Chapter 245: This One Embrace
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Yin Yun let go of Wei Luo's arms, stood up straight, took a step back, looked at her and said, "I am originally from Yue, and I have the responsibility to escort you." β
When he said this, he paused slightly, and said with a smile: "Back then, you were alone and helpless, but you could still take care of me and ask me to leave on my own regardless of you." This kind of mind is rarely encountered in women. At that time, I secretly decided that I must repay your wish. Fortunately, you are so smart and wise that you have survived to this day, and you are still able to practice the art of disguise and comprehend sword skills on your own. Such outstanding intelligence is no less than that of any great master. I am very happy to be able to help you. β
When Yin Yun said this, he turned to the sword and shouted, "Prepare wine and meat, and get drunk with the princess tonight!" β
"No!"
After the sword answered, his body shook and he scurried out.
The old couple has begun to pose under the bamboo forest.
Wei Luo and Yin Yun knelt down face to face. There is a very warm aura on this Yin Yun's body, which makes Wei Luo unconsciously envy the sword: in his life, he is really happy to have such a senior brother to block and protect him.
When she thought about it like this, she couldn't help but be a little stupid, and it wasn't until a long time before Wei Luo blinked, and then she looked at Yin Yun gently, it turned out that she had been in a daze at his face, Wei Luo's face was red, and he hurriedly lowered his head and took a sip of wine in a hurry.
Yin Yun felt that Wei Luo was in a bad mood, he slowly sipped the wine and didn't speak, but smiled gently every time he met Wei Luo's gaze.
It was this smile that made Deweiluo's impetuous heart gradually turn peaceful.
At this time, the sun had set, and a full moon hung in the sky, because there was still light in the sky, and the light of the full moon was still faint.
At this time, Yin Yun's voice came slowly, "Back then, you were killed by the Jin prince Jingling Yu Dao, never thought that you would eventually fall into his mansion, and now you are pleased by him and have a marriage contract with him." This world is really unpredictable. β
His voice, coming slowly, like flowing water, sounded softly in Wei Luo's ears.
For some reason, when Wei Luo heard this, his eyes turned red.
She lowered her head, her eyes red, and muttered, "Of course, the world is unpredictable. β
At this time, Wei Luo thought of her inexplicable crossing, of her efforts when she was in Jingling Mansion, and of the scene when she was transferred by Gongzi Jingling. Thinking of this time with a sense of hatred, he was bought back by Gongzi Jingling.
What is she? After struggling for so long, it's just a commodity that can be bought and sold!
As soon as Wei Luo thought of this, his heart ached inexplicably, and hatred came over him. Before she knew it, her eyes were red.
She threw her head back and swallowed a bottle of wine.
The drink was like a spring, choking into her throat at once, and a little spilling into her trachea. Wei Luo choked suddenly, the wine bottle loosened, and there was a sharp cough when he lay on it.
Just when she was coughing out of breath, her vest was shocked, but Yin Yun came behind her and patted her on the back.
While patting lightly, he looked at Wei Luo, who was coughing and red-faced, gasping for breath, and said in a low voice: "Take a breath, yes, take a deep breath." Here, take a sip, yes. As he said this, his other hand, holding a bottle of warm water, slowly came to her mouth.
He said this gently, and suddenly looked at Wei Luo's obviously red eyes, but his eyes widened, and he let the tears roll in his eyes, and he was so stubborn that he refused to let it flow, and he sighed lowly.
With a sigh, he stretched out his hands, twisted Wei Luo's shoulders, and stretched out his arms to hold her comfortably in his arms.
There is a saying called: There is a tilt cover as before, and there is gray hair as new. The fate between people is very wonderful, as soon as Wei Luo saw Yin Yun, she felt warmth and an indescribable trust and dependence at first sight, and after a few words, she couldn't hide her vulnerability in front of him.
At this time, he held her in his arms without any guilt, Wei Luo smelled his refreshing, refreshing body, and suddenly, the pain, hatred, helplessness, desolation, all the emotions that had been blocked in his chest all arose.
In the blink of an eye, Wei Luo had clutched his sleeve tightly and whimpered lowly. She grasped it so tightly, and the white and tender ten fingers were exposed. Yin Yun looked down at her carefully holding a small piece of his sleeve, but she grabbed her fingers so hard and so nervously, and suddenly found that she seemed to be afraid that she would suddenly pull away.
Her whimpering is the kind of whimper that chokes her cry in her throat and tries to suppress her emotions as much as possible.
This kind of low crying and dependence like a lost group of little beasts made Yin Yun's heart sour. He patted her back with one hand, stroked her green silk with the other, and said softly and in a low voice: "Why endure it and cry." β
Wei Luo shook his head in his arms, still only a low whimper came out.
Wei Luo whimpered lowly, one after another, extremely depressed. After a long time, her voice with a thick nasal voice began to float out, "I want to go home, I want to go homeγγγγγγ β
She was buried in the arms of Yin Yun, who was still strange, but seemed to have known each other for countless years, repeating this sentence over and over again.
Yin Yun was stunned when he heard this, he touched her hair, frowned and pondered: I can't imagine that the most remote and desolate Lu Yuan in the Yue Palace has made her miss her so much? She obviously doesn't have a relative there, why can't she let it go?
