But as soon as these words came out, Feng Yin realized that something was wrong, Luo Anhua said that he invited her to meet Ye Yin, but he didn't say whether Ye Yin invited her or invited him himself.

Feng Yin didn't care at the time, and subconsciously thought that it was Ye Yin's invitation, but now looking at Ye Yin's expression, Feng Yin knew that he was wrong, and it must have been Luo Anhua who brought her on his own initiative.

As if he had done something wrong and was caught, Feng Yin lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to look at Ye Yin's eyes again.

Who knows, Ye Yin sneered, took out the wine gourd from under the bookcase, and took a sip before saying: "He said that you would believe it, and you dared to go out of the house with him in the middle of the night, and ran to such a desolate place, do you really think that we are all good people in the demon world?"

Feng Yin heard the mockery from his words, and his heart was a little blocked, but he thought that he was indeed easily deceived without thinking carefully, so he couldn't refute anything, so he had to suppress his breath and lower his head deeper.

After a while, she relieved herself and said, "I thought it was ...... It's you who want to see me. ”

Ye Yin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned his head to look at her, and the coldness in his eyes was a little, "If I want to see you, I will go over in person, why bother so much." As he spoke, he took another sip of wine and added, "What's more, you made it clear yesterday that you should have said, so why should I bother you with no interest." ”

Feng Yin stood, feeling more and more embarrassed, and his face burned a lot red, he glanced at him, lowered his head again, twisted the corners of his clothes and whispered, "That...... Since it's not you who wants to see me...... Then I'...... I'll go back. ”

As soon as she turned around, Ye Yin's voice came again, "Go back, how can you go back?" You don't think that Luo Anhua will still be waiting for you outside the door, right?"

Feng Yin closed his eyes, and for a moment he just wanted to find a crack in the ground and get into it quickly, never to come out again. Heart, I really shouldn't be soft-hearted for a while, come to this trip!

Turning his head to look at the dark sky outside the house, the wind sighed and felt sad. It seems that if you want to go back, you can only rely on the demon lord in front of you, who has never had a good face for herself.

But it's too difficult!

Ye Yin looked at the stiff back of Feng Yin standing in place, took another sip of wine, snorted and didn't say anything more.

Feng Yin was stunned for a moment when he heard that cold snort. Inexplicably, I feel that tonight's night is not very similar to last night's night hidden, but it is a little similar to the night hidden that I saw for the first time under the ginkgo tree, as if I was in a bad mood, how to say it...... It's like sulking.

Feng Yin couldn't help but think, could it be because he was angry, so he was so angry and had no good face? If so, who was he angry about? Feng Yin couldn't guess, he wanted to ask, but when he thought of his temper under the ginkgo tree that night, he didn't dare to speak easily.

But right now, Feng Yin is the only one in front of him who can take him back to the house, so even if he is not happy, he must think of asking him to help him. But how can you get him to agree to help him, the first step is probably to let him dissipate his anger first. If he is not angry, he should be easier to talk.

Since it is not possible to ask directly, then you can only use roundabout tactics. Wen Shuo has taught that roundabout tactics are commonly used by soldiers, paying attention to not confronting the enemy head-on, the enemy advancing and retreating, the enemy retreating and advancing, carefully looking for the enemy's problems in pushing and pulling, and finally grasping the key point and annihilating it in one fell swoop.

Feng Yin sorted out his thoughts back and forth, thought about the miscellaneous things that Wen Shuo had taught, took a deep breath, and turned around after being mentally prepared.

She took another step closer to Ye Yin, looked around the room left and right, and then looked at him and said, "This room is so elegantly decorated, it must have taken a lot of thought, and if you think about it, it should be a beautiful woman with a good heart, right?"

Wen Shuo has taught that patting sycophants is a good kung fu, and it has great effects when it is critical. Since Luo Anhua said that this is where Yeyin lived when he was a child, most of the people who arranged it here may be his mother, but even if it is not his mother, most of them are close people, and it is always not wrong to boast about it.

The age of Ye Yin is more than a few hundred years longer than the wind chanting. The people he has seen, the minds he has seen, how many or how complicated they are, so Feng Yin's little trick of making a direct move without any foreshadowing is not worth mentioning at all in front of him.

He snorted, threw the wine gourd on the bookcase, and said coldly: "Luo Anhua even dared to tell outsiders about my mother, he really deserves to be the ghost king!"

It's over, it's been recognized!

Feng Yin's heart trembled, and he immediately took a step back, waving his hand and trembling to explain, "No...... He didn't mention your mother, he just said, this is where you lived when you were a child!"

Seeing that Ye Yin's face did not deteriorate again, Feng Yin breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I guessed it myself, it may be your mother who arranged here." ”

Ye Yin gave her a cold look, turned his face and didn't look at her again.

"I'm right, it's really beautiful!"

