The willow leaves are slowly

The horse was galloping at lightning speed, its back shaking. Liu Qingyin hugged the man's waist and held him tightly, afraid of falling off the horse. The wind whistled past her ears, her long hair fluttered, and her pearl hairpin was slightly loose. Her internal organs were displaced by the shaking.

After running for about an incense stick of time, the man slowed down in front of a dilapidated temple, pulled the reins, and the horse stopped. He pulled Liu Qingyin off the horse, staggered through the door, walked into the temple, leaned against the pillar, turned on the fire, fumbled for a half candle, lit the candle and placed it on the candlestick. He slowly leaned against the pillar and sat on the ground.

"Are you okay?" Liu Qingyin hurried in and asked anxiously.

The man closed his eyes and shook his head palely.

It was the smell of blood, a strong smell of blood mixed with a hint of citrus scent.

"Granite?" Qingyin slowly walked towards the man. He had his eyes closed and half of his face was stained with blood. Liu Qingyin gently pulled off his mask. Sure enough, it was the "male protagonist" who asked her to write an IOU!

He leaned his head against the pillar, opened his eyes, smiled slowly and said, "This dress really suits you." His voice was still warm and calm, as if nothing had happened, as if he was not hurt at all, as if they were just chatting casually at the moment.

The candlelight was dim, and his handsome face was stained with mottled blood. Two or three bloodstains perfectly interpreted the "battle damage". Leaning against the pillar, he had a strange beauty, and that sense of brokenness could not be acted out.

"You're almost bleeding out, and you still have the mood to talk to me about clothes?" Liu Qingyin said as she carefully examined his wound.

"May I ask your name, young lady?" he asked with a smile.

"What? Are you afraid that it will be troublesome to write another IOU without knowing my name and drawing a small portrait?" Liu Qingyin joked.

"Hahaha, how can a girl's life be measured with that little bit of silver." He was lacking in strength, but still cheerful.

"Humph, this guy is telling me that his saving my life is much more valuable than that silver." Liu Qingyin thought.

"I'll go find some water and help you clean and bandage your wound." Liu Qingyin stood up.

"The girl hasn't told me her name yet." He asked softly.

"Liu Qingyin! Liu means willow leaf, Qing means cold and clear, and Yin means sound. Do you remember it, creditor dad?"

"I am Ye Hansheng, the leaf of willow leaf, the cold of cold, the sound of sound. It seems that I have a great fate with the girl."

"Well, it's fate that brings us together. Thank you with a grateful heart and thanks to destiny!" Liu Qingyin stretched out her voice.

"There are water bags, dry food, and medicine for wounds on my horse's back, as well as a set of clean clothes. Thank you, young lady." Ye Hansheng said with a pale smile.

"Great! You've prepared quite everything." After saying that, Liu Qingyin went to get the things.

Her voice was like the tinkling of spring water, refreshing. Her aqua blue dress swayed and her messy and fluffy hair made her back look even more pretty and lovely.

"It looks like Xue'er." Ye Hansheng murmured.

Liu Qingyin brought the necessary things and wanted to help Ye Hansheng clean the wound, "Miss Liu, let me do it myself. It's too dirty, and... you will be scared." Ye Hansheng said softly.

"You don't have eyes on the back of your head, so you can deal with your back as you wish. I'm not afraid, nor am I afraid of getting dirty. Don't worry, although you are my creditor, I will never kill you to silence you." Liu Qingyin said as she continued to help him check.

Ye Hansheng chuckled: "I should be older than Miss Liu, and she looks like she has just reached the age of 15."

"How did you know?" Liu Qingyin took a sip of water.

"The girl hugged me twice today, and with her figure..."

"Puff..." Liu Qingyin spit out a mouthful of water. "This guy actually implied something to me! I am pure and innocent, I don't need a voluptuous figure!" She was angry in her heart. Those entertainment tabloids always said that she had a flat chest. She was 23 years old, but had the body of a 13-year-old...

Yin Yin fans: My Yin Yin is beautiful and kind-hearted.

Entertainment tabloid: She is an airport;

Yin Yin fans: My Yin Yin has superb acting skills,

Entertainment tabloid: She is an airport;

Yin Yin won the Wanhua Award.

Entertainment tabloid: She is flat-chested.

…………, if all the airports of entertainment tabloids were connected together, they would probably be bigger than Shanghai Hongqiao Airport!

With a "swish", she pushed the mouth of the water bag into Ye Hansheng's mouth, like coaxing a child: "In front of my soul, you are a younger brother, Shengsheng, you should drink some water first, otherwise you will have no water to drink after washing the wound."

