I still remember the king's heart

The martial arts conference is scheduled for the day of the Dragon Boat Festival. In the first few days, Sang Yu began to pick up the zong leaves by himself, clean them and dry them in the sun. On the night before, he even soaked the glutinous rice in advance, waiting for a few people to come back from the martial arts conference. Make zongzi.

"There are also inns, why bother?" Su Ming had already rested, seeing the candles lit up in the lobby again, got up and put on his clothes again and got out of bed.

Sang Yu's hands that were washing peanuts and red dates paused for a moment, her eyebrows were lowered, and the hair hanging down her forehead made it hard to see her expression clearly.

"After all, if you cook it yourself, you can rest assured that you can eat it"

Su Ming pursed her lips, it was rare to see her washing her hands and making soup like a gentle little woman, but who would have eaten such a big dimple.

She had spent the first half of her life in a rain of blood, and never knew what love was for her children. It was hard for her to fall in love with her once, and it seemed that it was impossible to treat her coldly or warmly to her. It was the first time that she felt helpless from the bottom of her heart. Feel.

Sang Yu washed her hands and was about to go back to her room to rest, but she was suddenly pulled into her arms. She staggered and raised her head angrily. What greeted her was a hot kiss with a cool breath.

She always likes to do more than talk, and sometimes skin-to-skin can express her missing for a person better.

Sang Yu was trembling with anger, and pushed her away fiercely, her eyes were red, "Destiny! What do you think of me?!"

Su Ming was caught off guard by being pushed, and froze in place, "I..."

She can't say deceitful love words, she can only express her love for her with actions, the less words, the deeper the love.

"What do you like about me? This skin? So you can come and go as you please, so you are just like those stinky men!"

Those days of struggling in Ning's mansion and enduring humiliation under Ning Yuan had already become her nightmare, and what Su Ming did to her that day in the carriage was another nightmare.

Because he is the one he loves, this thorn is also in his heart, and he can't get rid of it.

Su Ming opened his lips, wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it, and she didn't know what he liked in her.

She only knew that her heart would become soft and at ease by her side, and she wanted to treat her so that she could teach her what she knew without reservation, and wanted to see her smile at herself, with bright eyes and bright teeth, charming and charming.

She has always been a person who is not good at talking. Her love is silent and deep. From the first meeting to the deep-rooted love between the two, all her sacrifices were silent. She thought she would understand, but it turns out...

"Heh..." There was a sneer on the corner of Su Ming's lips, and he turned and left.

I thought she would say something, but she just walked past her without saying a word. When the sleeves of her clothes brushed against her fingertips, Sang Yusheng resisted the urge to grab her sleeves, and watched her get fucked. Lou, never looked back.

"Why did you come back?" Su Ruoying asked in a daze, hiding under the quilt, without opening her eyes when she heard the sound of the door closing.

"Sorry, I disturbed you." Sang Yu whispered, her voice a little hoarse after crying.

"Hurry up and go to bed, tomorrow morning I have to go to the martial arts conference"

Sang Yu responded, but Su Ruoying didn't notice any movement for a long time, and turned over and fell asleep again.

Rubbing the tortoiseshell hairpin under the moonlight, it has been played with a moist texture, the body of the hairpin is crystal clear, as cool as the temperature on the person's body.

Suddenly, I remembered that night when the fireworks were bright, the corners of the man's lips were soft, and he laughed and said that he was mine if he accepted my hairpin.

The tears that had been suppressed just now overflowed again, Sang Yu covered her lips, not daring to cry out, the tears slipped silently along the cracks of her fingers.

Calm down and think about it, are those words too exaggerated? A person as cold and arrogant as Su Ming, who is willing to lower his figure to win a hairpin for her, is not without sincerity. This love is never equal. She was tempted to fall in love first, destined to be humble in love.

Sang Yu got up slowly, and opened the door cautiously. She thought that it was necessary to apologize. Huanhua also said that communication between two people is the most important thing, and how long has it been since they had a good chat together.

Su Ming was lying on the bed with his clothes on, playing with a string of tassels with his fingertips, the long necklaces hanging down, almost touching his cheeks, itching like that person's gentle touch.

She closed her eyelids slightly, and a faint sigh escaped from her lips, what should I do to you?

Sometimes I wish I could fold it up and take it with me so that no one else could see it.

Sometimes it hurts to watch her cry, and I wish I could hold the whole world in front of her eyes.

Sometimes, seeing her being extremely alienated from him, she wished to tear the person apart, so that the person would be obedient.

She is a killer, no matter how gentle she is, she can't hide the domineering nature in her bones.

There is also the truth, ten years ago she was ordered to kill the Sang family in Lin'an, and she was the only one left in the family of 110 and seven people.

And if the truth comes to light, where should it be between her and her?

There is also the cold poison in her body, Su Ming suddenly clenched the tassel in her hand, before she left Beijing, she went to look for Lin Lao, and Lin Lao replied that it was at least three years and at least five years, this was the first time for Su Ming, who was never afraid of death Started to be afraid of it.

That's why she left as soon as she said, and took her to see the great rivers and mountains while she still had time, and took her home to have a look, but without her, Sang Yu's temper would not be bullied to death.

I'm never afraid of death, I'm just worried about your days without me.

