I still remember the king's heart

Yue Xinyao smiled wryly. In the darkness of the room, she felt the warmth of her face, tears streaming down her face silently.

The fate is ridiculous.

Sang Yu is ridiculous.

She is even more ridiculous.

The three of them are the biggest joke in the world!

"Suming...you finally woke up..." When she just opened her eyes, Sang Yu had already straightened up from her couch, with a haggard look and red eye circles.

Su Ming closed his eyes slightly, and coldly spit out a word: "Get out"

His voice was still low and hoarse, with a touch of paleness.

"Can you drink the medicine first?" Sang Yu picked up the soup bowl from the small table next to it, it was still warm, she coaxed in a low voice.

"I told you to get lost!" Su Ming became agitated and swung her away, the soup bowl in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

The fingertips were cut by scattered ceramic fragments, blood was flowing, Sang Yu pursed her lips, her eyes were red, she silently cleaned up the mess, and left the room.

Not long after, when she opened the door and walked in, she brought another bowl of soup medicine in her hand. She managed to suppress the astringency in her eyes, and murmured: "Anyway... take the medicine first, I'm worried about you..."

As long as you close your eyes, all you can see in your mind is that she and Yue Xinyao are entangled together, Su Ming tightly clutches the sheet under her body, her fingertips turn white, how much perseverance is needed to hold back Hanguang The urge in her neck.

"I know you are afraid of hardship, so I went to the dried fruit shop and bought a lot of candied fruit, which are all your favorites." Sang Yu took out the tightly wrapped paper package from her arms, unfolded it in front of her, and handed the medicine bowl carefully. past.

"In the past, you always served me to drink medicine, now I will feed you, okay?"

The gentle words from that day seem to be still echoing in my ears:

"You drink the medicine first, I've prepared a lot of candied fruit for you, you won't be bitter if you eat one later"

That night, the soft jade was fragrant and the red candle was burning until dawn, but in a blink of an eye she could be entangled with Yue Xinyao.

Su Ming looked at her tenderness as usual in her brows and eyes, hatred gradually gathered in her eyes, and the biting coldness made Sang Yu's eyes blush.

"Destiny...I..."

The thin lips parted slightly, and the most hurtful sentence came out: "I don't want to see you, dirty"

Sang Yu clenched her lower lip, her face paled in an instant, tears rolled in her eyes, she put the medicine bowl on the small table with great restraint, and slowly got up.

"Then...then you remember to drink the medicine...I...I'll go out first..."

The moment the door was closed, tears poured down like rain, she covered her lips to prevent herself from crying, but there was still a choked sob overflowing from her throat.

She thinks she is dirty...

Although she had committed herself to Ning Yuan, but it was the first time she gave it to her, and she actually said she was dirty...

But it's really dirty...

The relationship with Yue Xinyao is not clear, a person who is as proud as Su Ming probably hates her to the core.

But even so, I still can't help but want to get close to her and treat her well. Seeing her always cold eyes and smiling at her with tenderness, I feel that everything is worth it.

Moths to a flame, at least once burned you and me.

A hand was gently placed on her shoulder, with silent comfort, Sang Yu was startled, and turned her head ecstatically: "Destiny!"

Eyebrows darkened instantly again, Yue Xinyao's lips moved, and finally slowly uttered three words, "I'm sorry"

Sang Yu shook her head, brushed her hand away, turned around and stumbled away.

"Sang Yu!" Yue Xinyao yelled, and caught up to her, her brows and eyes were full of anxiety, and a trace of deep affection.

"Listen to me, I won't dislike you, I can be responsible for you, I can also protect you, I promise to give you my whole heart, the sea of ​​flowers in Wanhua Valley is very beautiful..."

"I don't need it! Yue Xinyao, I don't need it! It doesn't matter who she is, do you understand?!"

Yue Xinyao was stunned, and watched her clothes slip away from her fingertips, her thin back was full of determination, and she never looked back.

The sea of ​​flowers in the Valley of Thousand Flowers is very beautiful, I want to take you to see it, as if stuck in her throat, unable to swallow or cry, her nose was sore, she raised her head slightly, blinked her eyes, and walked back silently.

The familiar Lin'an City, but the person who held her hand was no longer there, the crowds were bustling, the shouts kept coming and going, the sun hurt her eyes, Sang Yu slightly raised her eyelids, her palms were warm.

In a trance, she thought back to the day when she first arrived in Lin'an, she dragged her life happily to go shopping, the man was full of displeasure, but still followed her.

She was strolling in front, and Su Ming followed behind to pay. Not long after, her hands were full of big bags and small bags. As soon as she turned her head, she could see the unresolved tenderness in the corners of the man's brows and eyes, making her stand in a daze for no reason. On the street, quietly blushing.

When the eyes met, it seemed as if time had stopped flowing, everything in the world was eclipsed, and all the hustle and bustle of the world were left behind, only to see her in a green dress, approaching step by step.

He freed up one hand to hold her, and said in a low voice, "Don't run around, I don't care if the bad guys take her away."

"Are you willing?" Sang Yu asked back with a smile.

Su Ming was startled, and the curve of the corner of his lips softened, "How can I not bear it, at worst I will be that bad guy"

Even the love talk is serious, without blinking, it really makes people love and hate.

Sang Yu showed a sly smile, "The slave family has a husband, what is this young master going to do when he kidnaps me?"

