Chapter 118: The Woman Who Couldn't Bear His Death, Strange Traces

For Sikong Yanfei's sudden generosity, Hanyue felt uneasy.

Come to remember! In his previous life, he had encountered something dangerous at this time......

He was generous enough to allow him to do business, and he spoke in such a gentle tone that it was as if he were ...... Explain the aftermath!

A hint of soreness gradually spreads.

He knew it would be dangerous, but he had no choice.

Han Yue tried his best to think back, but he couldn't think of where his danger would come from this time.

The irritability and anxiety in my heart, as well as the inexplicable panic, all came up for a while.

Sikong Yan stared at Han Yue, seeing that the blood on her face gradually faded, and her whole body tensed, as if she was extremely nervous.

"What is the moon afraid of?" He stretched out his big hand, and the warm palm landed on the back of her jade neck.

Han Yue stared at him with wide eyes, and suddenly threw herself into his arms.

The strength was so great that Sikong Yanfei's body was knocked backwards.

"Sikong Yanfei, you won't be ...... It won't be ......," Hanyue buried her head in his arms and choked.

"What won't it be?" Sikong Yanfei chuckled and reached out to touch the back of her head.

Han Yue raised her head with a swish, her big eyes watery, "You don't want to die, do you?" ”

Sikong Yan smiled disdainfully: "Who dares to take Lone's life." ”

There are many people who want his life.

"You don't want to lie to me, you obviously have the idea of sending you to death." Han Yue grabbed his clothes with both hands, "How can you ...... like this"

The two who should have had no intersection have a relationship, but they are connected by mistake.

She thought that she could not care, this man was just a passerby on her way to survive after all, but she still felt sad when she realized that he had the desire to die.

No matter what the world says, whether it is ruthless or killing, he has given himself shelter, as well as the favor she has never encountered in her previous life.

It's easy to do, but it's not easy to trust.

Especially for a suspicious man like Sikong Yanfei, but he chose to trust himself.

Sikong Yan looked at Hanyue's misty eyes, and seemed to feel a little funny, "Let Gu guess, Yue is teasing Gu again this time?" ”

This guy actually said that she was faking to cry when she was so sad......

An inexplicable grievance came up.

Hanyue simply opened her mouth and cried "wow".

The voice was so loud that even the guards and maids outside could hear it clearly.

Their figures flickered outside the door from time to time, but they didn't dare to enter the door without permission to check.

Sikong Yan watched in a daze as large tears rolled down Hanyue's cheeks and smashed on his body, with a warm temperature.

It seems that she is really sad.

"Lone was just joking just now...... Sikong Yanfei rubbed his eyebrows with one hand, his face full of helplessness.

If this woman really cried, it would be a little overwhelming for him.

Han Yue didn't care about that, she felt wronged, and cried and sobbed.

"The king......" came the maid's low inquiring voice outside the door.

"Nothing." Sikong Yanfei shouted in a low voice.

In the dark dormitory, only Hanyue's cry could be heard.

Sikong Yan's face turned from black to white, and she tried to persuade a few words, but she didn't expect her to cry even more.

He had never coaxed a woman, and he felt helpless.

He let out a long sigh: "Sure enough, only women and villains are difficult to raise." ”

He felt that it was many times more difficult to coax a woman than to counsel with a wise man.

Han Yue grabbed his clothes and wiped his tears, and after a while, a large piece of Sikong Yan's crimson middle coat was already wet.

Sikong Yan glanced at her clothes with disgust, but finally couldn't help but push her away.

"I don't care, you're coming back anyway." Hanyue put her arms around her waist and muttered, "You only let me do business...... But how can you do it without your support...... I will make a fortune in your name. ”

Sikong Yan looked down at the woman who was shrinking in his arms, crying and crying, with a red nose......

"It's ugly to death." After a long silence, he spat out a sentence.

But there was a strange joy in my heart.

Every time he faced death, he never thought of retreating, with only ten strengths, he would definitely fight eleven points, even if he couldn't turn back, he didn't care.

Because there was no one behind him waiting for him to go back.

But this cunning woman would weep over his departure.

Although she seemed to be worried about him, he could still feel her sadness because of him.

"If an ugly woman like you doesn't come back, no one else will want you." He chuckled and hugged her.

"You're ugly...... Han Yue cried a little confused, and her voice gradually lowered.

Sikong Yan hugged her and leaned motionless on the couch, and after a while, the person in her arms snored slightly.

Because she had just cried and her nose was blocked, Hanyue also opened her small mouth when she fell asleep, panting and snoring.

Sikong Yanfei lowered her head and looked at her stunned.

"Sure enough...... It's ugly. He muttered to himself, his quiet tone tinged with the loneliness and remoteness of antiquity.

On the second day, when Hanyue woke up, her surroundings were empty.

The maid came in with clear water and said respectfully: "The king has a word, and he ordered the lady to wait for him to come back." ”

Han Yue sat there for a long time before she came back to her senses.

Sikong Yanfei let people spread rumors to her...... Does that mean that she was given a promise that he would return?

Hanyue didn't know where Sikong Yanfei went, and everything was as usual in the house.

Except for Uncle Wang, who was not in the mansion, the rest of the Magi were still discussing matters in the front yard every day, and Zhong Ran Gong had also come a few times, but Hanyue did not go out of the mansion with him again, but just talked to him in the courtyard.

Princess Puyang hasn't shown up since she said she was sick, but Pu Wu has been here a few times, and Hanyue has found excuses and didn't see her.

At this juncture, she doesn't want to cause trouble, everything has to wait for Sikong Yanfei to return safely.

That night, Hanyue slept until midnight and heard the noise of people outside.

"Someone." She got up from the couch and called out.

"Mrs. Yue...... "It took a long time for a maid to come and answer."

"What happened?" Han Yue asked.

"There is a fire in the treasury of the house."

Han Yue sat up straight, "Did you hurt anyone?" ”

The maid shook her head, "I don't know, the guards are fighting." ”

"Do you know where the fire started?"

"Granary."

Hanyue asked some more questions, but the maid couldn't answer, so she had to do it.

Half an hour later, a guard came to report that the fire had been extinguished and that no one had been injured.

Han Yue fell asleep again.

The next morning, she woke up to the sound of low talk.

"I heard that strange patterns appeared on the pillars of the burned granaries."

“…… What kind of pattern is it? ”

"Traces of a crescent moon."

"It's a coincidence......"

"Who knows, if it's a coincidence, there won't be such marks on every column."

Han Yue got up and came to the door, quietly listening to the discussion outside, and a trace of uneasiness passed through her heart inexplicably.