I still remember the king's heart

Huamanlou, the largest red building in Shengjing, is full of high-ranking officials and dignitaries. There are not a few who spend a lot of money for a beautiful woman's smile. The big red lamp emits an ambiguous halo, and red men and women shuttle among them, and the laughter keeps coming and going. The pipa is clear and clear, singing and dancing Graceful, and even accompanied by some handsome men, she is a veritable gentle town hero.

The front yard is so beautiful, but the back yard has a unique path. There are deep forests and winding paths, dotted with red maples. It is the residence of Huakui Yuechan, and no one else is allowed to enter.

"Where's Yuechan, tell her to come out to meet the guests!"

A customer ordered her sign, and the old bustard hurriedly greeted her with a smile on her face, "Oh, sir, what a coincidence, Miss Yuechan has contracted a cold, so I'm afraid she won't be able to come out to meet customers. But what's the matter, guest officer, why don't you look at these new girls, they all look and behave very well."

The old bustard covered her lips with a veil and smiled again. Although she was already a young lady, she still had a three-point charm, "And ah, it hasn't been fucked yet."

Only then was the guest slightly satisfied, and he took out a large handful of silver bills and stuffed them into her arms, "Find some good ones for me, and I need your reward."

"Yes, yes, guest officer, please go upstairs." The bustard led people upstairs, ordered them to make arrangements in a low voice, and finally said in a low voice, "Arrange a few more people to guard the backyard, so as not to disturb the cleanliness of the landlord."

A pair of slender hands as white as jade lightly put the handkerchief in the copper basin to wet and then wring it dry, the clear water immediately turned blood-colored, Yuechan went out to change a basin of water and came in to continue cleaning the wound for Su Ming.

A fine layer of sweat oozed from Su Ming's forehead, he clenched his teeth and remained silent.

Yuechan glanced at her lightly, and acted coquettishly, "Call out when it hurts."

Yuechan was born as a killer, so it was inevitable that her strikes would be indiscriminate, it reminded her of the cautiousness of the woman who was frightened like a bunny that night.

"Suming, you're actually in a trance." The eyes under the white jade mask were still cold and silent, but they were not focused. This was the first time they had appeared in the eight years of knowing her.

Su Ming was noncommittal, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Yuechan pursed her lips, a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes, the hands that bandaged her began to restless, scratched her thin collarbone, and when it went down, a long sword with cold light was pressed against her throat.

"I suddenly remembered that Hanguang hasn't drunk your blood yet"

"It's boring!" Yuechan snorted coldly, her eyes flashed secretly, her red lips were pursed slightly, seemingly angry, "I really don't understand the style, how many people are lining up outside to spend a lot of money waiting for me to serve you?"

"Then you go out"

"..."

Su Ming straightened up from the couch, gathered up his clothes, "Your tricks are useless to me, why don't you save yourself"

"..." Yuechan directly wanted to sew her mouth shut, but her few words could make her angry. She looked at the ancient sword Hanguang in her hand and silently swallowed the idea.

Su Ming pushed open the window to let the bloody smell mixed with sweet aroma out of the room.

Yuechan looked at the independent person in Yingfeng, with black clothes and hair tied up, tall and slender, a white jade mask stuck to her face and covered most of her face, since she came out of the death camp eight years ago, the first time she saw It was she who arrived.

Later, they carried out missions together and established the Silent Tower together, and fought a bloody path in the rivers and lakes, slowly growing the Silent Tower until it became the most mysterious and well-informed assassin organization in Qi today.

Walking step by step, there are piles of bones piled up under the feet. Both of them have witnessed each other's struggle in blood and tears, sinking, getting deeper and deeper. She is like a sword full of blood in her hands. The sheath kills one person in ten steps, and does not stay behind for thousands of miles.

Yuechan never told her that she had never used a charm to her, and all the coquettishness and ambiguity came from her heart.

She is like the fog in the empty valley, the dark night and the dark night, you can't grasp it or hold it tightly, and it will dissipate as soon as you exert your strength.

Yuechan slightly lowered her eyes, restrained her emotions, "What are your plans now?"

"Wait and see what happens" just finished speaking, there was a sound of commotion downstairs, Yuechan frowned, these people are becoming more and more unruly.

"I'll go out and have a look"

After a while, Yuechan came back, "There was a woman who disguised herself as a man and came in looking for someone named Shen Mu, but she was entangled by her patrons. Don't you think there are more and more strange things nowadays?"

Su Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, with a playful look on his lips, "Interesting"

"Do you want to bring someone up?"

"No, let someone take her to find Shen Mu"

Yuechan made a pot of hot tea, put a white jade cup in front of her, her wrist was slightly tilted, revealing a lotus arm, and the tea poured into the cup without leaking.

"Why, are you interested?" She looked pretty, but she was too tender.

"The noble concubine of Ning Guohou Shizi secretly came to the brothel to look for his brother, do you think you are interested?"

After coming out of the Silent Tower, Sang Yu was a little lost, sitting in the alley and hugging her knees, the cold wind was blowing, the clouds were dense, and it looked like it was going to snow, singing and laughing in the distance, people on the road hurried, only her Alone.

