Although she doesn't know how long it has been, Song Yunhe has begun to familiarize herself with her current life, she knows where to find clothes, where to prepare hot water to wash, and where to eat.

When the weather was warm and the sun was shining, she stood in the yard and felt the changes in the sunshine temperature with her body, so she settled on the southeast and northwest, and then began to expand her spatial cognition little by little in this direction.

Chai Yu often sat on the roof to review the daily deliveries, occasionally raised his eyes, and watched the little thing have skillfully found the small gate of the fence, and then walked safely from the slope to the ground.

Then there was some excitement and stomping on the spot.

He squinted slightly, as puzzled as usual, he didn't know how he had fallen in love with such a little thing ten years ago.

She is not a beauty who captivates the country and the city, she is not charming or amorous, although occasionally the eyes that can't see anything also have a time when they look forward to shining, but they are more like a white jade epiphany with teeth and claws blooming in the morning.

She is not dignified and virtuous, she does not have the dignity of a princess of a country, and she has never seen half of the kindness of a mother in the world, and of course she does not have half of the gentleness and generosity of ordinary people's girls, and she is reserved and petty.

She didn't fit in with the world, but he knew in his heart that she was supposed to be like that.

Such complex and contradictory thoughts are like the wind in winter, running in the hollow of the body, chanting day and night.

In the past ten years, Chai Yu has never taken the initiative to ask what kind of person the woman who has had a marriage contract with him is, and the courtiers and the people around him have never dared to mention it in front of him, only Mr. Xun Zhang has a few words, saying that she is a delicate and intelligent person who helps the common people.

Whether it is youth or twilight, Chai Yu does not think that he will like a 'good man' girl, he may choose the most suitable person to sit on the phoenix chair in the harem, but he will definitely not put a true heart elsewhere, and if he misses it slightly, he will not be able to find it again.

And those hatreds, those resentments, those pains and those hopelessness that bite and eat night and night, are never just because of liking.

Chai Yu raised his hand, and someone appeared next to the roof and waited.

"Go to the Qin Kingdom, I want to know all the things about Princess Qin Yuan in the Qin Kingdom, before her death, and after her death. Chai Yu's voice was as light as the wind, but it was also the most chilling wind.

Song Yunhe was unaware of this cold, and had carefully groped for a distance of more than ten meters in the boundary under the wooden house, although the road under his feet was not smooth, he could still feel that it had been filled, and there were no woods or vegetation in the place where he reached out, but he could still smell the unique green fragrance of live wood, and he thought that it had been deliberately cut down.

She stood there a little discouraged and dazed, and if she walked any further, it would be difficult for her to walk back to the hut with her bare hands.

"Are you there?" she asked, turning aloud in the direction of the cabin, "are you?"

No one responded to her, Chai Yu didn't raise her eyes when she buried her head, and she didn't even seem to move her ears.

"I know you're here. Song Yunhe trusted his own judgment and begged in a coquettish voice: "I want to find a stick to make a crutch, will you take me back later?"

Chai Yu still didn't seem to hear it, but the corners of his mouth moved a small arc and disappeared instantly.

Song Yunhe didn't notice it, snorted coquettishly, and began to move forward slightly.

The perception in the dark will always be amplified, Song Yunhe felt that her mouth was dry and seemed to be about to walk a mile, and she still hadn't touched a single grass or tree, compared to her memory of the first time she came here, she really couldn't imagine that there would be such a large open space in the mountains and forests.

Obviously she can't feel the emptiness, obviously she can smell the breath of green mountains and green grass so close, why can't she touch anything!

Song Yunhe stopped, and the sound of his breathing fluctuating was very clear in the silence, but this clarity made her suddenly a little flustered.

Where had she gone? In the darkness, except for her own heartbeat, even the wind and sunlight disappeared.

"Is anyone there?" Song Yunhe asked loudly.

Still no one answered.

Chai Yu, who was a hundred meters away, finally raised his head from the fold, looked at the person in the distance, frowned and put it away, he didn't expect her to be bold enough to go so far and walk into the formation of Xinbu.

However, she should also be taught a lesson, Chai Yu thought, he always thought like this, but in his actions, he sat up straight, his eyes firmly fixed on the front.

Song Yunhe stood still, and the voice of inquiry seemed to hit somewhere, and the dull air was turbulent, and then dissipated.

The silence felt heavier and heavier, like a viscous liquid forming a whirlpool, slowly approaching.

The sound of Song Yunhe's heartbeat was like a striking bell, constantly telling himself that everything was his fantasy of the darkness, trying to recall every step he had just taken, and then retreating step by step.

Then she leaned against the solid object, almost screamed in shock, and after a pause of two seconds, she reached out and touched it, only to realize that it was something like a stone pillar.

However, she went all the way just now, and she obviously didn't meet it!

She didn't encounter anything, how could she suddenly touch the stone pillar!

Song Yunhe's heart mentioned her throat, she was a little suspicious of where she was now, and she didn't move recklessly after half a step.