"Su...Suming...are you asleep?" Seeing the darkness in the room, Sang Yu had to knock on the door a few times and asked in a low voice.

Still no one answered, she withdrew her hand somewhat disappointed, and was about to walk back.

The door was opened with a creak, and Su Ming looked at her coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Yes... I'm sorry..." Sang Yu muttered, feeling like crying again.

Just now she was like a tigress with teeth and claws, but now she looks like a little white rabbit with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. She will never harden her heart to the one she loves.

"You're right." If Sang Yu's crooked melons and dates are horrible, then she probably won't love her.

Food color, sex too.

Just like Sang Yu thinks that she is stunning and unparalleled, if it is not for this face and this martial arts that can protect her for half of her life, then it is estimated that the two of them have not met so far.

Sang Yu was stunned, her eyes filled with disbelief, "You...what did you say..."

Su Ming nodded, his tone was still cold and calm, "Do you still remember what I told you?"

Of course I remember that on that pouring rain night, she came to her with a bamboo paper umbrella to shield her from the wind and rain, with a deep and pleasant voice.

She said, besides the usefulness of this face, what else can you give in exchange?

Seeing the disbelief in her eyes turned into despair, Su Ming couldn't bear it, she still hadn't finished speaking.

"actually……"

"Go to bed early." After saying this, Sang Yu quickly turned around and stumbled towards her room.

Tears blurred her vision in the dark, and hit the eaves of the corridor several times. She seemed to be unconscious, and the pain in her body was not worth half of her heart.

No wonder he could treat her wantonly and frivolously, no wonder he could be hot and cold towards her, no wonder he could disregard her wishes and raped her right outside the curtained compartment in Gu Cheng.

Those tender moments, those lingering nights, what was the wedding dress worn for each other? It was just a pastime for her when she was in a good mood, an adjustment for her ordinary life?Or just to warm up the body that has been lonely in this world for too long.

Sang Yu closed the door tightly, as if she had lost all her strength, leaned against the door slumped and slid down slowly, with her arms around her knees, crying subduedly and softly.

The hand that Su Ming stretched out to stop her stopped in mid-air, why didn't she want to hear her finish, she just wanted to tell her that beauty is only one of the reasons why she is tempted, but what really determines how long she can love is the inside.

Her gentleness, knowledgeableness, cautiousness, and even her timidity and cowardice are all fatal attractions to her.

"Why do you get up so early?" Su Ruoying opened her eyes in the morning and saw Sang Yu sitting by the window in a daze.

Don't you know that it was a sleepless night, Sang Yu came back to her senses and pulled a forced smile at her.

"I woke up when I couldn't sleep"

The two of them went downstairs after washing up. Gu Cheng had already ordered to wait in the lobby early, and saw them smiling, warm as the morning sun.

"It's a good thing I came to the lobby early to occupy a seat, otherwise I'm afraid there won't even be a place to stay right now."

Su Ruoying unceremoniously grabbed a meat bun from the plate in front of him and gnawed on it, "Hmm, I'm afraid senior brother isn't doing it for me."

Although what he said was vague, Gu Cheng heard it clearly, and a suspicious blush appeared on his fair cheeks.

"Eating can't stop your mouth"

Su Ruoying stopped talking, and there was a gloomy look in her lowered eyebrows.

"Why does Miss Sang look so bad?"

Facing his concern, Sang Yu could only force a smile, "Perhaps he didn't sleep well."

The lobby was overcrowded and noisy, with a bunch of fools talking and talking, Su Ruoying smiled as she listened to gossip from all over the world.

Gu Cheng was talking about exercises or spices that could soothe the nerves, but she didn't listen to any of them, her eyes always fell on one person.

Su Ming was sitting in the corner drinking porridge slowly, his profile was exquisite and flawless, the corners of his pursed lips were a little cold, and he never even glanced at them.

It was obviously extremely uncomfortable, but she still couldn't help paying attention to her every move, Sang Yu's nose was sour, and astringency appeared in her eyes.

Gu Cheng suddenly stopped talking, and followed her gaze, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, and finally just ate in silence.

The five-year martial arts conference is held in the most prosperous Tingge Waterside Pavilion in Yangzhou. It is jointly organized by the seven most prestigious martial arts sects, namely Jianzong Zangjian Villa, Confucianism Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Fazong Qingcheng School, The Thunderbolt Hall of the Boxing Sect, the Quanzhen Sect of the Taoist Sect, the Wanhua Valley of the Medical School, and the most populous sect in the world, the Beggars' Gang.

In order to prevent people in the martial arts from killing each other, the seven major factions have decided not to set up the position of martial arts leader many years ago. The martial arts conference held every five years is only for the heroes of the world to show off their skills in order to determine their ranking on the hero list. Ten will also get a reward from the Seven Sects.

The moves of the seven factions are naturally extraordinary, whether they are magical weapons, peerless exercises, or panacea to bring the dead back to life. Being on the list of heroes can not only win glory for their sect, but also obtain peerless treasures. Naturally, they are also favored by beauties. From then on, he embarked on the peak of his life with countless beauties in the Xiaoyao Jianghu.

Naturally, countless people flock to it.

The author has something to say:

Good night everyone, I'm so tired today, so I won't go into too much trouble, thank you to everyone who is still watching, thank you so much.