In the sweet dream, Han Linyuan was sleeping with Hua Yingmei, he was sleeping soundly, suddenly heard a low sob, gradually woke up, touched the soft quilt, and returned to reality from the dream.

Liang Zhen'er curled up in the corner, clasped her knees with her hands, buried her head in her arms, sobbing shallowly, whimpering.

Han Linyuan glanced at his messy collar and remembered what had happened last night.

A beautiful night, just memories, I have felt my heart rippling. He regarded Liang Zhen'er as a flower Yingmei, and under the urging of Liang Xiaoyun's strange pills, combined with the pleasure released by the Blood Slave Gu, the feeling of pleasure was like a land immortal.

Buckled his placket, and as soon as he lifted the quilt, he saw a bright red on the bed, and covered it with the quilt.

He was in a daze, as if he remembered that he was fed a pill, thinking that it was the same life-saving medicine as last time, and he didn't know that Liang Zhen'er also took one. While regretting that he had done something bad when he was in the Gu, he also wondered if this was a trap.

Looking at Liang Zhen'er who was squatting in the corner and crying, his suspicious heart softened again, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say for a while, and said in his heart: Liang Zhen'er is really just a simple-minded girl. There is another layer of guilt in my heart.

Han Linyuan sat at the head of the bed and looked at her blankly.

Liang Zhen'er noticed Han Linyuan's sound and looked up as well. Her face was expressionless, her eyes were swollen, the whites of her eyes were bloodshot, and there were two light black tear stains on her cheeks that reached her chin.

She glared at Han Linyuan, as if she was angry, and didn't say a word.

Han Linyuan was chilled by her gaze, and retracted his gaze, avoiding looking at each other: "That ......" came to his lips, and he didn't know how to break the deadlock.

Although he is not very old, he is a frequent visitor to the Chu Pavilion of Qinlou, a merry man who is quick and agile on weekdays, and he never dreamed that there would be such a day after the Spring Festival.

Liang Zhen'er stood up, with a short knife in her hand, which was the same one she used to treat Liang Xiaoyun's injuries before. She originally wanted to kill herself with this dagger, but she couldn't do it, and at this moment, when she saw Han Linyuan, who woke up and was still nothing, she had another idea in her heart.

She stood up in a daze, like a walking corpse, with empty eyes, and slowly walked towards Han Linyuan.

"That...... Miss Jen'...... You...... Are you alright......"

Liang Zhen'er didn't reply, and walked closer and closer.

Han Linyuan glanced at the knife in her hand, and his grip seemed to be tighter: "You...... Don't get excited...... Something......"

Before the words fell, Liang Zhen'er shouted.

"Ah~!"

She stepped forward, raised her arms high, and stabbed them down.

Han Linyuan had already prepared, and dodged sideways, and the knife was inserted into the bed, and even the tip of the knife was broken. The broken blade bounced off and landed on the ground, making a crisp sound of dripping and dripping.

Liang Zhen'er missed a knife, picked up the broken blade, and then followed by the second knife.

Han Linyuan had already gotten up, dodged the knife, and then took a step back, only to see that Liang Zhen'er's third knife had already been slashed.

He raised his hand to resist, and grabbed her slender arm: "Don't be excited, you have something to say!"

Although Liang Zhen'er was angry and difficult to think, it was just out of the instinct of a martial arts student that she let go of her right hand, the knife fell, and her left hand grabbed it in the air, holding the handle of the knife, and swept at Han Linyuan's stomach.

Han Linyuan could only let go, took a step back and staggered away, but there was already a wall behind him.

Liang Zhen'er attacked again, Han Linyuan grabbed his left wrist, twisted it hard, and the knife fell out of his hand.

Liang Zhen'er was subdued, the grievances in her heart were even stronger, her right hand clenched into a fist, and she slammed into Han Linyuan. She is a person who practices martial arts, and under extreme anger, the strength of her fists is far from comparable to that of a weak girl like Qingqing.

Since Han Linyuan couldn't avoid it, he simply didn't dodge, and stretched out his shoulders to let Liang Zhen'er fight.

"Ouch!" even though he was prepared, he was still beaten and painful.

Liang Zhen'er couldn't enjoy one punch, and several punches in a row, hitting Han Linyuan's shoulder and chest firmly, while venting, she felt aggrieved and cried even more.

Not only is her hand strength not small, but even her endurance is also first-class high, punching and punching the bones, it doesn't hurt, and the more she fights, the heavier it gets.......

Han Linyuan wanted her to be angry again, but she couldn't stand it, and if she beat it again, her shoulder would have to be wasted.

