The autumn wind is bleak, blowing all over the ground, adding a bit of bleakness to this cool autumn day.

Outside the noon gate, drums resounded in the sky, and onlookers whispered about how the beheaded man had died.

On the beheading platform, the prisoner in the bloody prison uniform knelt as soft as a defeated eggplant, and the extremely dirty green silk covered her face, making it impossible to see her expression at the moment, and on the arrow on her back, the three words Ye Xiaoqi were written in red cinnabar.

The warden glanced at the sky, and saw that the hour was about right, so he took a token with the word chop written on it from the wooden tube and threw it on the ground.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, chop. ”

As soon as the voice fell, the executioner's head fell to the ground with his knife in his hand, and blood splattered, which was shocking.

Shen Qingyu, who was standing in the crowd, pulled the black cloak on his head expressionlessly, and turned around after squeezing through the crowd.

From now on, there will be no Ye Xiaoqi in this world!

Linlai Inn.

As soon as Shen Qingyu stepped into the door, Mu Yao jumped up and hugged her tightly.

"Yaoyao, what are you doing here?" She froze in place crying and laughing.

The latter sniffed and said with a crying voice: "I want to kill you." ”

She smiled and stroked her hair as if she were a kitten.

"By the way, you must not be able to eat and sleep well inside, so I specially prepared a lot of food today, and this time I must eat and sleep well. Mu Yao said with a smile as she took her hand and walked.

She sat down and glanced around: "Which son?"

"Do you mean Nanxun?" Mu Yao's eyes were full of affectionate glimmers.

She was stunned for a moment, looked at Mu Yao and couldn't help but look slightly condensed, just for a moment, then joked with a shallow smile: "Yaoyao didn't fall in love with this Nanxun son, right?"

The woman who was immersed in love seemed to have lost the ability to think, Mu Yao did not notice Shen Qingyu's solemnity at that moment, but nodded at her shyly.

"Qiqi, you don't know, Nanxun really treats me very well, and he doesn't care about the scar on my face at all, and he also said that he will help me heal this scar. She smiled at the scar on her face and smiled happily.

What happened in the period from March to autumn?

Looking at the peach blossom-like flush on her face, as well as the natural delicateness, Shen Qingyu knew that this woman who had always been grinning was really in love with that man.

Recalling the secret conversation in the cell, the man who smiled softly but was extremely wealthy, she couldn't help frowning slightly, that man seemed to be tender but was actually ruthless, Yu Yaoyao was only afraid that he was acting on the spot.

She smacked her lips, trying to say something but couldn't spit out as if it was stuck in her throat.

After a while, she finally held back this sentence in her throat: "Does Yaoyao feel happy?"

Mu Yao supported her chin with both hands, pursed her lips, and nodded softly with a smile.

"That's fine. She smiled, and looked at the table full of food.

Meanwhile.

Gu Nanxun, who had dealt with the follow-up matters, had just returned to the room of the inn and received a letter from Chang'an.

"Master. Gu Yi took out the letter written on it from his bosom and handed it to him respectfully.

Snuggling up on the soft couch, he didn't have time to rest for a moment before he picked up the letter.

I don't know what the letter is, but I saw that his originally lazy and calm handsome face gradually became a little more solemn.

"Master. Gu Yi frowned, looked at Gu Nanxun, who was staying by himself, and walked slowly towards the table.

"Looks like we can't wait. Gu Nanxun lit the fire and put it into the tea-filled vessel, and threw the letter into it.

Shen Qingyu and Mu Yao, who were full of food and drink here, lay down on the bed.

"Qiqi, the two of us have suffered so much, it's all because of that bad belly of flattery, do we have to find a way to teach her a lesson?" Mu Yao turned over and lay on top of her, her eyes full of eccentricity.

The corners of her mouth hooked, extremely gloomy: "I have already thought of this method." ”

She has always been a person who will repay her, and since she fell into the trap of flattery, she has not planned to let go of flattery.

"What's the method?" Mu Yao looked at her with great interest.

She smiled silently, and was about to speak, but a gentle voice sounded outside the room.

"Yaoyao. ”

"It's Nanxun. Mu Yao called out in surprise, and quickly turned over and stayed like a rabbit, with unconcealed affection between her eyebrows.

Shen Qingyu's eyes dimmed slightly, and he stood up to look, only to see that Mu Yao, who opened the door, threw himself into Gu Nanxun's arms like a child. Compared to Mu Yao's full of joy, she couldn't see a trace of sincerity on his face.

"Nanxun, why did you come back?" She wrapped her hands tightly around his waist, tilted her little head, and pursed her mouth in disgust.

He smiled so gently, raised his hand and pinched her fleshy cheeks: "I haven't seen you for two hours, how can I be like three autumns." ”

She blushed when she was said, but she still muttered fiercely: "It's not because people like you." ”

He smiled heartily and took her in his arms. No one can see through the coldness of alienation under the warm veins.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he looked into Shen Qingyu's eyes full of coldness, and the corners of his mouth hooked in this regard, and he smiled strangely.

Who can see through that gentle skin, there is such a frightening heart, if she wants her to say that he is simply a smiling Yama, between talking and laughing, he has already calculated everything clearly.

In this chess game, not only her, but even Yaoyao is also a son on his chessboard............

"I'll ask Gu Yi to prepare some cloth for you, you go and see what style you like. Retracting his gaze, he scratched Mu Yao's nose like a doting one.

"How about I let Qiqi pick with me?" she smiled so cutely.

"Okay, but I still have something to say to Miss Ye, how about you go by yourself?" he raised his hand with a shallow smile and pinned the broken hair from her sideburns behind her ears.

Mu Yao glanced back at Shen Qingyu, who had already stayed at some point, nodded with a smile, and walked out by herself.

After Mu Yao left, there were only two people left in the room, and the pretended smile in his eyes disappeared in an instant, he turned around and closed the door, and he walked slowly to sit opposite her.

The room was very silent, he didn't say anything, she didn't speak, but poured tea and tasted it carefully.

He deliberately supported Yaoyao, that is, he had something to say to her.

After a while, he took the folding fan in his hand and knocked it on the table again and again.

"Tomorrow, someone will send Yaoyao back to the first village in the world. ”

Her hand stiffened for a moment, and after a moment, she quietly drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"Tonight, I want Miss Ye's heart's blood, and tomorrow we will set off for Chang'an together. ”

went to Chang'an, waited for a long time, and finally waited for this day.

"Can you wait for me to do something before the blood is taken?" she put down her cup and looked at him with a smile on her face.

As if he had seen through what she was thinking, he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and poured himself a cup with the pot: "Mei Yi will die tonight." ”

She narrowed her eyes and sneered: "Childe is really clever, whatever I think, Childe knows." ”

"Miss Ye's temperament is also a little bit known. He casually took a sip of tea, then frowned, and put the tea cup on the table: "This tea doesn't taste good." ”

She glanced at the tea poured on the table, and smiled coldly: "Childe is used to drinking good tea, and this kind of ordinary tea can't be tasted." ”

"That being said, since this tea exists, it has value. He smiled meaningfully, poured another glass, and drank it all.

"What if one day this tea loses its value?" she looked at him with a smirk.

"Even though it is dusty, it is still in the jade. ”

"I hope Childe can remember what he said today. She said with a deep expression. Was he placating her?

"Miss Ye rest assured. He smiled undeniably.

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