The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and her heart, which was listening attentively, also chuckled suddenly, and a touch of uneasiness quickly passed through her heart.

On the previous Double Ninth Day, she always sat quietly on the stone steps of Fengyu Palace, watching Dongfang Yunlie stroke the piano for her, for her, that was the happiest thing for her.

And now, it has long been a thing and a person.

"The knife is cut and the water is reconnected, and the love is constantly ...... with the blade"

On his lips, he read this sentence softly, but in the next second, he was interrupted by a drunken sneer.

"Hehe~~Haha~~~"

This wild laugh sounded from outside the courtyard gate of Yingshuijian, and her fingertips trembled twice inadvertently, and her eyes reflexively cast to the door.

Seeing Dongfang Yunlie wearing a white robe, his long ink-colored hair was scattered on his side, rising in the wind, and his face was crimson because of alcohol.

The corners of his lips, hooked into a bloodthirsty sneer, staggered towards her.

"Lord Wang."

She walked forward quickly, helping Dongfang Yunlie, who was already a little drunk, and the strong smell of alcohol made her frown.

"Cutting the knife and reconnecting the water, swinging the blade and cutting the affection? Hehe~~~ Are you still thinking about Chu Jinmo? ”

He shook off Feng Qinyu's hand and reached out to pinch her slender chin, as if to crush it, "But unfortunately, you don't want to see him again in your life." ”

"Lord Wang, you're drunk, I'll help you in and rest."

Feng Qinyu ignored his words and helped him to walk towards the inner room, this time, Dongfang Yunlie did not refuse, but followed her into the house with a sneer.

Quickly walked to the basin stand and wrung a handful of hot water for him, "Lord Wang, wipe your face first." ”

As soon as the towel arrived beside him, along with her hand, Dongfang Yunlie dragged it into his arms.

The smell of alcohol was so strong that Feng Qinyu frowned, she was imprisoned in his arms by Dongfang Yunlie and couldn't move, and in the end, she stopped struggling.

Feeling her neck, Dongfang Yun's fiery breath was circulating around her, and the tingling sensation made her tremble.

"Lord ......"

She couldn't move, her whole body stiffened, and her voice was a little hoarse from nervousness.

"What are you nervous about, it's not the first time with this king."

Dongfang Yunlie interrupted her with a sneer, the bloodthirsty cold under his eyes became thicker and thicker, "Xiao Jiu'er, today is your birthday, this king has not forgotten, this king promised you, every year on your birthday, this king will accompany you, in the past five years, this king missed, this year, this king still keeps his promise and comes to accompany you......"

He closed his eyes, leaned lazily on Feng Qinyu's body, and said the words as if he was deeply drunk, but he seemed to be very sober, and at the same time, it also made Feng Qinyu's heart ache constantly.

It turned out that he still remembered......

"But ......"

A low sneer continued to pass through Feng Qinyu's ears, and he turned her body domineeringly, "However, this king has not forgotten that this is still a special day......

He picked up her chin, and a light kiss fell from her lips, obviously it was just a kiss, but it made Feng Qinyu tremble, this kiss carried too much bloodthirsty horror.

Especially his words, Feng Qinyu's whole heart was raised to his throat.

"Xiao Jiu'er, today is the day when my parents leave me, originally, this king should have let your parents leave you too......"

"Lord ......"