously considered this question. Under the flickering light, his smile was as innocent as a child's.

"You were master and servant in the past? Then that means you were once a subordinate of Mu Jin and became my close friend? " Wei Yuanwei acted as if he was complicated by the relations.h.i.+p between them.

When Wei Yuanwei said this, Su'er who was sleeping on the bed rolled over, smacked her lips a few times, and then said some vague words in his sleep. However, Wei Yuanwei was still able to hear the words in his sleep: "Master".

"Are you sleepy? If you're not sleepy, we can talk outside? " Cang Chu seemed to be afraid of waking the slumbering Su'er up, so he suggested this idea.

Wei Yuanwei shook her head and said curiously: "I'm not sleepy, let's talk outside?"

In a secluded pavilion, the bright moonlight scattered down from the gaps between the leaves, scattering all over the ground.

Cang Chu and Wei Yuanwei sat on the railing.

Cang Chu's sitting posture was somewhat casual. He had one foot on the railing and his back was leaning on a red pillar. His black hair was tied up high with a black strand, giving people a feeling of being at ease and at ease.

Wei Yuanwei sat on the other side of the railings and watched Cang Chu train with her clean hands on her knees and the white porcelain wine pot in her other hand.

Cang Chu started to tell Wei Yuanwei about Mu Jin from the first day he knew him.

At that time, Mu Jin was still a teenager. He was n.o.ble and pure with no dust under his eyes, and at the same time, unreachable.

His personality was also very gentle, his elegant, mist-like eyes were crystal clear, without any impurities. And when he smiled, he was like a newly melted ice flower, possessing a gentle elegance, like a peach flower blooming in the spring, incomparably gorgeous.

Listening to Cang Chu's description of Mu Jin, why did Wei Yuanwei seem to be similar to Cang Chu in the past?

Isn't Cang Chu gentle like jade, with clear eyes and a bright smile?

Cang Chu raised his elegant neck and poured a jug of wine into his mouth, after that, it flowed down his throat and slowly flowed into his stomach, and not long after, his face flushed red.

Cang Chu wiped the wine stains on his mouth with his sleeve and continued to talk about Mu Jin's preferences.

But the more Cang Chu spoke, the more Wei Yuanwei felt like she was talking about herself.

Isn't it the first snow of winter when you watch the stars fall and enjoy the full moon? Isn't this what Cang Chu often does?

Why did she say that Mu Jin liked it?

She had heard Cang Chu play the flute before, and it was always the same tune. However, Cang Chu had never played the flute in front of her before, nor did he ever say that he knew how to play the flute.

As for Mu Jin, she didn't even know that Mu Jin could play the flute, yet Cang Chu actually said that Mu Jin liked these musical instruments.

Wei Yuanwei quietly listened from the side, but there were indeed some who liked to listen to it the same way as Mu Jin.

Cang Chu suddenly changed the topic at the end: "Ever since I left the Crown Prince Palace, I have always copied Mu Jin's every move, every word and action, especially during the five years when I was in the underworld clans, I have lived as Mu Jin, but.."

As he said his last sentence, Cang Chu was choked with sobs. Those pair of gentle eyes were also instantly dyed red, and a few tears instantly shone in the depths of her eyes like twinkling stars.

Wei Yuanwei was stunned upon hearing this, she was truly stunned, Cang Chu had always been imitating the Mu Jin of the past?

But, if that was the case, why did Mu Jin not have any reaction at all? Can't he see that there are traces of him on Cang Chu's body?

"But what?" Wei Yuanwei asked.

"But she'll never like me." The tears in Cang Chu's eyes obscured his vision. Those tears were like sparkling diamonds, causing one's heart to ache.

Wei Yuanwei was truly shocked. She had known Cang Chu for so many years, but she had never seen Cang Chu so sad.

"You … like Mu Jin? " Wei Yuanwei said these words with shock.

If you like someone, then you will unknowingly change yourself into a person who likes you, and everything that Cang Chu said is true. Then, Cang Chu's love for Mu Jin can be said to be engraved in his memories.

Even after so many years had pa.s.sed, Cang Chu still managed to clearly remember Mu Jin's feelings and habits, and what supported him from behind, was precisely his love.

Cang Chu did not speak, he turned his head and poured all the remaining half of the jug of wine into his mouth. First it was cool, then it was hot, burning his throat, causing the tears at the corner of his eyes to drip down.

It left behind a trail of tears.

All of this seemed very calm, but in Wei Yuanwei's eyes, it was extremely shocking.

If all of this was happening, then Cang Chu's acting skills were just too good?

That kind of heartache, that kind of hopelessness, that kind of sadness, slowly seeped out from his blood bit by bit. Whether it was his eyes or his slight frown, only someone who had truly fallen in love could have that kind of sadness.