On the evening of the second day, Shen Yu entered the palace and did not come back, Xia Qingyu slipped out to play alone, and unconsciously walked to the moat that night.

Cool breeze, this is the wind blowing from the river, cool and cool. The prosperity on the river is still the same, the boats are like shuttles, the people are full of voices, and the excitement is extraordinary.

Xia Qingyu went down to the river and hired a painting boat, asked for a stack of peanuts and a pot of wine, and lay on the bow deck with a big grin and admired the starry night sky overhead.

After drinking a pot of wine, Xia Qingyu felt a little dizzy, rubbed his forehead, dizzy, slightly drunk, his eyes were squinted, sleepy, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The old man who supported the boat saw that she looked very handsome, but when he saw her lying on the bow of the boat without any image, he couldn't help but shake his head, and said in his heart: This handsome boy is really weird, there is a bed and a couch in the painting boat, and he doesn't sleep, so he has to run to the boat board to sleep.

When Xia Qingyu woke up, he didn't know what time it was, only to see that the painting boat had stopped on the shore, and the old man holding the boat was nowhere to be found.

Xia Qingyu thought that this old man must have gone back to sleep, so he jumped up, jumped onto the shore, left the river, and shook off the street.

Xia Qingyu turned the corner and saw several brightly lit, men and women, and lively teahouses, smacked his lips, felt thirsty, and thought about stepping forward, suddenly remembering that there should be no money in his pocket, and took out the money bag to see that it was deflated, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

Xia Qingyu thought for a while, found a place with few people, jumped onto the eaves, found a dark room, and jumped in along the window, but before his feet landed, he felt a cold sword wind wrapped in thunder and slashed head-on.

Xia Qingyu hurriedly rubbed the windowsill and spun it away. Before she could stand firmly, two swords stabbed her, Xia Qingyu said in her heart: "It's over, I'm in the wrong room now." Before I drank the water, my life was lost here. ”

Xia Qingyu quickly dodged away, and shouted: "Hey, hey, brother, don't fight yet." I didn't break into your room on purpose, I was just thirsty and wanted a glass of water. As a last resort, she could only draw her sword in her hand and make two moves with him. But the strange thing is that the person on the other side should not be hit, and the sword also avoids her sword when he moves, as if he is afraid of making some noise and being discovered.

Xia Qingyu was bold when she saw this, although she was not the opponent of the other party, her moves were fierce, and she was pressing step by step, but obviously the opponent's martial arts were much higher than her, even if that person had scruples, he still had the upper hand.

Xia Qingyu's sword light swept through the place and saw the candlestick nearby, and after shaking the two swords, he took out the fire fold from his arms and quickly lit the candle, but at the moment when the candlelight was lit, a cold and piercing sword was across her neck. What made her take a breath of cold air was the face in front of her, which was as cold as a thousand years of ice, and those cold eyes were staring at her face for a moment, with incredible shock, pain, and too many unclear meanings in the eyes of her eyes.

At that moment, Xia Qingyu forgot the sword he put on her neck, and was sucked in by his eyes in a daze, Nan Yiheng looked at her deeply as if she was dreaming, and she was afraid that she would disappear in the next second, and she forgot to take the sword back, and the two looked at each other so intently.

Until a few black figures whizzed in through the window, and soon they were surrounded in the middle of the room. Xia Qingyu saw that the man's eyes were as cold as ice and snow in front of her, and still did not move away from her face, and calmly removed the sword from her neck, touched her head very gently, and said in a deep voice: "Yu'er, don't be afraid, I will protect you." He gave her a deep look, then turned around and engaged the group of black-clad masked men.

Xia Qingyu felt strange in her heart, she hadn't seen him, but his temperament was extremely similar to the person in her dream, he called her Yu'er, then he must recognize her.

Xia Qingyu was holding his hands on his chest and watching the brocade robe fly in the crowd in black, the strange man with a domineering momentum and a fierce move stared at the group of black-clothed people coldly and arrogantly, and there must be blood beads splashing where the sword started, and he easily knocked down several black-clothed people with one sword.

When Xia Qingyu praised him in his heart for his martial arts, he saw one of the men in black looking at her with fierce and cold eyes, and seemed to be about to attack him, but the man found out about to make a fatal move and hit him fatally and blocked the man.

Xia Qingyu was stunned for a moment, remembering the eyes of the man who slapped him when she was in Xinyang County, and was stunned to find that this person was actually him, and before she had time to think about it, she quickly slipped out of the window, and when she fled, she heard the man in black who had slapped her from behind her and smiled: "Wing King, what a skill!"

Wing King? Xia Qingyu silently recited it in his heart a few times, and it turned out that the man with a cold face in a brocade robe was the Wing King.

Xia Qingyu galloped all the way towards the General's Mansion, while looking back to see if there was a black-clothed masked man catching up, and she was not relieved until she returned to the room.

It's just that before she could breathe her breath, she felt that someone in the room had a heart coming up again, Xia Qingyu tried to shout: "Shen Yu?" As the words fell, the lights suddenly turned on and answered her question.

I saw Shen Yu stand up from the chair in front of the bookcase, frowning worriedly, and walking towards her with a faint trace of red blood in his eyes: "Yu'er, where have you been?" Came back so late. ”

Xia Qingyu was stunned when he saw him, and smiled reluctantly: "I just went to Dongdajie to hire a painting boat......" Before he finished speaking, he hugged him and buried his head deep in her shoulder blades.

Xia Qingyu was hugged so tightly by him that she almost couldn't breathe, and shouted: "Shen Yu Shen Yu, you let it go...... Let go of ......", while raising his hand and squeezing his fist, he wanted to hit him in the back. But in his ears, he suddenly heard Shen Yu say in a low and hoarse voice that he had never heard before: "Yu'er, I thought something happened to you, I thought you wouldn't come back......"

His heart moved, and the word "hand" was swallowed back into his stomach, Xia Qingyu couldn't help but let go of his fist and gently patted his back instead, softly comforting him and said, "Shen Yu, no, I'm just playing with it."

I still wanted to say "I'll tell you even if I really want to leave", but thinking about it, it seemed that something was wrong when I saw Shen Yu's current appearance, so I didn't say it.

A stick of incense passed, and Xia Qingyu let him hold it like this, until she felt that her feet were standing sore, and she didn't dare to move for fear of disturbing Shen Yu who was lying on her shoulders, but she had already prayed in her heart that Shen Yu would let her go quickly.

Shen Yu tonight is too abnormal, Xia Qingyu has never seen Shen Yu so depressed and so sad and uneasy, fortunately Shen Yu still let her go.

Xia Qingyu moved, her brows furrowed slightly, Shen Yu noticed it, and asked with concern, "Yu'er, are you uncomfortable?"

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