Yu Fu, Yun Song Yuan, in the wing.

"Su Yuxing, nothing really happened to him, right?"

Yu Wanyin half sat on the bed, looking out the window with anxiety on her face, drizzling and faintly getting heavier.

"Yuxing Gongzi Jiren has his own natural appearance, and nothing should happen. ”

The yellow-clothed maid Xiaowan was still standing beside the bed, bowing her eyebrows and bending down to comfort, but the yellow-clothed maid's face was inexplicably pale and haggard, and her breath was also slightly depressed.

Yu Wanyin, who was worried about Su Yuxing, didn't seem to notice that something was wrong with the yellow-clothed maid.

At this time, the girl in yellow was thinking about a question.

According to Yu Wanyin, Su Yuxing has only been practicing swords and martial arts for five years, why does he have a follower? Could it be that he was born and woke up by some kind of coincidence? Or is it really the kind of peerless genius that is unique in ten thousand?

The yellow-clothed maid bowed her head and was silent, a trace of viciousness appeared on her haggard pale face, although her appearance did not change after her spirit fire fox suffered that ray of sword light, her internal injuries were extremely serious, and the injuries were extremely strange and could not be healed.

"Miss, why don't you continue practicing?"

The yellow-clothed maid had a judgment on the current situation in her heart, restrained the expression on her face, raised her head with a smile in her eyes, and asked softly.

Yu Wanyin glanced at the guqin placed on the rosewood table, and the broken strings of the guqin had been connected at some point. And next to this guqin, a sheet of music lies quietly on this delicately carved rosewood table.

"Xiao Wan. ”

Yu Wanyin said softly.

"Huh?"

The girl in yellow felt a pang in her heart and responded suspiciously.

"How long have you and I known each other?"

Yu Wanyin's slender fingers fiddled with the gauze curtains hanging on the bed, her eyes lowered, and she asked softly.

"About three years. ”

The yellow-clothed maid thought slightly, and responded for a moment.

"Three years, five months and six days. ”

Yu Wanyin's graceful and round slender jade legs were placed horizontally on the bed, her soft jade arms like snow lotus were slightly straightened, her eyelids were raised, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she could see through people's hearts, and looked directly at the yellow-clothed maid who was standing beside her, Xiao Wan.

"I didn't expect the young lady to remember it so clearly, and the slave couldn't remember it so clearly. ”

The yellow-clothed maid suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, but her eyes did not dodge, she looked up and looked at Yu Wanyin's eyes, and the expression on her face was even more frank.

"Ever since you saved me from those bandits, I've always remembered the days. You said you had nowhere to go, so I took you back to Changqi City. You said you couldn't remember your previous name, so you asked for the word Wan. The housekeeper said that the maid's name was the same as the master's name, and I told them that it was okay, after all, you saved my life. You said that you can't see the bright light with your eyes, so I asked them to build the eaves of the road outside Yunsong Garden, and there are no candles, and even the corridor outside the garden only hangs a few lanterns......"

Yu Wanyin said softly word by word, and the yellow-clothed maid's heart gradually sank slowly, she understood that Yu Wanyin usually didn't talk so much, and she didn't like to recall the past.

"I'll do my best to help you finish whatever you want, even if you ask me to practice this sheet music, this sheet music that came from nowhere, I don't have any ideas in my heart, because I believe you won't harm me. ”

Yu Wanyin paused when she said this.

"But you know, what I hate most in my life is that someone lied to me. ”

Yu Wanyin's gaze gradually became cold.

"I'm not going to lie to Miss. ”

The yellow-clothed maid shook her head and said to Yu Wanyin's cold gaze.

"You're still lying to me, do you really think that I, Yu Wanyin, am a person who can fool me in just a few words?, or are you going to use your weird martial arts to make me continue to lose my mind and forget what happened today?!"

Yu Wanyin's delicate face appeared angry, there was a trace of sadness in her cold eyes, and her weak voice suddenly sharpened.

After hearing this, the tense body of the yellow-clothed maid then relaxed, and looked at Yu Wanyin with a flat gaze, "It turns out that you know everything." ”

"So why are you doing this? ”

Yu Wanyin tried to calm her emotions, her eyes looked at Xiao Wan tightly, and looked at the yellow-clothed maid she had always regarded as her own.

