Chapter 1944: Nightmare (12)

She was almost crying in a hurry.
The young lady is the only disciple of the lord, and the lord pampers her very much on weekdays and will not kill her, at best a small punishment.
but……
She is just a maid, and the lord will definitely execute her.
Mo Xinyan bit her lip tightly, her body trembling: "Why should he be so fierce to me? Did I do something wrong?"
"Miss!" The maid bit her lip fiercely, her eyes flushed, "It's no use thinking about him now, we should think about how to explain to the lord..."
Mo Xinyan didn't speak, and the calm heart lake had already been disturbed.
If this man doesn’t wake up, she doesn’t want to steal the man from the master, but the moment she sees the man’s eyes...
She knew that she had fallen in love with him completely!
Therefore, she did not want to give up, nor was she reconciled!
"Xiaoying, before I met him, I didn't know what it was like to fall in love at first sight," Mo Xinyan slowly stood up from the ground, her pretty face was stained with a wry smile, "But after meeting him, I did I know that some people only need a face-to-face to fall in love with him... I want to be his woman, even as a concubine, and I am willing."
Unfortunately, it is impossible for a strong woman like Master to agree to let her be his concubine.
But she has moved her heart, what can she do?
"Don't worry, I will explain this to Master." Mo Xinyan looked back at Xiaoying and smiled brilliantly, "And, have you forgotten that this world belongs to Master, he doesn't It may escape from Master’s palm, so Master will not blame us too much..."
Having said that, they disobeyed the lord's words and saw the man in the secret room. This alone made the lord inevitably furious.
Xiaoying stood up from the ground, biting her lip tightly without saying a word.
For a long time, Mo Xinyan took the lead and said, "Let’s go, let’s go to Master to explain, I believe Master will forgive us..."
...
Outside the ancient house, there is a forest.
The moon-shrouded forest is quite gloomy, and the evening breeze blows by, and the cloudy wind gusts.
The man's purple robe was pierced by a tree branch, and he was suddenly unknown, his silver hair looked like a demon under the moonlight.
"Yaner...Yaner...Where are you?"
He pressed his head tightly with his hand, desperately trying to recall the almost vague face in his mind, but he tried his best and never recalled the woman's face.
...
"Little girl, without you, my heart is dead. With your presence, it is alive."
...
The man's hand involuntarily moved down from his head, and his fingers were gently placed on his chest. At this moment, his heart seemed to stop beating, and he could even hear the wind and grass around him quietly.
Without her, this place is dead. Only when she stands in front of her, this heart... is it alive?
"Even if I can't remember anything, I don't know what you look like, but I will find you everywhere in the world!"
The man's red lips pursed with a smile, and under the evening breeze, he looked very enchanting and confusing, and amazed all beings.
...
Ancient house.
The woman in white hurriedly walked through the corridor.
From a distance, she saw Mo Xinyan who was waiting for her at the entrance of the study.
The moment Mo Xinyan saw the white-clothed woman, she was a little flustered, especially when she touched her powerful and compelling aura, she hurriedly stepped back a few steps, with panic in her eyes.