Chapter 7: Strange Dawn

Su Jingyang and Huang Yuying were chatting happily, and suddenly saw that the person in front of them was like a ghost, and they stopped talking and looked forward suspiciously.

"Brother Zhen, what's wrong with you?" If you don't look at it, Su Jingyang stood up from the stone chair in fright, and hurriedly walked to his side and held down his arm. "Brother Zhen, has something happened?"

"I didn't ...... No, no. Tang Yao said that he wanted to give Ting'er's head to him, the hideous bloody skull lying in the bamboo basket, and the rotten heads of the three insects hidden in the pot, one by one, completely analyzed and swept through his mind.

"I ...... I'm a little uncomfortable, you guys talk. I was very sorry and bowed deeply to Huang Yuying, his face was as white as a corpse, and he strode towards the pavilion door with hair in his heart.

"Husband Jun ......" didn't quite understand why he was suddenly so frightened, Su Tingting herself was also frightened, and hurriedly said to Huang Yuying: "Please ask the second brother to accompany Yuying." ”

"Tingting, let's go." Although I don't know what happened to this Aunt Su? But Governor Yuying must not be too small, which can make this man who is full of courage scared cold sweat and tremble, which is enough to know that things can be big or small.

Su Jingyang was confused, looked sideways at the two people who came out of the pavilion one after the other, shook his head in confusion, and hurriedly invited: "Miss Huang, please take a seat." ”

"Su Gongzi doesn't have to be like this." The master is gone, Huang Yuying is very familiar with Xiangfu and said: "It's not early, Yuying is afraid that the guards will wait for a long time, and it is time to leave." ”

Looking up at the night that had been replaced, Su Jingyang was also inconvenient to stay, and bowed with his fists and apologized: "My sister and sister-in-law are rude, and Miss Huang is not to blame." ”

"Su Gongzi is serious." Dignified and gentle, Zaifu said: "Come rashly, thank you Tingting for your hospitality." I also ask Su Gongzi to apologize to Tingting and Lin Gongzi on my behalf, and he will invite you to sit in the house in the future. ”

"Miss Huang, please ......"

"There's Lao Su Gongzi." Standing up, Huang Yuying was gentle and dignified, her eyes did not squint, she did not shake her skirt, she walked down the pavilion dignified and elegant, and slowly walked out of the Lianhua Pavilion.

Turning the corridor and passing through the small gate of the west courtyard, Ah Zhen ran to the lake in the south courtyard, poured into a pile of soft mud and collapsed on the edge of the lake, leaning under the cypress tree.

In the morning of June, his heart was like a cold winter, he couldn't stand the cold and hugged himself, staring at the willows and mercury around him, and his helpless face was inlaid with countless loneliness and loneliness, unable to find the way back, and a heart in the contradiction did not know where to go.

Following the footsteps to the lakeside, Su Tingting looked at her husband who seemed to be a lost child who couldn't find a home, and an inexplicable sadness made her stop, not daring to disturb him at will.

Speechless, painful green tears slowly overflowed down his cheeks, Ah Zhen choked in his throat, stared at Bobi Lake without taking his eyes off it, and only after a while did he open his mouth and thank his wife ten steps away: "Ting'er, thank you." ”

"Husband......" was also uncomfortable, Su Tingting's throat was tight, she didn't know what was going on, and she didn't know how to persuade her, so she could only cry silently with him.

Holding himself and leaning against the cypress tree, Ah Zhen buried his weak white face under his knees, and choked apologetically: "Ting'er, let your husband be quiet, okay?" ”

"Hmm." Gazing at the helpless and desolate husband affectionately, Su Tingting nodded lightly empathetically, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, did not dare to disturb him, turned around and walked out of the courtyard gate, not knowing how to accompany him through the door, patiently waiting for her high-spirited husband to return.

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the wind flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. The moth snow willow is golden, smiling and fragrant. The crowd looked for her thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was ......"

With tears in his eyes, he recalled that he met Pianjun in the north of the city, and privately booked in the east of the city for life. His cute, touching, simple and honest little Pian Er is gone. Since when? His little Pian'er was actually full of blood and murder like eating.

"Husband......

Standing quietly under the cypress tree, Su Tingting looked at the courtyard gate with tears in her eyes, and did not dare to move at will to listen to the howling and crying from inside, and she didn't know what to do and held her heart quietly.

The swarthy south courtyard is breezy and the drooping willows are wrinkling a pool of secluded springs, and the rippling mercury under the refraction of the tooth moon reflects each other with the distant stars.

"Avoid the tiger in the morning, and the snake in the evening. Grinding teeth and sucking blood, killing people like numbness. Although Jincheng is cloudy, it is better to return home early! The man sitting by the lake was in a very unstable mood, breaking down and beating the ground, sucking and crying bitterly.

"Why kill? Why is it so indifferent? There is a martial art that should protect the weak, but in turn, it kills the weak, kills a person for selfish desires and cuts off his head, and carries his head with him in order to complete the task......"

"What if you're thirty-two? I wouldn't have cared at all! What if you are destitute? I don't dislike you at all. But you are so cruel, even if you are rich and rival the country, how dare I be with you? Cold-blooded like this, who knows whose head will be cut off one day when the temper comes up? I know that I will regret it then, even if I love it now? It's better to end early and become strangers to each other. ”

A cry of blood and tears escaped from the choked man's tearful mouth, Ah Zhen mourned the lost love, kept beating the ground in the misery, and the huge throat was sad for the first love that ended at the beginning.

In the distance on the dark shore of the lake, a small figure squatted in the air on the trunk of a green cypress tree. After the task was completed, Pianjun, who asked Uncle Long to send his head back to the villa at night, was so anxious that he broke into Su Mansion at night, and did not dare to alarm Su Tingting outside the hospital.

