He Yuting felt a little strange, there was never a shortage of red-clothed women in the palace of Asasinli. Those maids who act like butterflies often fly in the porch, and their clothes are fluttering among the flowers, and the shadows are picturesque; The sweet voice is as gentle as a lark. Suddenly they couldn't be seen, and the palace garden, which was full of flowers and green branches, was always a little stiff and less agile.

He Yuting stepped into the door and saw the props neatly placed on the table. She patted her pocket, only to realize that it was empty. On the table were the monk's stick, the clothes of Chunyang, the headdress of Qixiu and the bracers of Tiance. Plus two bags of silver. Under the many props, there is also a most dazzling thing pressed - Xuanjing.

He Yuting was happy, and she could foresee what a crazy expression would bloom on her twenty-five faces when she took out this golden cancan from her pocket. Well, Erlang Zhenjun doesn't count, he already has one, and he is not short of money, so he will not be moved to cry by this golden cancan. Then she should be able to see twenty-four ecstatic faces. Especially Rou T, after several days and nights of eating and drinking, he finally saved a large amount of silver taels, and he was waiting for today's next purchase. He Yuting picked up the things on the table and put them in her pocket. I habitually look left and right when loading things. This hope was not tightened, and the abnormality in the inner room immediately entered her eyes.

There was a man lying across the bed.

He Yuting walked over tremblingly, and after confirming that the body with her back to her body had risen and fallen slightly, her courage returned bit by bit. She immediately recognized the man who was in bed and spread his hair all over the feather pillow - Peony? He Yuting blinked. He didn't prepare in his dormitory, what kind of sleep did he come here to sleep? She was so frightened that she thought there was an extra dead man on the bed. Peony doesn't look like he's having a good time. Two half-moon-like cyan shadows appeared below the closed eyes. The skin, which used to be as smooth as high-grade ivory porcelain, is now as pale as if it had lost too much moisture. He lost weight again. The body lying on its side resembles a thin skin scattered on a shelf, and there are marks of jagged bones everywhere. He Yuting was really worried that as soon as he moved, the bones would break through the skin and be exposed.

"Peony," He Yuting nudged him gently, "wake up." The Ogihua Temple is about to open. Go back and get ready. ”

Peony opened her eyes in a daze. The beautiful phoenix eyes were misty with smoke, and there was a melancholy in the eyes that were as bright as stars than usual. His eyes widened, and he still had a dreaming expression on his face. "Ah...... Sasin ...... Adult ......"

He Yuting just breathed a sigh of relief, and the sky was spinning in front of her. Her heart hung high again. "Peony, what are you doing?" She was crushed under Peony and couldn't move. Cold fingers rubbed against her cheeks, with a gentle feeling of infinite attachment. He Yuting only felt a cringe.

Peony felt her wince. “…… Small five ingenious and ingenious. The emotions rolling in the phoenix's eyes suddenly became secretive.

He Yuting stopped struggling and glared at him angrily. The figure of a strong man of eight or nine meters was so crushed by a thin tiger-like guy that he couldn't turn over? What does this make the king's face have?! I don't give face. "Peony, you go away! Heavy death! "I guess it's me. However, He Yuting was full of sympathy and did not say this sentence.

The peony was motionless.

After a while, Douda's tears rolled down and fell on He Yuting's face. He Yuting was stunned. She's not ...... Haven't you said anything yet? Why is he still crying?

"Oysters, oysters, oysters, oysters......" He Yuting bit the tip of her tongue, "Dan!" What to cry about! What is the word of a big man, crying and crying? ”

Peony fell down as if she had collapsed, and buried her face in He Yuting's arms.

Should I be glad that the bust is now 34 flat A? He Yuting smiled bitterly. She didn't dare to push Peony away, but the big head buried in Peony's arms really made her feel uncomfortable. Peony sobbed sadly. "Are you disliking me because I'm as sentimental as a girl?"

"Huh?"

"But you used to call me Dan'er the most. I also like me to snuggle you like this. ”

He Yuting couldn't say a word.

"Because I don't have that guy's manliness, doesn't Master Assasin like me anymore? Assasin, you...... You really like men, right? ”

He Yuting put away her scattered thoughts. "You're mistaken. I'm not Assasin, I'm Little Wuqiao. This body is not the perverted soul of Assasin, but the remnant soul of Xiao Wuqiao. It's a sane remnant! He Yuting particularly emphasized. Anyway, I've seen through it, so it's better to admit it generously. Peony looked up from her arms, her eyes hazy with tears. He Yuting was a little unbearable. She just wanted to pat him on the shoulder to soothe him, when a sigh slipped through her mind: "When the interruption continues, it will be chaotic." He Yuting's hand paused, and then fell again. Except for Peony's body that took the initiative to snuggle up, there would be no more contact points between them.

He Yuting thought of the eyes of Peony and Erlang Zhenjun who hated each other, and the look of longing for each other - suddenly, the heart of choice became heavier. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to make a decision, accompanied by a sharp pain in her heart. "I see you as a friend, a relative, and a brother. And not this kind of lover who snuggles up to each other. I want to tell you, except for ...... Except for Erlang Zhenjun, I can't tolerate a second lover in my heart. When she needs to declare her emotional belonging, Jiro Zhenjun's name still makes her feel shy. The details that she didn't notice were heard by Peony. When the name Jiro Zhenjun was in her mouth, her whole body oozed a honey-like breath.

There had never been such a sweet time between Lord Assasin and him. Peony was overwhelmed with grief. Although he was still next to him, Lord Assasin, and although there was no third person in this room, in this bed, he felt that the distance between the two was so far away. Even without movement, the eyes she looked at him were constantly trying to push him away. "What do you want me to do? Leaving you? Bed? Walk out that door? "Peony hateful.

He Yuting looked at him silently. I want you to fall in love with another girl who is more worthy of your love; I hope that you can live happily and happily in this life until you die of old age, to make up for the happy ending that Yulang and I did not enjoy in our previous life-these words, He Yuting couldn't say.

"No, I want you to be happy in this life."

Peony's tears wet the hem of her clothes. "Then you're going to let me stay here. Stay here and wait for you to come back and see me, that's my happiness. ”

"Peony, don't waste your time on empty waiting. You know, I'm not coming back unless I have to. This is not where I belong. She hardened her heart and pushed Peony away, turned over and got out of bed, and as she passed through the front hall, she put the lost Xuanjing into her pocket. Peony's voice floated faintly: "I regret it so much." ”

He Yuting paused as she walked out.

"The first time you disappeared, I should have chased you out at the call of the underworld, instead of staying here and counting the days until you returned."

"If I'm always by your side, that person won't have a chance to take advantage of it!"

He Yuting was surprised, but also had to secretly praise Peony's keen intuition. He's right. If he was always around, she would be flawless to pay attention to the others. Sooner or later, she will recall the feelings of her previous life, although she may not remember the names Jiuxiao Xuan and Yulang, but the love network that binds the two people in her previous life will be extended again. However, the people who were snare again were no longer He Yuting and Erlang Zhenjun, but Xiao Wuqiaoqiao and Peony. One wrong step, but it is the distance from the ends of the world.

He Yuting looked ahead. Flowers compete outside the door. Among the delicate red and tender green in the garden, there is a unique peony crown that dominates the group. She pursed her lips and stepped out of the front door without looking back.