The original misunderstood me! ! !

Wen Yue didn't know how he left Zuifang Tower and came to the street.

People were coming and going around, the traffic was busy, countless figures turned into mottled color blocks and passed by, their heads were empty, and it took a long time to recover.

He held the wooden sign in the palm of his hand, hard and piercing.After a while, Wen Yue raised his arms, spread out his palms, and looked at it again carefully.

...Tianzi No. [-]?

Isn't this the most famous inn in the original book?

Wen Yue lowered his head and stared at this suggestive wooden sign, as if Yu Zheyuan was standing in front of him, hugging his neck, and whispering ambiguously in his ear: "Dedicate yourself or lose? Junior brother, ah How will Yue choose?"

He has no choice.

... Yu Zheyuan clearly did it on purpose!

Wen Yue's heart was in a mess, and he didn't know where he was. He grabbed someone and asked, "Brother, where is the number one?"

The man paused, and said impatiently: "Are you asking about the weapons shop, Lingluo shop, or the inn, Qizhen shop?"

Wen Yue:?

Wen Yue choked up: "...it should be an inn."

"That's right in front of you!" The man rolled his eyes at him, shook off Wen Yue's hand and left.

Wen Yue: "..."

Wen Yue rubbed his nose, raised his head, and found that he was standing at the door of an imposing inn.This inn occupies a very large area, and its length alone accounts for half of the street.

Many guests come and go, business is booming.A plaque of golden nanmu hangs on the vermilion lacquered door, and there are six big characters on it, "Tianzi No. [-] Inn".

Wen Yue's eyes turned dark, and he suddenly had the urge to turn his head and run away.

But before he could "run away", a cyan whirlwind swept across the lobby, stopped in front of Wen Yue, and shouted affectionately: "Master! You have come to my master!!!"

Wen Yue: "...?"

Wen Yue's head was full of black lines: "You must have admitted the wrong person."

The person in front of him was dressed luxuriously, and he was full of the aura of money - he was wearing a golden robe embroidered with ingots, and there was an abacus made of sapphire hanging around his neck. He looked shrewd and festive.

Hearing what Wen Yue said, his expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected Wen Yue to deny it, and he still smiled? He said with a smile: "I won't admit my mistake, I won't admit my mistake. The former boss gave us your portrait, other than that ?, there are many ways to identify your identity, such as blood tests, personal spells... If you doubt yourself, you can? Try it yourself."

Wen Yue shook his head immediately: ... It's nothing.

Who knows what other traps are waiting for him to jump?If he doesn't believe in himself and doesn't recognize his identity, then he is not far from becoming a substitute.

Jian Wenyue resisted, and the shopkeeper didn't force it. He bowed his waist and made a gesture of please, and said to Wenyue, "Master—please."

"You came to the shop to meet Mr. Yu, the former boss!"

With a sound of "Kang Dang", Wen Yue stepped out and kicked his right foot to the threshold, almost tripping.

"……how do you know?"

"It's not a secret." The shopkeeper winked, right? Wen Yue said, "We also just found out that Young Master Yu is the Immortal Zheyuan. The Immortal Heart? I want to please you. The No. [-] industry and the shopkeepers of each branch store packaged it for you as a betrothal gift."

"Cough cough cough..." Wen Yue coughed violently.

What the hell is this person talking about? What the hell? !

Wen Yue really didn't understand, so he had to interrupt the topic abruptly, ending the chicken-to-duck talk.

A minute later, he pushed open the door of the largest guest room in the entire inn, and stepped into the "Xi Bao Xuan".

"Please wait here for a while, I'm not sure when Young Master Yu will come."

After finishing speaking, there was a "click", and the door was gently closed by the shopkeeper.

Wen Yue's scalp went numb, and he instantly felt like a shivering bird in a cage—or a fake house sparrow in a golden cage.

Help!

Why does he feel that his innocence is about to be lost?

But it's all here, so what else?At present, the initiative is in the hands of Yu Zheyuan, and he can only compromise.

Wen Yue sighed helplessly, and looked around in the silence—the guest room in front of him was extraordinarily gorgeous, with a small pavilion embedded in a corridor, and the space was so large that it could almost accommodate a hundred people for a gathering.

There are tables, chairs and benches made of precious wood on one wall, and several red sandalwood shelves are erected side by side on the other wall, which are filled with all kinds of rare treasures, which makes Wenyue dizzy.

The corridor is full of exotic flowers and plants, and the aroma of flowers and trees mixed with the green smoke from the incense burner, exudes an intoxicating atmosphere.

Wen Yue couldn't help letting out a sigh: "..."

Until he saw the big bed that could accommodate at least five people lying on the bed, the silk brocade was neatly covered, the curtains were layered and swayed slightly, and his memory was instantly dragged back to the chaotic few days without knowing the day and night.

The golden chains jingle, the big red wedding dresses are paired, and the red marks on the chest are scattered all over the chest, winding down...

stop! ! !

Wen Yue slapped himself directly on the forehead, forcibly truncating his memory.