"The girl is so smart, it's rare!"

"Drink your water quickly!" Liu Qingyin's hair stood on end, her eyes wide open.

Although Ye Hansheng lacked strength, his laughter was hearty and he was visibly happy.

Liu Qingyin peeled off Ye Hansheng's blood-soaked clothes bit by bit, revealing his naked body bit by bit. "What an amazing figure! Like a sculpture, so perfect. He looks thin when dressed and has muscles when undressed. I can't describe it any more. If I describe it again, it won't pass the review." Liu Qingyin swallowed.

The bloody wound gradually appeared, and various scars also appeared. He had suffered so many injuries. Liu Qingyin was a little moved. She couldn't help but touch the scars and whispered, "Does it hurt?"

Ye Hansheng was slightly startled, then said: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it just itches a little on rainy days." A warm current surged in his heart. It has been a long time since anyone cared whether he was in pain or not...

Liu Qingyin gently helped him wipe the wound, apply medicine, and bandage it, being very careful, for fear of hurting him. At this time, Ye Hansheng grabbed her hand, and Liu Qingyin was startled, only to see him gently pull her aqua blue sleeves down to her elbows, and the scratches on her bare forearms were particularly glaring.

Ye Hansheng gently helped her wipe it, picked up the medicine bottle and slowly applied the medicine. There was a hint of tenderness on his frowning brows. The stars were shining, the moonlight and the candlelight complemented each other. It was so quiet that one could hear the breathing of the two of them. It was peaceful and comfortable. They were like two injured kittens, licking each other's wounds...

"Thank you, Shengsheng!" Liu Qingyin smiled, her voice clear and pleasant.

"I would also like to thank Miss Liu for her care." Ye Hansheng said with a smile.

"Then how about reducing the amount of silver by ten taels on the IOU?" Liu Qingyin's eyes instantly became starry.

"No, you can only reduce it by 2 taels at most!" Ye Hansheng's face changed immediately.

"You are too stingy. Is your life only worth 2 taels? Then give me this dry food!"

"Two taels of dry food!" Ye Hansheng raised his eyes and stretched out his hand to her.

"It's too expensive. You must have bought two taels, right?!" Liu Qingyin got angry again. She stared with big eyes and hit the hand he stretched out.

"Hahaha, eat it for you, eat it for you, come on, take it!" Ye Hansheng threw the dry food over. For a moment, he thought of Xue'er again. Ever since the first time he saw her angry look, Xue'er's shadow has been lingering in his mind.

"That's better!" Liu Qingyin took it and ate the dry food in big mouthfuls. Her cheeks were bulging as she ate while mumbling, "By the way, in order to drive away the men in black, I threw away all my change. Remember to deduct it from the IOU. I won't cheat you. I'll deduct 1 tael. Including taking care of you, I'll deduct 4 taels in total. Remember to write me a receipt for the deduction."

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Liu Qingyin stood up, brushed off the dirt on her body and said, "It's late at night, I have to go home. I can't stay out here. It's not convenient for a woman like me to take you home, so..."

"Girl, please ride your horse back. It's safer and faster this way." Ye Hansheng said with a smile.

"Then what are you going to do?" Liu Qingyin asked.

"I'll rest here for one night, Ma will come back to find me on his own, cough cough." Ye Hansheng looked pale and coughed twice.

Liu Qingyin thought for a moment and clasped her fists: "Okay, Shengsheng, I will ask Ma to bring back some water and food. You take good care of yourself and have a good rest. We will say goodbye now and see you later!"

After saying this, she turned around and walked out of the temple, closed the door, mounted her horse, and rode away. Her entire set of movements were smooth and flowing, without any hesitation, as if she had planned to do this a long time ago.

Ye Hansheng looked at the dust rising in the room and stopped smiling.

At this moment, two people came down from the beam with a "swish", both of them holding long knives, frowning slightly, and then knelt on one knee with fists clasped.

"Sir, I am late, and I deserve death! Please punish me."

"After returning to Beijing, each of you will receive 100 lashes!" Ye Hansheng's face was pale, murderous aura was overflowing, and his voice was cold. In an instant, the warmth of spring breeze just now disappeared, and was replaced by the coldness of winter!

"Yes! We obey your command!" the two said in unison.

"Is it done?" Ye Hansheng closed his eyes, his voice carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.

"I have found the exact location and am just waiting for your order, sir." said one of the young men in blue.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves approached the door, and someone was approaching. "Yu~~", a crisp female voice came...

Ye Hansheng waved his hand, and the two of them disappeared into the darkness...