Heroine: I’m really not a green tea man

After Sikong Huayu brought Luo Yan's instructions to He Yi, she stood up and prepared to leave.

Just as she was about to step out of the threshold, she stopped. She turned to look at He Yi: "It seems that my original decision was right."

He Yi did not refute her words. He raised his head slightly, with a sharp look in his brows, and asked lightly: "What about now?"

I don't know when a long sword appeared in He Yi's hand, and the long sword was pressed against Sikong Huayu's neck.

The sharp blade touched Sikong Huayu's skin, sending out waves of coolness. He Yi could kill Sikong Huayu with just a slight exertion.

Sikong Huayu didn't feel nervous or scared at all. She said quietly: "I don't regret it."

He Yi stared at Sikong Huayu's face, trying to find even the slightest bit of falsehood on her face.

Sikong Huayu looked at him for a long time.

"As expected of Protector Sikong."

He Yi suddenly laughed. He Yi's smile was extremely bright, his chest rose and fell, and he let out a seductive laugh. His black hair even fell down because of He Yi's movements, covering the coldness in his eyes.

He Yi withdrew his sword. His expression was indifferent and he only said one sentence: "Jun Lian won't send Protector Sikong to you anymore. It's just that Protector Sikong needs to see the way back clearly at his age."

Yes, He Yi was mocking Sikong Huayu for saying she was old.

Naturally, Sikong Huayu would not accept He Yi's verbal provocation. She walked over the threshold and left He Yi's house expressionlessly.

He Yi turned around and walked back to the table. He sat down, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. The corners of his lips raised a vague arc.

Sikong Huayu actually brought Luo Yan's oral instructions. It seemed that Luo Yan was going to take some action.

Luo Yan, a woman, was originally a cold and sophisticated person. Originally, He Yi had planned to use a simple white lotus to achieve his goal, but it seemed that Luo Yan had no idea at all.

Sure enough, as the seniors said, you can't be a licker.

In the past few months, He Yi used Chen Ze's incident to slowly and subtly change his personality.

Don’t you care that you are the only one in your eyes?

He Yi's slender fingers gently touched his lips, and there was a faint smile on his handsome face. People couldn't take their eyes away after seeing it, and there was only a feeling of deep amazement.

"Then, let's wait and see." A low laugh escaped from He Yi's lips.

……

Two days later.

Ten bamboo groves.

Hidden deep in the mountains, the forest vegetation cannot see the sky, and even the sunlight cannot penetrate, leaving only some faint starlight shining in the jungle.

"call--"

As the breeze blew by, a figure flew deep into the jungle and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

It was as if it had never appeared, leaving only a few traces on the branches, telling others that a figure had indeed passed by here just now.

At this moment, Luo Yan was standing in front of the stone platform at the highest peak of Shizhu Forest, overlooking the entire mountains.

There were people guarding the outside of Shizhu Forest, but no one came close to this stone platform.

This huge stone platform was a specially selected place when the palace was built. It is surrounded by mountains on all sides, but this side is a steep cliff. No one dares to climb down from this side unless they have climbing tools.

Luo Yan stood with his hands behind his back, looking quietly at the mountains in the distance, his purple eyes flashing, deep and difficult to understand.

Luo Yan didn't turn around when she heard the noise coming from behind, she just said casually: "I'm back."

This is an affirmative sentence.

There was a slow and leisurely pace behind him, and then He Yi, dressed in red, appeared out of thin air behind Luo Yan. The red dress was like fire and extremely gorgeous.

Luo Yan turned her head when she heard the sound, and met those familiar eyes. What caught her eye was the scorching red color, which looked so enchanting and beautiful on He Yi's body.

"Sister, how are you doing? Do you miss Jun Lian?" he said frivolously.

Luo Yan's eyes flashed with surprise, she pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "Yes."

"Jun Lian misses my eldest sister too." He leaned into Luo Yan's ear and breathed softly, and his warm breath spread on Luo Yan's face.

Luo Yan tilted her head slightly to avoid this ambiguous distance and changed the subject: "Why are you thinking about wearing red clothes?"

He Yi didn't care, and stretched out his hand to pull the few strands of hair that fell from his shoulders to his ears, with a charming smile on his lips: "Does this look good? I want to try wearing red clothes."

He paused and then added: "Of course, Jun Lian would rather wear a wedding dress."

These words were so gentle and doting that Luo Yan's unwavering eyes were filled with shallow waves. It was obviously the same person, but the He Yi in front of him was so touching.

His words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples that could not restore tranquility for a long time.

He Yi raised his head and stared at Luo Yan. For a moment, his eyes were so serious that Luo Yan couldn't help but turn her head to avoid his hot gaze.

He Yi's eyes were extremely serious, like a promise, solemn and solemn. : "Big sister, Jun Lian is ready. Jun Lian wants to be the knife in big sister's hand."

Luo Yan silently placed her fingers on the stone platform, her eyelids half-closed, and after a long time, she lightly opened her red lips: "Jun Lian, I hope you will always remember what you said today."

He Yi looked at her eyes and answered seriously and persistently: "I will remember it forever."

……

Night falls.

The moonlight outside the window is bright and clear, and the candlelight inside the window is flickering.

This is the room that belongs to He Yi, and he is the only one in the room.

Place an iron butterfly mask on the bed.

He walked over and picked up the butterfly mask, rubbing it with his hand, feeling a cold touch.

He looked at it carefully for a long time, so long that He Yi even forgot how long he had been looking at it.

Finally, he put the butterfly mask on his face, and after putting it on, he came to the bronze mirror.

A strange yet familiar face was reflected in the bronze mirror.

This is who he is.

Those eyes were still clear, but they were enchanting and cold. It was obvious that two different temperaments appeared in the same person.

He Yi raised his lips and smiled, stood up from the bronze mirror, reached out and touched himself in the bronze mirror.

"Your pampering improves your coquettishness, and your pity is all right and wrong." (from "Ode to Xi Shi" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty)

(Please don’t care about the meaning of this verse, the author is just talking nonsense)