Chapter 812 Everything Has Ended Before It Even Started

He hated this kind of artificial fragrance. Over time, he didn't like women to approach him, and he had no plans to fall in love or get married.

However, he smelled the fragrance of orchids, lingering lightly on his nose.

Sikong Heng paused for two seconds, then stretched out his slender green-white fingers to push her away, and his clear black eyes fell on the girl's face.

He didn't see the whole face because Bai Xue was wearing a gauze scarf on her face.

Although Bai Xue lowered her head, she still felt a dark and deep gaze falling on her face. She didn't panic and quickly stretched out her little hand to scratch her face twice, making it look like there were red spots on her face.

"There...a lot of people ran there just now." She pointed in the direction behind in panic.

Sikong Heng looked away from the girl's face calmly and glanced at his subordinates, "Go after her."

He led his men away quickly.

…

all gone.

Bai Xue curled her red lips, and there was a dangerous enchantment in those cold eyes. Stepping on her snow-white feet, she walked towards the elevator in front of her.

Just as she turned a corner, her steps faltered.

Because standing in front of the elevator was a figure as smooth as jade, Sikong Heng.

Sikong put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked like he had been waiting for her. There was a bit of laziness in his noble expression. When he saw her coming, he raised his eyes slightly, and the cold black eyes hidden behind the gold mirror fell over. The corners of his lips With a sarcastic arc, he said, "I didn't expect Black Rose to be such a robber."

It turned out that he had discovered her a long time ago.

He knew she was Black Rose at a glance.

Bai Xue raised her eyes and looked at this man. He was very fair and had handsome facial features, making him look like a young boy.

But he was also a born noble, with an aura as clean and moist as an immortal.

"You are the world-famous Doctor Sikong, and your child is really... handsome."

“…”

Sikong Heng pursed her thin lips and she covered her face. He could only see her cold eyes. Her eyes fell on his handsome face and she looked at him unabashedly.

“Hand over the niggas.”

Bai Xue ran away.

She ran away.

This woman is cunning.

Like a little fox.

Sikong Heng chased after her, stretched out his slender fingers and clasped her delicate white wrist.

The girl reacted very quickly. With a twist of her side, the bright wrist slipped out of his palm.

He didn't have the habit of hitting women, so he said quietly, "Hand over the black man, I won't argue with you."

Bai Xue glanced at him, ignored him, and just ran.

Sikong Heng's cold black eyes suddenly turned cold, and he quickly raised his palm to strike at her shoulder.

Bai Xue has three-legged cat kung fu, but he is sensitive, cunning, cold and demonic, and his reaction speed is extremely fast.

But she still couldn't beat Sikong Heng.

This time Bai Xue was smarter. She couldn't beat the man or run away, so she kicked open a room door and hid directly in the room.

"ah!"

Two screams erupted in the room. It turned out that there was someone in the room, "Ah, what a big change!"

Two people in the room cursed her, put on their clothes in a hurry, and ran away as if they were running away.

“…”

Bai Xue said that she was innocent, so why did she become a "big pervert"?

At this time, she quickly smelled a strange fragrance. When she looked sideways, she saw a strange fragrance burning in the room.

Bai Xue's little face suddenly turned cold. What's worse, he was careless and fell into the trap.

She quickly covered her mouth and nose, but it was too late.

At this time, the door was opened, and a clear figure stood beside the door. Sikong Heng stood there, his cold black eyes falling quietly on her body.

He saw something strange about her at a glance.

Bai Xue looked at him, "You...what do you want to do?"

Sikong Heng put one hand in his trouser pocket and took out his cell phone, "Hand over the black man, or I'll call a few people for you."

His voice was clear and pleasant, without any fluctuations, but he said it with his lips curled up.

Calm and gentle, he takes risks to the extreme.

Bai Xue scolded those two people a thousand times in her heart. Her cold eyes turned rapidly, "Let me think about it..."

Sikong Heng turned sideways and made a call with his handsome eyelids lowered as he walked.

Bai Xue suddenly rushed over and hugged him.

----

Two hours later.

Mrs. Sikong hurried to Fengyue Hotel with Uncle Fu. Mrs. Sikong angrily yelled, "Who? Which flower-picking thief is he? Really... so discerning!"

The door to the room was closed, and there were people guarding the door.

Mrs. Sikong put on the doorknob, turned around and told Uncle Fu with a solemn expression, "I will go in alone to explore the situation. You all should guard and don't allow a fly to fly in, so as not to damage the reputation and integrity of my Sikong family."

Uncle Fu nodded, wishing he could nod his head to the ground, "Don't worry, madam, I will definitely do it!"

Mrs. Sikong pushed open the door and entered.

…

Mrs. Sikong walked into the room. The big bed was very messy. Sikong Heng was sitting on the bed, leaning on the head of the bed lazily and decadently with a smooth and straight back. One long leg was stretched out straight, and the other leg was curled up at the knee. A slender wrist wearing a luxury watch rests on it, and he is smoking a cigarette between his slender fingers.