He is so difficult...

Wen Yue decided to stay away from the ominous big bed, and came to the red sandalwood shelf, studying rare treasures and waiting for someone to come.

But one hour passed, and two hours passed... He didn't even see Yu Zheyuan's shadow.

Wen Yue:? ? ?

Did Yu Zheyuan have a conscience? Discovered?

Or did the younger brother have a way to hold him back?

But no one gave him a sound transmission, and there was no confirmation. For Xie Shu's safety, he couldn't leave without authorization, so he had to continue to wait... Then he became more and more sleepy, more and more tired, his eyelids kept fighting, and finally leaned on The wall fell asleep?.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a very light sound outside the door. Someone opened the door and walked in, and saw Wen Yue curled up in the corner.

Yu Zheyuan: "..."

It was night now, the house was not lit, and it was getting darker and darker.

The rustling of insects came from outside the window, and the fine wind passed through the window paper, blowing the long hair on the sideburns.Yuzheyuan's white clothes melted into the darkness, as if the moonlight cast a lonely and dim shadow through the clouds.

He stood quietly for a while, then came to Wen Yue's side, squatted down and picked him up.

After a moment of physical contact, Yu Zheyuan finally felt Wen Yue's body temperature.

The heat, which was still warm even through the cloth, made his heart tremble, like a thousand-year-old Xuanbing encountering a star candle.

A hole was scalded in the heart.

Seen from the back, Yu Zheyuan's figure is still thin, but the arms holding Wenyue are very steady, seemingly effortless.

He walked slowly to the bed, put Wen Yue on the bed, stared at his restless sleeping face, his heart turned back and forth, and bitter juice dripped out continuously.

He really failed to do anything to Xie Shu, because he was on the verge of going mad at the time, and met Wen Yue in Qingcheng Mountain. After hearing what he said, he could hardly help himself, and his heart and defense were easily broken, and Wen Yue was hit trick.

So much so that if he wants to hurt Xie Shu even a little bit now, he will suffer backlash several times.

What he vomited was heart? Head blood.

Competing with the formation for many days in a row, trying his best to follow Wenyue's traces almost exhausted his mind, and all the madness reached its peak in Wenyue's terrified and disgusted eyes.

It was on the verge of falling, and the thread that was hanging him snapped.

Yu Zheyuan landed from a high altitude, and was smashed to pieces, almost lost his soul.

It wasn't until Wen Yue made another inexplicable big talk that the little reason left was glued together again.

Yu Zheyuan recovered a little thinking ability.

A few hours ago, he himself would not have believed that he did not do anything after kidnapping Xie Shu, but made compromises and concessions when he was desperate and exhausted, and had a good talk with Xie Shu for the first time .

"He returned to the main body, and his memory is ill?"

Xie Shu sneered: "If I deny it, I wouldn't believe it."

"Xianjun has a good plan, eliminates dissidents, pretends to be crazy, and uses other people's mouth to tell the brother the truth. Maybe there is something else prepared? It's a pity that I didn't expect this variable." Xie Shu said, " How does it feel now?"

Yu Zheyuan: "You guessed it."

Xie Shu: "Each each other."

Two extremely smart people, there is no need to say a lot of things, just point to them.

Yu Zheyuan did deliberately push Wenyue away, locked Xie Shu in the mountain, and allowed Fendi to approach Wenyue, and told Wenyue the truth through Fendi's mouth.

He originally planned to get injured while eradicating Yin Changli, in order to win Wen Yue's sympathy, and make him recall his past, and feel distressed, so he is reluctant to ignore himself.

Who would have expected that Xie Shu would return the same way to him, and at the critical moment, he would lead an army away from Wen Yue's soul, causing him to be in a state of confusion, and he was seriously injured instead.

"Xian Jun really doesn't know why senior brother lost his memory?"

"Why did he only forget you, but remember me?"

Xie Shu spoke casually, but every word and every sentence was extremely embarrassing: "Now you, do you still dare to lie to senior brother?"

These words hit Yu Zheyuan's chest like a heavy hammer, his heart collapsed and bled, but he couldn't refute it.

"You clearly know that he likes you, but you keep lying to him and watching him struggle. You clearly know his concerns and bottom line, but you still plot against him when you tell the truth."

"Traveling people's hearts like this? Playing with feelings? But? I want my senior brother to let go of the past and rebuild the old relationship with you." Xie Shu snorted, "...the immortal is really infatuated? Delusional."

Yu Zheyuan: "..."

His throat rolled up and down, he stretched out his hand, his cold fingers lightly brushed Wen Yue's cheek, only touching Wen Yue's eyelashes.

Wen Yue felt that he was breathing for a while, like a person who fell into the deep sea and was suddenly dragged to the surface. There was a shock in his mind, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

"If you insist on leaving..." He heard Yu Zheyuan's hoarse voice echoing in his ears, his face blurred in the shadow, like a weird dream, "...I'll let you go."

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Wen Yue:? ? ? ! ! !