"There's no reason for it, but I'm here to reintroduce myself. The little woman's name is Yue Qingwan, and she has no ability, which is what you call a martial artist. ”

Yue Qingwan's delicate face calmly looked at Yu Wanyin on the bed, a woman she had served for more than three years.

"Although this piano score is not called a heavenly level and a Xuan level, it is also a piano score that is beyond the grade and ranks in the spirit level, and I am just using you to raise the spirit. ”

Yue Qingwan's fingers shook the guqin on the rosewood table in the air, the surface of the guqin was black and red, the plum blossom and the snake belly were intertwined, and the back was broken. There are carved patterns in the dragon pond and the wind swamp, which looks extremely complicated and profound, and the word 'Lingling' faintly appears above the dragon pond.

"Now that you've found out, I don't have to keep pretending. You don't really think that there is a good thing in this world for no reason, do you? I saved your life, and gave you a sheet of music, and gave you a guqin, and served you every day and night? You should have kicked me out of the mansion a long time ago. ”

The phantom of the fox behind Yue Qingwan gradually appeared, his face was calm, and his fingers moved slightly. In the wing room, a dressing table carved from good sandalwood wood and delicately carved with different patterns is placed on a diamond bronze mirror covered with brocade sleeves, and a strange picture is reflected in the bronze mirror.

Yu Wanyin on the bed was suspended in mid-air by countless red silk threads. And looking at the starting point of the red silk threads, the person who controls these red silk threads is Yue Qingwan.

"You can tell me that, but you don't have to lie to me. ”

Yu Wanyin, who was suspended in mid-air, did not change his gaze, let alone the slightest fear, but said in a slightly low voice.

"I didn't lie to you. ”

Yue Qingwan slowly walked to the side of the guqin, put away the piano book, and looked up at Yu Wanyin hanging in mid-air.

Yu Wanyin's eyes were finally a little lost, and the expressions on her face were all disappointed.

Yue Qingwan's fingers lightly picked, a red silk thread interspersed on Wan Yin's hairpin, and gently tied the golden plum blossom treasure hairpin on Wan Yin's head, as Yu Wan Yin's green silk scattered, the golden plum blossom treasure hairpin also returned to Yue Qingwan's palm with the red silk thread.

"That man named Su Yuxing will be fine, as for you, don't trust others too easily in the future, even if someone else saved your life. ”

Yue Qingwan said lightly, the red silk thread wrapped around Yu Wanyin's body suddenly returned to the fire fox phantom fur behind Yue Qingwan, and Yu Wanyin also fell back on the bed in an instant with the fall of the red thin thread. But I didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Yue Qingwan didn't continue to look at Yu Wanyin's eyes, but calmly took the guqin on the table, lit the candlestick on the table, and left the wing.

"Why don't you kill her and use her heart's blood to raise the 'Spirit'?

In the courtyard of Yunsong Garden, the powder wall is surrounded by green willows. There are a few mountain stones lined in the garden, or like ghosts, or like fierce beasts, standing vertically and horizontally, with moss spots on it, and the dark road outside the garden, outside the winding verandah, someone pushes open the garden door and enters, but for some reason this person never sets foot in the bright place.

"It's too late, my identity has been revealed, and they're coming back. This hairpin has her breath on it, enough to hold on until the 'Soul Spirit' finds the next soul cultivator. ”

Yue Qingwan shook her head, and before the man in the shadows could speak, a strange cry came out of her lips.

I saw a rush of stone in the corridor below the steps, and the constantly wriggling gray-brown shell-like creatures flashed in the glow of the lanterns in the winding verandah.

"Gone. ”

Yue Qingwan walked to the door of Yunsong Garden, looked at the figure who went to the wing room along the shadow of the corner of the garden to return in vain, and said coldly.

At this time, the constantly wriggling gray-brown shell-like creature also came to the entrance of the garden, and the gray-brown shell-like creature could be faintly seen in the thin light, with a hollow abdomen, a huge body, and a mouth swallowed Yue Qingwan and the figure, escaped into the ground, and disappeared.