"Brother Ah Zhen......" stared at his beloved man ten paces away with tearful eyes, crying in grief, screaming hoarsely, and beating the ground desperately with his fists as if venting his anger. Pianjun was speechless in heartache, silently watching him scream, not knowing what to do to accompany him to tears, and the grief revealed in his tear-stained eyes was sad.

Long.

It was so long that the stars faded, so long that the moon was sinking in the west, and it was so long that the sky gradually revealed its white belly. The man who was sobbing and choking was tired from crying, his heart was broken, and he lay down in a deep sleep in the green land.

The two women, who had cried with her all night, were pale, one squatting on the trunk of a tree, the other standing outside the door, and still refusing to leave as the morning light turned white.

"Hey......" An old sigh suddenly sounded in the quiet world. Ting'er didn't sleep all night, so she had to go and rest first. ”

"Huh?" Su Tingting's pale little face was like a drowned, and when she suddenly heard the voice of the old man, she turned her head in astonishment and looked into the garden, and was surprised to see the old man who was in charge of the hand leading the internal and external managers and a large number of nursing homes to slowly walk towards her.

Quickly wiping away the dried tears, Su Tingting asked in surprise: "Too old, why did you come?" ”

Walking up to his granddaughter, the old man touched the tears on her cheeks with great pity, sighed and said, "Someone broke into the house last night. ”

I don't know what Tai Lao is talking about, Su Tingting was stunned and asked, "Yes...... Someone broke into the house? ”

"yes." The old finger pointed to the courtyard door and said, "Murong Yatou is inside." ”

"What?" Hearing this, Su Tingting turned around suddenly, looked at the gate of the courtyard that had been guarding from last night, and flew into the south courtyard in a panic.

"Husband." Running into the courtyard, the first thing I saw was my husband who was sleeping by the lake.

"Ting'er, don't be anxious, your son-in-law is fine." Leading a large number of people through the courtyard, Tai Lao grabbed his panicked granddaughter, and looked at the small figure squatting on the cypress tree with sharp eyes.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, Su Yan and Shen Hai immediately locked on Miss Murong who was squatting on the tree, and when they saw the people on the trunk of the tree moving, they immediately warned them: "Too old ......"

"Hmm." I also saw the figure squatting on the trunk of the tree about to leave, Tai Lao Ci's eyes were cold, and he said without hurry: "Shen Hai, please invite Miss Murong to the hall to talk about it." ”

"Yes." I don't understand what is going on with this bastard boy, Hai Shen is pale and his hair is not messy, and he steps forward silently with a pair of old mouths.

"Su Yan, take your grandson-in-law back to the cabinet to sleep peacefully." The mood was very heavy, and after the old man sighed heavily, he turned around and left the South Courtyard without saying a word.

Shen Hai's old figure was like a ghost, and he flickered around to intercept the figure who wanted to leave in the air, and after his legs touched the ground, he humbly asked the figure who was blocked and squatted back on the trunk: "Since Miss Murong is visiting Xiaofu, why don't you stay and reminisce about the past?" ”

"Is it a yang or a yin judgment?" Surprised to see Yin Que suddenly appear, Murong Pian had a bottom in his heart, and with just one move, he immediately tried to find out that his opponent was one of the two judgments beside Uncle Su in Zeng Nian.

"The past is gone, old slave Shen Hai." Respectfully bowing deeply to Miss Shushang again, Shen Hai invited without hurry or impatience: "My family is too old, please Miss Murong in the hall." ”

"Since Uncle Su passed away, my Murong Mansion and Su Mansion have long been cut off, and there is nothing to talk about." Murong Pian didn't want to stop, so he hugged his fists and said: "I came here in a hurry last night, and I asked Master Shen to tell me, I hope Aunt Yin won't be surprised." When the words fell, his body was as light as a swallow, and he immediately flew into the sky.

"Miss Murong's move is stumped by the minions." Sighing softly, Shen Hai looked at her small figure without hurrying or impatience, and after shaking his head lightly, he slowly took the old step, and after only taking one step, the person had already walked to the ground a few feet away, and its ghost shadow flashed to make people lose their eyes.

"Please Miss Murong stay." Walking leisurely on the ground, Shen Hai Qiancheng gently threatened the leaping man above his head: "If Miss Murong insists on going her own way, then the slave will be offended." ”

"Hmph......" The corner of his eyes glanced at the old man who was walking under him, and Murong Pian immediately knew who this person was. Thinking that he couldn't escape the tracking of this extremely murderous old man, Murong Pian was powerless to turn over from the air and landed, and snorted with a blue face: "Do you want to be the enemy of my Murong Villa?" Negative judgment. ”

"Why did Miss Murong say this?" Shen Hai bowed calmly and said, "Young Master and Young Master Murong are brothers and friends, how dare a slave be an enemy of Young Master Murong." ”

"In that case, why is it standing in my way?" Murong Pian's face collapsed, and he gritted his teeth and snorted.

"Too old to invite Miss Murong to the hall for a while." Politely bowed down to invite, Shen Hai didn't seem to hear any other words.

Seventeen years of things are very strong, she has tried her best to avoid the people of Su Mansion, but she didn't expect that she couldn't help it for a while, and she threw herself into the net. Murong Pian thought back to the master mother Su who was shrouded in false Buddha light, and suddenly felt that her life was getting weaker and weaker.

"Yin Judgment wants to use a strong one?" Murong Pian's face was extremely ugly.

"If Miss Murong insists on going her own way, the slave will use the slave's method to get Miss Murong to agree to the slave's request."

Suddenly, he felt the fierce aura of the old man blocking the way, Murong Pian's heart was suffocated, and his body stiffened. "If something happens to me, Murong Villa will come out."