Although Yin Yun was puzzled, he still said gently: "But, I will send you home tonight." β
Who knows, as soon as he said this, Wei Luo's whimper suddenly became louder. She was in his arms, shaking her head desperately, again and again, just chokingly.
After a long while, she seemed to find her voice, and sobbed in a nasal voice: "No, no, I don't have a home, I don't have a home, I, where do I still have a home?" β
Yin Yun was stunned, he could hear it clearly, Wei Luo's words contained too much helplessness, this is a kind of loneliness that is drifting around, there is no root and nowhere to park, this is a kind of panic, a kind of powerlessness to look around.
Almost suddenly, his eyes turned red.
He looked down at her, reached out and stroked her long hair, and muttered, "No fear, no fear." This is your home. β
As soon as the last few words came out, Yin Yun was stunned.
His stroking motion froze, and his brow furrowed deeply.
Wandering in the rivers and lakes for many years, everyone in the world knows that his earnest promise is never easy to export, and he has long had a good reputation that is not easy for ten cities.
However, he made a promise to this woman who had only two faces.
And this is the second time.
When we first met, this woman was still a young girl, and her appearance was far less than that of the country and the city as she is now. Back then, when she looked at herself with those eyes that were obviously extremely fragile and panicked and helpless, what she said was considerate and gentle comfort.
He couldn't help but think at that time: As soon as the matter is over, I must find her! As long as she's okay, you must return her wish!
I really can't figure out what is going on in this world.
Again, it only took a while for me to meet her, and then I promised again. Moreover, as soon as the promise came out, until now, it still feels natural.
Jian Ji stepped into the courtyard door, the wolf corpse in his hand was still dripping blood, and as soon as he raised his head, he faced this scene.
He paused, his eyes glaring instantly.
After a while, he tilted his head, pondered for a while, and slowly exited the courtyard gate.
After withdrawing, the sword blame put the beast on the ground, put his hands behind his back, and began to pace under the boulevard.
He turned a few steps and came to the courtyard gate again. As soon as he stretched out his head, he saw that the two husbands and wives were in the small wooden room, looking out with their heads probed. The old man in one of them looked at the sword and opened his mouth to call.
Jian Ji hurriedly stretched out his hand and pressed it, signaling him to silence, and then waved his hand to signal him to come out.
Seeing this, the old man hurriedly walked out lightly.
As soon as the old man was discharged from the hospital, he asked, "Why is this?" β
Where does the old man understand? He shook his head repeatedly.
Jian Ji frowned, stretched out his left hand to stroke his chin, and said with a deep face: "Why did you hug together so quickly?" My senior brother is a gentleman and has always been indifferent to women. This woman has been with each other for a long time, and it can be seen that she is a dead-eyed woman. Why did they hug each other so suddenly? β
When the old man heard this, he still shook his head stupidly.
Jian Ji stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and muttered, "Is it possible, will this woman become my sister-in-law?" Oh, I haven't been able to get hold of such a beautiful woman. β
When he said this, Jun Jun had a bitter face, and said: "No, my senior brother is also my own senior brother, and I don't want to share him with a woman." Woo, woo, woo. How could these two people get together? β
The sword blame was obviously really distressed, and he squatted on the ground, holding his head and humming.
When the old man saw him like this, he did not come forward to persuade him. He just glanced twice, and with a twist of footsteps, he actually tiptoed back into the courtyard.
As soon as the old man walked to the courtyard gate, the low cheer of the sword blaming came, "Old slave, your little master is so sad, how can you ignore it?" β
When he said this, his eyes were extremely sad and indignant, "My senior brother, who has been hugged by the woman I like, doesn't want me anymore." Is it possible that you will also abandon me? β
The last sentence of the sword blame is really a bit funny.
At that moment, the old man turned his head, his cloudy eyes looked at the sword, his dry mouth pursed, and he said hoarsely: "The little master is serious, and when the little master sleeps, there will be no troubles." β
When the old man said this, he was startled when he saw the sword in his angry eyes and his face was angry, and he hurriedly retreated a few steps back, and said, "The slave has to get wine and meat for his master." β
As he spoke, he quickly picked up the dead wolf from the ground and hurried towards the courtyard.
Jian Ji looked at the figure of the old man fleeing, and was very depressed. He stroked his chin with his right hand and muttered very resentfully, "This time, I'm really a little sadγγγγγγ β
As soon as he said this, his eyes suddenly lit up, his right hand slapped heavily on his left palm, revealing his snow-white teeth and smiling: "The woman has made a good meal, she really followed the senior brother, so wouldn't I have a stomach?" β
When he said this, he was very excited, and immediately strode towards the courtyard gate.
This time, the two who were hugging each other had separated, and Wei Luo was already blushing with shame, and his head was buried in his chest. And his senior brother, still caressing her hair, was whispering something.
The sword swaggered in, laughed, and said loudly, "Woman, it's time to rest!" Hurry up and get some food! Senior brother, do you know, this woman is beautiful, the fried food she made is really unparalleled in the world, and it is even more attractive than her beauty. Hahaha. β
Wei Luo was originally blushing and a little embarrassed, but when he heard Jian Ji ridicule like this, the tips of his ears were dripping blood.
Hearing this, she hurriedly stood up, looked at Yin Yun and Jian Yifu, lowered her head and said hurriedly, "I'll go get food." β
With that, she grabbed her dress and hurried towards the small wooden room.