Twenty-seven, for whom the wind dews and stands for the middle night

remembered that when Qianqian was gossiping, she said to herself that there seemed to be a simple temple outside the city that could shelter from the wind and rain. I don't know exactly where I am, but it's better than doing it now.

Yiyou told him about the temple, "There seems to be a temple nearby, why don't we go there and rest our feet first, I really can't walk." ”

"Hmm." His gaze inadvertently fell on the sword wound on Yiyou's left shoulder, and he agreed to what she said without thinking.

Yiyou suddenly felt a warmth in his heart, and the two of them hurried to get there, this dense forest can't rest at night, no matter what, they have to find a place to rest tonight, and now it seems that this temple is undoubtedly the best place for them.

After walking for half the night, I was tired for half the night, and I stopped and walked all the way to the temple that Qianqian said. At the moment, he didn't care about how dirty and messy the ground was, so he leisurely helped him sit down and rest.

When she helped him sit down, Yiyou felt the wound on her left shoulder crack open again, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead from the pain, but she just gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.

Ren Jinye was injured because of her today, and the injury was worse than herself, in front of him, she didn't want to act like a weakling. After staying through tonight, there will be a doctor tomorrow to come and see, just bear with it.

The situation on Yiyou's side is not good, and Ren Jinye's situation is not optimistic. His whole body began to fall into a state of confusion again, and the temperature of his body became more and more abnormal.

Yiyou reached out to probe his body temperature, and sure enough, he burned again. Yiyou patted his cheek gently, hoping that he would wake up, "Yiwu, Yiwu?" Yiwu, are you alright? ”

Yiyou has been accustomed to the service of his subordinates since he was a child, and he has always been to stretch out his hands for clothes and open his mouth for food, and he doesn't know what to do to make him better when he encounters such a situation.

Just when she was secretly angry at her uselessness, Ren Jinye grabbed her hand that fell on his forehead, held it in his chest, and didn't know what she was muttering, she couldn't restrain the curiosity in her heart, and leaned down to hear what he said.

"You'er, You'........."

Yiyou's body stiffened, but just two words, but she instantly abandoned her troops and armor, and she could not form an army, so she could only obediently disarm and surrender.

Her other hand couldn't help but caress his face, stroking his handsome face inch by inch, her fingertips rubbing back and forth against his lips.

Why, why lie to me? You still care about me, don't you? Why are we the way we are?

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, time also, life also.

He suddenly hugged Yiyou, and his breath was hot enough to burn her skin. The thin lips with a little coolness imprinted on her, blocking the words she wanted to ask, attacking the city inch by inch, taking away the air that was already in her mouth.

Yiyou was frightened by his sudden move, and for a moment she just froze there and didn't move, and didn't think to reach out and push him away, for fear that all this was just a hallucination caused by her exhaustion.

The blank decade between them severed all their ties with a single sword. She thought he might not come back, Yiwu, you know what? Do you know how I've been all these years?

Falling asleep night and night, half of the Lu family and half of the king.

But if one day you know what I have done in the past ten years, you will definitely not forgive me, because I know very well what I have done over the years, for the sake of the Lu family, it is not an exaggeration to say that I have become cold-faced and ruthless, so I never expect anyone to understand me and forgive me.

Yiyou smiled bitterly, and tears moistened the corners of his eyes silently.

When he looked down, he found that he had torn off his belt at some point, and his coat had been half faded, and looking at his dark and misty eyes and his previous behavior, it was not difficult to surmise that he was now drugged.

The sudden coldness of her body made Yiyou suddenly sober up, and she subconsciously reached out and pushed him away, keeping a certain distance from him and not approaching.

Yiyou's struggle made a glimmer of light flash in his misty eyes, and he regained some of his senses, seeing her so far away from him in the corner, he naturally understood everything.

"I'm sorry." He apologized in a low voice, because the medicinal effect of the voice also seemed a little hoarse and low, with the color of lust, tweezers people's souls.

Yiyou hugged herself weakly with her hands, the wound on her left shoulder had oozed blood, and her heart began to ache faintly, she knew that it was a precursor to the onset of the Red Flower Curse.

It turned out that he was just drugged, but she was thinking about it too much, he never said that he loved her, she was amorous.

"I understand." She said calmly, not letting him perceive the sadness in her words. The trembling fingertips revealed her true emotions.

He seemed to be getting more and more uncomfortable, and the outer clothes on his body had long been thrown away because of the heat, but he didn't seem to be enough, and the belt of his middle coat was half untied but not taken off, and the thin white obscene clothes inside were faintly visible.

I've heard people say that if ......... If the effect of this drug is not relieved, the person may explode and die.

Yiyou pondered for a long time, raised his eyes and saw him like this, after all, he couldn't bear it, closed his eyes and approached him, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Actually, you don't have to be like this, I ..............." I took a long time, took a deep breath, and then popped out a few words from between my teeth in humiliation, "I, it's okay." ”

Although he said that it didn't matter, how could it be really okay, if Zhenxing exchanged his life, why would she not want to.

