I still remember the king's heart

"Su Ming, someone is looking for it." Su Ruoying knocked on the door, and said angrily outside the door.

Su Ming stood up from Sang Yu's bed, tucked the quilt for her, and then gently closed the door.

Hua Ying came just in time, and she also had something to ask her.

In the cold fog and drizzling rain in the south of the Yangtze River, Huai only wore a veil of begonia red, and stood quietly on the porch, comparing the blooming begonia flowers.

She looked at that person from far to near, with cold eyes and brows, as if there were thousands of mountains and snow at dusk. If the frost melted, what kind of warmth would it be?

She couldn't help but think of that night when her fate came as promised, and when she stepped on the moon, the soft curvature of her lips made the moonlight even darker by three points.

She has seen countless people in her life, and there are many people who are more beautiful than her destiny, but no one can match her demeanor, like a snow lotus in full bloom on the top of a high mountain.

Even though he knew it was bitterly cold, he still wanted someone to break it down and play with it.

She specially lit incense on the painting boat, which is the strongest fragrance, and sprayed colorless and odorless piss on the clothes. She wanted to see what it would be like to see the snow lotus in full bloom and full of lust and lust.

Sure enough, Su Ming was tricked, her eyes were a little blurred, and there was nostalgia hidden in it, when she called her master, her heart trembled.

She couldn't help caressing her face, caressing it back and forth, and was grabbed and held in her hand. She raised her head and faced Su Ming with burning eyes.

They are all adults, and there is no need to say some things too clearly, they have already understood what the other party wants to do.

As a result, there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air, she reached out to pull her belt, but the man did not refuse, so the clothes meandered to the ground, and the two entangled to the side of the bed.

Su Ming whispered in her ear: "Master, I miss you so much"

The hot breath was blowing against her ears, and Hua Ying's heart was also trembling. She wanted to help the person to lie down, but was suddenly pushed under her body.

Su Ming's face was flushed, his eyes became more blurred, and he bent down to kiss her earlobe, but what his nose smelled was not the usual cold plum fragrance, but the sweet orchid fragrance.

As if something flashed in her mind, her eyes gradually cleared up, she straightened up and picked up her clothes from the ground and put them on one by one.

Hua Ying stared at her in a daze as she completed a series of actions in one go, forgetting that she was also naked, "You..."

This is the strongest love potion in the world, and no one can escape it.

Su Ming fastened her belt and saw that her face was almost exactly the same as that of the person in his memory. Under the candlelight, the mole at the corner of her eye was even more poignant and beautiful.

"You are not her"

The master has never been ruthless to her, let alone use such low-handed means.

Hua Yin smiled lightly, got up from the couch slowly, and was not in a hurry to get dressed, her exquisite figure could be seen at a glance.

"It doesn't matter if it's yes or no, you think it is, if you think it's not..." She stepped onto the carpet with her bare feet, walked up to her side by step, brushed her fingertips over her cheeks until her lips rubbed back and forth, "then I can barely pretend to be your master."

She has never tasted the taste of these lips, and they should be as clear and delicious as ice and snow.

Su Ming tilted her head slightly, took a step back, avoiding her kiss, facing the exact same face, she really couldn't do anything.

"I said, you, not her"

It's not her Sang Yu, that woman who has always been cautious, how sad she must be with her every move today, she will go back to coax her and tell her everything.

He had never looked forward to seeing her so much before, Su Ming felt like he was carrying a little rabbit in his arms, like those Huaichun teenagers, his heart was pounding, he went straight to the inn with his lightness kung fu to the extreme.

When she arrived at the entrance of the inn, she stopped again, showing a sense of homelessness. Will Sang Yu forgive her for ignoring her all day today and for going on stage for a martial arts competition?

She saw the back of Sang Yu staggering away, but she was immersed in the joy of reuniting with her master at that time, and she didn't have time to think too much about it. It wasn't until she got entangled with Hua Yin that she realized that even if the lost things were found again, it would not be too late. Restore the state of mind at that time.

But Sang Yu is the only one who can make her sink. If Sang Yu doesn't need any love potion, she might be able to make her...

It's ridiculous that we all prove our seriousness to another person in others.

When stepping into the inn, Su Ruoying came down from upstairs yawning, and saw her eyes brighten, "Hey, you're finally back, did you see Sang Yu and my senior brother, they haven't come back yet?"

Su Ming pursed his lips, his face condensed slightly, "What did you say?"

"When Sang Yu left in the afternoon, senior brother went after her and hasn't come back yet..."

Before the words were finished, Su Ming turned around and left, his eyes were frosty, the joy just now turned into anger, mixed with inexplicable jealousy.

Su Ruoying looked at her leaving back, a flash of apology flashed in her eyes, I'm sorry Sang Yu, you only have a chance if you leave Suming.

"Destiny"

"Winning"

When the two of them spoke at the same time, Su Ming fell silent, but there was a charming smile on Hua Ying's lips.

"Why do you miss me too?"