He has already put on his clothes. Every piece of Dr. Sikong's clothes, which is always serious about mysophobia, will be ironed without any wrinkles. But now the white shirt and black trousers on his body are already wrinkled, and the white shirt has not been tucked in yet. In his trousers, his black leather belt hung by the bed, and the leather buckle fell on the carpet.

"Oh Sikong, my dear son, how could such an unfortunate thing happen to you?"

Mrs. Sikong ran forward and looked at Sikong Heng with great concern, "Sikong, tell mom quickly, did that flower thief hurt you?"

"What should I do? You have lost your innocence. How can I explain to Miss Bai?"

"Forget it. I think Miss Bai doesn't like you either. You can't handle her. Mom has no requirements for you. Just marry the flower thief just now?"

"..."

Sikong Heng had a headache. He lifted his eyelids to look at his mother, then got up and got out of bed.

Madam Sikong grabbed his sleeve and said, "Sikong, now that things have come to this, you should be more open-minded. You are already the person of this flower-stealing thief. Don't worry, mom has asked people to retrieve the hotel and road surveillance, and will definitely catch this flower-stealing thief."

"That's it..." Madam Sikong poked her hand and asked in a low voice with expectation, "Is mom going to hold the baby?"

"Mom!"

Sikong Heng lowered his voice and stopped him unhappily.

Madam Sikong was startled and pouted her lips. She muttered unhappily, "Uncle Fu held his great-grandson last month. My sisters who play cards are all showing off their daughters-in-law and grandchildren in their circle of friends, but I have nothing. They don't allow me to say, what sin have I committed by giving birth to a son like you!"

"..."

Sikong Heng pretended not to hear it. He put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, picked up the belt with his slender fingers and tied it around his sturdy waist, and then ran away.

"Master." The subordinates followed him respectfully.

Sikong Heng walked briskly in the corridor, his clear and moist voice exuded boundless coldness, "Pass my order, from now on, do your best to capture Black Rose, do not hurt her, catch her alive, and send her to me."

"Yes." The subordinate nodded.

The elevator door opened, and Sikong Heng entered the elevator.

The elevator door closed again.

Sikong Heng leaned against the wall mirror, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and slowly frowned. The woman ran away.

She stole the black man, didn't she want to make a new medical vaccine?

But this is very difficult.

He didn't believe she had the ability!

The big hand hanging at his side slowly pulled into a fist, he was thinking about how to catch her, she had a tattoo on her body, she couldn't run away.

He would definitely catch her!

...

Half a month later.

Sikong Heng's clear and moist face was as dark as it could not be, because Black Rose disappeared since that night.

It seemed that there was no such person as Black Rose in this world.

"Master." At this time, the subordinate hurried in.

"Speak."

The subordinate wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "The latest medical information, Black Rose has developed a new medical vaccine, which has caused a sensation in the entire medical community."

Sikong Heng's cold black eyes suddenly shrank. She actually developed a new vaccine in such a short time.

Okay, he really underestimated her before.

He has never forgotten her.

As if he can't forget her.

He is proud in his bones, and he doesn't want to meet a girl who can compete with him in medicine now. At this moment, there is indeed surprise in his eyes.

The desire to find her is getting stronger and stronger.

Black Rose.

He silently recited this name in his heart.

……

Country A, Imperial City.

Today, Lu Yeming and Dongfang Ruoli got married.

Dongfang Ruoli got up early to put on makeup. Lu Yeming stood in front of the French window, looking at the red beans behind.

At this time, Fanmen walked in, "Master, I just got the news that Jun Xiqing succeeded to the throne as the female president today, and the whole country of Z celebrates."

Lu Yeming's deep phoenix eyes moved. What a coincidence, today he got married, and today she succeeded to the throne.

His and her lives have returned to the established track, and there will be no more anxiety in the future.

"I know." He responded lightly.

The auspicious time for the wedding has arrived. The bridesmaid led Dongfang Ruoli out, and Lu Yeming and her bowed to the hall and kowtowed three times.

The whole imperial city was trapped in the red celebration.

Then, Lu Yeming personally took Dongfang Ruoli's hand and took her step by step to the steps of imperial power. Since then, Dongfang Ruoli has officially become the queen of A country, the mother of the world.

At night, the bride Dongfang Ruoli was sent to the bridal chamber, waiting for her long-awaited wedding night.

In the middle of the night, the voice of the maid rang out from outside the door, "Master."

Dongfang Ruoli had already taken a bath and was wearing a flowing red gauze dress, with her long hair falling softly. She was imitating... Tang Moer, who had worn such a red dress and had long hair falling down.

Not only was she going to marry the most distinguished man in Country A, she was also going to give birth to the Crown Prince of Country A.

Dongfang Ruoli looked up at herself in the mirror, and now she was exactly like Tang Moer.

She knew the love hidden deep in his heart, and he could not get it when Tang Moer was alive.

Now, as Tang Moer's shadow, she sent herself to him to fulfill his dream.

Isn't this a kind of perfection?

At this time, with a "creak", the door of the room was pushed open, and a tall and jade-like figure walked in.

Lu Yeming is back.

