You're ruthless.

Xu Song was sweating profusely, gritting his teeth and hating to look at the disappearing figure on the door and window, and his sword-like eyes cast on the fluttering firefly who was curled up on the ground and crying.

He gently raised his hand to pinch her slender neck, and the words that came out of his mouth were so cold: "You asked for it..."

The hot night, the dripping sweat and the woman's suppressed moaning and groaning.

Shen Zhiyu sat on the wooden steps of the post house with his knees in a thin coat, looking up at the full moon hanging on the branches, a little trance-like, and unconsciously stroked the piece of jade that fell on his chest.

Time flies so fast, more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and she came to the capital with Her Royal Highness and left that land forever.

She even remembered the man's warm blood, his breathing and his body colding as he lay on top of her, and his tongue of fire burned everything that had to do with him, turning him into a handful of ashes and passing away with the wind.

Since then, she can only use those pitiful memories to remember this young man who once loved her passionately and suppressively.

"He really likes you."

Shen Zhiyu turned around suddenly, and saw Yan Zhao standing with her hands in her hands, and she slowly buried her head in her knees, so what? Is love a result?

Looking at Shen Zhiyu's black hair hanging down at his feet, Yan Zhao finally swallowed back the words that he was about to say.

Xu Song likes her, everyone knows it, she actually knows very well in her heart that she just doesn't want to respond, and now that the wood is in the boat, there is no room to turn around.

If this doesn't happen, according to Xu Song's honest temperament, he can keep it until the Year of the Monkey, but how can Shen Zhiyu be the person who easily changes his mind? Maybe I'll hit my head and bleed, and now I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

Yan Zhao sighed invisibly, his gentle eyes were dark, and when he heard the woman's mournful cry, he left the wooden building in disgust.

He knew that if it weren't for his own words, Xu Song would be able to suffocate himself to death, which shows that he has a deep affection for Shen Zhiyu, but how can such a woman who is full of holes be able to cover up his love for a stupid boy who has never been deeply involved in the world?

What's more, Shen Zhiyu is dressed in white and hangs filial piety, showing people as a surviving person?

The sun got up early in the morning, and before the hour came, it shone on the wooden building.

This night was extremely painful for Liuying, and the ferocious medicinal effect, the man full of resentment and no pity almost crushed her, and so far-

She lay on the ground without an inch, her pale lips slightly open, her sweat-soaked hair spread out on the ground one by one, her breath was dying, and her body was bruised and bruised.

Even so, she still grabbed the man's wide robe over her body, and staggered to her feet and pushed the door open.

Shen Zhiyu, who had not slept all night, saw her come out and stepped forward to help, but her injuries were not yet healed, the whole person was very weak, and the fluttering fireflies were not heavy, and the two almost fell together.

Fortunately, there was still a door leaning, and Liuying glanced at her expressionlessly, and laboriously waved away Shen Zhiyu's hand that was holding her.

is such a hypocritical woman, Xu Song likes her obviously, but she doesn't want to let herself replace her, and she has to pretend to come forward and sell it when she comes!

Liuying can't cry anymore, she cried too much last night, her eyes are swollen, dry and astringent.

The blurred gaze was on a pair of brocade black boots, and above that was the man's thin waist hooked by the jade belt and a long sword that was exposed in the cold light!

And the long sword was aimed at her neck, the tears of the fireflies came down, her eyes were hot and painful, she looked at Yan Zhao in disbelief, and her voice was hoarse: "Your Highness... Why..."

What's wrong with her? It's just that she fell in love with someone she shouldn't covet, and Liu Ying knew that such a beautiful and jade character as His Royal Highness was not worthy of her, but she never thought about it, even if she had no name and no share, she was willing to follow her.

But why does His Royal Highness like the good-for-nothing Jiang Xi in the capital?

When she was forced by Xu Song, she was desperately numb, but now the pain all over her body is like a needle inserted into the cracks of her bones, and her heart is clutched, and the pain is overwhelming.

"It's your bad heart, and you are to blame!" Yan Zhao's voice was cold, and the tip of the sword pressed against her jaw.

Shen Zhiyu saw that Liuying's jaw was oozing blood, her eyes widened in horror, she wanted to speak, but the words rolled to her throat and she couldn't spit it out, so she grabbed the edge of Yan Zhao's robe helplessly, and pleaded with her eyes.

Liuying has been very good to her all the way, take care of her carefully, otherwise she can only lie down and can't get up, Shen Zhiyu doesn't want anyone to get hurt.

She raised her weak hand to support Liuying, but she waved it away, fell to the ground hard, and her wrist supported the ground, her eyes were black in pain, almost instantaneous, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead and back.

"No need for you... False... Kind..."Seeing that she gritted her teeth in pain, she couldn't bear it, but when she thought of what she had suffered, her heart hardened, and she raised her eyes to look at Yan Zhao: "Blame... By self-picking, slave ... I confessed..."

Then he slowly closed his eyes, letting the tip of the sword against his neck.

Shen Zhiyu was full of tears and shook his head to look at Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao closed her eyelids slightly, forcibly suppressing the anger rising in her heart, her dose of medicine almost wasted Xu Song! How can he endure it?

Xu Songyu is not just a personal servant, but a brother who grew up together, a brother who can give his life to him! And this woman, who slandered his concubine, almost abolished Xu Song if she wanted to do something wrong!

When he opened his eyes again, the bottom of Yan Zhao's eyes was bottomless, and he raised his hand lightly uncontrollably, and the cold blade of the sword made the slightly perceptual eyelashes tremble slightly.

"Put... She—" A weak, hoarse voice came from inside the room.

Yan Zhao did not move.

"Yan Shubai! She's my person... I'm up to it—" He said something in fits and starts, then fainted.

Yan Zhao lowered his eyes, then put his long sword into the sheath, stepped into the inner room, pulled the curtain of the partition over him, and carried the person into his room.

Seeing that there was no fear for his life, Liuyi fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, staring blankly at the wooden roof, tears slowly sliding from the ends of his eyes.

Shen Zhiyu closed the door and brought a towel to slowly scrub her.

After tidying up for her, he helped the person to the couch, found a pen and paper, and wrote it to her.

"Don't be afraid, Xu Song is a very good person."

Liuying sneered: "He's good, why don't you go up?" "

Shen Zhiyu smiled miserably, his face was a little pale: "I promised to marry as soon as I was born, I have never seen someone to marry, when I was ten years old, my family was robbed, and I died tragically, my mother pointed to the jade I brought since I was a child and asked me to go to the capital to find relatives, I begged with my maidservant all the way, she died on the road, and I went to the south." "

She wrote slowly on the paper, and the hand holding the pen trembled: "When I arrived, I knew that I had gone against the maid, Chen County was thousands of miles away from the capital, and since then I have taken root here, and I don't want to marry anymore, the master asked me what I wanted, I only said that I had no intention or no intention, but the man died in front of my eyes, and I knew that I was not unwilling." "

Writing this, she couldn't help herself to cry: "Now, I only think that I married that person, and I came to this capital to find the person who has a marriage contract with me, if I can find it, I will break the marriage contract, and put an empty grave in the back, how can I delay others like this..."

"There are many empty feelings in this world, Your Highness has love in your heart, but it is not a good match, don't be like me, you will regret it when you lose."