Since the last time Rong Jinzhi broke into the wooden house, Chai Yu was a little dissatisfied with relying only on the guards to prevent crimes, and summoned people to start arranging the formation within a radius of two miles.

Song Yunhe wanted to call Chai Yu's name, but after opening his mouth a few times, he finally held back.

Whether he is here or not, no matter what kind of feelings and memories he has about her now, she can't scream, because once she faces each other's identities, what she tries to give up will definitely go deep into the bone marrow again.

She couldn't shoulder it and couldn't break free, and in the end it was just another repeat of the same mistakes.

But Chai Yu should go through this.

Song Yunhe slowly calmed down, his body simply leaned firmly on the stone pillar, raised his eyes that could not see, looked at the sky, and used his face to find warm light.

Chai Yu got up on the roof, staring at the figure that was gradually disappearing in the array, anger mixed with a greater sense of powerlessness filled every corner of his heart, he should have left her there to fend for herself, so stubborn, so unsightly, so independent of the world, it was annoying!

The cold current was like a giant python winding up, sliding through Song Yunhe's ankles and enveloping her in a circle, wrapping her, the slippery feeling made every hair on her body stand firm as if she was about to pierce clothes, the biting cold made her clearly hear the sound of bones being beaten, and her heart was like being scraped by the letter of a long snake, and she would be pierced by sharp fangs at any time!

Song Yunhe gritted her fist and told herself that even if there was a cold sword piercing her heart, she didn't make a certain sound of crying for help.

Chai Yu stood on top of the stone pillar, looking at the person whose whole body was covered by layers of thin ice, like an ice sculpture, his heart was torn by an invisible force, as if it would be shattered like ice at any time.

But the anger is also so high!

A fire burned her!, he thought.

But the action of reaching out and holding her in his arms was not even rude.

Song Yunhe's teeth were still fighting after drinking a whole bowl of ginger soup, and the shallow sandalwood body around her body made her probably guess how she woke up, and the temperature of her clean and warm body rose a few points.

"Thank you. She said, her face a little red, her eyes down, and a little more restrained.

There was a long silence and a stalemate.

Song Yunhe knew that he was looking at herself again, and she wanted to say sorry, but she couldn't open her mouth.

Then she heard his voice and asked, "Why are you here?"

This is Song Yunhe's voice heard his voice again after the incident, and the original cold and indifferent voice in his memory seemed to be infected with the wind and snow in this winter. Cold, heavy, heavy, and pressed people can't breathe smoothly for a while.

Even though he couldn't see it, Song Yunhe still buried his head to the lowest and didn't dare to look at his eyes. Even his direction.

"I'm lost. Song Yunhe replied in a low voice, but every word was very clear.

Chai Yu subconsciously clenched his fists and asked again, "Have you ever had an agreement with someone?"

Song Yunhe pinched his fingers, "No." ”

Except for a marriage contract, they never had a formal, verbal agreement.

"I have a pact here. Chai Yu said that he had never questioned Wen Suling's lie, because whether it was true or not, what he wanted and was willing to do could only be true.

"Hmm. Song Yunhe responded in a low voice, only thinking that he was an audience.

Chai Yu reached out and pinched her jaw, lifted her head, and let her clear eyes look at her.

"Listen. He said, "Whether you are the one who made an agreement with me or not, since you are here, you will never have a chance to leave again." ”

"From now on, where I am, where you are. I give birth, you give birth. When I die, you will be buried with me. ”

He pinched her jaw and it hurt like he was going to crush her on the spot if she shouldn't, "Remember." ”

He didn't ask her because he didn't need her answer.

He didn't need to order her, knowing that she was never the one to listen to him.

He just told her a fact, and then, he built a prison cell, cast an iron chain, and even put a pair of shackles, no matter the sun and the moon, no matter life or death, no matter whether they were happy or not, they would never be separated again.

Song Yunhe's tears rained down, she couldn't shake her head, and she didn't dare to nod, and then she raised her hand and touched the man's face.

He has a full forehead, slender eyebrow bones, deep-set eyes, a nose that is straight like a mountain ridge, thin lips that are warm and smooth like jade, and a hard chin.

She recalled, sketching out what he looked like, as if their separation was not a short year, but ten years, a tossed and turned past and present life.

"You're good-looking. She said, withdrew her hand, and asked with tears in her smile, "If I answer you, will you be better to me in the future?"

"Will you talk to me, will you be my companion, will you take me by the hand and lead me to find my way?"

"You won't bully me for deliberately putting a dish you don't like in front of me, you won't light incense for me and secretly sleep in the same bed with me, and you promise not to snatch my rabbit again?"

Chai Yu's heart is like a small boat that is floating on the water, thinking that the clouds will see the sun, but as a result, this little thing is for her rabbit!

Chai Yu leaned over and slammed the annoying, chattering mouth.

If you really like rabbits that much, then make a rabbit and let him eat it obediently.