Feng Yin muttered something to himself, then sighed and lowered his head. In his heart, talking on paper really didn't work, and his roundabout tactics were defeated at the beginning.

Just as Wind Yin was racking his brains about what to do next, Yayin spoke again, and his voice sounded hazy, as if he had traveled from a long past.

"Yes, it's really nicely furnished. My mother is indeed a beautiful woman with a good heart. He looked at Feng Yin as he spoke, and said, "When I was a child, I liked it very much. ”

Feng Yin's face was full of surprise, he didn't expect him to say such a thing, and he didn't expect him to show such a ...... A sad and fragile look.

This kind of look has never been seen before, on Wen Shuo's face, when he remembers his deceased father and grandmother.

Damn, I guess I've already gone.

Feng Yin looked at him and sighed slightly sympathetically.

Ye Yin stood up and looked up at this room, as if looking at someone, a certain time.

"She's so good, she can do anything, what's so hard about setting up this room. ”

Feng Yin watched him stagger a step, as if drunk, but he didn't notice it.

"If she is willing to stay in the demon world, she wants nothing, but she runs out of ambition and asks for marriage. ”

Feng Yin thought, probably, this marriage did not end well.

"Throwing away the entire Demon Realm in exchange for this courtyard, it's obviously not worth it, but she keeps saying it's worth it. ”

Feng Yin looked around the room, imagining what the woman had been like, and admired her resolute courage.

At this time, Ye Yin suddenly turned his face, stared at a certain place, and his face became gloomy, "She thought that by hanging the concentric knot on the ginkgo tree, the marriage she asked for would be as long as that ginkgo tree, but in the end, she got the marriage, but she also broke herself in that marriage." ”

"Ginkgo tree?" Feng Yin opened his mouth wide in startle, "is that big ginkgo tree outside the town?"

"And your mother...... She...... She's the Snow Maiden?"

Yayin raised his head, closed his eyes and smiled.

"She herself was ruined in her marriage, but you beg to have a good marriage like her. ”

Feng Yin suddenly realized in an instant, and in an instant understood his anger that night, understood his grievances at this moment, and understood his grievances against the countless women in this Sand House Town who prayed for marriage to the ginkgo tree.

Feng Yin looked at the room that had consumed the hostess's thoughts, and then looked at the night hide in front of her, and felt that the Snow Maiden had at least been happy in this marriage, even if that time might not have lasted long. But as for what happened later, Feng Yin didn't know, and he didn't want to know, that kind of ending was probably the biggest tragedy of a woman.

She didn't know how to comfort Ye Yin, and felt that it was not good to say anything at the moment, so she just stood silently and didn't make any sound.

After a while, Ye Yin seemed to relieve his emotions, and he staggered back to the bookcase and sat down silently.

Picking up the pot of flower carving, he took another sip and said, "If she hadn't come to the human world and hadn't met him, I don't know how good she would have been in the demon world." ”

Feng Yin felt that what he said was wrong, took a step forward, and said in a very low voice, "In that case, won't there be no you?" ”

Ye Yin looked at her, first his eyes were confused and unfocused, and then he laughed self-deprecatingly, and said, "Wouldn't that be better, your uncle has one less mortal enemy, and he can save a lot of thought." ”

Feng Yin frowned, feeling that he was drunk, and his tone and expression were obviously different from when he was sober.

His expression at this time was not as vicious as before, Feng Yin let go of his hanging heart, and said, "I think, if she did it again, she would still choose this way." ”

Everyone else felt that this topic was taboo, so no one had ever dared to talk about it in front of Ye Yin. So Ye Yin has never heard other people's opinions, so at this time, Feng Yin said this, and Ye Yin frowned, but he just didn't understand, but he didn't want to be angry.

Feng Yin looked at Ye Yin and asked, "Did she say she regretted it?"

Ye Yin searched her memory for a round, and all she thought of was her smile and said she didn't regret it. So he frowned deeper and shook his head.

"That's it. Feng Yin breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly, "She doesn't regret it herself, so why do you keep being unwilling for her?"

Seeing that Ye Yin didn't speak, Feng Yin said again: "I think, if she stays in the demon world and doesn't come out, although she can keep her peace, she will not be happy in her heart." According to her personality, that kind of unhappiness must make her more uncomfortable than the current situation, so even if she is asked to choose again, she will still choose to come to the human world and choose to meet that person. ”

Ye Yin looked at Feng Yin, as if he was thinking about something, and his eyes were a little confused and a little trance.

Feng Yin looked at him and said, "At least, she has the right to choose." She chose what she wanted the most, and she got what she wanted the most, which was more important than anything else. ”

Ye Yin suddenly felt that he was afraid that he was drunk, otherwise why would he think that it made sense to say this.

Feng Yin sighed and said, "So, the regretful and unwilling ones are actually only yourself." ”