I still remember the king's heart

"Ruoying, I haven't seen anyone all day, where did you go, and how did you do this?"

Su Ruoying's face was pale, her clothes were disheveled, and there were bloodstains on her hem. She smiled weakly at Gu Cheng, "It's okay, brother, I'll go back to my room to rest first."

"Ruoying..." Gu Cheng still wanted to say something, but Su Ruoying had gradually walked away, her walking posture seemed unnatural.

Although he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't want to ask more questions.

After returning to the room, the waiter brought hot water, Su Ruoying rubbed her skin fiercely, as if she wanted to wash away the humiliating scene.

In the hot air, her eyes gradually turned red, and it was already late at night when she woke up. Those people took turns lying on her body, and the pain came. She wanted to push them away, but found that she didn't even have the strength to hold a sword.

"Hey, this is the best soft tendon powder, so don't waste your efforts." The man smiled wretchedly, and buried his head in her neck again, his turbid breath made people sick.

"You... who are you..." As smart as she was, she also expected that someone would deliberately harm her.

While the man was not paying attention, she stretched out her arms to reach for the long sword that was thrown aside, with hatred in her brows and eyes, which was shocking for no reason.

A few burly men standing next to her stepped on her hand and rubbed it on the ground a few times. Su Ruoying gasped in pain and burst into tears.

"Brother, this chick is so disobedient, why not..." He gestured a few times on his neck.

The man lying on top of her twitched violently for a few times, let out a long sigh, and got up after a long time, "No, the people above said, as long as it doesn't kill you, let's see how we play."

The man who spoke had a wretched expression, and he was eager to try, "Brother is done having fun, shouldn't it be time for the little ones?"

Su Ruoying closed her eyes in humiliation, enduring strange men coming and going on her body, her palms clenched into fists, and hatred surging endlessly in her heart.

Sangyu, Suming, Yue Xinyao, I want you to die without a whole body to endure my pain today!

"Xinyao, when will she wake up?"

Yue Xinyao shook her head, "Near death, I don't know either."

Sang Yu clenched her lower lip, but after a few days she became haggard again, her eyes were black and blue, and her face was pale and pale.

Looking at Su Ming's eyes without saying a word, but there is a trace of nostalgia.

Yue Xinyao felt a little distressed, "Your own injury hasn't healed yet, if she wakes up and you fall ill again, I won't be the one who suffers."

Hua Yi, who was sitting quietly drinking tea, suddenly got up, glanced at them coldly, and said in a somewhat eccentric tone, "Your destiny is already lingering in the gate of hell, you still have the mind to flirt here, Sang Yu, what are you doing?" It’s good to enjoy the new and dislike the old”

Yue Xinyao slapped the table openly and stood up, "Don't think that I didn't know what happened last time and you were behind the scenes, there will be a day when old and new debts will be settled together!"

"It's better to love the new and dislike the old than a pair of pillows with jade arms and a little red lips. Su Ming is a person who likes to be clean, don't you think so?"

Without making a fuss, she fought back beautifully. Hua Ying's complexion was uglier than swallowing a fly, she clenched her lower lip, wishing to go up and tear the face that was [-]% similar to her own.

Sang Yu felt a touch of sadness in her heart, she turned her face to look at the lights of thousands of houses outside the window, her expression was gloomy.

Su Ming... You must get better, otherwise I will be the culprit who killed you with my own hands, and you let me live the rest of my life... how to be safe.

If you die... Sang Yu tightly clenched the teacup in her hand, her fingertips were as white as jade, and her expression could not be seen clearly in the smog, but Yue Xinyao felt palpitations for no reason.

Sang Yu, she...is hopeless in life.

In the silence of the room, the anger on Hua Ying's face gradually disappeared, she got up and walked to her couch and sat down.

"You go out, I will use my internal energy to warm and nourish her meridians, maybe she will wake up faster."

Seeing her tired face, Sang Yu asked the question that had troubled her for a long time, "Are you her master?"

Huai slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and the smile on her lips became more bitter, "Does it matter if it is or not?"

Sang Yu was startled, and closed the door for them, her eyes were a little sour, she took a light breath, and walked slowly to her room.

Yes, it doesn't matter if it is or not, as long as she sincerely treats Su Ming well, that's enough, and from now on, the person who will be by Su Ming's side will not be her.

Her heart began to ache again, she supported the pillar and coughed violently, put her hands on her shoulders silently, Yue Xinyao's eyes were full of worry.

"I'll give you a good pulse"

Sang Yu covered her lips, her face flushed strangely, she coughed a few more times, and brushed her hand away, "No need, just rest for a few days."

Back in the room, she spread her palms to reveal a dazzling blush. Sang Yu put her hands in the copper basin and washed them clean. The blood color floated in the water, and a faint sigh overflowed from her lips, and she turned around and poured the water Splashed out the window.

When Su Ming woke up, Sang Yu was not by her side. She leaned outside the door and watched the man open his eyes. She was as deserted as before, but less sharp, and her pupils were clear and transparent, not stained with dust.

Lined with a snow-white coat, the whole person is as clean as the snow that never melts on the top of Siyun Cliff.