Dongfang Ruoli quickly stepped forward, her soft eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as water, "Master, have you drunk?"

Lu Yeming smelled of alcohol.

Today is a big wedding, all the elders and dignitaries of Country A are here to attend, he just went to socialize.

"Well, I had a few drinks."

Lu Yeming responded indifferently. He had drunk a lot of wine, and even his deep phoenix eyes were no longer clear as before, but covered with a layer of drunkenness and blurred charm.

He looked up at Dongfang Ruoli. When he saw her in red, with long hair, and walking gently from the light, he was in a trance for a moment.

The Dongfang Ruoli in front of him actually overlapped perfectly with the soft and charming little face in his mind.

"Master, let me help you take off your clothes, you go take a shower first."

Dongfang Ruoli stood in front of Lu Yeming and raised her little hand to unbutton his suit.

Suddenly, her little hand was grabbed by a big hand and held in the palm.

Dongfang Ruoli's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked up at the handsome face in front of her.

"Yeming..."

She called softly.

Yeming.

Yeming.

When Mo'er was alive, she always called him like this.

Lu Yeming raised his big hand and slowly stroked Dongfang Ruoli's face. He murmured hoarsely, "Mo'er."

Dongfang Ruoli got into his arms.

Lu Yeming froze for a moment. After a few seconds, he stretched out his strong arm and clasped Dongfang Ruoli's shoulders, holding her tightly in his arms.

"Mo'er."

He murmured hoarsely, tightening his strong arm constantly, wishing to rub her into his bones and blood.

Dongfang Ruoli was soft all over. She sniffed the healthy and clean masculine masculinity on him with admiration. She couldn't help but envy Tang Mo'er in her heart. Why did she get such a deep love from this emperor?

After hugging for a while, Dongfang Ruoli gently pushed Lu Yeming away.

Lu Yeming looked at her, the red candle was swaying, the beauty was like a painting, like a dream.

He spread his long legs and approached her step by step.

The drunkenness just now had faded away, and only the coldness remained in his deep eyes. He lifted his thin lips and said expressionlessly, "Don't do it next time. Don't insult my Mo'er."

Dongfang Ruoli seemed to be pushed into the abyss by a big hand, and her little face turned pale.

"Just now you pretended to be very similar, as gentle as Mo'er, but her eyes don't have the admiration, greed and desire for power in your eyes, so don't pretend in the future. Mo'er is unique. In my eyes, you will never be her and can never be her."

Dongfang Ruoli was cold all over and forgot to speak for a while.

At this time, Lu Yeming pulled away.

"From now on, we will sleep in separate rooms. I have given you the identity of the queen. You just need to do your duties as the queen."

Lu Yeming opened the door and left.

...

He left?

He actually left?

Tonight is her and his wedding night. Tomorrow, Nanny Xi will come to collect the bloody handkerchief. He actually left her like this.

Dongfang Ruoli wanted to chase him, but she didn't dare.

From now on, she just needs to be a good queen.

No.

This is not what she wants.

…

In the middle of the night, it snowed outside.

Snow as big as goose feathers fell from the sky, quickly covering the ground with a layer of crystal white.

Lu Yeming walked out, stood at the top of the steps, and looked down from the center of power.

He looked down on the whole world.

At this time, Fanmen came over and put a black cloak on the man's handsome shoulders, "Master, it's snowing, and the weather is cold."

The black cloak made Lu Yeming's handsome face more elegant. He looked up and looked at the flying snow.

The lonely night enveloped it, and it was bleak.

"Master, what are you thinking about?" Fanmen asked.

What are you thinking about?

Lu Yeming slowly raised his thin lips, and his eyes passed through the carriage flowers, and he quickly passed through these 24 years.

He thought of Mo'er.

Mo'er accompanied him in his growth for 24 years, and she was all the beauty and warmth in his heart. He loved her.

But she left.

"What time is it now?" he asked.

"My Lord, it's twelve o'clock."

Twelve o'clock?

Fanmen hesitated for a moment, then said, "My Lord, tonight is New Year's Eve. Jun Xiqing is the female president. Tonight, she will celebrate the New Year with her people."

Fanmen handed over a video, and Lu Yeming lowered his eyes to watch---

The sky of Country Z is full of stars tonight. All the people gathered in the square, looking at the large LCD screen, shouting excitedly---five, four, three, two, one!

A small face as delicate as jade suddenly squeezed in the front of the camera. Jun Xiqing wore a crown on her black long hair, shining brightly. She made two "yeahs" to the camera and shouted happily---New Year!

All the people began to cheer, and then bang bang bang, the sky rang with extremely bright fireworks, the fireworks exploded, and fell like meteors.

Lu Yeming's eyes seemed to be fixed on her cheerful little face, and then he curled his lips lightly.

He smiled.

In fact, he just thought of her.

She was his first woman, the only woman he treated differently besides Moer.

A few days ago, the words "I miss you" were not false. The sweet time in the small mountain village was still vivid in my mind, and I had thought about starting another possibility with her.

But she didn't come.

Everything ended before it started.

They all left him.

The night was long, and we met again three years later.