I still remember the king's heart

"Why can't it be me?" Huai's gaze fell on the hand that was strangling her. The knuckles were clearly defined, and the fingertips were white, with the same coldness and clarity as her master.

Su Ming withdrew his hand, got up and lifted the quilt to stay on the bed, "I'm going to see Sang Yu"

"What's become of you yourself, and you still have the time to take care of others?!" Huai stepped forward to support her, with anxiety that had never appeared in her eyes.

Su Ming's body swayed, a burst of sweetness rose in her throat, she gritted her teeth and forced back, shaking her head, she still wanted to go out.

"With Yue Xinyao here, what are you worried about?"

Su Ming stopped in his tracks, put his hands on the door frame, stabilized his precarious figure, and concealed the flash of disappointment in his eyes.

Heh... what identity does she take, husband, lover or enemy...

Sang Yu probably didn't want to see her either.

"Suming, let's not meet again in the future, if we meet again, we will be immortal enemies"

Su Ming closed his eyes slightly, his internal organs began to ache, the fishy sweetness in his throat could no longer be restrained, and a beautiful mist of blood was sprayed out in the flickering candlelight.

"Destiny!" Hua Yin paled in shock, and stepped forward to catch her slowly sliding body.

After several days and nights of high fever, she was skinny and skinny, her body was covered by a wide quilt, and her face was pale, with white skin on the corners of her mouth. Yue Xinyao could only moisten her with clean gauze from time to time. She moistens.

Even if she is a ghost doctor who has rejuvenated her body, she can only pour down soups and medicines in the face of heart disease, and scrub her body from time to time to keep her dry and prevent the cold sweat from soaking through the front of her clothes.

Other than that, there's really nothing to do.

She can only wait until Sang Yu wakes up slowly, she believes that this woman is not as weak as she looks on the surface, she is really soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

"Suming..." She kept saying the same person's name over and over again, Yue Xinyao leaned over to listen, with a complicated expression on her face, and a faint sigh overflowed from her lips.

Sang Yu trembled all over, a few drops of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and fell down her delicate cheeks to the corners of her lips, leaving winding marks on her fragile skin, making her look haggard and pitiful.

Yue Xinyao's gaze flickered for a moment, and moved to her freshly moistened lips, which were slightly pink and white, and swallowed, feeling a little dry.

Her heartbeat gradually became chaotic, and her steady breathing became rapid. She blinked, and involuntarily got closer to her, and her lips were so close.

Her brain went blank, and her breathing seemed to stop at this moment, passing over her lips like a dragonfly on water, and as soon as she touched her lips, Yue Xinyao stepped back a few steps and covered her heart, her heart was beating like a drum.

There was a hint of blush on his fair face, his sword eyebrows stretched out, and there was a sweet smile on his lips.

This taste is like stealing the master's wine when I was a child. It is both joyful and uneasy, and there is also a hint of sweetness.

Sang Yu's hand moved slightly, and when no one was watching, a few drops of tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

The door creaked softly, and Sang Yu's hand holding the scroll trembled imperceptibly. She didn't look up, but she didn't read any words on the book.

Hua Ying quietly looked at her leaning on the couch, wearing a snow-white tunic, her hair draped softly on her shoulders, her profile was exquisite and charming, but a little pale and weak, her fingers holding the book were slender and fair Like jade.

In all fairness, she is also a rare beauty.

"Sang Yu" she called softly.

Sang Yu raised her eyes to look at her, there was suspicion in her eyes, and there was also a faint trace of coldness.

"What are you doing here?"

Huai fell to her knees with a plop, her back was still straight, but she couldn't hide her haggard look, "I beg you to save Suming"

"What are you doing...you get up first..." Sang Yu was taken aback. Hearing Su Ming's name, he was in a state of confusion. He clenched the scroll in his hand, and admired that such a proud person would kneel down for Su Ming , there was a trace of inexplicable jealousy in my heart.

"The cold poison of Su Ming has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the medicine stone has no effect. No one persuades her to drink the medicine. Only you can... She has been in a coma for the past few days and has been chanting your name over and over again."

Sang Yu closed her eyes, suppressing the astringency in her eyes, "Go back, I won't help you"

"Why?! Do you know that she didn't even want the life-saving bone grass for you, and you shouldn't just stand by when you have something to eat!"

There was a sneer on Sang Yu's lips, her heart was already dead that day in the bloody setting sun.

"I gave her my heart, she was the one who abandoned it like a shoe, and now she came to ask me if I have my heart?!"

Hua Ying stood up, stared at her word by word, and said, "Su Ming is really blind, that's why he fell in love with you."

Sang Yu's face turned pale in an instant, she bit her lower lip tightly, looked at her leaving back, and couldn't hold back the surging tears anymore, the tears hit the quilt in big drops, and she fainted A pastel flower.

"Cry, it's good to cry out." In a trance, someone gently embraced her shoulders, with a gentle tone.

Ever since she woke up, Sang Yu hadn't smiled again. She thought that this weak woman would cry, but she forced her back time and time again. Seeing it hurt her heart.

Sometimes it’s better to be hurt and no one to comfort you, and the tears will stay in your heart, but now Yue Xinyao’s soft voice makes the grievance, loss and sadness of the past few days infinitely magnified, and I can no longer hold back the surging tears meaning.

