Return from hell, the yandere villain is not easy to mess with

Silently putting the letter in her sleeve, Shen Xixi took out another bamboo tube and tied it to the pigeon's leg, then threw the pigeon upward into the vast blue sky.

After doing everything well, Shen Xixi straightened her clothes and returned to the room.

"It seems that the scenery of Jinguang Temple cannot catch the eye of Miss Shen. It has not yet been half an hour." In the room, the mountain ghost looked at Shen Xixi who was coming so soon. He raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth and turned his gaze calmly. Moved back from the southwest corner.

"The scenery in the temple is beautiful and pleasant, but I thought that Xi'er still had a heavy responsibility, so I came back after looking at it for a while." She walked straight to the book desk and picked up Wolf Howl and dipped it in ink. Shen Xixi lowered her head and continued to chant and copy.

"Miss Shen is really... filial!" Looking at the little liar who lied without drafting, Shan Gui did not smile and continued to lower his head to read.

Soon, the time came to the afternoon. After finishing the last stroke, Shen Xixi straightened up and said goodbye to the mountain ghost and returned to the room.

In the following days, Shen Xixi came here early in the morning to copy Buddhist scriptures and left in the afternoon. She listened to the mountain ghost's sermons every day, and expressed her own opinions and discussed with them from time to time.

Time flies like water. On the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, as usual, Shen Xixi finished copying today's Buddhist scriptures. When she got up, she stopped the mountain ghost who was about to leave, "Sir, please stay."

"What?" Hearing the call, the mountain ghost stopped.

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Xi'er wants to take a leave of absence from her husband and go back to the Marquis Mansion." He bowed to the mountain ghost and spoke slowly.

After hearing Shen Xixi's words, Shan Gui's fingers holding the door panel unconsciously tightened, and his deep pupils were slightly startled.

"...Okay." After leaving a sentence, the mountain ghost disappeared into the room.

With Shan Gui's permission, Shen Xixi felt relieved. Although the two of them didn't have much contact, she could always feel a familiar aura from Shan Gui, which made her a little overwhelmed.

After leaving the prayer hall, Shen Xixi went to the front hall and found Master Juechen.

"Don't worry, donor, the poor monk will pay attention." Juechen, who had just finished his sermon, saw Shen Xixi approaching, and doubts flashed in his heart, but after hearing the other party's request, he readily agreed.

"Thank you, Master." Seeing Juechen nodding, Shen Xixi was grateful for the luggage, then turned around and returned to the bedroom without disturbing her.

In the bedroom, Yinshuang was sitting at the table, holding a needle and thread in her hand, lowering her head to sew a pair of blue shoes.

"I'm back." Shen Xixi shouted softly when she opened the door and saw Yin Shuang who was attentive.

"Sister Xixi is back? Are you tired?" Looking up and seeing Shen Xixi smiling lightly, Yinshuang stood up, poured a cup of tea for her, took Shen Xixi's hand and rubbed it gently.

"It's okay, it's okay. What are you doing?" She waved her hand to stop Yinshuang's massaging movements. Shen Xixi smiled and said that she was okay. She looked down and saw the half-finished shoes and reached out to take them in her hands.

"I have nothing to do. I want to give you a pair of shoes. Seeing that the weather is getting colder day by day, the shoes we brought are too thin." Yin Shuang sighed softly and spoke in a low voice. It has been more than ten days since he was sent to Jinguang Temple. Hou There is not even a letter from the government.

They brought very few things, and after a while winter came and they didn’t even have clothes to keep out the cold, which made them angry just thinking about it.

"Nothing, Yin Shuang, sister needs your help with something..." Knowing what Yin Zai was worried about, Shen Xixi put down her shoes and leaned close to her ear, her voice gradually lowered.

"What? Yourself? Then I..." Upon hearing Shen Xixi's suggestion, Yinshuang's eyes widened, with disapproval on her face.

"Good boy, you have more important things to do, you just need to work harder Yinshuang."

"But I'm worried about you..."

Thinking of Sister Xixi facing those people alone, Yinshuang became extremely worried, fearing that something might happen to her.

"Trust me, I'll be fine." Shen Xixi held Yinshuang's shoulders firmly, looking at her intently.

"Then there's no need for tonight..."

"Shh, trust me, okay Yinshuang?" Shen Xixi's eyes were firm as she put her slender fingers on Yinshuang's lips.

"……All right."

Seeing that Sister Xixi had already decided, Yinshuang said no more and silently walked aside to pack the package.

The sun gradually set in the west and the sky became dark. At the southwest corner door of Jinguang Temple, Shen Xixi opened the door with a package on her back.

"Alone?" As soon as he opened the door, a flash of fire jumped into his eyes, frightening Shen Xixi.

"Why...are you here?" Seeing the familiar Shura mask, Shen Xixi felt relieved.

"Didn't you take a leave of absence? Why were you so secretive?" Xin's long body leaned against the door, looking up at the charming little face under the firelight, Shangui's voice was low and hoarse.

Shen Xixi: "Don't worry about this, sir."

"Well, what does Miss Shen mean, do you want to return to the capital at night?" After looking Shen Xixi up and down, Shangui raised his hand and put the fire fold aside, and the surroundings became dark again.

"What? Sir, are you going to stop me?" Her eyes suddenly fell into darkness. Shen Xixi adjusted for a while, and then spoke lightly.

"No, I'm just curious, how can Miss Shen go back?" With a chuckle, Shangui shook his head and looked up at the empty ground in front of him.

"...?" After being reminded, Shen Xixi realized why the carriage she had prepared in advance was not there?

"Miss Shen, we have to rush back before dawn. The carriage seems to be unavailable."

Looking into Shen Xixi's confused eyes, Shangui snapped his fingers, and the next second, a dark horse walked out of the corner.

"I... can't ride a horse." Looking up at the tall horse's head, Shen Xixi looked stern.

"Come up!" The mountain ghost on the side flew onto his horse and stretched out his palm towards Shen Xixi under the horse.

"I……"

"Shen Xixi, don't you want to go back?" Facing the hesitant Shen Xixi, Shangui's cool voice sounded.

"Think." Shen Xixi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, stretched out her white fingers and placed them on the big palm in front of her.

Feeling the warm and soft touch in his palms, Shangui tightened his palms, raised his arms and exerted force, pulling Shen Xixi firmly to sit in front of him.

"Drive" tightened the horse's belly with its long legs, and with a low shout, the horse rushed forward like lightning, as fast as an arrow.

The sharp and rapid cold wind hit her face. Shen Xixi shivered from the cold, and her teeth chattered involuntarily. The temperature in the forest at night was unusually low, and physiological tears welled up in the corners of her eyes due to stimulation.

Sensing the trembling body in his arms, Shangui tightened his grip on the reins, raised his hand to press the person to his chest, and surrounded the person with his cloak.

As soon as her vision went dark, she wrapped an arm around her slender waist and hugged herself to her chest. Listening to the other person's vigorous and powerful heartbeat, Shen Xixi's entire breath was suffocated, and her pretty face couldn't help but be stained with crimson.

There was a faint fragrance in her nose, and Shen Xixi was very familiar with it. She always felt that she had smelled the same fragrance before.

Unknowingly, the tense nerves slowly relaxed, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally I fell into a deep sleep.