"Yes, why protect him?" Su Yunran carefully rubbed the tea cup in his hand, and his voice was subtle, as if he was muttering to himself, "Back then, I found out too late and almost died." ”

Nan Shiyan sighed helplessly, his tone was sad, and his warm eyes were full of distress, "Ling'er, senior brother doesn't want you to repeat the mistakes of the past." ”

"Not anymore." Su Yunran raised his eyes, his clear eyes were sharp, and his white and tender hands slowly tightened, "Senior brother, no." ”

"What does he have to protect?" Su Yunran's voice was dyed with sadness, and her clear eyes were moist.

"It was Ling'er at the time······ Too confusing. ”

Nan Shiyan pursed his lips and did not speak.

He didn't know that Ling'er had different feelings for the person back then, otherwise, with Ling'er's intelligence, how could such a tragic accident happen and be calculated so much?

That night, he fought with Mo Qingchen, and Ling Er suddenly appeared and asked Mo Qingchen to leave, although he was cold on the surface and not close to people at all, but how could he not know that this was protecting Mo Qingchen?

Mo Qingchen is indeed powerful, and his cultivation is profound, but he has already suffered very serious internal injuries at that time, and he doesn't know how many people are staring at him in the dark, at that time, it was extremely dangerous.

That Mo Qingchen obviously has a different mind about Ling'er.

Just like the man back then.

And this Mo Qingchen is more mysterious and hidden deeper.

Now, Ling'er, why do you want to protect Mo Qingchen?

So why are you always confused?

"Senior brother."

The familiar voice pulled back Nan Shiyan's thoughts, Nan Shiyan raised his eyes, and said warmly, "Huh? ”

"I won't do it again." Su Yunran's eyebrows trembled slightly, his face remained unchanged, and his eyes were indifferent, "I have a special identity, I will definitely be careful, and I will not take half my life again." ”

Nan Shiyan looked at Su Yunran's resolute appearance, pursed his lips, and wanted to say something, but in the end he just reached out and gently touched her head, and said softly, "That's good, in short, remember, everything has me." ”

Su Yunran nodded and said obediently: "Ling'er remembers." ”

***

The bright moon hung quietly, and from time to time there was the low chirping of insects and the sound of rustling.

The sound of the flute is melodious, and the candle flame is swaying, reflecting Su Yun's slender figure, half pulled in green silk, and the white clothes are staggering.

Su Yunran's eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her tears were lightly embellished, and her pale thin lips were a little indifferent.

A soft sound interrupted Su Yunran's flute, Su Yunran raised his eyes, and a respectful voice came from outside the window: "Miss." ”

"What?" Su Yunran sat down and quietly stroked the patterns on the jade flute, casting a faint shadow on her fine eyelashes.

"It's King Gong's man."

Su Yunran's hand paused, the jade flute tapped lightly on the palm, and after a while, she opened the window.

By the clear moonlight, Su Yunran saw the man standing next to Lin Shu, with a cold expression and blood stains on his face.

"Wuchen has seen Miss Seven." As soon as the man saw Su Yunran, he knelt down respectfully and saluted.

"What?" Su Yunran asked lightly, the tassel on the jade flute swayed lightly.

"Wuchen is bold, please Miss Seven to save the savior." Wuchen clenched his fists, and his tone was full of apprehension and earnestness.

Su Yunran's body stiffened, but there was not much change on his face, and he still said lightly: "Is he injured?" ”

"The master has encountered a sneak attack, and the internal injuries are even more serious." Wuchen was still kneeling on the ground, "Please ask Miss Seven to come to the rescue." ”

Su Yunran squinted, just quietly stroked the jade flute, and did not answer.

The night was dark and silent.

Wuchen has a cold temperament, but he has been by his master's side for so many years, and it is the first time he has seen his master spend so much time for a person, without the slightest complaint, and this person is still a woman, a woman with low spiritual power, and a sensitive identity.

But the master seems to enjoy it, letting himself ······ again and again

Now, the master was seriously injured, and he came to ask the seventh lady for help, but there was silence in response.

Wuchen endured the dissatisfaction in his heart and raised his head, "Miss Seven? ”

Su Yunran still didn't speak, glanced at Lin Shu, and closed the window.

"Miss Seven?" Wuchen stood up suddenly, very angry.

Just gone?

What about the master?

The master's internal injuries have intensified, for whom?

For whom is the master's heart and mind, and he has worked tirelessly?

When the master was unconscious, who was the one who kept calling out to him?

It is said that Miss Seven is gentle and generous, and she has her own bones, how can she be so indifferent now?

He saw how affectionate the master was to her, and it stands to reason that the relationship between the two should have made a lot of progress, right, Miss Seven just doesn't care about the master?

Or is Miss Seven unintentional about her master?

Wuchen frowned, countless thoughts passed through his mind, and his heart was full of dissatisfaction.

"Stop shouting."

A cold voice came, and the dust turned back.