I still remember the king's heart

"Xinyao!"

"master!"

In desperation, Sang Yu grabbed the rope at her hand, and felt a sharp pain in her shoulder. She gritted her teeth, and still held onto the rope firmly, "Xinyao, hold on to the rope!"

Yue Xinyao reacted and grabbed the half of the hemp rope dangling in mid-air, and hit it on the stone wall like a swing, her eyes went dark from the pain.

Mu Yutong firmly grasped Sang Yu's other hand, and she clearly saw a large bloodstain on the weak woman's shoulder, which spread rapidly.

She clenched her teeth, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, but she remained calm and tightly clutched the hemp rope in her hand.

Mu Yutong's eyes were a little moved, and after saying "persevere", he motioned for other disciples to come over and take over.

He flew down by himself, grabbed Yue Xinyao's arm to lift her up, and jumped up with lightness kung fu.

Seeing her out of danger, Sang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, a weak smile spread on her lips, the severe pain on her shoulder made her unable to hold on any longer, her eyes went dark, and she completely lost consciousness.

"Master, should we go to the Yangzhou sect's residence or..."

Yue Xinyao raised the curtain of the car and said, "Go back to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers" and returned to the carriage.

"master……"

Yue Xinyao rubbed her brows, her eyes were tired, and her injuries were still not healed, "I know what you want to say, there should be a lot of business in Yangzhou, you deal with it first, if you can't handle it, fly away The pigeon passed the letter to me"

"Yes, master, how long do you plan to go back this time?" Mu Yutong replied in a low voice.

Yue Xinyao paused for a moment, then turned her head to look at the unconscious Sang Yu, and said in a low voice, "If she likes her, she will stay here forever."

"But the elders in the door won't..."

"You go out first, and we will talk about it later"

Mu Yutong pursed her lips, said nothing, opened the curtain of the car and backed out.

Even though she used good medicine to warm her body along the way, Sang Yu often fell asleep and rarely woke up, and sometimes fell asleep while talking.

Yue Xinyao held her tightly in her arms, and gently combed her long hair, her eyes were full of unresolved distress.

Sang Yu's body was already weak. First, she was injured by Jinghong's sword technique, and then she broke with Su Ming and her mood was damaged. This time, her vitality was severely injured. Her body was like a candle in the wind, so she didn't know why.

Yue Xinyao let out a vague sigh from her lips, leaned down to hold her hand and kissed her temples.

"Master, I want to go back to Shengjing first." Su Ming reined in his horse and stopped at the intersection.

Hua Yi was startled, and turned the horse's head, "I'm going to Shuzhou soon."

"I want to go back to Shengjing first." Su Ming repeated it again in a low voice, seeing Hua Yin's face darken, and said softly: "There are still some things to explain in the Buyu Building"

There is also the other courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing, where she seems to have lived.

A coquettish smile bloomed on Huaying's lips again, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

"Ah Sang, eat something." Yue Xinyao helped her up and leaned against her arms.

The carriage swayed, and Sang Yu was also drowsy, so she groaned, but still refused to open her eyes.

Yue Xinyao had no choice but to twist a piece of cloud cake to coax her, "Ah——open your mouth, be good"

Smelling the scent of food in a daze, Sang Yu subconsciously opened her mouth to bite, the tip of her tongue brushed against her fingers, Yue Xinyao trembled all over, and a feeling like an electric shock flowed through her whole body.

As if she had tasted the sweetness, Sang Yu slightly opened her lips and leaned forward, Yue Xinyao's eyes darkened, she put down the pastry and put her finger on it.

Sang Yu didn't doubt that he was there, she opened her mouth to hold it, and when her lilac tongue brushed between her fingers, Yue Xinyao's mouth was a little dry, her bare hands gently touched her waist, and swallowed.

It's okay to just touch it...

After searching around but not finding the Xiangtian she wanted, Sang Yu frowned slightly, realizing that she seemed to be cheated, and wanted to spit out the foreign object in her mouth.

Yue Xinyao sensed her intentions, and a cunning flashed across her eyes, but she didn't want you to do what she wanted.

After stuffing it in again, Sang Yu suddenly opened his eyes, facing a pair of smiling eyes, a blush appeared on his pale face.

"Yue..." Just as she uttered a word, Yue Xinyao moved, teasing her tongue with her index and middle fingers.

"Hmm..." She could only spit out a single indistinct sound, her fingers kept stirring and forcing her to dodge, but she fell into someone's arms.

The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, felt that her fingers were tightly wrapped by warm and humid, Yue Xinyao trembled all over, every cell in her body became excited, a faint electric current passed through her lower abdomen, and her breathing began to rush.

"Yue... um... um..." Sang Yu put his hands on her shoulders and kept pushing her away, but the man got closer and closer, and even tore off her belt. He wanted to kiss her earlobe, but the car curtain was suddenly lifted.

"Master" Mu Yutong put his head in and took a look, his face turned red, "I know I was wrong, I didn't see anything."

After saying that, he quickly shrank back.

Being interrupted by this, taking advantage of the moment she was in a daze, Sang Yu pushed her away and shrank into the carriage, her face was still flushed, and there were faint strands of silver on the corners of her lips, ambiguous and sexual.