Su Ming raised his eyes and looked at her, without a trace of emotion in his eyes, "How did you know the stunning sword technique?"

Fifteen years ago, Qiongjimen was destroyed overnight, and since then it has disappeared from the rivers and lakes. She is the only one left, including her master and her brother. The second person will be able to startling swordsmanship, unless...

Her pupils shrank slightly, but Hua Yin noticed the small change, stepped forward to get close to her, and breathed into her ear, "What if I'm really your master?"

"No...impossible..." Although the appearance has not changed, this is also the biggest doubt. How can a person not change at all in the past 15 years. At that time, the master was already [-] years old.

"The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, have you ever heard of the beauty-retaining technique?" Hua Ying's nails painted with bright red Danko ran across her earlobe and then to her neck, watching with satisfaction the bruises on her fragile skin. There were goosebumps, and the smile on the corner of his lips deepened.

The plaster is prepared by taking the virgin blood of a woman who was born in the cloudy year and the moon and moon, and adding all kinds of rare herbs. It is often used to wipe the skin to keep people youthful.

Su Ming frowned, with a hint of disgust in his eyes, waved her away, and said coldly: "Even if you are my master, you are not the master in my memory."

That white-clothed woman could not come back after all, it turned out that what she missed was only the past.

Hua Ying was caught off guard by being pushed, and became angry from embarrassment, "Don't be ignorant, there are so many people in the whole Yangzhou city who spend a lot of money to see me"

Su Ming turned and left without even looking at her.

"If I'm not wrong, you should die soon. Don't you want to know how my cold poison was cured?"

Su Ming stopped in his tracks, looked back at her, his eyes were surging.

"Two qian of cinnabar, two qian of blood, one qian of red stone fat, four qian of amethyst, one qian of Fangji peeled, one liang of rosin, one qian of keel, two qian of rhino horn, one and a half cups of water, five slices of ginger, decoct one Zhan..." Yue Xinyao kept flipping through the "Qihuang Medical Classic" in her hand, frowning and reading out a series of medicine names, under which a disciple wrote the prescriptions with a pen.

She paused, and then said: "Add two more money for licorice."

That person may be afraid of suffering.

"Master, other medicinal materials are easy to talk about, but the keel and rhino horn are rare in a hundred years, are they too expensive..."

Yue Xinyao didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so she just picked up a book that looked like a brick from the bookshelf and threw it at it.

"Don't say a hundred years, even a thousand years, I have to use it now"

The disciple clapped his forehead and knelt on the ground with a plop, with blood dripping down between his fingers, "Yes, yes, disciple, I'm going to decoct the medicine." After saying that, he scrambled and crawled out of the room.

The Sect Leader has been so unpredictable these days...

Yue Xinyao picked up the book from the ground and put it back on the bookshelf, a vague sigh escaped from her lips.

If it was such a troublesome disease in the past, she would not care about it, but now as long as she thinks of that woman's face like a branch of pear blossoms stained with pink and white, she will feel a little bit reluctant, so beautiful, it should be Live in the world and be cared for carefully.

She looked up at the bookshelves in the cabinet that were several feet high, and there were countless books in them. She gradually shifted her gaze to the corner, and then flew up to pull out a dusty thread-bound book.

When it landed on the ground, he brushed the dust off with his sleeve, revealing the four simple characters "The Plain Questions of the Coffin", with a flash of sadness in his eyes.

Senior Sister... After many years, my heart still hurts when I touch it, and after many years, I finally met someone who makes my heart move. Xinyao will not let you down again.

Suming carefully lifted her up from the couch and leaned on her shoulders. Su Ruoying handed her the decoction, and she took it, scooped it up with a spoon and brought it to Sang Yu's lips.

There was no trace of blood on the thin lips, all the soup and medicine fed in overflowed from the corners of the lips, Su Ming pursed his lips tightly, and there was distress in his eyes, even the water and rice did not enter...

"I can't do this..." Yue Xinyao was halfway through her sentence when she saw Su Ming take a sip of the soup and leaned over to cover her lips without frowning.

The lips were thin and cold, and they were no longer warm, making her heart constrict again, but she didn't have too many charming thoughts, she just thought that even if it was a sip, she could drink it.

Yue Xinyao looked at her cautious movements, with indistinct expressions in her eyes, and finally said nothing.

Su Ruoying turned her head slightly, and a blush appeared on her fair face. She used to think that it was against the norms of the world for a woman to fall in love, but after experiencing it herself, she realized that it is not easy to give in compared to the relationship between a man and a woman. precious.

But... Thinking of Gu Cheng, she clenched the corners of her lips again, her expression gloomy.

"Okay." Su Ming laid her flat on the couch, wiped the medicine stains on the corners of her lips with a clean kerchief, and then got up.

Yue Xinyao nodded, sat on the side of the bed to take her pulse, and shook her head after a long while, "Yang deficiency and qi are exhausted, the pulse condition is heavy and soft, if this continues, it will die sooner or later."

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Feeling stuffy... Rolling all over the floor begging for comfort, do you think you're doomed?