"Of course..." Su Ming suddenly leaned over, who was already a head taller than her, and this was equivalent to wrapping the whole person in his arms.

With people coming and going around, Sang Yu suddenly became nervous, her face was hot, and she turned her head away.

Right in the arms of her long-cherished fate, she leaned close to her white jade earlobe, and exhaled like blue: "Take it back to the cottage, and sing every night."

The blush expanded little by little on the face until the earlobe was bleeding. Su Ming took a step back, looked at her with slightly raised eyebrows, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Sang Yu knew she had been fooled, so she snorted coldly, turned around and left angrily.

Su Ming helplessly shook his head, and raised his heel again.

Unknowingly, she came to the old house of the Sang family again. Sang Yu raised her eyes to look at the dusty stone lion in front of the house. She was stunned for a while, and then went to the corner of the street to buy some incense sticks for mounting paper.

I left in such a hurry that day that I even forgot to offer a stick of incense for my mother and aunt.

The fire was flickering and the smoke was lingering. There should have been two people coming together, but now she was the only one left kneeling here.

That oath is still in my ears, but things have changed.

I don't know if it was from the smoke, or what, Sang Yu's eyes gradually turned red.

"Girl" put a bone-cold hand on her shoulder quietly, and her voice was also dry and unpleasant.

Sang Yu was frightened out of her wits, got up from the ground, stepped back three steps, "You..."

It was the old woman with a scar on her face. Sang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that she was covered in cold sweat belatedly.

"Who are you from the Sang family?" In the blue sky, the old woman was neither holding a lantern nor hugging that weird black cat. She was still hunched over, her gray hair hanging down to slightly cover the terrifying expression on her face. scar.

Those eyes were cloudy, but they stared at her closely, refusing to let go of her every expression.

Sang Yu was a little hesitant to answer truthfully, and was afraid that the old woman would be unfavorable to her, so a thin layer of cold sweat oozed out of her palms.

"So... my old friend... I was favored by the Sang family before..."

"There are so many people who have been favored by the Sang family, and I don't see anyone coming to offer a stick of incense for them." The old woman sneered, and her laughter was cold and cold.

"Do you know who is buried here? They are a pair of sluts that the whole Jiangnan despised at that time!" She suddenly became agitated, and took a few steps forward, with a sharp light in her eyes, still staring at Sang Yu firmly. .

When the family rules were being enforced, Sang Yu was forcibly placed under house arrest at home. Later, she learned that the wet nurse had told her about it, and there was no one alive among the more than 100 members of the Sang family. Who was this old woman?

She felt a sudden shock in her heart, "You... who are you?"

The old woman's expression dimmed for a moment, "Me? I am the gravekeeper of this mass grave."

Yue Xinyao returned to the room, sat down, looked at the jug of residual wine on the table, stared blankly, smiled self-deprecatingly, took it up and filled it up for herself.

The wine was full of sorrow, and she didn't know whether it was the wine or the love. She raised her head and drank it all. When the strong wine poured into her lungs, her expression froze.

Poured another glass and sipped it slowly, her complexion gradually became ugly, her self-control has always been very good, she always thought that the loss of control last night was due to drunkenness.

There was something wrong with this wine, a small amount of colorless and tasteless love potion was given to it, damn it, she was so careless for a moment that she didn't notice it at all.

Yue Xinyao frowned, and a chill flashed in her eyes. Who on earth is plotting to harm her and Sang Yu? If she is caught, she will definitely not be able to survive, not to die!

Sang Yu's eyes lit up, and seeing that she was about to leave, she hurriedly stepped up, "You have been here for many years, do you know the truth about the destruction of the Sang family?"

Although her father has been ignoring her mother since her death, and even tacitly allowed the servants in the house to deduct expenses, and was once bullied by her aunt and locked up in the woodshed for several days and nights, but at least the Sang family is her only blood connection in this world .

The old woman stopped in her tracks, with a cold light in her eyes, and looked directly at her. The hatred in her eyes made Sang Yu startled and took a few steps back.

"Death is good, death is clean"

After all, without waiting for any reaction from her, she limped away with her bent body.

Her walking posture is a bit weird, her knees are half bent, and her right foot seems to have been injured, and it is slightly turned outward.

Sang Yu observed for a while, her eyes gradually got wet, and suddenly she ran after her, "Auntie!"

The old woman turned her head, her eyes were focused on her face, she seemed a little dazed, the three points of coldness faded away, and the tenderness of the year was faintly visible.

"Auntie, it's me, I'm Yu'er..." Sang Yu grabbed her sleeve tightly, refusing to let go, her eyes filled with the joy and distress of reunion.

When she was five years old, her aunt took her and her mother to the Gusu Temple outside the city to escape the summer heat. A robber cut a path on the way. In order to protect her and her mother, her aunt was slashed on the leg, and the blood flowed down. Fortunately, the government was in time. Only when they arrived, the disaster of extinction was avoided.

As a result, my aunt also suffered a disability in her leg, but she forced a smile to comfort her mother. Probably from then on, the relationship between the two became clearer and clearer.

The little girl with bun face and braids when she was a child gradually overlaps with Sang Yu, who is gentle and dignified now with delicate features.

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Warning everyone...don't drink on an empty stomach 〒_〒Bloody lesson→_→In fact, I feel that the context of the second half of this writing is already clear→_→Your favorite abuse...