In fact, Yuan Chuyao is not the first time to kill someone, but the hatred in her previous life was too deep, and she didn't have time to feel uncomfortable after killing someone, and she also died.

In the end, it was different, when she still had room for life, and after killing someone, she was still sober and watching, sitting in the carriage on the way back, she didn't dare to close her eyes, it seemed that as soon as she closed her eyes, she would see the extraordinarily gorgeous red.

And...... After following Zhu Yi'an back, his blood became dark.

The corpse was also extremely scary.

The living may be terrible in their hearts, but they are far less frightening than the moment when life is gone, when their vitality gradually dims and becomes stiff and white.

Yuan Chuyao's heart was haunted by an invisible haze, every time he gasped, he didn't land, he couldn't go up or down, he was blocked in his chest, he couldn't disperse, he couldn't close.

"Miss, are you uncomfortable somewhat?" Even the confidant felt Yuan Chuyao's calm face, which seemed to hide a sense of irritability.

Turning her head slightly stiffly to look at her bosom friend, she felt that someone was talking, but her mind didn't know where to fly for a long time, and she didn't hear it clearly at all: "What?"

Zhixin had the courage to probe her forehead and looked at her worriedly: "Is it that you don't have enough clothes today, you don't look very comfortable." ”

It's snowing just now, isn't it cold?

Yuan Chuyao shook his head and made a muffled voice: "No, I just killed someone, it feels a little strange." ”

It's really nauseous, plus I didn't eat at night, and now I'm a little dizzy, and it's weird and uncomfortable.

The confidant was shocked and stammered: "Kill...... Kill!"

It was too sudden, she didn't expect this stubble at all, and she was still thinking about whether to make some warm medicinal tea or brown sugar ginger tea in the kitchen when it was cold, and the topic changed in vain, falling to killing someone, and her scalp was about to fall off.

Yuan Chuyao leaned softly on the bosom friend's lap, his nasal voice was serious, and he said angrily: "You sleep with me at night." ”

Sleeping alone is a nightmare.

When you wake up with someone around you, you feel much more at ease.

Who isn't a baby!

When you feel uncomfortable, you need the love of others.

Knowing and nodding, "Miss, do you want to sleep first, I'll wake you up when it's time." ”

It may be that the bosom friend's legs are too weak, Yuan Chuyao did not refuse this proposal, closed her eyes, and tried to forget the deep memory, whenever the picture was about to be reproduced, she opened her eyes and closed them again, wanting to break the coherent picture.

It seems to have really worked, and Yuan Chuyao is much more comfortable.

She slept lightly, and as soon as the sound of the car stopped, she woke up in fright.

"Have you arrived?" Yuan Chuyao's throat felt a little dry, and the tone of his voice had the haze of waking up normally, and the vigilance of waking up.

"It's here. ”

The intimate replied, and did not forget to tidy up the clothes for her considerately, so he went out to open the curtain for her first.

When he walked out, the wind blew outside, Yuan Chuyao's mind was clear, and he didn't have much sleepiness, so he was immediately swept away.

The boredom seems to have dissipated a lot with the wind.

Yuan Chuying and Yuan Churou didn't know what was going on, but from Yuan Chuyao's unsmiling face, it could be seen that she didn't want to talk much at the moment.

When she walked to the fork in the road, Yuan Chuying looked at her with big eyes that couldn't hide her worry: "Sister, take a good rest, don't stay up too late." ”

Yuan Churou didn't say anything, but the worry in her eyes also made her little face full of seriousness.

"Well, it's fine. Yuan Chuyao smiled.

But no matter how weak that smile looks, it's very reluctant.

The two looked even more worried.

Yuan Chuyao waved his hand, signaling the two to go back with confidence, and he entered the courtyard slowly, without looking back at the reaction of the two behind him.

"What happened?" Yuan Chuying couldn't imagine what Yuan Chuyao did when she went out, or what someone did to her!

Thinking of what someone had done to her, Yuan Chuying suddenly tensed.

Yuan Churou rolled her eyes: "Then why didn't you ask just now." ”

Yuan Chuying said "ha", "Then why don't you ask?"

The two glanced at each other, and they both reined in their arrogance, when Yuan Chuyao put down his face, where did they dare to ask.

Remembering that when he accidentally asked a question that shouldn't have been asked before, Yuan Chuyao's sudden smile made him feel scared just thinking about it.

Therefore, once Yuan Chuyao didn't want to say it, they would never take the initiative to ask, even if they were very worried in their hearts, they would definitely not want to touch her.

After Yuan Chuyao entered the house, she stretched out, the warm room, comfortable and sighed, she took a deep breath and exhaled the depression in her chest.

"Hmm~" She moved her neck and returned to her own territory, all her guards were removed, she unbuttoned her heavy coat, and the dagger and repeater that she took out of her sleeve pocket, one under the pillow and the other on the hanger.

Since the last time Zhu Yi'an came to her injured wounded, her decorative weapons no longer use spears and spears and the like.

The inside of the house is not large enough, and this weapon is difficult to use.

If someone really fights with her, the principle that an inch is long and an inch strong will not apply, but will become a burden.

Her weapons are no longer hidden in the open, so as not to fight, and her own things have become the help of others.

A house that she had transformed, the place she knew best, and the nest that allowed her to relax the most.

"Miss, the general and the Yuan commander are here. ”

The holy decree has been issued, and General Yuan has become a real general, the official leader of the Chinese and Korean officials, in charge of the army and the war, and the prime minister of the military, above the three dukes.

Yuan Chuyao roughly knew why his father came over, thinking that it was because she was helping Lord Ling maybe told his brother, and his brother told his father by the way.

She put on her thick clothes and went out of the room, walked through the corridor, lifted the curtain and entered the hall, as far as the eye could see, her father was sitting on her new chair, drinking the tea offered by Zhiyu, and her brother Yuan Jingchen was standing there, without meaning to sit down.

"Daddy, brother, why did you come here so late?" Yuan Chuyao didn't say directly, but said hello one by one first.

That is, her own family, she dared to be so direct.

Yuan Zhen's leisurely gaze turned and fell on Yuan Chuyao, full of inclusive amusement: "Do you now know how difficult it is to clear the way for the saint?"

Yuan Chuyao inevitably remembered the embarrassment that he was lying on the side and vomiting in the dark after killing today, and nodded: "Well, but if I have a chance, I still want to strengthen myself." ”

The unexpected answer, Yuan Zhen was slightly surprised: "I wasn't scared." ”

He also thought that his daughter would come over aggrievedly, tugging on his sleeve and crying for a while, it seems that she is worthy of being his daughter, and her reaction is not ordinary.

Yuan Zhen didn't know that Yuan Chuyao had already hugged another person and cried.