Tears kept pouring out of her eyes, and she struggled to hold them back from falling.

There is no woman who doesn't want to give herself to her favorite Tanlang on the night of candles in the cave room, no woman will want to lose her life before marriage, and no woman will be like her, losing her body to someone who loves the wrong person.

She hadn't waited for the day he said he would come and marry her, would he still fall in love with her, who had become vicious? Maybe she won't be able to wait for the day he says.

She trembled and unbuttoned her coat, her fingers clasping her mid-garment, unbuttoning it several times but not doing it, and when she was about to try it for the fourth time, he spoke.

"No need, I won't touch you." His voice was so cold, without a trace of warmth, that it completely extinguished all the courage in her heart when she did this.

She bit her lower lip, "Actually......... Me," she didn't know what to say, did she want her to say that I didn't really care what you did to me? Or do I not mind using me as an antidote? She really couldn't say that.

He interrupted Yi You's unfinished words, snorted coldly, and sneered: "Could it be that Princess Changning doesn't care about her reputation at all?" Or is it that in itself? ”

Yiyou felt that her heart had never hurt so much as it did now, and he beat her heart word by word, word by word, knocking on the weakest part of her heart, making her powerless to parry.

Not care? She doesn't care?

Yes, she doesn't care, she doesn't care that if she loses her chastity, she can't be reconciled with the turtle;

She doesn't care that if she loses her chastity, she can't rely on Lu Fengyu to refuse to kiss;

She doesn't care if she loses her chastity and can find a good man;

She didn't care that if she lost her chastity, she would completely become a useless chess piece in Lu Fangyuan's hands that she was powerless to resist.

She doesn't care about her life or death, what else does he want from her? She just wants him alive, isn't that wrong?

In his heart, what kind of person is she? Is it that unbearable? Don't care if your reputation is ruined, and don't care if others trample on it? Lost self-esteem and basic ethics of being a human being, right?

He didn't seem to hurt her deep enough, and said coldly: "What's more, I don't want to hurt her heart either." ”

She?

Graceful?

He also smiled lightly.

He was afraid of breaking her heart, so he broke his heart unscrupulously? So what is all this she has done in ten years? She was struggling to find the people who participated in the investigation of the Mo family's case file, and who did she want to overturn the case for the Mo family?

For the sake of a person's safety, he is willing to drink the saffron spell, what is this? For the sake of a child's saying, she almost took her life, and for what?

She, waiting for ten years, just in exchange for him, he didn't want to break her heart?

In sixteen years, she had never been as sad as she is today.

It turns out that when the red flower spell is not attacked, her heart will also hurt.

She walked out of the temple in despair, and she could no longer hear any words in her ears, and his sentence kept lingering in her mind: Besides, I don't want to break her heart.

I don't want to break her heart either.

I don't want to break her heart.

I don't want to break her heart.

I wanted to break her heart.

Broke her heart.

to her heart.

Her heart.

hearts.

Heart.

His voice seemed to echo endlessly, constantly echoing in her ears.

She didn't want to be sad, but she couldn't be sad.

Her wrist was grabbed hard, and she looked up at him in confusion, unable to guess his intentions.

"Let it go." She looked down at his star-bright eyes, fearing that she would sink again, and her hands gently broke free from his restraints.

"Where are you going?" He asked indifferently, and it seemed that he was just asking casually, and it didn't have much practical significance.

She looked at the half-moon in the sky that was obscured by clouds, and walked forward. "Go back."

Where to go? Actually, she didn't know. Maybe he wants to go back to the tree with the fragrance of flowers and butterflies ten years ago, and ask him if he would like to marry her ten years later.

She just didn't want to stay here anymore, not for a moment. She wanted to be alone and quiet before leaving.

"Yiyo," he called softly.

She hated him so much, why whenever she wanted to leave, he could always easily arouse her hope, but when she was full of hope for him, he gave her a basin of cold water.

She looked at him coldly and suddenly smiled.

She asked calmly, "What do you really want from me?" ”

He looked at her silently for a long time and said, "It's late, let's rest." ”

She shook her head, "No, I want to be alone right now." ”

He was silent, and showed no sign of leaving.

She turned her head to look into his eyes and said seriously, "You go in, I'm fine." ”

He draped his coat over Yiyou's shoulders and shoved another medicine bottle into her hand, "Your wound is open and needs to be medicated." ”

She was amused and thanked perfunctorily, but she didn't mean to use it.

He took a few steps back, but she knew he wasn't back inside. As soon as she turned around, she could see him, but she was tired and didn't want to wait for him, and she didn't want to wait.

She wants long-term love, and he can only give her endless waiting.

After all, not together. In that case, don't torture each other, she will promise to be friendly with Qiuzi, and he may be separated from Wan, and they will all have a good ending.

Since the previous things have passed, let him pass.

She doesn't care what his identity is, and she doesn't want to carry too much anymore.

Perhaps, they can all live a little easier.