Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

Song Yu felt that something was wrong, tilted his head, and seeing that Mo Gufei didn't seem to want to explain, he immediately shouted: "No, Huaiyu, I was not kidnapped by him, he saved me."

Yin Huaiyu was stunned, and Mo Gufei looked over silently, not knowing whether he was moving him to speak for himself, or he was gratified that he always cared about him in his heart.

"Is there a misunderstanding?"

Song Yu nodded vigorously, then turned around and said to Mo Gufei: "A Fei, let me go, I promise you, I will pay you back." Now Yin Huaiyu is determined to ask him to come back, if Mo Gufei doesn't If he was willing to let himself go back, Yin Huaiyu would not listen to any more explanations.

With a slow nod, the protector received Mo Gufei's signal, loosened Song Yu's neck, sent him to Yin Huaiyu's side with a respectful smile, and explained in fear after looking at Yin Huaiyu coldly.

"The leader loves you very much, and gave you the best in the sect. Please check and make sure that you are intact."

It is indeed a good thing to know that Song Yu is safe and sound, but the "love and protection" that the Dharma protector said seems to have a thorn in Yin Huaiyu's joy, which always feels weird.

"Why did you lose weight? Didn't you take a good rest?" Song Yu looked at Yin Huaiyu's face, and found that his complexion was not good, and there were faint bloodshot eyes in his eyes. He could feel the restlessness and fatigue on his body, so he couldn't help but reached out and touched his cheek. , The real touch of the palm reassured him.

A simple sentence of concern and his gaze, like a warm and fragrant tonic, quickly made Yin Huaiyu's blood boil faster, and he hugged him in his arms, clasping his waist and back tightly with his big palms, As if to confirm his existence.

When I couldn't see him, I wanted to confide in countless brewing words, and wanted to know him better.

But when he actually saw him, Yin Huaiyu couldn't say a word, and didn't want to say anything. He just wanted to look at his face quietly and see him talking to him, and he felt that all problems were solved, and all worries disappeared.

"Hmm... someone..." Song Yu's eyes widened when he suddenly pinched his chin and kissed him, and patted the chest that was tightly pressed against her.

But since Yin Huaiyu did it, there was absolutely no reason to be coy. Instead, he closed his eyes, kissed the person deeper, and hugged the whole person into his arms.

Because his actions were so sudden and bold, Song Yu even forgot to be shy, opened her eyes and felt the touch and temperature of his lips in his arms, her heart was beating violently, thinking about how she would face Mo Gu who was watching later Fei and Liu Hanshan.

The impact of the two people kissing in public was indeed great. Mo Gufei opened his eyes in surprise for a moment, then closed his eyes hard, and clenched his fists.

On the other hand, Liu Hanshan silently lowered his eyes, squeezed his fan tightly, and never said a word—with Brother Huaiyu around, Song Yu's affairs are always out of his turn, and he seems to have had it a long time ago. this cognition.

Yin Huaiyu's kiss was not gentle, but rather irritable and eager. After feeling his mood, Song Yu just stroked his back cooperatively without rejecting his kiss, and finally calmed him down from inside to outside.

"Calm down?" Song Yu coughed lightly and wiped her wet lips. Yin Huaiyu stared obsessively at the peach color on her lips kissed by her, and nodded.

"That day I was knocked out of the city by King Fusui and Song Yuyun. After I escaped, I met two masters from the Wulin League who said they wanted to take me to see you and Hanshan. I got the killer, I just fell off the cliff."

Hearing this, Yin Huaiyu's heart arose, as if he could imagine how helpless and bumpy Song Yu's escape was at that time, and he also made up his mind to make the father and daughter pay the price.

"I was rescued by Qin's strange doctor. He placed me in the teaching center. A Fei was worried about my safety, so he kept me here." When Song Yu told the story, he didn't mention Mo Gufei's subsequent house arrest. Say it out, so as not to make Yin Huaiyu think too much, and he also understands that Mo Gufei's heart is not bad, but he was temporarily dazzled by emotions.

Knowing that what Song Yu meant was to beg for mercy, and hoped that he would not pursue it, Yin Huaiyu shook his head, "Even so, he has sneaked into the palace and stolen secrets, even if he saved you, from my standpoint, it is difficult to say The emperor confessed."

Song Yu nodded, then suddenly turned to Mo Gufei and said, "A Fei, give that to me."

Although he didn't say it clearly, Mo Gufei knew that what he was talking about was the account book he had stolen and the letter from the collusion of his party members.

Mo Gufei can certainly tell the truth in his own way, but how many people will believe in the Lord of the Demon Cult is another matter.But if these evidences fall into the hands of Yin Huaiyu, King Fusui will be truly ruined, and Song Yu will be able to have his own identity and live here legitimately.

Yin Huaiyu had a strange expression on his face, and temporarily put away his defense against Mo Gufei, glanced at the things he handed over, and said solemnly: "Are you sure that all these are true and there is no fabrication?"

Mo Gufei nodded.Although the two are not in the same camp, his firm and indifferent demeanor makes people believe that he is not lying.

Yin Huaiyu put away his things, met Song Yu's earnest eyes, and shook his head helplessly, "Yu'er, I know what you want to say, as long as you are happy, I will agree to you."

Liu Hanshan finally spoke: "It seems that brother Huaiyu is planning to return without fighting today?"

Yin Huaiyu nodded, and showed him what he was holding, "This Demon Cult is also the victim of Fusui's crimes. We have always misunderstood it a lot. Now that we have clarified it today, why should we kill it all?"

Song Yu also echoed: "Hanshan, you misunderstood Ah Fei. He didn't come here to take advantage of me. He came here for revenge. Don't look at him looking stupid and cold, but in fact he is very kind. After he takes office, he will definitely be able to correct his evil ways."

Liu Hanshan flipped the things in his hands, shook his head again and again, seemed a little unbelievable, his eyes were filled with confusion, but at this moment he knew very clearly in his heart that today's so-called demon suppression plan was coming to an end.

"Ayu, thank you. Also, I'm sorry." With a hoarse voice, Mo Gufei stared blankly at Song Yu, feeling that his figure was getting farther and farther away, as if he couldn't catch it anymore.

"Forget it, write it off, and don't mention those things again. You, stop thinking about what you have and what you don't have. Take care of yourself and help me take care of old man Qin."

Although the farewell words were deliberately said briskly by Song Yu, the sense of loss in them still hit Mo Gufei all of a sudden, giving him the inexplicable courage to fight it out.

"Princess, Ayu, I, want to tell you, in fact, I have been—"

Song Yu took a step ahead of him, and interrupted with slightly curved lips: "I know, you don't need to say it."

He repeated again and shook his head, "Needless to say." With Yin Huaiyu's burning eyes behind him and Liu Hanshan listening attentively, he could probably guess what Mo Gufei wanted to say. If he really said it, there would be a new chaos Maybe not far away.

Mo Gufei's words stuck in his throat like this, and he couldn't utter another word, so he pursed his mouth.

He knew that by now, saying this confession would only cause trouble for everyone, so before the unspoken feelings had grown enough to drive him completely crazy, he should put those unreasonable thoughts to rest. Buried with the memories of the past, let it disappear silently between the years and the distance.

"Before I leave, let me give this to you. I can't think of who I can give it to."

Song Yu looked at the blood jade in his palm, and shook his head resolutely, "No, you will meet another person who is willing to give, or...just keep it and let it protect you."

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