"Master..." Su Ming's gaze was still a little confused, but it was still firmly focused on Huaying's face, and the corners of his lips were curved softly.

Surprised and delighted, Huayi stepped forward to hug her, Suming didn't refuse, but leaned into her arms calmly, "Suming...you still remember me"

The man in his arms nodded, although his face was pale, but the curvature of the corners of his lips expanded to his face, which was softer than ever before.

"How can I forget" is the master who grew up with her since she was a child.

Even if she forgets, no one will forget her.

His eyes flicked over the faces of everyone in the room one by one, including Yue Xinyao, the head of Wanhua Valley, Gu Cheng and Su Ruoying from Xingxiuhai, but it seemed that something was missing.

She moved her gaze out of the window, but there was nothing there.

Shaking his head, what are he looking for? It's really strange.

Yue Xinyao took a step forward and pinched her pulse, "The poison has been cured."

There was sincere gratitude in Huaying's eyes, "Thank you, Yue Sect Master"

Yue Xinyao shook her head, "Being entrusted by others, it's a matter of loyalty." She turned her eyes to Suming, looked at her clear pupils, there was no trace of the past, and there was a trace of sadness in her heart.

"Su Ming, do you still remember Sang Yu?"

Su Ming was startled, murmured the name a few times, and just when Yue Xinyao thought she was about to say something, she suddenly blurted out, "Is it Sangyu who was lost in the east, and Sangyu who was harvested, don't you know?"

Sang Yu covered her lips, squatted down slowly, tears slipped silently from between her fingers, and her crying was subdued and subtle.

There was a dead silence in the room, and Hua Yin picked up the medicine bowl on the table and broke the silence, "Su Ming, you just woke up, you should drink the medicine first."

Su Ming nodded, and took her hand to drink, but suddenly frowned, "Master, it's so bitter."

"Sangyu, it's so bitter." That person forced her to drink medicine when she was in Yangzhou, and the man would rather die than obey, insisting on her coaxing her to drink a sip and feed her a candied fruit.

It was also a tenderness and coquettishness that had never been shown before. How could Sang Yu refuse her, so she could only laugh helplessly and complied with her request.

Hua Yin twisted a candied date and stuffed it into her mouth, "It's all right now."

Yue Xinyao couldn't bear to look any longer, turned around and left, and closed the door for them.

"Master, is someone crying?"

Hua Yin listened intently for a moment, then shook her head, "Could it be that you heard it wrong?"

There was a momentary look of struggle on Su Ming's face, she clearly heard someone crying, but the weak crying made her heart ache.

"what happened?"

"It's okay..." Looking at the master who was asking her how he was, Su Ming temporarily put down the unreasonable crying, it was rare for the two of them to be alone, and she still had a lot of things she wanted to ask her.

Like why she was lying on the bed.

For example, how does she feel that her internal energy is exhausted.

Another example, who is that Sang Yu who only heard it once but kept it firmly in his heart?

"Are you really not going to see Suming?"

The embroidery needle suddenly stuck into her fingertips, Sang Yu frowned slightly, and wiped away the blood that came out.

"No, it's good to know that she is gradually recovering."

"Then what are your plans for the future?"

There was a trace of hope in Yue Xinyao's eyes, "I want to take you back to Wanhua Valley to see, you should like it there"

Sang Yu smiled wryly, and picked up the sword tassel to wrap around Luo Zi again. It was torn by Su Ming last time, and she wanted to tie it back together.

"Xinyao, you should find someone to live a good life"

That person will definitely not be her.

Yue Xinyao took a deep breath, spread her hands, her expression was quite indifferent, but the smile on her lips was very sincere.

"No girl is willing to follow me. The weather is good today. You should go out to get some fresh air after staying in the house for so long. Your injury can heal quickly."

She pushed open the window, the sunlight came in, the room was bright, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant outside, and the fragrance of hibiscus wafted in the air.

Sang Yu nodded, "Okay."

Yue Xinyao helped her to walk out slowly, but Sang Yu suddenly froze in place, Yue Xinyao followed her gaze.

Under the intertwined hibiscus tree, Su Ming was dressed in white, cold and dusty, with long hair hanging down, silky like brocade.

A guqin was placed on her knees, and her fingertips were lightly folded and twirled slowly.

But the murderous sword danced out the love of children, Sang Yu saw it clearly, Su Ming's eyes were firmly glued to her body, and there was a deep and indelible nostalgia in his eyes.

At the end of the song, Hua Ying retracted her sword and returned to its sheath. There was thin sweat on her forehead, her face was flushed, and petals fell on her shoulders. Su Ming reached out to wipe them away for her, but her eyes fell on her delicate and charming lips.

Hua Ying blinked and looked down at her condescendingly. The two of them touched their foreheads and smelled each other's breaths, so a kiss happened naturally.

Yue Xinyao covered her eyes with her hand, feeling the warmth in her palm, "Sang Yu, don't look."

The author has something to say:

Hey, I read the self-comb specially to find the feeling, but I was abused miserably, I recommend everyone to read it, it is very touching T^T In addition, this book is almost finished, can I have the cheek to ask for a long review [Star Eye]