Zilaixuan Inn

I was too tired to climb to Tianti Village today, Yunluo closed her eyes early, there was a candle in the house that was not blown out, the hazy and soft light sprinkled on her face, the hot kang bed was very warm, and it was very quiet outside.

The wind made the door creak softly.

The light and shadow flickered, and the sound of the cord sounded, and it seemed as if a tall shadow stood in front of her, blocking the candlelight.

Someone next to her said, "Master, she's already asleep." ”

"Hmm. The man spoke softly, and then did not speak again.

Yunluo seemed to fall asleep, but she could still hear the voice, but she couldn't move or speak. She thought she was dreaming, and then there seemed to be a hand on her face, slowly wandering. There was a little chill on the fingertips. She wanted to stop, she wanted to speak, but she couldn't make a sound.

"Why didn't you take her back...... someone said hesitantly.

"There's no hurry. The man continued, "You go out, and I'll be out in a moment." ”

Someone closed the door and went out.

Yunluo felt that the hand had reached her neck, landing on the edge of her robe.

The man lowered his eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry, I can't help myself"

The candle shadow kept flickering. It seemed like a long time before she suddenly felt something soft and warm, with a familiar smell falling on her forehead.

Wang Qianqian stood alone at the door of Yunfu, choked with a sore nose and throat, thinking about her thoughts of Yunluo, almost wanting to cry.

Climb over the wall, walk slowly, the direction is the boudoir before the clouds fall, when passing by the Yunshuyang courtyard, the inside is particularly quiet, the window sill red candles flicker.

Voices were faintly heard.

Yun Shuyang was lying on his stomach, his eyes slightly closed, and his back was covered with bloodstains. Yun Lin dipped the milky plaster and smeared the wound, and the people below suddenly screamed loudly and lowly.

"You, your hands are lighter...... Ahh

Yun Lin's face tightened, and he quickly tore off a piece of the upturned epidermis, picked a piece of white medicine and pressed it. The people below were so painful that tears flew from their eyes.

"Do you still know that it hurts? When you talk back to your father, isn't that like this?"

"Then what can I do" The lips are red and the teeth are white, and the eyes are black and white, like clear black jade soaked in mercury.

Yun Lin knocked on his head and stared at him with a stern face, "Do you insist that girl to be his wife?

Yun Shuyang was not convinced, "What if...... What would you ......do if you were to give up Miss Song, or Miss Song to be a concubine?"

Hearing this, Yun Lin's subordinates were heavy, and the people below didn't even have the sound to scream.

Thinking of giving up, Song felt a slight pain, and muttered to himself, "Then I must be heartbroken" is that he will only think of himself and ignore everything.

The tone was not as good as just now, and he glanced at Yun Shuyang on the bed, "I know, I will help you"

As soon as Yunlin left, when Wang Qianqian pushed the door open with shaking hands, she saw Yun Shuyang rolling to the ground in embarrassment, struggling to climb the table legs to get up, but you can imagine the seriousness of his back.

Tears welled up. She rushed over and threw herself into Yun Shuyang's arms, trembling like a leaf in the wind.

Yun Shuyang hugged her tightly and stroked her back again and again, as if he had released his suspicions.

After a long time, he collected his tears in Yun Shuyang's arms, and when he raised his head, he was already calm.

Wang Qianqian passed under him with both hands, half-supported him to sit on the bed, patted the dust off his body, and asked, "Thirsty?"

Yun Shuyang didn't say a word, reached out and poured himself a cup of cold tea, lowered his head and took a sip.

Wang Qianqian looked at him. She had just heard it at the door, and he was injured by herself.

Yun Shuyang said, "What are you doing here?"

Wang Qianqian pursed her lips lightly, "Why are you doing this, it's not necessary?"

Yun Shuyang silently picked up the teacup, drank the rest of the tea, and said, "Self-inflicted?"

"I'm going to explain to Yunxiang"

Yun Shuyang put down the teacup with a "bang" and said slightly: "No." "How could she go to Yun Xiong?