The whip hit hard happened to be the wound in her heart that had not yet healed, and the rapid running and huge impact force were accompanied by a mouthful of hot blood when they pushed her into Zhang Shaoqing's arms.

"Susu!"

"Susu!"

Zhang Shaoqing and Yin Yuan were both full of shock and distress. None of them could have imagined that this seemingly thin and weak woman would fight for her life and scare the two guards away.

"Susu, Susu! How are you? How's it going? ”

Zhang Shaoqing always thought that love in the world should be a happy dream, and it is rare to live and die together with the promise of physical appearance, and the deep meaning or fragrant absurdity are the same, and they will be forgotten one day. But now, he suddenly began to have a trace of doubt - no matter whether the leather whip and sword are loved, will they really sacrifice their lives to protect each other? recalled the so-called love he had given Yin Suwen, but he was far from asking himself.

"What a fool!"

Wiping the blood from her lips, a little guilt seemed to well-up in her heart. Although, he has never really been ashamed of anyone.

Yin Su asked that it hurt, it hurt in the wound in the body, and it hurt even more in the gap in the heart. For a long time, she should have hated this man, hated him for abandoning him and breaking his oath first, but now she is reluctant to see him suffer all the punishment. She tormented herself over and over again, and finally couldn't tell the difference between love and hate, and could only act with what little instinct she had left—to do her best to protect him.

The snow had stopped, and there was a brief silence, only the voice of Zhang Shaoqing calling softly. Yin Suwen shook her head for a moment, as if she had returned to the peach blossom season of that year, and a young man in a white shirt with a smile in his eyes gently stretched out his hand to her.

Huangliang dreams, only the memories are still warm.

"I'll just ask: Did you still count what you said?"

Her voice was unusually soft, as if she was afraid of dissipating the dream.

Zhang Shaoqing was slightly stunned, then nodded heavily, hugged her tighter, close to her ear.

"Eternal life in the Palace of Eternal Life, love each other when you are immortal. Count! ”

"Good!"

Struggling out of his arms, Yin Suwen knelt down in front of Yin Yuan again, weak and haggard like a peach blossom frozen by frost and snow.

"Daddy! All of this is not good for the daughter! ”

She solemnly kowtowed to admit her mistake, and did not plead again, her expression was full of vulnerability, and a trace of demonic ice blue faintly appeared in her eyes.

Yin Yuan turned his back silently, with a deep sigh. The night wind was so strong that it seemed to have a little tear in his eyes.

"Zhang family boy, let you leave for the time being. Go back and tell Zhang He, don't think about your in-laws, don't deceive people too much about what the Zhang family does! Otherwise, the old man will never back down again! ”

Knowing that Yin Yuan would not give up, Zhang Shaoqing came today with all the preparations and determination to persevere to the end, but was unexpectedly stopped by Yin Suwen.

"Susu, come with me!"

"You dare!"

Yin Yuan was about to regret his momentary soft-heartedness, this kid from the Zhang family dared to blatantly want to take Yin Suwen away.

"Shaoqing"

Turning around and holding Zhang Shaoqing's hand, Yin Suwen shook his head slightly.

"You go back first, and after a few days, my body will be well raised, and it's not too late to think about it in the long run."

No one would have thought that the person who really rejected Zhang Shaoqing's marriage proposal would be Yin Suwen himself-the woman who had given everything in the past ten years and wanted to marry him.

Seeing Yin Su ask himself to make a clear statement, Master Yin finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but Zhang Shaoqing on the side instantly became nervous.

"Susu, what are you?"

"Shaoqing, give me some more time to think about it. When I think everything through, I'll go to you. ”

"Susu, don't be like that. If someone coerces you to do this, tell me! Zhang Fu will do his best to protect you, don't be afraid! ”

Zhang Shaoqing was still dazed and puzzled, he only thought that Yin Suwen must have been coerced by Master Yin or someone else, and he was anxiously trying to persuade something.

"Shaoqing, Shaoqing, listen to me! No one or anything is forcing me, and this decision today has nothing to do with my father! ”

The person Yin Su asked was extremely weak, but his words were firm and his eyes were clear, and it was obvious that what Fang Cai said was not impulsive.

"Ten years later, it was indeed my dream wish to marry you, but today, so much has happened, and it takes me a while to think about it. Instead of blindly acting without knowing what is going on, it is better for you and me to calm down for a while. If you can still identify each other after calm confirmation, then the mountains and the sky are together, and the elements will definitely accompany each other. For now, you should go back to recuperate with peace of mind, okay? ”

Such words really made Zhang Shaoqing speechless. She only said that she was right and relieved, and only said that she would give him a clear answer in the near future, but she never said again, "I love you, you know it." ”

After some tossing, the news that Yin Suwen had become the center of gravity for the Yin and Zhang families spread far and wide, and her life in the house was much easier. Master Yin still basically didn't meet her face-to-face, but he no longer had any requirements to force her, and the rest of the people in the mansion who were used to being high and low also quieted down at this time, and everyone stopped to watch, but Nanzhu raised his eyebrows a lot, and he had enough confidence to speak every day.

"Miss, Miss, look what good things I've taken! Nanzhu couldn't hide a smile on her face, and rushed into the house with a plate of exquisite hibiscus osmanthus cake, eager to give it to Yin Suwen to taste.

"Miss, come and try it, this is a tribute from Jiangnan, there are only a few pieces in the house, and there is really pearl powder in it!" That group of bad guys who are fighting with people, seeing that we are not good at bullying, rushed to stammer one by one. I was already late for the go, but the cook still kept such a good thing, you said this is not a dog's tail grass that fell on the wall! ＂

After a burst of joy, Nanzhu, who finally said happily, found that her young lady didn't seem to be listening to what she said from beginning to end.

Yin Suwen sat quietly by the window alone, looking out of the window in a daze. On the desk was a bouquet of peach blossoms, a set of paper and ink, and a half-copied Buddhist scripture. The window was open, and a gust of wind blew through it, bringing up a few strands of hair and dried petals, but she was still unaware, quiet like a painting.

"Miss? ＂

Nam-joo cautiously walked to Yin Suwen's side, gently approved her coat and pushed her again.

"Why doesn't Miss speak?"

"It's fine."

Yin Suwen came back to his senses only to see that the rice paper on the table had been soaked with the fine snow in the wind, and he wanted to change it again, but he saw that the handwriting on the paper was writing, "People who love love are like torches." If you go against the wind, you will burn your hands", after thinking about it, he did not throw it away.

"Is Miss copying Buddhist scriptures?"

Nanzhu is illiterate, but the appearance of the scriptures is still recognizable, and there were many in the Buddhist hall of Mrs. Yin back then. She looked puzzled, because Yin Suwen had hardly entered the Buddhist hall since she was a child, and rarely worshiped the Buddha. Especially in those tormented years, she always said that there are no gods and Buddhas in this world, and no one can really save the world from fire and water. At present, it seems that her own lady not only began to copy the Buddhist scriptures carefully, but also looked like she cherished the scriptures.

"Just write and meditate."

Yin Suwen didn't explain much, only closed the paper and ink, as if there was a secret hidden in it that he didn't want to show.