"After returning to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, I will receive the punishment myself!" Yue Xinyao is very upset now, very upset, super upset, and can't wait to drag her in and beat her up to relieve her anger.

After venting, he turned his head to look at Sang Yu, who was shivering in a corner of the carriage, his eyes were wet with moisture, and he leaned over again with a thought.

"Yue... Yue Xinyao, stay away from me"

Although Yue Xinyao has told her that she likes her many times, she didn't really feel her desire until now. She is a normal 27-year-old woman, what she wants is not as simple as holding hands and hugging.

"I won't eat you again." Yue Xinyao pursed her lips, a little unhappy, and took another step forward.

Sang Yu retreated step by step until her back touched the wall of the carriage, and there was no way to retreat.

Yue Xinyao put his hands on the wall of the carriage behind her ears, and leaned close to her to smell the cold plum fragrance on her body, which was refreshing.

Sang Yu turned her head and closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was nervous.

A kiss as thin as a cicada's wing landed on her forehead, without a trace of sensuality, but full of tenderness and affection.

"I'll wait for you to give yourself to me willingly"

If someone wants her, she has thousands of ways to get her, but she doesn't want to make her sad, and also wants her to belong to her alone, both physically and mentally.

"Ah Sang, we're here." Yue Xinyao got off the carriage and held out her hand.

Sang Yuli didn't respond either, and went straight to help the carriage wall down by herself, obviously still angry about what happened that day, and didn't save her any face under the eyes of everyone.

Mu Yutong couldn't help laughing at her master's deflated expression, Yue Xinyao gave her a cold look, "Hurry up and go back to receive the punishment!"

Mu Yutong's expression froze, and he immediately looked away silently.

Yue Xinyao chased after her and held her hand, Sang Yu frowned and shook her off, "Stay away from me"

The man clung to him again, "Are you still angry? I apologize for what happened that day. It was because I was obsessed with sex for a while."

Sang Yu bit her lip and blushed. Her voice was not too loud in the public. Although the disciples around her kept their voices quiet and kept their eyes on their noses, noses and hearts, they all pricked up their ears.

It's almost like flirting.

Yue Xinyao knew that she was thin-skinned, so she put on her cheek again, holding her hand in his own, and this time she didn't try to break away, and let her hold her hand honestly.

"Look, I'm the head of the sect anyway, so I can't let people laugh at me, right?"

Sang Yu pursed her lips, stopped talking, and let her drag her into the valley.

Nie Fei was teaching Yunhe how to practice swords in the courtyard when she received the letter from the flying pigeon.

The little man stumbled over, hugged her leg and said in a childish voice, "Daddy, it's time to eat."

Huanhua Jingchai cloth skirt stood at the door of the kitchen with two dishes in his hands, and said with a smile: "Go and wash your hands, I made your favorite braised lion head tonight."

Nie Fei nodded, hid the note in his bosom, knelt down and carried Xiao Yunhe into the house.

Sensing that she was a little absent-minded, Huanhua picked up a chopsticks dish for her and put it in the bowl, "What's wrong?"

"Maybe the landlord will come back in a few days." After thinking about it, he decided to tell her.

Huanhua was both surprised and happy, "How long have you been out, Yunhe has grown so big, they are finally willing to come back"

Nie Fei paused, and his tone became a little more cautious, "Sang Yu won't come back with her."

The chopsticks in Huanhua's hand fell to the table with a snap, "What do you mean you won't come back?"

After they left Beijing, letters were sent almost every month. From the lines, she could feel that Sang Yu was living happily. Until the past year, the letters became less and less, and each time they were only a few words. Even cut off contact.

She always had a bad premonition in her heart, Yunhe saw that her mother was looking sick, so she climbed onto her lap, and asked in a childish voice, "Mother, who is Sang Yu?"

Huanhua was stunned, and didn't know how to answer this question, so she touched the top of his head and said in a low voice, "It's an old friend of my mother's..."

This answer brought joy to Nie Fei's eyes, and at the same time, a slight melancholy spread in his heart.

"Sang Yu found her relatives in Lin'an, maybe...maybe she won't come back"

"Then she and Su Ming are now..."

Nie Fei closed his eyes slightly, "One is different and two are wide, each is happy."

Huanhua pursed her lips tightly, and suddenly got up and put Xiao Yunhe down, her eyes filled with anger: "Then why is she coming back?!"

She used to think that the love between a man and a woman was nothing more than sensuality, and that treating Sang Yu with all her life was the real love. They knew everything that lonely woman did for her.

Only she knows how Sang Yu has a special liking for her. When she was struggling to get by in the dark Hou's mansion, she had heard Sang Yu chanting this name countless times, saying how she was so cold and beautiful. , High martial arts.

The night when they got married seems to be still vivid in my memory, but after only a few years, they have been separated from each other, and there is probably nothing in this world that is worth believing.

Seeing Nie Fei's clear eyebrows, the sadness in her heart became more and more serious.

The author has something to say:

Give the head of Yue Yue a big sweet date to eat. In fact, love is simple and simple, and it is complicated and complicated. There is someone who can always be with you. Two people always have endless things to talk about. They are financially independent from each other. The three views are roughly the same, x A harmonious life is probably the right person.