The scenes I saw with my own eyes just now are still replaying in my mind. Shen Mu is like a frivolous prodigal, shuttling among the flowers, teasing and joking with beautiful women like no one else, and making some physical contact from time to time. He looks like a fish in water, and he is not the first next time.

Sang Yu's footsteps seemed to be ruthless, and she no longer had the strength to push open the door. The woman who led the way behind said in a low voice, "Young lady, won't you go in?"

Sang Yu shook her head, turned around, knocked her away and ran out like flying.

The former Shen Mu who would reach out to her with a smile finally disappeared into the crowd.

However, Sang Yu was still unwilling to give up. She sat in the alley and waited for a long time. She still had some words to say. Only Shen Mu could help her in her current situation. I heard that Shen Mu is now the Minister of the Ministry of Officials. She didn't know what was going on. No matter how high the official rank is, it should be a great official.

Until the dead of night, the rain gradually fell on her hair, the cold air penetrated into the bone marrow, Sang Yu was cold and hungry, and her head began to twitch bit by bit, Shen Mu stumbled out of Huamanlou, her body smelled of alcohol mixed with makeup Aroma, flushing.

Sang Yu collected herself and rushed over, "Brother Mu!"

"Brother Mu...is the young lady calling?" Shen Mu stopped, walked towards her in a daze, and gently raised her chin.

Sang Yu's eyes were flushed, and she shouted again, "Brother Mu!"

Shen Mu trembled, and the wind blew away, all the alcohol in his body was blown away, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Yu'er, why are you here?"

"Brother Mu, if you still treat me as your younger sister, please take me out of the Hou's mansion..." Sang Yu clung to his arm tightly and burst into tears, regardless of the difference between men and women.

She couldn't survive a day of fear and fear every day like that, not to mention committing her to a perverted man who humiliated and was addicted to people.

Shen Mu wanted to withdraw her hand, but she grabbed it very tightly. Even in the past when the Shen family was down and down, Sang Yu was neatly tidied up from head to toe. The appearance, not to mention the tears streaming down his face, he looks like a shrew in the market.

He shook off her hand all of a sudden, a little impatiently, "Although I'm just a concubine, the Hou's Mansion was short of your expenses, and following the son will have endless glory and wealth, not to mention you agreed to it at the beginning."

Sang Yu took two steps back and looked at him in disbelief. Now that he is well-dressed, he is no longer the down-and-out boy he used to be, but his heart of helping the world and the people has been dusted in the officialdom.

"Brother Mu..."

Shen Mu also couldn't bear it, after all, he had been sincere in the past, "It seems that you also sneaked out, go back quickly, don't let the prince find out that our Shen family has a bad family, you take these bank notes first "Yong" finished, took out a few banknotes from her bosom and stuffed them into her hand, waved her hand like a beggar, turned and left.

Sang Yu was stunned in place, tears running down her cheeks silently, and it took a while to come back to her senses, instead of being angry, she smiled, and violently tore up the bank notes in her hand, causing paper scraps to fall all over the sky.

The rain was getting heavier, Sang Yu squatted down and hugged herself tightly. She didn't cry when the Sang family was wiped out, and she didn't cry when she was bullied on the street, but in the silent world at this moment, alone Cry loudly.

The visitor was holding a bamboo paper umbrella, dressed in black clothes, tall and straight, with a white jade mask covering half of his cheeks, only revealing his clear eyes and crystal white chin, embroidered with light cloud patterns The boots stopped in front of her, and the bamboo paper umbrella in her hand was slightly tilted.

The pouring rain stopped suddenly, leaving only the ticking sound of the rain hitting the umbrella surface echoing between the sky and the earth. Sang Yu raised her head in astonishment. There was no starlight, but scattered lights scattered in the man's eyes.

"Whatever you want, you have to fight for it yourself. Crying will only make people look down on you"

The scattered light in Sang Yu's eyes gradually gathered, and her whole body looked more lively. She grabbed the hem of Su Ming's robe, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.

"You can help me, right? You can definitely help me, right?! You are so good at martial arts..."

Su Ming nodded, "Of course I can help you, but you have to get something in exchange"

"Whatever you want, as long as I have, you take it!"

Su Ming lowered her head and raised her chin with light. Even though this woman is so embarrassed, she still has an unstoppable innate appearance. She is different from Su Ming's stunning beauty. Sang Yu's beauty penetrates into the bone marrow , the facial features are as exquisite as the landscapes drawn by the best painters, every bit is full of charm, and what is even more rare is the temperament of the whole person, which is not stained by mud, clean and not demonic.

"Aside from the use of this face, what else can you exchange for it? Go back and be your noble concubine. If there is a need, I will find you."

"Wait..." Sang Yu bit her lip, and stopped her who turned to leave, "I...how should I contact you?"

She thought that the man would not answer, she lowered her head in disappointment, she still has a lot of questions to ask her, who are you?Why are you helping me?May I have your name……

"Flowers are all over the building, long-term fate"

In the cold fog and rain, the man's voice was deep and pleasant, piercing the eardrums clearly from far to near. For some reason, Sang Yu's heart warmed up a little, and then she murmured the name in a low voice.

doom.

Fate.

The author has something to say:

Hmm... I don't know what to say... Every time I read other people's articles, it is a kind of blow to me T^T silently burst into tears and then rolled back to update the article.Good night, the little angels who read the article go to bed early.