He wrapped his left hand around Liang Zhen'er's waist, hugged it hard, let go of his right hand, hugged his back hard, and gently comforted: "It's okay, it's okay!"

After Liang Zhen'er was hugged by Han Linyuan, she became even more angry and tried to break free. Han Linyuan didn't let go.

After a few rounds, Liang Zhen'er finally compromised, standing in place, like a log, her mind was blank, but the crying voice was getting louder and louder, at first just whimpering, then crying, and finally she was so sad and frightened that she even coughed up her lungs.

Han Linyuan didn't move, he didn't speak, he just hugged her simply.

Time passed little by little, and after a while, the crying gradually became smaller, and only involuntary convulsions remained.

Sadness is really a physically exhausting job, Liang Zhen'er finally cried tired, not only in a bad mental state, but also with a splitting headache, already tired.

Han Linyuan held her back with one hand and dragged her popliteal fossa with the other, picked her up, and gently placed her on the other bed.

"You've been crying all day, be careful to break your body's crying! Rest for a while, what's the matter, wait until you wake up...... Let's talk about it!"

Liang Zhen'er originally wanted to ask for an understanding, but after lying on the bed, she finally let down her guard and fell asleep after a while.

Han Linyuan sat on the edge of the bed, once again recalling the scene of last night, with a little less pleasure and a little more guilt. He tried to pour himself a cup of tea, but the pot was empty, and there was not a drop. Looking around the room, there was nothing to eat, and my stomach was uncomfortably hungry.

He glanced back at Liang Zhen'er, who was already asleep, so he tidied up his clothes, tiptoed out the door, and gently covered the door.

I went downstairs to the bottom floor, found the innkeeper, asked for a flatbread, ordered two cold dishes, and asked Liang Zhener for a porridge with sliced meat.

The side dishes and cakes are ready-made, and they are served in the blink of an eye.

"Eh, guest officer, the dishes are ready. Use it slowly!" Xiao Er had just put down the plate, and was stopped by Han Linyuan again:

"Woman with us, do you see where you are going?"

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, "Woman?" After a little thought, he said, "You mean another girl!"

Han Linyuan understood that Liang Xiaoyun was wearing a hat veil when he entered the inn, and he had just washed the red spots on his face last night, and he did look like a girl's house.

"She was there last night, she asked for a separate room, and she got up and left today. ”

When the account room next to the cash cabinet heard this, it also shouted at Han Linyuan: "That girl also left a message for the two of you, saying that she would go out by herself and come back in two or three days, and let the two of you wait in the inn." ”

"Where have you been, you know?

"She didn't say it, but I heard him ask the vegetable seller at the door about a Zhuangzi, what is it called...... 'Made a Zhuang?'"

Han Linyuan repeated the name of the villa and thanked the two: "Oh, I know. ”

He devoured the flatbread, and was really hungry, so he asked for another piece.

Waiting for the little second end to come to make the porridge for Liang Zhen'er, he asked, "I'll serve it to the guest officer?"

He responded first, thought about it, and was afraid that Xiao Er would knock on the door and wake up Liang Zhen'er, so he said, "You can let it go, and I'll serve it myself later." Another cake, and another cold dish. ”

After eating and drinking, he picked up the tray and went back upstairs, and before he could open the door, he heard a whimper from the room.

Pushing open the door, Liang Zhen'er sat on the bed, holding the quilt and crying, watching Han Linyuan enter the door, her eyes suddenly changed from melancholy to excitement, and she stopped crying in an instant.

"What's wrong with you......"

"I thought you were gone, too!"

Han Linyuan smiled lightly: "Fool!"

He placed the tray on the table: "Let's drink some porridge, it's still hot." I went downstairs to ask for something to eat, and by the way, I asked about your grandmother's whereabouts. ”

Liang Zhen'er was originally a little happy when she saw Han Linyuan come back, but as soon as she mentioned Liang Xiaoyun, her emotions instantly fell to the bottom, thinking of her grandmother feeding her pills, she was both scared and a little remorseful, but she didn't dare to say anything, so she had to hide all her feelings in her heart and pretend to be nothing. I was afraid that Han Linyuan would find out the truth of the matter and feel that he was cheap.

It took her a long time to ask, "Where did grandma go......

"The Zhuangzi you inquired about in Chuzhou before, 'Zhuo Zhuang Zhuang'. She went to look for it alone. He also told us not to leave here. ”

"Oh!" Liang Zhen'er only replied, but did not answer.

"Don't you want to go to her? She's not well...... , legs and feet are not convenient ......"

Liang Zhen'er put down the spoon in her hand, her eyes were empty, and even Han Linyuan's eyes didn't dare to look at it: "It's okay." My grandma she ...... Very!