"Destiny..." Even though she was wrong in every possible way, and I owed everything to her for being up and down since she was a child, she still couldn't help thinking about it. Sang Yu hated herself for being so incompetent, unable to avenge her aunt with her own hands. The guilt of revenge and the love for her fate were intertwined, which made her even start to choke up her crying.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, I know it's not your fault, I don't blame you, I don't blame you." Yue Xinyao held her in her arms, resting her chin on the top of her head, the crying made her heart tug It hurts.

Sang Yu's fingers tightly hooked her skirt, and buried her head in her arms, weeping uncontrollably. After some time, she slowly calmed down under the patient comfort of the man. She raised her head and looked at Yue Xinyao, with tears on her eyelashes No, but his expression was firm, as if he had made a decision.

She said, Xinyao, I want to save her.

Yue Xinyao pursed the corners of her lips and wiped away her tears. When her finger brushed her cheek, Sang Yu avoided it without a trace.

"Do you know the price of detoxifying her?"

Sang Yu nodded her head, her long eyelashes cast a shadow on her eyelids, "No matter what the price is"

"Even if she never thinks of you again from now on, everything that happened between you and her, all love and hate entanglements will be wiped out"

Sang Yu tightened the quilt, her fingertips turned white, and her eyes were red again. She pushed back bit by bit, and then nodded heavily.

Everything you have is thanks to your peerless martial arts. Since I have no way to attack you, then abolishing your martial arts can be regarded as an explanation to the Sang family. I hope you can be an ordinary person, live a good life, Don't get involved in rivers and lakes disputes, right and wrong grievances.

Whether you remember me or forget me, I will always miss you.

"Okay, I'll help you. When you feel better, I'll detoxify her." Yue Xinyao didn't refuse her anymore, her eyes flickered, and she felt distressed when she saw her getting thinner and thinner.

"Sang Yu, let me..."

Before she finished speaking, Sang Yu lowered her eyes, threw herself into her arms, wrapped her arms around her waist, and stopped her about to speak.

The phrase "Take care of you" was swallowed forever, Yue Xinyao didn't say anything more, and quietly embraced her, knowing that this was a rare tenderness she showed to herself, so she cherished it all the more.

I'm sorry, Xinyao.

Sang Yu murmured silently in her heart, just because she was afraid of what she would say. A person like her no longer deserved to be treated wholeheartedly by anyone.

"Pa - explain to me what this is?!" Gu Cheng threw a bag of powder found in her room in front of her, and slapped her across the face.

Su Ruoying covered her cheeks, her eyes turned red, "Senior brother..."

"What do you, an innocent girl, save this kind of thing for?!"

It was half a pack of love potions that I hadn't had time to throw away.

Su Ruoying clenched her lower lip, intending to deny it to death, her eyes shone brightly, meeting Gu Cheng's scrutinizing gaze, she was quite pitiful.

"I...I don't know..."

"Then Yue will invite Miss Su to drink this jug of good wine." Yue Xinyao came in from the door, holding a jug of Lihuabai in her hand.

Su Ruoying suddenly opened her eyes wide, her body trembling a little, watching Yue Xinyao put the pot of wine in front of her, while Gu Cheng just stood aside coldly and did not stop her.

"The more... the more you are in charge..."

"How dare you do it? Don't dare to take it? This pot of wine is delicious. Miss Su, don't you want to taste it?" Yue Xinyao's face was so heavy that she could drip water, and poured a glass in front of her. Su Ruoying stepped back abruptly.

Gu Cheng couldn't bear it a little bit, and there was a look of struggle in his eyes, "Master Yue... Ruoying is also a bit willful... She didn't mean to..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Yue Xinyao took a step forward and pinched her chin, and poured the wine in. Su Ruoying was choked up and coughed repeatedly, but she couldn't break free from her shackles with tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Leader Yue! Isn't this too much!"

After all, it was the junior sister whom he had watched and grew up with, Gu Cheng rushed forward to stop her hand.

"Excessive? Why didn't she think it was too much when she planned me and Sang Yu? Why didn't she think it was too much when she was planning to frame her everywhere? Why didn't she think it was too much when she tried every means to separate Sang Yu and Suming?! Willfulness is not an excuse for her wanton behavior! "

"I didn't! I did it all for..."

Before she finished speaking, another loud slap was slapped across the face. Yue Xinyao was different from Gu Cheng in that she used all her strength to strike, half of her face was red and swollen, her hair was also scattered, and she was in a panic.

"This slap is to remind you that some things can be said nonsense, and some people are not something you can touch"

"Master Yue!" Gu Cheng stopped in front of her, "Can you leave it to me?"

"Gu Cheng" said softly but firmly, and Sang Yu walked in slowly while holding the door frame.

Gu Cheng was startled, with guilt in his eyes, "Miss Sang, I'm sorry..."

Sang Yu shook her head, walked up to Su Ruoying step by step, looked at her sobbing, she was so pitiful, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes.

Before everyone had time to react, they slapped her cleanly.

"This slap is for myself, I once regarded you as a friend"

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Hmm... The author is tired tonight, and I vaguely remembered that I haven't updated the article, so I got up again and finished sleeping. Good night everyone!what~