I still remember the king's heart

Yue Xinyao's expression suddenly became vicious, she gritted her teeth, "Take a good look at who I am?"

"Xin... Xinyao..." Sang Yu struggled to get up from her arms, but was pushed back again. This time, her movements were no longer gentle, but roughly ripped open her skirt.

When her skin touched the cold silk quilt, Sang Yu trembled all over, and she was three minutes sober from the wine. Even though her eyes were still blurred, she still pushed her out.

"Xin... Xinyao... don't..."

That person seemed to have drunk too, and lost his usual calmness and self-control, his lips curled up slightly and he was even a little cold.

With lightning speed, she took off her obscene pants, and with just a casual touch, hot and humid liquid stuck to her fingertips.

"No, tell me what this is?"

Although I couldn't see clearly in the dark, there was obviously an ambiguous atmosphere in the air, so I couldn't feel the traces between my legs.

Sang Yu clenched her lower lip, turned her head away from her, and then struggled even harder, "Yue Xinyao! You know what I'm thinking, why bother to force me like this..."

At the end of the words, there was a faint hint of pleading.

"Sang Yu! How dare you say that you don't have the slightest affection for me? Your body can't lie!" The man also raised his voice, calling her by name, bent down and kissed her earlobe, lingering on her lips. Light or heavy bites between the necks.

"Impossible!" Although we spend time with her day and night, it's just to keep each other warm. She needs someone to support her out of this darkness, and Yue Xinyao also needs her warmth, so each takes what he needs and owes nothing to each other.

A trace of panic flashed through Sang Yu's heart, and he subconsciously raised his hand to use his internal force to push her away. Unexpectedly, as soon as he put it on her shoulder, he was caught by someone. With a backhand twist, Sang Yu broke out in a cold sweat .

Immediately, her body lightened and the world spun, Yue Xinyao's eyes became more angry, she casually pulled the belt scattered on the side, bound her hands tightly, and kissed her behind tightly.

She took a three-point revenge and kissed her from top to bottom, biting her with her teeth, and soon the breakable skin was covered with large and small, deep and shallow bruises.

She is a gifted ghost doctor, so she naturally knows which parts of a person's body are the most sensitive, she can treat her well unconditionally, but she can't tolerate her squandering and trampling on the good she gave her, and crushing her pride and self-esteem.

Sang Yu didn't know who else she could turn to now, and the piercing pain on her wrist was not worth a ten thousandth of her heart. She trembled helplessly in her arms, her quilt was wet with tears, and she choked up silently.

With slender shoulders, thin waist and narrow hips, all the clothes on her body had already fallen off, and Yue Xinyao could only see a fire burning from her heart to her whole body, causing her to lose her mind.

His fingertips slid across her upturned buttocks to the bottom of the deep valley, and before she had time to react, he suddenly entered.

The silent choking finally turned into crying, knowing that she was the one who caused the trouble, but still couldn't help but beg her, "Xinyao... don't... hurt..."

"Don't...please..."

With a sound like weeping, Yue Xinyao's heart also tugged, feeling that she was a little uncomfortable being pinched by the fiery inner wall, and slowly withdrew a finger, slowly teasing her.

He cursed softly, how could he be tighter than a virgin, leaned down and kissed her ear, the close intimacy distracted her attention.

Sang Yu's eyes were already red from crying, she tilted her head and kept avoiding her intimacy, but she couldn't avoid the hand that was raging inside her body, Yue Xinyao felt a little distressed, untied the restraint on her wrist, and turned her over , The kisses fell on the forehead, eyelids, cheeks and lips densely with soft love, kissing away her tears bit by bit carefully.

"Ah Sang, don't be afraid, just bear with it for a while and you'll be fine, I promise." In such a cold rainy night, there was a thin layer of sweat on the man's forehead, and both of them were drenched.

And this forbearance lasted all night, the sound of the rain outside the window never stopped, the patter seemed to be in my ears, and it seemed to be far away in the sky.

Finally lost consciousness.

"Miss Sang, the master has already set off for Yangzhou, and sent me to stay and take care of the girl back to Wanhua Valley"

Before Sang Yu got up, the two maids who came in to pass the message, although they were wearing the uniforms of disciples in green and blue shirts, had a hint of impatience in their expressions.

The pillow was already cold, and Sang Yu smiled wryly, her face was pale just by standing up, her whole body was sore as if someone had broken up and repacked, and the burning pain between her legs was even more difficult for her to express.

"Trouble...can you bring me a bucket of hot water, and I'll go back with you after I tidy up"

The two looked at each other, and the head ordered to guard her closely, so they hesitated for a moment and remained silent.

Looking at the situation, Sang Yu still didn't understand. These two people were probably sent to monitor her in the name of protecting her.

A faint sadness welled up in her heart, Su Ming didn't believe her, and Yue Xinyao didn't believe her either, the smile on her lips had a hint of self-mockery.

"I'm already like this, where else can I go?"

The clothes in the room were scattered all over the floor, most of them were torn to shreds, while the person on the couch looked haggard, there were ambiguous traces in the uncovered neckline of the jacket, and there was a circle of bruises on the exposed wrists.

The two looked at each other and nodded, "Miss Sang, please go ahead, I will wait outside the door, if you have something to call, you can."

