Chapter 68: When Will I Go Back?

Xia Yu's dark green eyes were as deep as the sea, as if she could suck Xia Linghe into it anytime and anywhere.

Xia Linghe didn't dare to look directly at his gaze, instinctively took a few steps back, Xia Yu's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward to pull Xia Linghe back to his side, and a carriage gradually moved away with angry cursing.

"Xia Linghe, are you crazy? When you see the carriage coming, you don't know how to hide? ”

Xia Yu called out her name for the first time, and his eyes were intertwined with all kinds of emotions, including helplessness, distress, and deep... Unwilling.

Xia Linghe realized for the first time that Xia Yu should not be a plaything, he is also a living person, and he should have his own life.

"Xia Yu, you haven't answered me to the question just now, why do you hate Yuwen Gongzi so much?"

Xia Yu turned his head stubbornly and refused to answer Xia Linghe's words.

And so it is again!

Xia Linghe's tone was more resolute than any time, since Xia Yu refused to answer, then she would be the villain, her eyes were like torches, and she poked directly into the most secret corner of Xia Yu's heart, "Xia Yu, every time I meet something you don't want to say, you are like this, I can never guess what you want to do." I don't want to tie you to my side, I will find a way to definitely remove the Gu worms in our bodies. ”

Xia Linghe's fists were clenched tightly, and his fair little face was full of stubborn light, as if he would not give up until he reached his goal.

Xia Yu was frightened by the firmness on her face, and her tone was eager and tinged with a certain sadness, "Master, don't you want me?" ”

In an instant, he seemed to be back to the way he was when he was a child, and he would only run behind Xia Linghe, without Xia Linghe, he would lose the meaning of survival.

Xia Linghe was stunned, trying to expel Xia Yu's appearance when she was a child from her mind, she said lightly, "It's not that I don't want you, you should have your own life, you can't protect me for a lifetime." ”

"I'm willing to protect you for the rest of my life."

Xia Yu's dark green eyes implied a certain firmness, like a huge pearl shining in front of Xia Linghe, making her a little dizzy.

Did she hear it wrong?

Xia Yu is willing to protect her?

Doesn't he hate himself the most?

Wasn't he forced to be with him?

Xia Linghe's head became even more dizzy, she couldn't think, and her speech became trembling, "Xia... Xia Yu, I'm dizzy, I... I'm going home. Xia Linghe lowered his head deeply, never wanting to look at Xia Yu's deep eyes again.

She suddenly felt a little weak.

Maybe she already knew that although Xia Yu was indifferent, he was also a person, and he also had his own emotional belonging.

It's that I'm too naΓ―ve.

Xia Yu stood quietly in place, staying for a long time, and he couldn't recover from the sudden change.

Was the owner frightened?

Will he stop himself?

When he returned to the inn with heavy steps, he found that the light in Xia Linghe's room had long since been extinguished.

With a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he jumped to the top of the inn, carefully stepped on a tile, sat on it, looked at the bright moon hanging in the air, and muttered to himself, "Xia Linghe, I don't want to leave you......"

......

Xue Zimu still sat down by the window, picked up a wine cup in his hand, the wine cup was green all over, and it was full of fragrant wine, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, raised his head, and drank the wine.

Zhou Cheng was so anxious next to him that he was in a hurry, "Childe, now is not the time to drink, let's go back as soon as possible, so as not to worry the old lady." ”

Xue Zimu's cyan clothes and wine cup match very well, as if they are ancient cultural relics unearthed together, which makes people always have a feeling that is not very real.

His gaze was deep and distant, looking at the bustling crowd below, and replied lightly, "They are all here, I haven't found any clues yet, why go back?" ”

The truth is this.

But your identity is different!

Zhou Cheng never said this sentence, and still replied with a smile on his face, "Childe, you have been investigating for so long, why don't we go back and continue to investigate, there are only victims here, and there is no murderer, and you have no need to investigate!" ”

A purple figure appeared in front of Xue Zimu's eyes, his eyes instantly became vivid, and he smiled lightly, "It's a coincidence, we didn't find them, they came to the door." ”

Zhou Chenghu looked at Xue Zimu suspiciously, and when he saw Wan Zibing's figure again, he suddenly understood, "Son, you can't delay the business for the sake of your children's affection!" ”

Xue Zimu gave Zhou Cheng a roll of his eyes, "Don't say that I didn't remind you and upset me, I'll ask the Holy Lord to let you be a little magistrate in this beautiful place, and you don't have to go back to Night Tears City." ”

Zhou Cheng's face suddenly wrinkled, and his face was bitter.

