I don't know if the process of abolishing the exercises in Mingyue Pavilion is really as painful as it is rumored to be more painful than cramps and bones.

But looking at a person like Su Yue, who didn't even say a word even if she was stabbed for someone, when she was locked in the meridians by a silver needle and let others abolish the exercises she practiced little by little, and screamed hoarsely in pain, I also had a little understanding.

I watched the executor holding a slender silver needle, cold sweat the size of a bean rolled down her forehead, she bit her lip tightly, and the red blood slipped from her lips, dripping on the blood stains left by Song Linyuan, covering layer after layer. The silver needles stuck in Su Yue's body made her look like a hedgehog, and I looked like I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't.

Because I have never seen her so embarrassed, she will always be the quiet Su Yue in my heart, as if she doesn't care about anything. Even before falling asleep, she told me that she had no previous memories, even if she blocked a knife for Song Linyuan on that day, even if she was held in Song Linyuan's arms later, and when she heard him say that, she never felt the slightest bit at a loss. But now, even though she bit her lips, she still couldn't restrain herself from screaming.

From the best killer to an ordinary woman, and she has to suffer no less than cramps and bones, I don't know what Su Yue thinks, but at this point, I can only scold her for being too stupid.

She was indeed too stupid, so stupid that she gave up everything she had for Song Linyuan's sentence "May you always be by my side", and never considered whether it was worth it or not.

After Song Linyuan was sent back to Pinghou Mansion by Su Yue, he fell asleep in bed for five days before waking up. Although Su Yue's knife did not hurt the vital point, but later he stabbed himself dangerously passed by the heart, if it wasn't for Su Yue's hand when he stabbed him in the chest, Su Yue subconsciously deviated, then I am afraid that there is no such person as Pinghou Song Linyuan in this world.

And Song Linyuan's assassination again alarmed his nephew Song Yi in the palace, Song Yi knew that he was furious after being assassinated nine times, and then ordered someone to investigate the matter thoroughly, and also sent precious medicinal materials such as ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum to the Pinghou Mansion as if they didn't need money. But the first thing Song Linyuan did when he woke up was not to thank his nephew, nor to ask for water as if he had been thirsty for hundreds of years like ordinary people, but to stagger to the courtyard where Su Yue had lived.

Song Linyuan, dressed in purple singles, stood in the courtyard, looking at the acacia tree that was still blooming luxuriantly, and looking at the white jade chessboard placed under the tree, his expression was slightly stunned.

There were black and white chess pieces on the chessboard under the tree, and there was a white porcelain teacup next to it, as if the person playing chess had just left because of something, but he understood that the person had already left.

This courtyard is still the same, with quaint carved windows, lush flowers and trees, and chess games placed under the trees, but the most important person is missing.

I watched Song Linyuan gasp slightly, and as time passed, his breath gradually calmed down, and the expression on his face changed from nervous to sluggish, and then slowly turned blank. He stood in the courtyard for a long time, his back was lonely, but he was as lonely as he had always been, and he didn't have much sense of disobedience against the prosperous three thousand behind him.

I don't know how long it took for him to turn around slowly. He hung his head slightly, his face was covered by the short hair on his forehead, and his purple clothes drew curvatures on the ground.

Song Linyuan walked a few steps, paused, and then raised his head solemnly, as if he felt something, and looked straight at the gate of the courtyard. There, there stood a white figure, thin and stubborn, familiar to him.

Su Yue was propping up the wall, dressed in white and disheveled, and her whole person looked like a dusty person. She looked at him expressionlessly, her eyebrows and eyes were clear and cold, and her body was so thin that it seemed as if it would be blown away by the wind in the next second.

They looked straight at each other like this, obviously only a dozen steps away, he only needed to take a few steps forward to hold her into his arms, but Song Linyuan didn't. He just looked at her quietly, as if he had split a world out of this red and turbid world, and his heart and eyes were full of that person.

In the end, it was Song Linyuan's personal servant who broke the unspeakable silence between the two when he came to look for him, the little servant took a cloak, looked at Song Linyuan and looked at Su Yue, and asked without understanding: "Miss Su Yue, that day...... Aren't you gone? ”

Su Yue's eyes were faint, and her tone was also light, she answered the little girl, but her eyes still stayed on Song Linyuan.

She said, "Aren't you welcome me back?"

"No, no, no!" The little girl saw that she had misunderstood, and hurriedly waved her hand to explain. He looked at Song Linyuan, then at Su Yue, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "It's naturally good for the girl to come back." As soon as Hou Ye woke up, he ran to the girl's yard, if the girl didn't come back, Hou Ye was afraid that he would be sad. ”

The little guy glanced at Song Linyuan carefully, and when Song Linyuan saw this, he coughed lightly, and a few touches of crimson gradually rose at the base of his ears. He stepped forward and took the cloak from the little servant's hand and said, "You go down first."

The little guy looked at the two of them, snickered, lowered his head, and then walked away step by step.

Su Yue watched Song Linyuan take the cloak and slowly approach, the hand holding the wall trembled slightly, but she immediately regained her composure, as if nothing had happened.

Song Linyuan walked up to her and naturally put the cloak on for her. He carefully knotted the belt, moved his hands, held her shoulders and looked at her for a long time, and then reached out and put his arms around her. He clinged to her forehead, obviously with great strength as if he wanted to rub her into his bones, but his tone was unusually flat: "Since you're gone, why do you want to come back?"

Su Yue leaned against his chest, still with that cold look: "If you don't welcome it, then I'll go." As he spoke, he was about to push him away.

I watched from the sidelines and was speechless, this girl is really stubborn to death. Obviously tortured just to be with him, but he never refused to say a word of convincing.

Song Linyuan grabbed her hand and pushed him, as if he was going to pinch her wrist off, but Su Yue just glanced at it lightly, except for her face being a little pale, her expression was normal as if the person who was pinched was not her.

Song Linyuan looked at her straight, as if he hadn't seen her for hundreds of years, and it was a luxury to take one more look. The branches and leaves of the acacia tree behind him are luxuriant, and the sunlight shines through the branches and leaves on the white jade chessboard to fall mottled light and shadow, and the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard are round and shiny, as in the past when he was in her courtyard, the two of them held opposite each other, and the fine light fell on the body, and the chess pieces in their hands were warm.

It didn't take long for him to let go of the hand on her wrist, then leaned over and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

"Su Su, now that I'm back, I won't let you go again......"

This book was first published in Reading Books