After bidding farewell to Gu Cheng, Sang Yu got into the carriage. When she turned around, she saw Su Ming holding Hua Yi also coming out of Xingxiu Sea. The two of them interlocked their fingers, looked intimate, and smiled at each other from time to time. There was a touch of warmth flowing in the silence. .

Sang Yu bent her lips, although she was smiling, but no trace of a smile reached her eyes. Su Ming saw her, hesitated for a moment, and was about to lift her foot and walk over.

Sang Yu had already stepped into the carriage before her, leaning her head on the carriage, the smile she forced up in front of people could finally be unloaded, turning into exhaustion all over her body.

Not only was she physically tired, but her heart was also empty. The matter with Su Ming was enough to make her heart tired. She thought that she could find a short period of peace by Yue Xinyao's side, but after what happened last night, She didn't know how to face her, whether the relationship between the two could return to the original innocence.

It was obviously impossible. Fortunately, she returned to Yangzhou, so she didn't have to face her for the time being.

It's just why there is a faint sense of loss in my heart.

Sang Yu closed her eyes slightly, and fell asleep leaning against the wall of the carriage.

As soon as "I've met the headmaster" entered the door, there was a disciple in green and blue, knelt down on the ground.

Yue Xinyao waved her hand to signal them to get up, and sat down on the main seat, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"It's like this. A few days ago, Qingcheng sent people to seek medical treatment. The one who was seriously ill was the eldest disciple under their head. I went to see it with a few outstanding disciples in the sect. They were already terminally ill, and Shi Wuling could not be cured, so I advised him They prepared for the funeral as soon as possible, the head of the Qingcheng faction begged again and again, the disciple gave him an injection and left a few doses of medicine, who knew that he would die the next day, the Qingcheng faction must blame me for the crime Waiting on his body, he even threatened to let out rumors that he would massacre all the disciples of Wanhua Valley and me to eliminate harm for the martial arts." He said, kneeling on the ground with a plop, with tears in his eyes, "All the disciples of the Xuzhou sub-rudder have been killed. call the shots"

Everyone also knelt on the ground one after another, shouting loudly, "I beg the master to be the master!"

Yue Xinyao rubbed her brows, she was obviously a little tired after traveling day and night, but she still cheered up.

"Bring me the prescription"

The disciple who spoke just now took out the prescription from his pocket, and handed it over carefully, "Sect Master, please take a look."

Yue Xinyao recognized this person. He was a head of the branch hall. He was old enough and had superb medical skills, so there shouldn't be any problems. After he read the prescription carefully, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

The Qingcheng faction is a rising star in the martial arts. I am afraid that they have long coveted the ranking of the top ten schools in the martial arts. The sudden attack this time must be to take advantage of her absence to defeat Wanhua Valley in one fell swoop. How could Huagu be defeated so easily.

"Pass down the order, and when you see the disciples of the Qingcheng faction, no matter they are men, women or young, they will be shot to death! In addition, a summoning order was issued, ordering all the outstanding disciples in the sub-helm to gather in Yangzhou, and choose a day to go straight to Huanglong. disappeared"

"Yes, the head is wise!"

After everyone backed away, Yue Xinyao leaned on the armchair, closed her eyes and meditated for a moment, all that appeared in her mind was the image of that person.

White clothes and black hair, turbulent clouds and rain, lingering all night, she can only set off before she can say a word to her, if she treats her like that, that woman will cry, and I'm afraid she will also blame her.

There is a slight pain in my heart.

"Yutong"

"The disciple is here"

"Has your mistress returned to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley?"

"I received a letter from Fei Ge yesterday, saying that he has gone back."

Yue Xinyao rubbed the space between her eyebrows, and got up from the couch, "That's good, you go prepare the horse, I'll go back and see her"

Mu Yutong suddenly raised her head, "Master, what time is it now..."

"As a teacher, I know, let's do it." There was a trace of majesty in the faint tone that could not be rejected.

"Yutong is right, what time is it now, it's not too late to let go of the love of Feng Huaxueyue's sons and daughters first"

The rules of Wanhua Valley have always been very strict, one cannot enter or leave the hall at will without permission, but the visitor does not report and walks in, Yue Xinyao does not show any displeasure on his face, and even shows a little respect.

"Uncle"

The visitor was a middle-aged man in his fifties but full of energy, wearing a black skirt that symbolized his status, and the pattern on the hem was the same as Yue Xinyao's.

"Xinyao, all these years, my uncle knows that you are suffering in your heart, and some things will pass by turning a blind eye, but if a small mistake delays a major event in the family, my uncle will not tolerate her."

The location of Wanhua Valley has always been a secret in Jianghu, and even the disciples in the sect know very little about it. She actually brought people in casually, and stayed there for several months. As an uncle, he had to beat Two sentences.

For her senior sister's master, Yue Xinyao had great respect, lowered her eyebrows and said: "Master, don't worry, Yutong is already capable of being alone, and needs more experience. I think he will be better than me as a master in time. I'm only here to explain some business, and I won't stay for a while."

In the words, there was a vague meaning of abdicating the position to let the virtuous, Cang He was shocked, the man had strode out of the hall and disappeared into the night.

The author has something to say:

In fact, I have nothing to do, I am just a little sad. It is easy to think too much late at night, so I am not in a good mood. I have to go to warm my bed early. Good night everyone, how about you?I think good night is a very warm word, so I send it to everyone.