He knew that the prince must not be well-intentioned, and always wanted to find an opportunity to throw himself away, and he would never let the prince succeed.

He blinked his eyes, like a puppy begging for mercy from his master, but like a little fox full of calculations, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking, "Childe, the purple ice girl is here, do you need me to invite someone over?" ”

"Mouthy!"

Xue Zimu lowered his eyes quickly, but his trembling hands still betrayed his emotions, I don't know when he started to look forward to seeing Wan Zibing, this kind of blind expectation even exceeded the purpose of his coming here.

Zhou Cheng exhaled deeply, fortunately, the prince was not angry, and he would not be thrown down.

Wan Zibing found an unobtrusive corner and asked the shopkeeper to serve a few light side dishes.

The phantom looked at Wan Zibing's gaze, a little more cramped and uneasy, although her sister had never said anything, she could feel that something was quietly changing.

Or rather... My sister's feelings for Ouyang Yi have never changed.

She doesn't like people who detractor him.

"Sister, how long are we going to stay here?"

The phantom considered the words for a while before slowly spit out a sentence, she didn't dare to tell Wan Zibing the truth, she missed Butterfly Feather Tower a little.

Although Butterfly Feather Tower is not a good place, it is the place where she grew up, and for the phantom who has no memory, Butterfly Feather Tower is her second home.

This home does not have the luxury of other people's homes, and it does not have the warmth of other people's homes, but it is the place where she has lived since she was a child.

Wan Zibing's expression was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "Xiaoying, it's almost there, wait a few more days, it's really... If there is really no news, we will go back. ”

Wan Zibing's eyes were filled with sorrow, and she really couldn't answer the phantom question.

Does she want to say that as long as she goes back, it is equivalent to becoming Yu Niang's cash cow again?

She couldn't say anything.

Not to mention......

Wan Zibing could tell from the phantom's tangled expression that she had different feelings for Die Yulou.

This poor child, she has lost so much.

She doesn't want the phantom to be like herself, living in pain all her life, unable to love.

In the bleak moment, a fiery red shadow appeared.

Qianhongying's loud voice instantly resounded throughout the entire second floor, and many guests looked sideways, "Sister, Xiaoying, look at it, what good things have I brought you?" ”

Thousand Red Shadow's eyes were dyed with joy, and she still held a few packets of decent pastries in her hands.

The phantom leaned in and sniffed, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually increased, "Flower cake?" Is it Lee Kee's flower cake? ”

Qian Hongying snapped her fingers proudly, "That's right, it's my luck, this is the last treasure of the formation." ”

Her smug look and playful smile seemed to wash away the bleak atmosphere in an instant.

It was only at this time that Wan Zibing suddenly figured out a truth.

Although Qianhongying's temper is very bad, she is better than being frank and real, and her guests, eighty percent of them also take a fancy to this, maybe facing such a straightforward person can be regarded as a real relaxed state.

Wan Zibing's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling that Qianhongying was like a raging sun, which could always bring warmth to everyone.

Qianhongying stretched out her palm and shook it in front of her eyes, "Hey, hey, you're obsessed with me again?" Hurry up, eat this quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold for a while. ”

A coquettish voice came, "You're so eccentric! ”

Xun Fangli held Surabaya tears, came to Qianhongying's side, and sniffed hard, "Such a good thing, I plan to divide it like this, I really don't put me and tears in my eyes!" ”

Qianhongying put a piece of flower cake in front of Surabaya tears as if offering a treasure, "Tears, I tell you, don't listen to her nonsense, let alone be provoked by her to stir up the relationship between us, I prepared you early, just waiting for you to come." ”

Qianhongying's tongue was like a spring, and he threw himself out in an instant, and Surabaya also hid his face and snickered, leaving Xun Fangli alone to shake his head, "You, you, you are clever at arguing, and white can also make you say black." ”

Qianhongying stuck out her tongue mischievously, even more proud, pinched a piece of flower cake, and put it in her mouth, "That's also my ability, you can go and inquire, my name of Red Rakshasa is not called for nothing." ”

Xun Fangli finally couldn't hold back, and almost choked on the pastry, she stroked her undulating chest, and pointed at Qianhongying with her trembling index finger, "Red Shadow, Red Shadow, what are you barbaric, do you think the name Rakshasa is good?" ”

Wan Zibing listened to the laughter of several people, and was also infected unconsciously, and then smelled the fragrance of the flower cake, the whole person exuded a soft atmosphere, she gently pulled the broken hair behind her ears, a casual action, but Xue Zimu was lost, and he didn't take his eyes back for a long time.

Zhou Cheng's expression became a little strange.